The Detective Group immediately brought the news back to Neverwinter.
"They've really turned out in full force …" After listening to Lightning's report, Roland heaved a sigh of relief. This would undoubtedly be the first head-on clash between the two races, and it might very well be the last. Regardless of the outcome, it would determine the fate of both humans and demons.
"Can we … win?"
Lightning asked hesitantly. She was covered in dirt, and the hair on her forehead was bunched up. He could smell the sour smell of sweat when he got close. It was obvious that she had not rested for the past few days in order to inform him of her findings as soon as possible.
"Of course." Roland pretended to be relaxed as he patted her shoulder. "Not only do we have to win, but we have to win cleanly."
The demons had an indisputable advantage in terms of numbers, which showed how much pressure the Sky-sea Realm was putting on them. It was true that the First Army had an advantage in technology, but they could not kill the enemy without suffering any casualties. Once they entered the Four Kingdoms, even if they won, it would be a pyrrhic victory.
By the same logic, even if the demons won, they would definitely suffer heavy losses. Therefore, if they did not stop them in the west of the Impassable Mountain Range, the best outcome would be for both sides to suffer heavy losses.
Lightning heaved a sigh of relief, but then suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "Uh, do I smell a little … weird?"
Roland laughed involuntarily. "A little … but it's the smell of exploration, so there's nothing wrong with it." He deliberately sniffed. "To be honest, I think it's not bad."
Lightning's face suddenly turned red. She grabbed Maggie, who was sniffing her collar, and walked out of the office with her head lowered. "I, I'm going to the bathroom to take a bath!"
"Coo?" Maggie still looked confused.
"Lightning, Maggie." As the two were about to leave, Roland called out to them and said slowly, "Thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest."
"Okay …"
After closing the door, he immediately grabbed the phone of the Director of the Administrative Office. "Inform all ministers for a meeting. It's time to set off."
…
In the conference hall, the higher-ups of Neverwinter sat in a circle.
Roland stuck Lightning's drawing on the map behind him and repeated all the discoveries of the exploration team.
"There are two points that can be confirmed. Firstly, the new Deity of Gods does exist. It is less than 300 kilometers away from the ridge of the continent and is constantly moving east. Secondly, it's carrying a large number of devils, so many that the floating island can't accommodate them. That's why it's using such an inefficient method to transport them. "
"I don't think it's hard to understand the former. In order to invade the Kingdom of Everwinter and the Kingdom of Wolfheart, the demons' Western Front Army not only built Obelisks in the mountain ridges, but they also opened up a supply line through the Land of Dawn. Flying along the mountain range will not only prevent us from deviating from our course, but it will also allow the supply line to share the burden of the Red Mist. It's a relatively safe route. "
"The exact number of the latter is unknown, but since they've come out in full force, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to estimate that there are tens of millions of devils capable of fighting. According to the current speed, they will reach the border of the Four Kingdoms in a month and a half at most. "
Upon mentioning the number of enemies, Roland noticed that many of them revealed looks of fear. But they could not be blamed. After experiencing the two Battles of Divine Will, humanity was greatly weakened. It was hard to say if there were even tens of millions of survivors, much less soldiers that could be used in battle. To Barov and the rest, the scale of tens of millions was no different from an astronomical figure.
"This is the enemy's last resort, and also a battle that will determine the fate of humanity. The Eleanor Floating Island has to set off immediately and stop the enemies from advancing east before they reach the Impassable Mountain Range."
"But … Your Majesty," Barov said with difficulty, "the number of enemies is astonishing, and the number of troops that the floating island can carry is extremely limited. Wouldn't it be too risky to take the initiative to attack?"
"Defending Graycastle is the riskiest plan!" Edith stood up and glanced at the director. "Everyone, there's no need to be frightened by the tens of millions of devils. If they can't reach Graycastle, it doesn't matter how many there are. If you use your brain to think about it, you'll understand that the Blackstone region didn't only have so many devils since the third Battle of Divine Will. The reason why they can't come over is because the Red Mist supply can't keep up. Therefore, our true goal is only one, and that is the enemy's floating city. "
The moment she said that, the atmosphere in the hall changed subtly. After all, no one was willing to admit that they were afraid of the enemy.
"That's right." Roland held back his laughter and nodded slightly. "Without the Red Mist provided by the moving obelisks, the devils will find it difficult to move an inch on the Fertile Plains. Besides, setting off now doesn't mean that we have to fight immediately. The time we have on the road should be enough for the troops to make preparations. "
There was one more point that he did not mention.
That was the Sky Lord and Silent Disaster who had returned to Sky City to reorganize their troops.
Since the devils had made use of the Western Front's supply line, it was impossible for Hackzord not to know the location of the new King's City. To the King of the devil race, he was a complete traitor. Therefore, obtaining more power was the best way to protect himself. The fall of King's City was undoubtedly the best opportunity for him. When that moment came, Hackzord would not be indifferent.
At this thought, Roland looked at Tilly. "By the way, how's the take-off and landing training for the Air Knight?"
"It's easier than I thought." Tilly replied calmly. "There's not much difference between taking off and landing from the floating island and taking off from the ground. As long as the weather permits, the students can easily complete it. The only problem is that in the past, the pilots only needed to see the Impassable Mountain Range or the coastline to roughly determine their location and find the airport on land. But in the future, both sides will be constantly moving. Coupled with the lack of landmarks in the Fertile Plains, there will be a certain degree of difficulty in locating the destination during the return flight. Of course, this isn't a problem that can't be solved. All you need to do is provide sufficient fuel. "
This was also a huge problem for aircraft carriers. On a battlefield that spanned hundreds of kilometers, a slight deviation would eventually add up to a huge error. Fortunately, compared to the unchanging sea, no matter how desolate the land was, there would always be a few "coordinates" that could be used for positioning, such as forests, rivers, mountains, and so on. Roland could roughly guess the other party's plan. If they were unfamiliar with it, they should practice more. After flying more, they would naturally be able to know their location.
"Don't worry. You can let them fly for as long as you want," he agreed.
In this decisive battle, the Air Knight would undoubtedly be the main force. It was also because of this air force that humans had the chance to stop the demons' City from thousands of kilometers away.
Seeing that no one else spoke, Roland looked around the hall and ordered in a deep voice, "Then, I announce that Project Sky has entered the third stage. Set sail from the floating island, and our target is the Fertile Plains' northern region!"
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