In the palace hall of Niyah, a large number of high-ranking officials of the empire were whispering to each other. The atmosphere was very tense, and many people were arguing with each other. The information from the border, as well as the demands of the Holy Seville Empire, had also been delivered to Niyah. They had also given the Crete Empire a time limit to make a decision.
Prime Minister Tembor's face was gloomy. After all, he was the main advocate of the abolition of the Orc Slavery Act, and he was also the one who had been asked to take responsibility for it.
When the Holy Seville Empire's army arrived, he was the one who had the greatest impact. No one would remember that when the orc slavery bill was passed, most of the people present were the beneficiaries. They would only remember that he, Tembor, was the one who had brought war and disaster to them.
Many of the officials and nobles sent by the emperor were constantly making unfavorable remarks about Prime Minister Tembor. As for Emperor Zolman II, he was constantly making small moves in private. He was not just dissatisfied with his uncle, but rather, he hated him. As soon as he had the chance, Zolman II would immediately get rid of him and regain his power.
On the table in the center was a map of the Crete Empire, as well as the direction of the Holy Seville Empire's troops. Many of the generals and nobles were gathered together, trying to figure out which route the Holy Seville Empire would take to enter the Crete Empire.
"The Crete Empire claims to have 800,000 troops. According to our calculations and intelligence, they should have 340,000 troops, including hundreds of thousands of knights. With such an elite force, it would be difficult for us to deal with such a large army in a hurry."
"Of the three to four hundred thousand soldiers, they can only enter from here and here. The other places can't accommodate the advance of such a large number of troops, and they can easily be intercepted and intercepted by us. They can only set off from these two routes. The most likely route is to go straight down the Red River Plains, pass through the Depps Grand Canyon, and then go all the way to the Imperial Capital from here without any obstructions."
Someone immediately said, "But in front of us, we have more than a dozen cities and several impregnable fortresses. Even if we have to deal with them in a hurry, as long as we mobilize for war, we can mobilize enough soldiers to deal with this war. We are not afraid of the Holy Seville Empire's invasion."
"Yes, we also have strong soldiers and legions. We are the mighty Crete Empire, and we are not afraid of any enemy."
At this moment, Cardinal Leon of the Church of Light, who was sitting at the back, stood up. He was wearing a solemn red robe with black edges. The front and back of the robe were embroidered with the Holy Sun Pattern. He looked at everyone present and said, "Today, I am here to represent the Pope and announce that the Church of Light will not participate in this war."
The scene was in an uproar. The support of the Church of Light and its legions were very important to the Crete Empire. Now that the Church of Light had directly announced that it would not support the war, the Crete Empire had lost a powerful force and support.
At this time, Emperor Zolman II stood up. "Why do we have to go to war? Have you asked all the nobles present, as well as the civilians of the entire Crete Empire?"
"What we need is peace and stability. Why do we have to make such a stupid choice for such a stupid thing? We can choose to live in peace with the Holy Seville Empire, not …"
Emperor Zolman II strongly criticized Prime Minister Tembor. Most of the nobles also began to move. Launching such a war was not in their interests, and it was completely unnecessary. Although many of them were Prime Minister Tembor's trusted aides, they had their own positions and interests, and they did not want to sacrifice their lives for Tembor.
At this time, a guard rushed in from outside the city, holding a letter from the Urabell Province.
"It's a letter from Count Tito!
Has the orc slave rebellion in the Urabell Province come to an end? "
The emperor immediately took the letter from the guard's hand. Count Tito was Tembor's nephew and Emperor Zolman II's cousin. However, he was indeed a staunch ally of Duke Tembor, as he was the one who had suppressed the orc rebellion in Urabell.
He was slowly and steadily destroying the rebellion in the Urabell Province. At the same time, he was constantly weakening the power of Emperor Zolman II in the Urabell Province. Once he completely destroyed the rebellion, Urabell would no longer belong to the royal family. This made Zolman II hate his cousin very much.
However, at this moment, when he saw the letter, he smiled. As long as Count Tito quelled the rebellion, he could use the 200,000 slaves to negotiate and trade with the Holy Seville Empire, thereby weakening the power and influence of Duke Tembor, and even completely removing him from the position of Prime Minister. This was Zolman II's goal!
However, after reading the letter, Zolman II's face changed from smiling to livid. He didn't even notice that the letter had slipped from his fingertips. As for Duke Tembor, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Duke Tembor picked up the letter, looked at it, and passed it to all the nobles around him. He held his cane with both hands, his fingers constantly tapping the gem on the cane. "We have no chance to negotiate anymore!
The war between humans and orcs is inevitable. When we receive this letter, the orcs at the border will also receive the news at the same time. They will immediately cross the border and launch a war against us.
Everyone, there is no time to hesitate. I suggest that we immediately draft a war mobilization order to deal with this war. "
Maple Leaf City was low-lying, located at the corner of the lower reaches of the Na 'Mi River. It was originally a big city with beautiful scenery, surrounded by mountains and rivers. But now, the entire valley and the area within a hundred miles had turned into a vast swamp area.
There were corpses floating everywhere on the surface of the water. A large number of corpses had been soaked in the water and had turned pale, giving off a foul stench. On the surface of the water, corpses stretched endlessly all the way to the sky. Inside and outside the city, there were so many corpses that even boats couldn't move. Everyone who saw this tragic scene vomited.
Several fishing boats carried more than a dozen soldiers as they rowed into the city. Along the way, thousands of corpses constantly passed by them. As the oars hit the bodies of these corpses, they caught the corners of their clothes.
Even the sun in the sky seemed to have dimmed. A chilling aura eroded their bodies. It was as if there were no living people in the entire Maple Leaf City. They seemed to hear the screams of hundreds of thousands of souls in the sky.
"This, this is simply hell!"
"Is Lord Tito really doing the right thing? Hundreds of thousands of lives! "
"The evil deeds of these orcs in Arabel are worth going to hell for!"
"But this …"
They stood up. The boats passed by the faintly visible spires of the arrow towers of Maple Leaf City. Standing in the center of this vast swamp, it was as if the entire world was filled with countless corpses. There was not a single living person in sight. This was a world of the dead.
Originally, this was the place where the Nami River had been diverted, connecting canals and several large lakes, passing through the Crete Empire and finally converging into the Red River. But now, Count Tito had dug the channel, causing the floodwaters to burst out and flood the entire city of Maple Leaf, drowning the hundreds of thousands of orcs who had been hiding in the city.
Without sacrificing a single soldier, Earl Tito had easily killed hundreds of thousands of orcs who had been defending the city. If Earl Tito's tens of thousands of regular soldiers and knights wanted to take down Maple Leaf City, he would have needed even more soldiers and reinforcements. Moreover, it would have taken even more time and heavy casualties to take down the city.
But now, Earl Tito had taken care of his enemies in the fastest and most convenient way possible. Hundreds of thousands of orcs were drowned in the torrential flood in panic and disbelief.
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