The Paladin Zefas seemed to feel a little guilty in his heart when he turned his head and refused to reply. The demon general, who had long been shameless, sneered with a brilliant face: "...Haha, you are right. When we broke the contract and attacked an opponent and seemed to have the upper hand, if we could not win the victory of the decision, then it would be just a waste of our own room for maneuver and establish a life-and-death enemy that would sooner or later fiercely retaliate.

However, according to the extreme environmentalists of the Harpist Alliance, the main problem of the world is that there are too many people. As long as you kill all of them, there will be no disaster or chaos. I always think this is very reasonable!"

Speaking of this, he grabbed the collar of the consul Barut. "... Do you think, after experiencing the chopping and slaughter of the nomads of Tukan, the slaughter of the red robes, and the undead plague of the Dragon Witch Cult, how many Sambians will survive? How many people will cause trouble for us?" "............ As for the lack of your righteous title as the chief consul, the Southern Army will fall apart. I admit that this is true, and it is indeed a bit troublesome... But since I can catch you here, there are naturally ways to make you feel at ease.

I wish to continue to work together for a while. Hey, don't look at me with such a sarcastic look. This is the truth. Other talents in the Dragon Witch Cult may not be available, but there is never a shortage of experts in mental control. You will definitely follow your advice willingly... Hansen, come in!" With General Ou Kai's applause, the door of this dungeon was suddenly pushed open from outside. A spirit-sucking monster with a wet smell, his skin was covered with bumps, and an ugly octopus head walked in, and raised his dry tentacles and saluted General Ou Kai.

"…I will introduce to you here. This is a famous execution expert in the Dragon Witch Sect, Lord Hansen from Hellfire City..."

General Ou Kai smiled like a devilish playful smile, pointed to the spirit-sucking monster who had just entered the door, and introduced the two prisoners on the chair who had a pale face and bloodless face and said, "Well, he seems to be the big demon in the abyss."

"…Hansen, this CEO of Barut, is an important person we still need to use in the future. We must ensure that we must control the most thoroughly. We must not let him speak or move randomly. In addition, we must make him act as natural as possible." General Oukai ordered the spirit sucking monster as if no one was around.

"…As for the other one," he pointed to the current Speaker of Sambiya, Mr. Graf, "……………, I will give you food!" A few seconds later, a tragic howl, accompanied by a pungent smell of blood, spread throughout the cell.

Zefas, the chief paladin of the Losanda Church, seemed unable to bear some restrictive scenes that were too bloody and curious. Before the spirit-sucking monster started to take action, he quietly walked out of the cell and came to the corridor outside...

Then, he quickly avoided several patrol jailers, turned to a secret secluded corner, and carefully mopped a piece of sun wheel holy emblem cast from his close-fitting pocket with a face painted in the middle.

Although this badge is also themed on the sun, it is somewhat subtlely different from the holy emblem of Luosanda, the Lord of the Dawn.

At this moment, the holy emblem was buzzing slightly and flashing regularly, as if it was conveying some message.

Paladin Zefas looked around vigilantly, and saw that there was no one around, then he deliberately lowered his voice and murmured in a low voice while pinching the badge.

"…Sorry, my lord, please be calm and be patient for a while. Your most loyal servant can here assure you that the day you will get back all your authority and glory again and return to this world is not far away..."

With his words, the light on the badge flashed slightly, and then it finally faded gradually.

A moment later, the paladin Zefas hid the somewhat strange badge and returned to the dungeon that had turned into a bloody torture room.

When he pushed the door in, the Speaker Graf, who had been drained from use, had turned into a skull and was lifted after a creepy scream.

The bloody and bloody corpse on his face could no longer recognize his true appearance, and there was no trace of life.

After being loosened, the CEO of Barut, who was unconscious, seemed to be driven by some kind of supernatural power. He stood up like a walking corpse, walked to the demon general Ou Kai, bowed and bowed with a wooden face. The spiritual sucking monster who had just completed anesthesia-free head surgery was still wiping the remaining brains of his mouth with a few tentacles, and showing a satisfied look...

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"…You are right, but we seem to have a more urgent problem to solve now, and we don't care about these trivial matters for the time being..."

General Oukai held a messaging crystal ball in his hand. While receiving and translating the message, he replied with a wry smile, "The response speed of the Northern Army is much faster than we imagined! Now a floating battleship carrying the legion has landed in the shadow sea in the southern suburbs of the imperial capital....................................................................... Uh, there is a ridiculous double bear inner ku flag hanging on the mast?

It's really damn! Isn't this the Auspicious Alien ship possessed by the decayed god? It's really hell! From the tropical rainforest on the Mazka continent to the Gobi desert on the Silk Road, every time I encounter this hellish warship, I have never encountered any good things..."

The demon general muttered in a low voice without raising his head, but he never noticed a flash of light flashing through his eyes when the paladin heard about this...

Below our feet is the clear water surface with green bodàng, and to the north is a huge city full of war. Behind the city are vast grasslands and deserts.

In the east, west and south, they are surrounded by steep ridges standing like sharp blades, as if they can penetrate directly into the clouds in the sky.

Between the "u"-shaped mountains and water surface, there are several scattered farms, pastoral fields and buildings, showing a pastoral scenery.

The legendary ship Xiangrui, carrying more than 13,700 officers and soldiers of the Giant Bear Legion, was floating in the northern shore near the imperial capital, with three sides surrounding mountains, called "Sea of ​​Shadows".

On the way from the north to the imperial capital, Xiangrui miraculously arrived at the destination without any obstacles.

Especially on the erected stone plain north of the imperial capital, hundreds of floating cities floating there, as well as the great arcane masters of Nesèrel who own these floating cities, not only all of them were easily released by the Xiangrui, which was under the banner of the Northern Army, but also a small group of magicians and mage apprentices, who rode a flying broom or a flying carpet to catch up, claiming to join the army and join the war and participate in the righteous act. From this, the will of the empire can also be seen to a certain extent...

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——In fact, unless there is any special situation, it is usually very taboo to issue too rigid and clear orders in actual combat, because it may cause many problems: war is the most unpredictable thing in the world, and the development of the war situation is naturally ever-changing. No matter how skilled the super general is, he cannot predict and infer everything in advance, and it is even more impossible to accurately estimate all the problems encountered by each army in every place and in every period of time. This must be based on the fact that various situations develop strictly according to the prediction without any accident, and this is almost impossible in reality.

Therefore, in actual combat, the only more appropriate way for the Supreme Command is to convey the spirit of the order, so that the lower-level officers can "understand the spirit of instructions" and then exert their subjective initiative according to the established ideas, and plan for themselves how to best complete the order.

Therefore, in the actual battlefield, many things need to be judged and planned by the front-line commander themselves. At most, they can only seek help from superiors in the event of a complete failure. If the commander lacks the ability to judge in the last battle and asks the leader for everything, then there will definitely be no future.

Obviously, after receiving the news, I made a temporary decision and sent the Xiangrui to rush to the imperial capital to fight. The commander probably had no time to formulate any combat plan, so everything had to be adapted to Feili himself.
Chapter completed!