A notice was pasted next to the four gates of the capital of the Kingdom of Light, on the notice boards in the square in front of the palace, and on every place used for publicity and announcements in every city in every country.
On the notice, a few short lines were written in the common language and the local official language.
"The final battle against the Orcs will be launched during the new year. At that time, heroes from all over the world, nobles and lords of every country, including human gods from various god systems, will participate in the war. We are now recruiting all warriors who are willing to participate in the war and fight alongside us. All travel expenses, accommodation, equipment, and generous rewards will be provided. There will also be gods who will be in charge of guiding souls, as well as high compensation and perfect funeral arrangements. "
Beside many of the notices, there were also people in charge of publicity. These publicity personnel's statements were not only based on the contents of the notice, but also varied.
For example, someone publicized, "Those who defeat the Orcs and make great contributions can become lords, and those who make small contributions can become officials. Even if there is no contribution, just helping to move things, at least you can get enough wealth for your whole family to eat and drink for several years."
Someone publicized, "People will die in war, but people will die eventually. It's worth it to risk your life and fight for a glorious future for your family! People who live in this life should leave something for their family. The martyrs of this war will be taken care of by the churches of the gods. Even if you die, your family can be guaranteed a lifetime of stability! "
Someone publicized, "For so many years, it has always been the Orcs attacking and us defending. Now it's finally our turn to attack them! What else is there to think about? If we defeat the Orcs this time, we will never have to worry about the Orcs invading us again! "
Someone publicized, "What are we most afraid of? It's not that we are afraid of death, but that we will fall into the underworld and into hell after we die. Although we all believe in gods, who can guarantee that they will definitely go to the God's Kingdom after they die? Now is the best opportunity. As long as we participate in this war, whether we die on the battlefield or not, we will definitely be guided to the God's Kingdom after we die! So what is there to hesitate about? An opportunity to completely solve the problem at once is a chance that we will never encounter again in this lifetime! "
At the same time, there were countless bards spreading propaganda in taverns, plazas, and streets. They either sang praises of the heroes who fought against the Orcs in the past, or boasted about the lucky ones who obtained wealth and status in the war against the Orcs, or accused the Orcs of invading and attacking humans in the past.
The various churches of the human gods also took action. The clergymen walked among the believers and called on them to fight for the glory of the gods, for the glory of mankind, and for their own glory. He encouraged them to summon up their courage, make up their minds, and step onto the battlefield with their heads held high. Furthermore, all the churches had promised that in this battle, be it the king or the archbishop, all the higher-ups of human society would be involved in the battle. Not a single one of them would hide in the safety of the rear.
Not only that, but this time, even the human gods would participate in the battle without a single survivor. They would do their best and spare no expense, leaving no room for retreat. They would either win a complete victory or suffer a crushing defeat. Humans would not accept the third outcome!
All kinds of propaganda, reliable and unreliable, and ridiculous, flooded all the media and channels, just like the bombardment of information in the future. Even in Void City's "TV Video Program," there were people who spent a lot of money to buy advertisements … If it was not for the "War God Who Doesn't Sleep," Xiu Ge, who was in charge of publicity, who discovered it in time, they might have really rented it out and made a big joke out of themselves.
Because of this, Xiu Ge flew into a rage and scolded the group of people in the publicity department. The scariest thing was that as a chosen one, he had inexhaustible energy. He could work day and night, scolding people from morning to night, and then from night to morning, without any problems. After being scolded by him once, even the brave men with bones of steel and skin of bronze would be scared out of their wits and would definitely not dare to do it again in the future.
With such powerful propaganda, the entire human society was quickly and thoroughly mobilized. Whether it was the South or the North, the East or the West, everyone was busy.
Brave or devout people signed up to join the army. Among them, the strong ones were armed and received military training, while the weak ones were arranged to be engaged in military production, preparing weapons, consumables, and storing food.
The products of all the territories were no longer freely circulated, but were distributed after research in order to produce with the highest efficiency and obtain the most benefits. The residents living in the remote areas were collectively moved back to the prosperous hinterland to engage in various production jobs. And those who originally had a lot of wealth donated their property to purchase all kinds of needed things.
The entire human society was gradually turning into a terrible war machine.
Of course, there were exceptions. The areas where the gods they believed in decided to be neutral were exceptions.
For example, Garth City.
Leon Igor stood on the highest balcony of the city lord's residence, looking in the direction of the teleportation portal in the city.
Many humans and orcs were hurrying through the teleportation portal. If it were not for the guards maintaining order, the square where the teleportation portal was located would have been in a mess.
Kalisa Riley, the nominal city lord of Garth City, his wife, came up behind him.
"Since the general mobilization order was issued, there are more and more people rushing to the Kingdom of Light," she said worriedly. "Should we simply close the teleportation portal now? Lest we cause trouble … "
"The time when the Lord decides to close the teleportation portal is when the two sides officially declare war. Before that, no matter how much pressure there is, we have to continue to maintain the operation of the teleportation portal," Leon replied. "Moreover, this little chaos is nothing."
He smiled and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'm here."
Kalisa hugged him from behind, put her head on his back, and listened to his slow and steady heartbeat.
Gradually, she, who was originally full of worries, also calmed down.
"The Flame Queen (Goddess of Love) just sent an oracle and told me that the scale of this war will be very large. The human god system and the orc god system are all ready to do their best. Both sides are frantically trying to rope in allies. In the end, it is likely to develop into a war of more than ten god systems — a war that has never happened in the history of this world. "
"No matter how many gods participate in the war, it will be like this anyway. There is nothing to worry about," Leon said with a smile. "No matter what, I will protect you."
Kalisa did not say anything more. She hugged him tightly and closed her eyes.
Although the war was coming, she had no fear.
He was her hero. They had survived such a huge crisis that year together. No matter what happened in the future, there was nothing to be afraid of!
Leon looked into the distance, his face smiling calmly, but his heart was full of worry.
(His Majesty the Void Mask insists on being neutral, but if the two sides really kill each other to the point of desperation, can we really continue to maintain a neutral position?)
He sighed deeply and hid all his worries in the bottom of his heart. He silently calculated the things that needed to be dealt with in the future.
The more dangerous and difficult the situation was, the calmer he had to be. His Majesty was a jellyfish and never cared about what others thought of him. But as the leader of the people of Garth, as the Archbishop of the Church of the Void Mask, he must let everyone see a calm and unhurried side of himself. Only then could he stabilize the army's morale!
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