The butler didn't dare to make another sound. They all knew that the entire was full of boasting news. On one side, they raised a pig that was bigger than a cow, and on the other side, they said that the yield per mu of land was ten times higher than before … These kinds of nonsensical news were laughable to the lords, but they couldn't stop the commoners from believing them.
Sometimes, when a lie was repeated ten thousand times, even the person who made up the story would believe it. Earl Harrison absolutely did not dare to tell the truth to Charles II. This was like the emperor's new clothes. Everyone could see through it, but they did not say it out loud. They could just play dumb.
After all, he had already raised the loan. As long as they could take down the Holy Cathedral, he decided to plunder everything in it and then use the gold coins to continue advancing!
"Oh right, I also have to send that 'The Use of Mages in War' to the royal city as soon as possible. No matter what, if a large number of mages can join in this battle, the chances of victory will be higher. "
Earl Harrison was actually a guy who was very good at "pleasing the boss". Every day, he carefully read the letter from Charles II and tried to figure out the direction of the 'Royal Weekly'. After seeing that Charles II was unusually attentive to the training of mages, he immediately began to ask his mages and his butler who had good writing skills to write a "paper". That's right, he, who had never written a paper in his life, immediately had an idea when he heard that Charles II had begun to read the papers in the 'Royal Weekly'.
He proposed an outline, and his mages wrote it according to his ideas. The gist of it was to emphasize the importance of mages in war and to praise the wisdom of Charles II in "training mages" …
Submitting this paper would not only please Charles II, but also increase the strength of the army with his administrative orders. Harrison was quite proud of this.
"Everything is ready. Now we just have to wait for them!"
Feeling that he was fully prepared, Harrison slumped on the armchair and closed his eyes. "I have to rest for the next few days. If there's nothing important, don't send it to me. We'll talk about it when they arrive!"
*****
At the same time, Roddy, who was in the conference hall of the Pasha Magic Tower, read Sodelor's battle plan in its entirety. He then turned his eyes to the people in front of him and said, "If there's anything that needs to be checked and made up for, quickly bring it up."
Kardashian, Camilla, her staff, Houdini, and Akasha were all in the room. After the plan was sent over, everyone made a copy. Right now, these people were people that Roddy absolutely trusted, so he wouldn't hide anything from them.
"We still have to be careful about the Dragons, but there's nothing to do on Sodelor's side. I'll patrol the battlefield after the attack begins."
Kardashian was the first to speak, but she shook her head after saying that. "But other than the Red Dragons, I don't think anyone will really intervene in this battle."
"So if we meet other Dragons, let's see if there's a chance to build a relationship with them."
Roddy nodded. He couldn't do anything about the Dragons. They were from a higher race, so it was a problem whether they liked Efta or not. What's more, with the Red Dragons suppressing them, this kind of effort could only be said to be doing one's best and leaving it to fate.
The staff and Camilla were obviously not as calm as Kardashian. There was some excitement in their eyes. After all, this was a war that everyone had been working hard to plan for a long time, and now it was time to verify the results. Only Turcan stepped forward and said, "Prime Minister, the only thing I'm worried about now is money …"
"I'm more concerned about the five million gold coins than you are." Roddy's words caused a burst of laughter. He reached out and picked up a piece of paper from the magic circle beside him. "Ten minutes ago, the port sent a message. Lassman's envoy has arrived at the port with the goods and gold coins. You can breathe a sigh of relief now."
This kind of teasing made the atmosphere a lot more relaxed. Roddy knew that now was the time to strike while the iron was hot, so he continued, "The military airport of Dominique Castle was put into use three days ago, and the road to the Holy Temple was completed four days ago. Our fleet at the port should also find a chance to move around."
Everything he mentioned was something that the Cullen royal family didn't have or value. It was these things that would soon push the war on the entire continent to change dramatically.
"So … everyone … next, let us show them what is called a new era of war!"
"You brat, even I want to see it!"
Kardashian's voice interrupted Roddy's impassioned speech, but he didn't mind. He reached for the quill beside him, filled it with ink, and wrote the word "approved" on Sodelor's plan. This action did not go through the "cabinet", because the army that was going to war had nothing to do with the other lords. He and the other lords only discussed the issue of food, and never mentioned the army. So, from another perspective, this war was fought by Elsen City as the absolute main force.
This was actually Elsen City's war, and it was also Roddy's war. Ever since he came to this world, he understood that instead of relying on the decadent royal family to reform themselves and then fight against the demons, the real effective way was to use his own hands to wipe out everything and rebuild everything!
"Hum …"
The signed plan was placed on the square slate, and a faint blue light flashed. The slate, which he called a "fax" magic circle, instantly transmitted the image to the Central Command Camp of Paar's territory. From this moment on, Eiffta's "war preparation" phase was completely over.
The war had completely begun.
*****
May 8th, evening.
Barthez, who was squatting in the bushes 500 meters away from Paar's camp, heard the call of the assembly horn from afar as usual.
He was already used to it, and didn't even have the mood to look up. In other words, even if he looked up, he wouldn't be able to see anything in the dim sky.
Since March, Barthez and a few of his companions had been taking turns to watch this camp every day. During this time, there were two guys who wanted to take the risk of getting close to steal information, but their heads were still hanging at the entrance of the camp.
With such a lesson in mind, Barthez was no longer curious about what was in the camp. In any case, he could see the soldiers shouting slogans, running back and forth for training every day, and gathering at a fixed time at night. The number of people was always the same, and as the commander, Baron Sodelor also patrolled at a fixed time every day. The repetitive life had made him lose his patience. So much so that after the horn sounded today, he didn't even make any extra movements. He was still in a daze, holding the green foxtail that he randomly pulled out in his hand.
"Hey, when do you think this war will start?"
His companions who slipped over from a tent not far away also looked bored. Obviously, they didn't have the desire to investigate like they did a few months ago.
"Who knows? These people keep shouting all day long, and even now they don't look like they're ready for war. Maybe they're waiting for the army to attack?"
Barthez simply lay down in the grass. "Count Lys, what's the point of letting us watch Paar's territory?"
Count Lys was one of the cabinet members, and currently the most powerful noble in Eiffta apart from Sally and Roddy.
"Why do you care so much? If Eiffta falls, I think Count Lys's position is still stable. Anyway, the 'conscription order' hasn't been issued yet. Everyone is wondering if the Prime Minister has given up … "
"Give up, it's best to do less wasteful things. No one in Paar's territory is farming anymore. Just you wait, many people will probably starve to death by the end of the year. "
"Isn't that right, I really don't know what the Prime Minister is thinking."
The two chatted in low voices in the gradually darkening night. When the afterglow completely disappeared, the camp gradually returned to silence. Everything was as usual — but they didn't know that the camp, which originally had more than ten thousand people, was now almost empty.
Late at night, the sound of moving trucks rang out as usual. This was also the sound that Barthez and the others were already familiar with. For the past three months, the rumbling of the tires had become the background sound that accompanied them to sleep every night. At first, they were also curious about what was inside, but the reason was the same as before — the grass on the graves of those who tried to visit were a few meters tall now. They weren't here to risk their lives, so they just needed to report these things honestly and not look for trouble.
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