Chapter 1100
"...Really, that guy has arrived in the imperial capital?"
Indifferently smiled little Prince, asked in a very relaxed tone, still holding hands With a cup of Sackland dry red: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"No, but..."
The warrior of the order lowered his head, cautiously opened the mouth and said: "But just after the black-bottomed Golden Lion battle flag was raised on the city gate of the imperial capital, cheers of'Welcome the Black Duke' rang out in the city. Subordinates guessed......"
"Guess? "
The elf little Prince interrupted suddenly, causing the elf warrior to tremble.
"You know...I have always disliked'guess','speculation','estimate' these... ambiguous words, if you report wrong information, do you know how much loss it will bring? "
"Absolutely dare not!"
The wizard warrior immediately leaned down and slammed his head on the ground with a "peng!" I would like to go to Imperial Capital again to explore..."
"Forget it...嘁...just this once."
"As you bid!"
Look Rodria Azores shrugged bored as the warrior hurried away.
"Depending on the situation, our old friend Loren Torino really has arrived at Imperial Capital, and I am afraid he has already begun to control the city's defenses, hiss..." The little Prince suddenly sucked. in a breath of cold air:
"If you think about it this way, it feels very difficult to handle; the last time Eboden, who was easy to attack and difficult to defend, made him forcibly dragged for a month, this time I changed it to Copper Wall Iron Bastion, Imperial Capital with sufficient supplies-Although the time playing games with him is always happy, I don't want to be'happy' for so long!"
Complaining, the little elven Prince picked up the wine glass and filled it with mouthfuls.
"...I'm sorry."
Anson Zade, with a bleak expression, lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "It's all my fault, if it's not..."
"If you are not stupid enough to fall into that guy’s trap, if you are not stupid enough at first and want to defeat that guy on your own strength, if not you believe oneself infallible twice, if if ......"
The little elven Prince watched him make a grimace: "Where there are so many if, with this self-pity, trouble me how to defeat Loren · Torino, this more important thing Give me more snacks!"
Anson Zade, gritted his teeth, has no room for rebuttal.
"His Royal Highness, shall we...Shall we withdraw for the time being?"
The elf boy who can't hold back his emotions opened the mouth and said: "If you continue to fight like this, even if you get Reinforcement, the situation is still very unfavorable for us-there are still imperial troops on the Eboden line, and the battle between the north and the west has not been fruitful yet. Your Majesty Xiong Yingwang..."
"Xiong Yingwang has already Dead." The little Prince the elf suddenly opened the mouth and said.
Anson Zade was surprised: "His Royal Highness?! You..."
"Just guessed." Rodria shook his head: "But apart from this answer, I didn’t even think of the second possibility...that Loren Torino could leave the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain intact and appear outside the Imperial Capital city."
"No matter what the outcome, father him...his plan It must have failed, otherwise there will be no news from the north until now."
"Reinforcements, luck, etc. are unreliable." The little elven Prince stood up and patted Anson. Zade’s shoulders:
"Defeat the empire and drag the Azores back from the edge of life and death...only ourselves!"
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"... Defeating the Azores and dragging the Queen of Ten Thousand Cities back from the edge of life and death... We are the only ones!"
Wearing a golden lion cloak on a black background, in our hands Loren Torino, holding the scepter of the imperial parliament, gave a generous speech in the great hall of the sky palace.
The imperial cabinet ministers standing beside him are either pale or silent; the noble parliamentarians in the hall are even more trembling with fear, like walking on thin ice; or complexion pale, or With gnashing teeth, he looked at the Duke of Byrne from the south, standing on the stairs second only to the throne.
They who have never been qualified to step on this ladder bow their heads slightly, thinking they hide their expressions and reactions very well; in fact, from Loren's perspective, they are simply unobstructed.
When Eckhardt II met himself, it was probably the same?
Loren suddenly had some clear comprehension.
"Of course, I know that you will not easily believe me, believe in a duke from the south; but there is one thing, I must tell you..." Loren whispered, his voice in the great hall Under the blessing of the dome, it became thick and powerful:
"You don't need to count on the reinforcements of His Royal Highness Brandon Desalion, we must use our own strength to defeat the Azores outside the city!"
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In the dead hall, the former magistrate who is always silent is coldly snorted.
"Maybe you think I’m alarmist, yes, I can tell you that the army of the empire is coming one after another—Boy, East Sacrament, Allerman, Arles...Bran... Your Highness and Duchy’s armies are all gathering at Imperial Capital, and the total proportion is no less than 200,000...but!"
The black hair wizard changed his words: "Such a huge army, if We can know their existence, and the enemy can know their existence; if they know...what do you think they will do?"
"I can tell you another very unfortunate news before I go On the way to Imperial Capital, the southern part of East Sacrament has been occupied by the Azores, the planned marching route of the army has been blocked, and the battle flag of the Azores has been erected at the top of the towers in Forgetown;"
"On the Eboden line, the Minister of Military Service Severin Dessalion is still struggling, but he is about to face another army of elves that has arrived in Eboden. The total strength will not be less than one hundred thousand. ;"
"On the Western Front, Duke of Lottere Ruben Fried defended Deep Limburg, and he may retreat to the Eagles at any time due to heavy casualties-everyone may have no idea, but if Luo Tyre’s army retreats to the Eagle’s Fort, and the entire Lothar is already open. The enemy can launch a general offensive from the west to the Imperial Capital at any time."
"Lotaire in the west, and in the north. The Eboden Line, the south of the city that is now being besieged and the already occupied furnace town east of the Gem River, plus the Azorean elves now outside the city..."
, Loren couldn't help laughing-the laughter sounded very mocking in the ears of the noble congressmen and the royal cabinet.
"You guys... haven't you noticed that we have been surrounded by the enemy?"
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"Loren ·Torino's plan... is probably outside the Imperial Capital city, encircling us on all sides, right?"
Looking at the map in his hand, the elf Prince touched the chin while trying to figure it out.
"Enclosed on all sides?!"
An incredible look flashed across Anson Zade’s face, and then he immediately said: "You mean the purpose of his raid on the blockade , Not just..."
"Not just to lift the siege of Imperial Capital and build prestige... That guy is not so boring, or a guy like that kind of coward, won’t do it for this The simple purpose is to do such a big fanfare."
Roderia stretched out, his expression mixed with impatient expression.
Coward... This is probably the "image" of the black hair wizard in the eyes of the elf Prince.
This guy is the kind of guy who clearly holds a lot of powerful hole cards, but he doesn’t let go as a last resort; he pretends that he always wants to stake all on one throw. Actually I was prepared early on what to do if something happens...cautiously cautious.
This kind of guy doesn't do anything that is hot in his head.
Destroying the blockade...If it looks like it is actually very detrimental to him, although he won the victory, it also allowed the Azores to regroup their scattered forces, and immediately confront the Imperial Conditions for Capital to launch an offense.
Even if the occupied areas are retaken, the army encircled in the Imperial Capital city will not be able to regain control over these areas; in addition to boosting morale, the casualties caused are actually...just like that.
"...So, his real purpose must be in order to the imperial army that is about to arrive to clear the way and fight a real battle of annihilation outside the Imperial Capital city."
"Although I don't know where he has such great confidence." Rodria Azores pouted and couldn't help but sighed: "If he succeeds, or take ten thousand steps back on the battlefield We have to retreat to Eboden..."
"Then this war is about the life and death of the Azores..." The face of the young elf was so severe that his temples were soaked with cold sweat:
"It's about to end, isn't it?!"
"Almost."
The elf Prince shrugged with a nonchalant expression.
Yes, you don’t need to care about anything at that point; even if it can separate the ancient wood forest and Eboden, the empire will never let the Azores go.
When the time comes, the war will last for fifty years, one hundred years, two hundred years...The Azores, whose population, territory, and resources are at an absolute disadvantage, are only a matter of time before they are destroyed.
What's the point of such a hopeless future, even if it can be won?
"Loren Torino, he is the kind of guy who doesn’t have absolute confidence or as a last resort, so he won’t make a move. Since he appeared outside the Imperial Capital city, he said that the Ming Emperor’s army has already Begin to assemble and prepare for a real decisive battle with us."
"One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand...heaven knows how many troops they can assemble, but no matter how many are we are now absolutely resisting Nothing."
"Before the war begins, the minimum advantage must be obtained-even if we really cannot conquer the entire empire, we must at least lay down two or three Duchy territory to gain a firm foothold. Contend." The little fairy Prince said solemnly.
In his mind, a basic strategic policy has basically taken shape.
Xiong Yingwang's failure marked that the Azorean elves' goal of destroying the entire empire with a war has been declared bankrupt, but at the moment they still occupy a considerable strength and advantage in the situation.
Since the complete destruction and peace talks are completely useless, then we can only retreat and choose separatism, linking the land that has been controlled and the land that will be controlled into one piece, and establish a brand-new Azor elven kingdom.
By then, the Desalion family, who lost the Imperial Capital and most of the Imperial Family, will lose their natural rule of the empire; the remaining territory of the empire will be split into several duchy alliances; while the elves can Relying on strong forces to maintain a unified situation will form an absolute advantage over Human Kingdom.
As for when will it be possible to destroy all of the Human Kingdom and achieve the great cause of the revival of the Azores... That goal is too far away, and it is not within my own consideration for the time being.
"Lotaire, Western Sacrament, Eboden...These three duchy are the territories we want to take. In order to achieve our goal, we must immediately attack the Imperial Capital!"
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"We must... attack the Azores before they decide to attack the Imperial Capital!"
black hair wizard cuts the railroad :
"The victory of the war depends on the initiative. It depends on who is more prepared, who has more detailed information, and who can have more sufficient battle strength in a more limited environment."
p>"If you want to defend the Imperial Capital, then you must guard the entire city wall, spread more than half of the forces on all the city walls, and can be assembled to effectively annihilate the enemy at most only half;"
"Half of the force is unable to form an absolute advantage over the Azores; even in terms of the battle strength of both sides, the weaker party is likely to be us!"
" , If we don’t want to wait until the Azorean elves’ reinforcements destroy the Eboden line, don’t want to wait until the furnace town becomes a piece of scorched earth, don’t want to wait for Lothar to be torn to pieces... don’t want to wait until the Azores elves come to the city and encircle the Imperial Capital. At that time, a hundred thousand two hundred thousand and three hundred thousand wizard warriors wielding a long knife smashed the door open and attacked the sky palace..."
"We...can't just sit and wait for death, but take the initiative to fight!" black hair The wizard took a step forward and scanned the entire hall with a sharp gaze:
"For this reason, for the continuation of the empire, for the continuation of the Queen of Ten Thousand Cities, and for everyone here to continue to enjoy every peace of mind. In a carefree afternoon, I ask you and order you..."
"Imperial Capital is fully prepared for battle, gathers all its forces, and faces the enemy outside the city!"
"As for The time for the battle... is set in three days." Little Elf Prince said flatly.
"Three days?!"
"We can't give Loren Torino time to reorganize the forces and resources on hand... The more time left to him, the more fully prepared he will be; It might be our advantage to change to other guys, but that coward who is too cautious..."
Roderia shook his head: "In short, the faster you prepare, the better you will be for us. Favorable-it can't be too late, it may be too late."
"I guess that guy might have a similar plan, if we can drive us from the West Sackland area before the army converges. Then, the empire’s army can separate us from the army on the west and destroy them one by one."
"Therefore, we only have three days, at most three days, we must grab the Azores and attack the city again. , Or before attempting to regain control of the Western Sacrament region, launch a general offensive." black hair wizard said solemnly:
"In three days, our victory or defeat...will determine the fate of the empire!"