Chapter 1100

"... really, that guy has arrived in the imperial capital?"

The elf prince, who smiled calmly, asked in a very relaxed tone, holding a cup of saklan dry red in his hand: "did you see it with your own eyes?"

"No, but..."

The herald Elven warrior lowered his head and carefully said, "but just after the Golden Lion War Flag with black background was raised on the gate of the imperial capital, the cheers of 'welcoming the black Duke' rang out in the city. My subordinates guessed..."

"Guess?"

The elf Prince suddenly interrupted, making the elf warrior tremble.

"You know... I've always disliked ambiguous words such as' guess', 'guess' and' estimate '. Do you know how much loss it will bring if you report wrong information?"

"Never dare!"

The elf warrior immediately bent down and clubbed his head on the ground: "if your highness doesn't give up, your subordinates are willing to go to the imperial capital again..."

"Forget it... Oh... It's not an example."

"Yes!"

Looking at the elf warrior who fled in a hurry, rodriya Azor shrugged bored.

"Depending on the situation, our old friend Lord Loren Turin has really arrived in the imperial capital, and I'm afraid he has begun to control the urban defense of the city, hiss..." the elf Prince suddenly took a breath:

"If you think about it like this, it will be difficult to do it. Last time, eboden, who was easy to attack and difficult to defend, let him drag on for a month. This time, it was replaced by the imperial capital with iron walls and sufficient materials - although I always have a happy time playing with him, I don't want to be happy for so long!"

While muttering and complaining, the elf Prince picked up his glass and poured it without a mouthful.

"... sorry."

With a gloomy expression, Anson ZAD lowered his head and clenched his teeth: "it's all my fault, if not..."

"If you weren't stupid enough to fall into that guy's trap, if you weren't stupid enough to want to defeat that guy by yourself at the beginning, if you didn't think you were right twice, if..."

The elf Prince looked at him and grimaced: "where are so many? If you have this self pity Kung Fu, please give me more snacks on how to defeat Loren Turin!"

Anson ZAD, who clenched his teeth, had no room for refutation.

"Your Highness rodria, why don't we... Withdraw our troops for the time being?"

The spirit boy who couldn't restrain his emotion said: "if we continue to fight like this, even if we get reinforcements, the situation is still very unfavorable to us - there are still Imperial troops on the eboden defense line, and the fighting between the north and the West has not been successful until now, your majesty the eagle king..."

"The eagle king is dead," said the elf Prince suddenly.

Anson ZAD looked stunned: "Your Highness?! you..."

"Just a guess." rodria shook his head. "But besides this answer, I can't think of the second possibility... The possibility that Loren Turin can leave the fortress of duanjieshan intact and appear outside the capital city."

"No matter what the result is, his father... His plan must have failed, otherwise there will be no news in the North until now."

"Reinforcements, luck... Are unreliable." the elf Prince stood up and patted Anson ZAD on the shoulder:

"Only we can defeat the Empire and drag the Azores back from the edge of life and death!"

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"... only we can defeat the Azores and drag the queen of ten thousand cities back from the edge of life and death!"

Dressed in a black gold lion cloak and holding the scepter of the imperial parliament, Loren Turin spoke impassively in the main hall of the heavenly palace.

The former cabinet ministers standing on his side were either livid or silent; The noble councillors in the hall were trembling and walking on thin ice; Either pale or gnashing his teeth, he looked at the Duke of Byrne from the south, standing on the ladder next to the throne.

They who have never been qualified to step on this ladder bow their heads slightly and think they hide their expressions and reactions well; In fact, from Loren's point of view, it's a panoramic view.

When Eckhardt II met himself, it was probably the same?

Loren suddenly realized something.

"Of course, I know very well that you will not easily believe me, a Duke from the South; but there is one thing I must tell you..." Loren whispered, and his voice became thick and powerful under the blessing of the dome of the hall:

"Don't count on the reinforcements of his highness Brandon de sallion. We must use our own strength to defeat the Azores outside the city!"

In the dead hall, the always silent former chief justice gave a cold hum.

"You may think I'm alarmist. Yes, I can tell you that the imperial army is coming one after another - his highness Boye, East Saxony, Elman, Arles... His highness Brandon and the armies of the principalities are gathering in the imperial capital, with a total proportion of no less than 200000... But!"

The black haired wizard said, "if we can know their existence, the enemy can also know their existence; if they know... What do you think they will do?"

"I can tell you another very unfortunate news. On my way to the imperial capital, the southern part of East Saxony has been occupied by the Azores, the predetermined March route of the army has been blocked, and the Azores' flag has been erected at the top of the tower in melting pot town;"

"In the eboden defense line, the Military Secretary, Lord Severin de sallion, is still struggling, but he is about to face another elf army that has arrived in eboden, with a total force of no less than 100000;"

"On the western front, the Duke of lottel, ruvin Friede, is firmly guarding Shenlin castle, with heavy casualties. He may retreat to the front line of yingshou castle at any time - we may not have any concept, but if lottel's army retreats to yingshou castle, the whole lottel will be open, and the enemy can launch a general attack on the imperial capital from the West."

"Lottel in the west, eboden defense in the north, the south of the city being surrounded and the furnace town occupied to the east of the gem River, plus the Azores elves outside the city..."

As he spoke, Lauren couldn't help laughing - that laughter sounded very ironic in the ears of noble members and the former cabinet.

"Gentlemen... Haven't you noticed that we have been surrounded by the enemy?"

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"Loren Turin's plan... Is probably to surround us outside the imperial city?"

Looking at the map in his hand, the elf little prince felt his chin and thought.

"Surrounded on all sides?!"

Anson ZAD's face flashed an incredible look, and then said, "you mean the purpose of his raid on the blockade is not just..."

"It's not just to lift the siege of the imperial capital and establish prestige... That guy is not so boring, or a guy like that coward won't do such a big thing for such a simple purpose."

Rodriguez stretched, his expression mixed with impatience.

Coward... This is probably the "image" of the dark haired wizard in the eyes of the elf prince.

This guy is the kind who clearly holds a lot of powerful cards, but he will not let go until he has to; Act like you're always going to put all your eggs in one basket. In fact, you're already ready to what to do in case of a situation... Be careful to a heinous extent.

Such a guy won't do anything hot in his head.

Destroy the blockade... On the surface, it is actually very unfavorable to him. Although he won the victory, it also allowed the Azores to regroup their scattered forces and have the conditions to attack the imperial capital immediately.

Even if the occupied areas are recaptured, the army surrounded in the imperial city will not be able to restore rule over these places; In addition to boosting morale, the casualties are actually... That's it.

"... therefore, his real purpose should be to clean the way for the coming Imperial Army and fight a real war of annihilation outside the imperial capital."

"Although I don't know where he has such great confidence." rodriya Azores pursed his lips and couldn't help sighing: "if he succeeds, or retreats 10000 steps to force us back on the battlefield, he has to retreat to eboden..."

"Then this war about the life and death of the Azores..." the expression of the elf boy was extremely severe, and the cold sweat soaked his temples:

"It's almost over, isn't it?!"

"Almost."

The elf little prince shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

Yes, at that point, you don't have to care about anything; Even if we could separate the ancient wood forest and eboden, the Empire would never let go of the Azores.

At that time, the war will last 50 years, 100 years, 200 years... It is only a matter of time before the Azores, who are absolutely inferior in population, territory and resources, will be destroyed.

What is the meaning of such a hopeless future, even if it can be won?

"Loren Turin, he is the kind of guy who doesn't have absolute confidence or will not fight if he has to - since he appears outside the imperial capital, it shows that the imperial army has begun to assemble and prepare for a real decisive battle with us."

"One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand... God knows how many troops they can assemble, but no matter how many we can't resist now."

"We must strive for the minimum advantage before the war - even if we really can't conquer the whole empire, we must at least lay down the territory of two or three principalities and stand firm against them." the elf little prince said in a deep voice.

In his mind, a basic strategic policy has basically taken shape.

The failure of the eagle king indicates that the Azores' goal of trying to destroy the whole empire with one war has been declared bankrupt, but at present they still occupy a considerable military strength and situation advantage.

Now that the complete destruction and peace talks have completely failed, we can only retreat to the second place, choose a separate regime, connect the land that has been controlled and will be controlled, and establish a new Azor elf country.

At that time, the desalion family, which lost the imperial capital and most of the royal family, will lose its natural domination over the Empire; The remaining territory of the Empire will be divided into alliances with several principalities; The elves can rely on powerful forces to maintain a unified situation and form an absolute advantage over the human kingdom.

As for when we can destroy all human kingdoms and realize the great cause of the revival of the Azores... That goal is too far away and is not in our consideration for the time being.

"Lottel, Western Saxony and eboden... These three principalities are the territory we want to take. In order to achieve our goal, we must immediately launch an attack on the imperial capital!"

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"We must... Attack the Azores before they decide to attack the imperial capital!"

The black haired wizard cut the railway with nails:

"The victory of the war depends on the initiative, who is more fully prepared, who has more detailed information, and who can have more sufficient combat power in a more limited environment."

"If you want to defend the imperial capital, it is necessary to guard the whole city wall, spread more than half of the troops on all the city walls, and only half of the troops can be assembled to effectively annihilate the enemy."

"Half the troops can't form an absolute advantage over the Azores; even in terms of the combat power of both sides, the inferior side is likely to be us!"

"Therefore, if we don't want to wait for the Azores' reinforcements to destroy the eboden defense line, the melting pot town to become scorched earth, the lottel to be torn to pieces... We don't want to wait until the Azores' army comes down to the city and encircles the imperial capital, and the gate is smashed by 100000, 200000 and 300000 elf warriors wielding long knives to attack the heavenly palace..."

"We... Can't wait to die, but take the initiative to fight!" the black haired wizard stepped forward and scanned the whole hall with sharp eyes:

"For this reason, for the continuation of the Empire, for the continuation of the queen of ten thousand cities, and for all of you here to continue to enjoy every reassuring and carefree afternoon, I ask you and order you..."

"The imperial capital is fully prepared to fight, gather all troops and meet the enemy outside the city!"

"As for the time of the fight... It's scheduled to be three days later," said the elf Prince flatly.

"Three days?!"

"We can't give Loren Turin time to reorganize the troops and resources at hand... The more time he is left, the more fully he is prepared; other guys may become our advantage, but that cautious coward..."

Rodriya shook his head: "in short, the faster the preparation, the better it will be for us - no later, it may be too late."

"I guess that guy may have a similar plan. If he can drive us out of West Saxony before the army meets, the imperial army can separate us from the army in the West and break us one by one."

"Therefore, we only have three days, three days at most. We must launch a general attack before the Azores attack the city again or try to regain control of Western Saxony." the black haired wizard whispered:

"In three days, our victory or defeat... Will determine the fate of the Empire!"