After experiencing the beauty of power, Charles II knew very well what this feeling would bring. After losing control of the country, this monarch felt that his life seemed to have lost its meaning. Walking in the still gorgeous palace, his heart suddenly felt extremely empty.
Was it worth it to win this war?
But now there was no room for regret. The only thing Charles II could do was sit in his study and read the decree issued by Queio while waiting for the time to go to war.
Before this, Charles II also thought about using the mages of the Dragon Tower, but he imagined that these mages could be directly sent to the battlefield to destroy the enemy's soldiers. However, Queio's approach was the complete opposite. Regardless of whether they were of high or low rank, these mages were quickly arranged into the logistics department, and their respective tasks were assigned to each mage.
What they did was not very technical. They were just to assist the ordinary engineers to quickly transport logistics supplies to Enrique City. Although skills such as "Magician's Hand" and "Levitation" were only basic skills for these mages, they greatly improved the speed of logistics transportation. At the same time, a team of mages was specially sent to deal with the road from the imperial city to Enrique City. The purpose was to smooth the muddy road and make it suitable for carriages to pass.
Charles II carefully thought about it and realized that he had completely ignored Roddy's strength in logistics.
It was a miracle in itself that he could still keep up with the supply line that was thousands of kilometers long after advancing 300 kilometers. Charles II stared at the map in a daze. After a sudden realization, what emerged was frustration … Because this problem was too basic, but he had never paid attention to it from the beginning to the end. As a result, a good hand of cards led to the current situation …
He suddenly lost interest in continuing to read and threw the stack of papers to the side. Charles II looked at the sunlight outside the window in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, someone knocked on the door. A Guardian Knight in military uniform walked in and knelt on one knee. "Your Majesty, the troops are ready."
Charles II naturally was not joking when he said that he was going to the battlefield. However, he was no longer as impassioned as he was a few days ago in the council hall. Looking at the Knight in front of him, he slowly got up and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Got it, Lyme. How long will it take for us to arrive?"
"Your Majesty, about two days will be enough. The road has been repaired and strengthened. If there is no mud, the marching speed can be increased by 30%."
"Where are our mages?"
Charles II looked at the corridor, because at this time, the royal Magisters would definitely accompany them.
Lyme paused for a moment, then replied hesitantly, "Lord Queil said … Archmages can help with the logistics before the battle, so he sent Kallerton and Turian to the town outside the city to help with the transportation of supplies …"
At the side, Charles II was stunned for a few seconds. Finally, he sighed and said, "Lord Queil's understanding and grasp of war is not something I can compare with. Now, only the Dragons can save this kingdom. Since he has made such an arrangement, it naturally makes sense …"
It sounded like he was talking to Lyme, but he was actually trying to convince himself. When he stood up, Charles II's face was very haggard. There was no need to change into heavy armor for the journey, so he had already put on casual clothes suitable for the journey and followed Lyme out of the city.
In order to save money and raise funds for the battle, many of the servants in the palace had been dismissed. Thus, when he walked out, the familiar corridors and halls were empty. Many of the paintings and decorations that were originally displayed here had been sold off. This showed Charles II's determination for the war.
When they walked out of the palace, the Queen, who was already in tears, stood in front of the white stairs with her four children. Charles II said goodbye to them in a choked voice, then directly mounted the white horse and headed out of the city under the protection of hundreds of royal knights.
"I will ask Lord Queil to leave a Magister to protect your safety."
This was Charles II's farewell words. The eldest and second princes were still young, so they could only stay in the palace. The young Princess Clauris and Rowling snuggled up to their mother, watching their father embark on an unknown journey.
"I hope I can still come back … and sit on that throne …"
Charles II turned his head to look back at the palace that was mainly white, and his heart could not help but think. But looking at the silent knights in front of him, he felt more and more confused. What was he fighting for now?
*****
May 23rd, outside the city of Rayena.
Count Moore dismounted his horse, and the servant beside him hurried over to support him. However, the Count's legs were still very agile. After he dismounted from the horse, the only discomfort he felt was his crotch. The muddy road from the territory had been impossible for carriages to travel in the recent days, so he gritted his teeth and rode his horse here.
He glanced at Nora, who was beside him, and said, "Can we meet the Prime Minister here?"
Nora shook her head, and directly led the group into the military camp in front of her. After passing through many checkpoints, she brought Count Moore into the core area of the military camp — Sodelor's command tent.
"Reporting, Commander! CIA Secret Service 3 Nora has been ordered to bring Count Moore to the military camp, and requests an audience! "
"Oh?" The voice inside hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Approved. Let them in."
Hearing Sodelor's voice, Nora, who had been calm all this while, finally became a little agitated. In fact, Earl Moore could have come in himself, but she couldn't resist making use of this opportunity in order to see Sodelor …
The tent was simple, but everything was neat and tidy, and unusually clean. Count Moore had been observing his surroundings ever since he entered the military camp. Here, he didn't see the usual "mess" of a military camp. It could even be said that … the average level of hygiene in this military camp was not much worse than his own manor.
Seeing Sodelor's tall figure, Count Moore immediately bowed, but he didn't notice Nora blinking her eyes. Sodelor glanced helplessly at Teflin, then returned Moore's greeting. "My lord, your meeting with the Prime Minister has been arranged for this afternoon, but not here …"
Roddy had named Moore as an advisor. As there was only one road, Sodelor first had Moore come to Rayena for a "transit", and this conversation with Count Moore was a simple "knock" on Moore's head. "The decisive battle will probably start in Enrique in the next few days. Eiffta's forces are currently building a road to Enrique, and Rayena is now their rear base. The Prime Minister is currently in Lannis."
Moore's mind quickly came up with a strategic map. He had previously speculated that Rayena would be the battleground, but Eiffta had advanced too quickly, and it sounded like they had chosen Enrique as the battleground of their own accord …
To an "expert," the meaning behind this sentence was huge.
The relationship between initiative and passive in a war often determined the outcome. When one side could choose the battlefield, the other side would often be at an absolute disadvantage. But Moore was puzzled. Since they had chosen Enrique as the battleground, why were they still allowing the royal forces to gather there?
He knew that Sodelor was revealing this information to test him, and so the next question was crucial. "Are they planning to attack Enrique in advance? Like what they did to Rayena? "
Sodelor did not answer directly, only smiling. "You can discuss this with the Prime Minister. I'm only in charge of execution, and can't reveal more."
He actually had some respect for Moore, but he could not show it at the moment. After all, Sodelor was now the commander of Eiffta's forces, and not the unknown little baron from before.
The exchange was mostly for familiarity and courtesy. After that, Moore was arranged to go to the barracks for a meal, and then to go to Lannis in the afternoon.
As soon as he left, Nora threw herself into Sodelor's arms without a care for her image. The latter's body stiffened at the passion, and he said anxiously, "Come down … It won't be good if someone sees us …"
But Nora had a keen sense of hearing, and naturally knew that no one was outside, so she boldly clung to him to express her longing.
Sodelor had only gone out on a few dates with her, and he himself had never been in a relationship before, so such a scene left him at a loss. But Nora was in the intelligence agency, and she spent her days learning how to get along with all sorts of people. Even if she did not know much about this, she had learned quite a bit … She deliberately twisted around Sodelor's body a few times, and then raised her face to kiss him. Only then did the latter stop the nonsense, and obediently enjoyed the temporary peace of war.
But the two still restrained themselves, and did not do anything else in the tent. At one in the afternoon, Nora bade farewell to Sodelor and continued heading north with Earl Moore to Lannis Town.
Earl Moore, who had a meal in the barracks canteen, had his horizons broadened. He had never seen such a well-organized barracks before. But all his amazement turned into shock the moment he stepped onto the truck. It had only been an hour, and the Bordeaux River appeared before his eyes …
"We're here already?"
Even on a fast horse, it would take at least a day to get there, but how long had it been? Even the sun didn't seem to have deviated much!
He wasn't the first to be shocked by the speed of transportation, but he definitely had the deepest understanding of its effects. In Earl Moore's military philosophy, there was always the concept of 'speed is the most important thing in war'. The reason he could successfully drive away the orcs last year was because he had mobilized all the forces he could, amassing a large force in a short period of time, and finally barely achieved his strategic objective.
But now? When he realized that Roddy had such a fast transportation route, he finally understood how he could flatten a territory of three hundred kilometers in a week …
After alighting, Moore realized that he did not enter the messy Lannis Town. The neat barracks before him was almost identical to the one outside La Jena. After Nora handed over her mission, Earl Moore was led by a guard to the center of the barracks. But when the guard stopped, Earl Moore looked ahead curiously. There were tents on both sides, but there was only a single rock protruding from the ground. What was the meaning of this?
The guard stood straight at the side without saying a word. His eyes were fixed forward like a nail. Earl Moore had never seen such a "military posture" before. Before he could think further, the boulder in front of him suddenly changed. After the illusion of camouflage was broken, an ordinary tent appeared. Earl Moore was taken aback. He then saw the flap of the tent open, and a bald man walked out. The man's strange appearance puzzled Earl Moore, but the dragon horns on both sides made him realize that he was not a human, but a dragon.
"I will inform the lord of today's events."
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