Come to think of it, powerhouses who seemed to be invincible during peacetime could even threaten the lives of everyone around them during a war.
The poisonous gas that they released could even spread dozens of kilometers away. Just by enveloping a village, it could wipe out everything that breathed in it.
"We didn't become stronger, we became weaker, gentlemen!" King Gravel looked at his advisors and said slowly, "Do you think we've won? That we can choose which piece of meat to eat first? No, gentlemen! In fact, we are far from winning this war! We are even in danger of losing! "
Rulers would not easily use powerhouses because mature people had to consider the consequences of doing so. Frequently using powerhouses would only make the enemy crazier and crazier. War was only a means to solve problems. Any rational person would try their best to avoid the path of mutual destruction.
King Gravel was a ruler. What he had to think about was occupying as much land as possible and expanding his empire. He had to use the strong regardless of the cost and turn every place into scorched earth. This was not a choice that a normal person would make.
As cities were destroyed one by one, King Gravel might be the final victor of the war, but he would only get a world of ruins.
As long as he won, it did not matter if the world was turned into ruins and wreckage. Just thinking about it made one realize how terrifying it was. Therefore, King Gravel did not really intend to use powerhouses to cleanse the world.
"We still have a tacit understanding now. As long as they don't attack our cities, we won't use strategic powerhouses …" King Gravel looked at his subordinates and said his thoughts, "But if they attack our cities and kill innocent civilians, I will order a nuclear counterattack!"
"But if they don't attack our cities and assassinate our important members, then this tacit understanding cannot be broken!" King Gravel ordered, "So we can only think of other ways to deal with guerrilla warfare!"
These mages were much more powerful. They did not need to carry weapons and could even launch powerful attacks by themselves. To the Kingdom of Northland, they were truly terrifying.
While King Gravel was reminding his ministers to guard against arrogance and rashness, and to carefully deal with the possible guerrilla warfare of the Elf Kingdom, Lord Tyron of the German Empire was anxiously watching his subordinates walk back and forth, like ants on a hot pan.
"What do you mean you can't contact him? The enemy was less than half a day away from Blackstone Fort! I can already hear the sound of cannons outside the city! Where are the reinforcements I asked for? "he shouted from the council hall of the city in a fit of rage.
"Lord Consul! I don't know what happened either. We've lost contact with the Grand Consul. Everyone is looking for him! " "Without his orders, many troops cannot be mobilized. The troops that are supposed to support you are now stationed near Boheep, but they do not dare to approach us without further instructions …" An officer standing beside him reported with a long sword in his hand, "Without his orders, many troops cannot be mobilized … The troops that are supposed to support you are now stationed near Boheep, but they do not dare to approach us without further instructions …"
"What's going on? How am I supposed to stop the Kingdom of Northland without reinforcements? I'm about to be surrounded! Did he know? Did he know? Ah? "Lord Tyron angrily grabbed the other party by the neck and questioned him loudly.
He was ordered to defend Blackstone Fort, which was almost the last line of defense of the German Empire. However, under such circumstances, the Grand Consul who started the war without permission and dragged the German Empire into the abyss had disappeared!
Blackstone Fort was still in ruins, and the reconstruction work was going to be very difficult. The explosion had cut off their escape route, which was equivalent to being surrounded, and they were still struggling bitterly. Under such circumstances, the leader had disappeared, and what was left behind was only chaos.
"The Kingdom of Northland has broken through to the north. Our defenses in the north are collapsing …" an officer said gloomily as he looked at the map hanging in the city hall.
The reinforcements of the Empire did not stop the advance of the Kingdom of Northland. The army was attacking Blackstone Fort, which proved that the German Empire did not stop the enemy's advance at all.
Another army was going around the mountains to the south. Once they reached their position, Blackstone Fort would be surrounded. At this point, it was still unknown who would stop the other army of the Kingdom of Northland.
"Find him! Get him to mobilize the troops as soon as possible! If this continues! The German Empire will be finished! " As the consul of Blackstone Fort, Lord Tyron was in charge of the battle command of the entire war zone. He could feel that his troops were collapsing, so he wanted to know the next step of the Grand Consul's plan.
Whether it was giving up on Blackstone Fort and continuing to retreat, or defending Blackstone Fort to the death, the hundreds of thousands of troops of the German Empire had to have a goal, right? The previous order was to defend Blackstone Fort and prevent the Kingdom of Northland from breaking through the central region.
However, this order had been carried out for more than ten days, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller. Blackstone Fort was about to fall. As the Grand Consul of the German Empire, he should at least say something, right?
"We're finished! How many days has it been since the reinforcements arrived? Tell me! How many days has it been?! "He grabbed an officer beside him and questioned him loudly.
"Probably, probably … it hasn't been here for two days …" The officer thought for a while in a panic before giving a rough answer.
It seemed that the Empire's troops had not appeared at the rear since yesterday. The soldiers who had been sent to the defensive line were still fighting, but the reinforcements were nowhere to be seen.
"They're also running out of reinforcements! They don't have any more soldiers left! What should we do? What should we do? " Lord Tai Lun smiled bitterly in despair. He walked back to his chair and sat down. He looked up at the sky and sighed.
The German Empire obviously could not fight the Kingdom of Northland in a war of attrition. They could only rely on the Empire's troops to barely fight. However, now that the reinforcements were gone, and the troops were all lost in a few days, what could he use to stop the Kingdom of Northland's attack?
Thinking of this, he stood up excitedly again and ordered loudly, "Ask them if they found the Grand Consul! Did they find him?! "
Then, he interrupted his order and said to himself, "It's useless! Let the Empire's knights ask him personally! Go find him! "
"But, Lord Consul … We can't do it," the officer beside him reminded him softly.
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