The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Abetus, the royal palace.

Finance Minister Scarid contacted Admiral Garcia, who was far away on the west coast of Elland Kingdom, through the extraordinary prop in his hand. The expression on West Asia's face became unnaturally serious.

"The war has finally started." Appleard sighed.

"Our enemy is not Akkad, but all the religious vassals in the Western Continent that are under the control of the Oracle Church!" Admiral Garcia said heavily.

"The enemy's troops are several times, ten times more than ours. By then, not only the western coast of Elam, but also Baghtia, Dore and other countries in the north will not be idle, except for the natural barrier in the east and the control of the south. Conos, we are the enemy." Garcia then analyzed.

"And the enemy's army is too strong. I have already received news that the church is launching this war in the name of God's War. It can be said that there will be no upper limit on the resources they invest in this war. In addition to maintaining the normal operation of the country, the big Part of the force will be dispatched to every coast of the Elamite frontier."

"Our troops are well-equipped and can defeat enemies several times their size, but when the number of enemies has an overwhelming advantage..." Garcia sighed.

"In addition, we also need to consider the influence of superhumans on the war. If the battle line is too long, we will be at an absolute disadvantage in the duel of high-level supernatural beings."

"The naval base in Akkad was destroyed. It hasn't been too long. Where did they mobilize such a large naval fleet in a short period of time?" Some people questioned.

"Countries such as Akkad and Lucca are also cultivating their own creator contractors. As long as they produce at any cost, they can also build a large number of warships that can be used in a short period of time. Of course, these warships are absolutely impossible to carry. With all the power of the Church, don't forget that it's not just ships that can do it across oceans."

"The church should activate a large number of star contractors, or directly send supernatural beings to raid our coastal areas. When they have gathered their strength, the battle will smash our defenses. After one or two battles, we will have no one available. , then there will be no further hindrance from the coastal frontier of Elam to Abetus!"

"One week after landing, the army of the religious subject country can push to Abetus and surround the entire city. At that time, there is no need to even launch an attack, resources are short, and only death awaits Abetus. "

As soon as Admiral Garcia finished speaking, the conference hall fell into deadly silence. Everyone knew that Garcia was not alarming.

The enemy's troops are too strong, and the number of extraordinary people is too large. In this battle, Elan is almost equivalent to fighting the whole world by himself.

The Oracle Church even has the ability to build a special force composed entirely of supernatural beings. In the face of such a force, many conventional combat ideas and countermeasures will be meaningless.

"How long?" Sigmund took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"What?" Garcia was stunned.

"Even for the Oracle Church, such a huge personnel transfer and resource adjustment will take some time. How long will it take from now until they officially launch the war?" Sigmon explained.

"The fastest one month, the slowest two months." Garcia replied.

"I know, I'll find a way."

"Think of a way?" Garcia suddenly raised his voice, "What else can be done, this is not a battle between ordinary extraordinary people, this is a war between countries!"

"No matter how strong a person can kill, how many people can be killed, not to mention that the battle line is stretched, and the power of the individual will be infinitely reduced. Even a seventh-order can only defend one city, but a city is in a war at the national level. It's too small, and more people will die by then." Garcia seemed to be hesitating, but Scarid, the finance minister, suddenly coughed and interrupted Garcia's words.

"There is a way after all."

Garcia swallowed the words that came to his mouth and looked at his brother, "What should I do next?"

"I will send someone to help you share the pressure," Sigmon said.

"Who?" Garcia snorted softly, expressing her anxiety in this way.

"Rudolph, 10 years ago was hailed as the most promising man to become a marshal of the admiralty."

"Isn't he dead?!" Everyone was shocked.

Sigmund shook his head and glanced at Garcia lightly, "Is he qualified enough?"

Garcia blushed and lowered his head.

Ten years ago, when Rudolph was active in that era, none of his contemporaries had the qualifications to compare with him.

After Sigmon reached the sixth rank, his ability improved. There was a way to help Rudolph get rid of the out-of-control influence, but accidents occurred frequently, and he really had no energy, so he dragged it to the present.

Garcia looks tough on the outside, but in fact has lost some fighting spirit. At this time, a tough enough person is needed to stabilize the military heart, so among all people, no one is more suitable than Rudolph.

He was Dressel's first student, and besides Dressel, the first sixth-order black knight to be promoted. More importantly, he became famous at a young age and grew up all the way, serving in the kingdom's army and navy. Among them, all of them have established illustrious names.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than half of the generals who are active in the Elam military department have worked under him once.

The meeting ended early, and everyone left one after another. In the end, only Sigmon, Charlotte, and Appleard were left in the huge conference hall.

Charlotte stood in front of the map with a frown. She made quick deployments along the coastline of Elam, measuring the number of troops under her control and the war resources that could be used.

But unfortunately, more than a dozen plans were quickly overturned, as Garcia just said~www.readwn.com~ The number of enemies is too large, once the opposing forces are assembled, it is only a matter of time before they are destroyed.

"What can you do?" April sighed quietly. In front of everyone, as the only seventh rank of the kingdom on the bright side, he didn't dare to show too much depression. Only after the two of Sigmund came down did they relax.

"Garcia is right, there are too many enemies, and we have no chance to fight them head-on, but..." Sigmund paused slightly after saying this.

"Although the war was provoked by them, the timing of the war should be determined by us. Why wait for them to come to the door?" Sigmon clenched his fists.

"We can definitely call ahead."

"Fight?!" April's eyes widened, "Are you crazy? We... against everyone?"

"That's right, before they can gather their strength, shred their defenses and hit the Church of God!" Sigmon said in a deep voice.