"The reason is simple." Edith did not wait for the others to ask and directly explained, "The Cage Mountain is a horizontal branch of the Impassable Mountain Range, and it's also the highest point on the border of the Kingdom of Dawn. This idea is similar to the original Impassable Defense Line. With the advantage of the terrain, the First Army's artillery can have a wider attack range, and the enemy's mobility will be limited. After all, the number of flying Devilbeasts is far less than the lowest Mad Demons. "
"Secondly, according to the Taquila, the Red Mist is more likely to gather at lower places, and the closer it is to the edge, the weaker it is. Therefore, it's easier for the witches to establish a defense line at the highest point. Based on the information we just received from the frontline, this is a precaution. "
"Lastly, His Majesty's Dawn Plan —" She paused and looked around. "We all know that this plan depends on the ores in the Cage Mountain. Before we find other substitutes, the Cage Mountain is an area that we can't give up."
No one in the hall raised any doubts.
None of them had ever seen the final product of Project Dawn, and it was difficult for them to imagine just how much energy those tiny balls contained. Roland's words made them one of the core goals of their future strategy. Roland couldn't help but feel extremely gratified.
This was probably the highest ideal in the mind of a technical dog.
"But we can't completely give up on the Kingdom of Everwinter and the Kingdom of Wolfheart," Roland looked at Edith and said, "To win the war, Graycastle needs a large number of people."
"Yes, so during the period from the appearance of the Red Mist until it completely disperses, the First Army's main task is to migrate the population and delay the enemy's advance as much as possible. I don't think the demons will wait for the Red Mist to slowly disperse. It's very likely that they'll take advantage of the momentum to build a large number of outposts, just like 400 years ago. "
The Pearl of the Northern Region paused for a moment and said, "To be honest, the First Army is helped by the Bloody Moon's sudden advance. When they see the real enemy of the foreign races, the people of the Kingdom of Everwinter and the Kingdom of Wolfheart will naturally know which side to choose. At that time, even if Iron Axe refuses to let them in, I'm afraid they'll beg to come to Graycastle. "
At this point, she raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a meaningful smile.
Even so, many people will die.
Roland sighed to himself.
In a sense, most human beings were indeed like this. He could faintly feel Edith's joy at this moment. It was probably similar to the news in the future, where the residents of the residential area who boycotted the signal tower finally got their wish and lost their cell phone signal. But before this Battle of Destiny, he couldn't just sit by and do nothing.
"This year, the Golden Twos in various places should have a great harvest," Roland instructed Barov. "Come up with a plan to transport some food to the Kingdom of Dawn to ensure that the refugees who have fled from the occupied territories have enough to eat."
"Your Majesty, if I'm not mistaken, once the intelligence is confirmed, the main force of the First Army will soon move towards the Cage Mountain, which will put a lot of pressure on the logistics." "I'm not sure if I can deliver food to the refugees on time while transporting the army's needs. Even if I rent all the ships of the Chamber of Commerce in the Fjords, it may not be enough."
This was an unavoidable problem. Even the largest sailing ship in the Fjords was far from enough in a full-scale war. Currently, the rented ships were already operating at full capacity just to transport the refugees.
"Unless... we can build a direct railway to the neighboring country..." Barov said hesitantly. Obviously, he was well aware of the cost of such a large-scale project. Every time he had to use the national treasury's funds, he was more reluctant to do so than to cut his own flesh.
"I'm afraid there's not enough time." Roland shook his head. "Furthermore, Neverwinter has invested too many resources in the railway on the Fertile Plains. If we replicate it in the Kingdom of Dawn, it will affect the production of other projects."
From the Misty Forest to the Taquila Ruins, the long river of steel that stretched across the Fertile Plains had consumed countless amounts of steel and a year and a half of the construction period. This was under the condition that the first half was repaired by Leaf and the second half was built on flat land. The terrain between Neverwinter and the Cage Mountain was obviously not as clear as that of the Fertile Plains, so it was difficult to estimate the construction period.
"Your Majesty, I think so too …" Barov heaved a sigh of relief.
"Let's make a plan based on the current situation. Don't try to save money. We can use most of the Golden Dragon. It's not the time to be stingy," Roland said. "As for the logistics, I'll think of a way."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
He then looked at Edith. "In principle, the idea of using the Cage Mountain as the dividing line is feasible. The General Staff should come up with a plan as soon as possible and then we'll have a meeting to discuss it."
For the Pearl of the Northern Region, this was a routine procedure. He also believed that with her talent, she would be able to sense the urgency of the matter even without him saying much.
"Please leave it to me," Edith said with her hand on her chest.
Roland stood up and glanced at everyone in the hall. "I've said before that the third Battle of Divine Will will be a war that will determine the fate of all human beings. Now it's here. The victory of the Taquila War is enough to prove that the defeat 400 years ago is not irreversible. I hope that everyone can fulfill their duties and play an indelible role in this war. History will remember this day! " He said loudly, "Listen up, no matter who the enemy is, I only have one request — this war must be won!"
"As you wish, Your Majesty!" everyone replied in unison.
It was destined to be a sleepless night.
As everyone left the castle conference hall, Roland stopped Tilly.
"I have something to talk to you in private."
...
After returning to the office, Roland asked Nightingale to leave first and then closed the door.
Tilly raised her eyebrows. "Even Nightingale can't hear you? It seems that you're not here to ask me about the training of the Aerial Knight Regiment. "
He did not answer. Instead, he poured a cup of iced peppermint-flavored Chaos Drink for each of them. The taste was not top-notch, but it had a good effect in easing one's mood.
Seeing that Roland did not speak, Tilly did not ask further. Instead, she sipped the drink as if she was waiting for him to break the silence.
Roland stared at his "nominal" sister with mixed feelings. Compared to the former Princess Tilly, the current Tilly Wimbledon seemed to be much calmer. She was more like a leader, both in terms of expression and behavior. However, compared to her current appearance, he still preferred to see the little girl nestled beside Anna in the middle of winter, casually tiptoeing, flipping through a pile of books, laughing and discussing how to come up with a question that would stump her other sisters.
If that was all, it would have been fine. After all, people couldn't always look the same. However, Tilly's change was too fast. From the time Ashes sacrificed herself to the time when she cried in grief, in just a few days, she had completely lost that layer of childishness. Not only that, her hatred for the demons was deeply engraved in her eyes. Although she rarely mentioned it, Roland felt a strong uneasiness from her "only request".
It was an extremely resolute attitude.
It was as if the whole world had lost its color to her.
Now he learned from Lan that everything was not irreversible. Considering the trustworthiness of the information from the Realm of Mind, the safest way was to let Ashes come back to life before telling Tilly, so as to avoid great disappointment. However, he also realized that based on Tilly's current state of mind, it was very likely that she would not be able to survive the Battle of Divine Will.
If he told her, she might be able to recover.
But if he couldn't achieve it in the end, he would fall into even deeper despair.
It was because of these two entangled thoughts that he could not speak at the first moment.
However, no matter how long the silence was, there would always be a time limit.
Roland knew that by calling Tilly over, he had already made a choice.
Compared to regretting it later, he would rather put his future hope on the present.
"Brother?" Tilly looked away, probably because she had stared at him for too long.
Roland took a deep breath and said slowly, "Maybe what I'm going to say next sounds a little unbelievable, but I still want to tell you —"
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