The next day.
* Sha sha sha … *
Elvin and Olivia sat facing each other on the two sides of the large desk. Several pens floated above the sheets of white paper, quickly recording the information sent back by the spiritual seagulls that had been released.
The number and grade of warships on the main routes, the number of merchant ships on Shilius, the types of goods, the size of the land, the distribution of troops, the situation of the war between the Alliance and Shilius … Everything was reported back.
At this moment.
The small library in the redoubt had become a combat analysis room that belonged solely to the two of them.
Gör's injuries had been completely healed, and now they only needed to wait for him to wake up.
It just so happened that the priests accompanying the army were holding a blessing ceremony for Gör, adding another layer of insurance for his smooth recovery. Elvin and Olivia, who were not clerics, were directly 'chased' out.
In addition, with the Storm Horn's maximum speed, it would take about twenty-five days to arrive, but that did not mean that they could do nothing before then.
Elvin went to the two commanding officers of the base and requested to participate in the war.
This unexpected request made the two commanding officers overjoyed. A powerful Tier 3 Transcendent was an absolute deterrent no matter where he went, especially in the Southern Continent that was currently at a disadvantage due to Shilius' surprise attack.
A Tier 3 Transcendent could do a lot of things after joining. Even if they only saw the tip of the iceberg of Elvin's strength, it was enough for them to treat him as an equal.
Elvin did not need to worry about it himself. The two major generals had already contacted the military to help him with the various procedures and transfer orders, officially joining the Southern Continent's naval defense system as a powerful reinforcement.
Elvin also immediately sent a message to Crown Princess Levina through the spirit realm messenger, explaining the situation. He also learned from her that his aunt was already on her way to the Southern Continent.
Although he was a step late, he was not too worried about his aunt's safety. He stationed seagulls to keep an eye on the situation of the route, and if it really did not work out, he could just make another trip himself.
Currently, Elvin's main targets were the Steel Knight Kungang Taita and the commander of the Shilius fleet, Doyle Griffith.
Doyle Griffith was a powerful and experienced Grand Knight who was over sixty years old. He might not be able to deal with him for the time being.
However, the Steel Knight Kun Gang Taita, who was merely a senior Knight, was already on Elvin's must-kill list.
'This person is also the main culprit who almost caused Uncle Gör to lose his life. As long as I have the chance, I'll definitely take his life!'
Olivia, who was in a military uniform but hadn't activated False Face, exited the mental network that the seagulls had just built. She slowly opened her eyes and reported the information she was in charge of to Elvin.
"Elvin, Kungang Taita and his Steel Dragon have never left the naval base at Luanda Cape. However, the quasi-legendary battleship 'Red Maple' is very active at sea with its powerful mobility.
The 'Northern Cold Wind' stationed at the Nigerian colony in the northern Bay of Benin has also set off, but it hasn't engaged in battle yet. "
The Lobito colony where Luanda Cape was located was the largest independent colony of Shilius in the Southern Continent. It was also one of the areas with the richest natural resources such as minerals and forestry in the entire Southern Continent.
After two hundred years of exploration, about one billion carats of natural diamonds, 1.7 billion tons of iron ore, and 200 million tons of phosphate rock had been found. It had a forest area of 53 million hectares and a forest coverage rate of 35%. It was the second largest forest resource producer in the Southern Continent. It produced precious woods such as ebony, white sandalwood, red sandalwood, mahogany, and so on.
Its geographical location was less than two thousand kilometers north of the 'Treasure Tree Bay'. It was a place that could be called a treasure bowl.
The Nigerian colony was also the largest colony of Shilius in the Southern Continent. It was also the only coal producing area in the western part of the continent. It was also rich in iron ore.
Besmir was not around at this time. As a mage who could walk side by side with Elvin on the path of wizardry, Olivia had naturally taken over part of the mental network and acted as his confidential secretary.
The pen that was automatically recording information paused for a moment. Elvin, who was sitting opposite her, winked at Olivia.
"Hersey, call me Lord General!"
In the Spiritual Realm, neither of them bothered about how this game of hide-and-seek started, nor what kind of mental journey they went through in the middle. It was natural for them to have different identities, and there was a different kind of intimacy between them.
"Pfft ~"
Knowing that this guy was teasing her again, Olivia could not help but roll her eyes at him. He looked like a decent person on the surface, but he was actually not that decent after getting to know him better.
It turned out that when she was little Rody, she thought that Elvin did not know about her identity, so she did not feel anything. But after they had a showdown, she felt that she was at a disadvantage.
"And, how do you know the name Hersey?"
Suddenly, she realized that something was wrong. She stared at Elvin with a pair of big blue eyes.
"Oh, your mother told me at the banquet last time."
"Eh? How can this be … "
But at this time, a group of soldiers happened to pass by outside the window. Olivia quickly stopped talking.
Then, she heard the soldiers talking faintly.
"… I don't know how many of the wounded soldiers stationed at the Landes Gold Mine will survive in the end. After being defeated, they scattered and fled. It's terrible. Fortunately, we … "
"Yes, thank you …"
The two in the library looked at each other. Combined with the information in the mental network, they already knew what happened in the base.
A group of wounded soldiers who were defeated at the Landes Gold Mine had just been transferred to Tedardis Fortress, the most important and the last public base of the Alliance in the Southern Continent.
It was conceivable that in the coming days, as the war continued to worsen, this kind of situation would continue to happen. The wounded soldiers and logistics would also become a huge burden on the Alliance and the base.
Especially when many soldiers who were sent to the wounded camp died of infection and pus (those who suffered severe blood loss could not survive until here). This caused the indirect death toll to exceed the direct death toll, which would be a major blow to the morale of the Alliance.
As for the divine spells of the priests, of course, they could be used to save lives. However, divine spells did not have the concept of microbial pathogens. The [Divine Spell: Remove Disease], which was effective against inflammation, could only be performed by a clergyman who was at least a Second Order Hierarch.
They could not "produce" divine spells. To put it bluntly, they were borrowing the power of the gods. These priests were at most porters of the divine spells. Even if they were made of iron, how many nails could they make?
"Let's go to the wounded camp and have a look."
"Okay!"
Since the main target was not moving for the time being, the rest of the intelligence gathering was just a side project to provide reference for the Alliance's next strategic decision. There was no need to rush.
When they walked out of the library, Olivia had changed back into Captain Rhodes's appearance. This appearance was more convenient in the army.
"Ah!"
"My hand, my hand!"
“.....”
When they arrived at the specially planned wounded barracks outside the bastion, the place was already filled with wails. A group of doctors were also stationed here under the leadership of two priests, one of whom was a priest and the other an imam.
Due to the current medical conditions, there was a limit to what they could do.
They used tweezers to remove the lead pellets, disinfected the wounds with alcohol, applied medicine, and re-bandaged the wounds. Being able to perform simple sutures on large sword-type wounds was already a superb skill.
The advantage was that they had enough holy water reserves for the time being to supply some of the seriously injured.
However, the biggest problem was that the Black Iron Cross Church had no foundation in the Southern Continent. For the Anumar, who were slaves, other than the maverick "Starry Night Church", the other churches of the true gods did not accept their faith.
Accepting faith meant accepting human rights, which was not in line with the interests of the various countries.
Therefore, the local production of holy water was very limited, and in a large-scale war, local support was needed.
When more wounded soldiers arrived, even the low concentration of holy water was bound to be insufficient.
As for now.
The first to retreat was a group of cavalry belonging to the Duchy of Tulip. They were equipped with muskets and horses. There were about three hundred of them in total. Obviously, four legs were faster than two legs.
Only a few of the cavalrymen were unscathed. Most of them were either lightly or heavily injured. Even the number of seriously injured people accounted for a quarter of the group. Many of them retreated here with their companions after emergency bandaging.
"Your Excellency, please save Shandy! He is only sixteen years old. It would be a pity for such a young life to be buried in a place so far away from home.
Even the supreme goddess would pity him! "
The cavalry captain, who was not seriously injured, pleaded for his subordinates in front of the middle-aged priest.
Whether it was a gunshot wound or a sword wound, it could cause serious bacterial infection. This cavalry soldier named Shandy, who had just reached adulthood, had many gunshot wounds on his body.
Some of the wounds had eroded and swelled up higher than bread. The wounds wrapped in gauze had reddish-yellow fluid oozing out. He was even talking nonsense due to his high fever.
Anyone with a little common sense would know that his wounds were severely inflamed and suppurated. Especially in the hot and harsh climate of the Southern Continent, the rate of deterioration of the wounds was much faster than in other places. This situation was almost a death sentence.
When the middle-aged priest heard this, he could not help but show a troubled expression.
It was not that he did not want to save Shandy.
Although extraordinary abilities had the potential to create miracles, the magic potions of the wizards, the healing spells of the priests, and the holy water were scarce resources in the face of a large number of wounded soldiers.
[Second-order divine spell, Disease Removal] was similar to stimulating the immunity of the individual. It was not limited to any type of disease and had a very wide range of application.
But to save Shandy, who was so sick, it would take a lot of divine spells. Even if the divine spells were released, the chances of saving him were not high.
Moreover, once this precedent was set, when more wounded soldiers arrived, even if the priests were exhausted, it would not be enough.
In the silent stalemate, a clear voice sounded behind him. It was like a savior.
"Let me give it a try!"
A calm and composed young general had already walked into the casualty barracks with his attendant.
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