The atmosphere of an impending storm did not have a great impact on the civilians of the Northwest Republic.
In this world, in most cases, war is a matter for a few people. A few knights leading hundreds of soldiers are enough to decide the ownership of a barony; a dozen knights leading three to four hundred people can influence the direction of several viscountries; using hundreds of knights and four-digit soldiers, That was a war that was enough to shock a country and attract the attention of all countries in the entire continent.
There are only a handful of super wars like "The Day the Sun Goes Out" in the entire history of civilization on the main plane. In fact, once the total number of people on both sides of the war reaches five digits, it is enough to shock all countries and leave a mark on history. One stroke.
The Northwest Republic is located on the border. Apart from the Rye Valley in the south leading to the Gold Coin Federation, there are no decent main roads—you mean those valleys in the east that pass through the barren mountains? Hello! Crossing the valley is also a desert! Who dares to cross the desert to do business except desperate smugglers? How can this kind of business grow on a large scale
Because of the geographical location, no matter what those guys who are hostile to the Northwest Republic think, they are unlikely to mobilize a large army to attack.
Even if their army can fly, please first fly over the barren mountains, the great desert, the Orc Empire, and the Gold Coin Federation.
It's just a blitz battle. Running such a long distance, do you really think that the war system that surrenders to His Majesty the Mask of the Void is just a show-off
All acts of war cannot escape the detection of the war gods. If the enemy is really stupid and flies over thousands of mountains and rivers to attack, when they reach their destination, they will most likely find that the Church of the Mask of the Void and its allies have formed a huge army, waiting to give them a A head-on blow.
It's even possible that they flew and flew hard, passing through clouds, and finally flew into the mouth of a giant jellyfish with its mouth wide open.
Therefore, according to Leon's estimation, the enemy is most likely to send a group of elite professional adventurer-level troops, led by top experts, to attack the Void City directly.
In this case, this war will most likely become a fight between a few strong men and will not have much to do with ordinary civilians.
In other words... In this war, ordinary civilians and soldiers are not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
What's the use of letting them know too much, except to upset them
Therefore, after discussion, everyone unanimously decided not to disclose the information to the outside world. It was enough to just hold a few risk-avoidance drills to prevent the people who had become too comfortable over the years from becoming careless and losing vigilance.
The real preparations for war are still carried out by strong men who represent high-end military force. And their imaginary enemies are also strong men at this level.
The strategy department led by the evil god Leonard made a detailed deduction and estimated that the incoming enemies should have many legendary powerhouses. It would not be surprising if there were dozens of them. There might even be those at the peak of legend or even the demigod level taking action. When the time comes to take action, it will most likely be a direct method of mass destruction. Regardless of whether it is effective or not, it will first cause a large number of casualties. This is actually what the Northwest Republic fears most.
According to Sui Xiong's original intention, he had nothing to fear as he was guarding him. If the battlefield is limited to the main plane, and the believers of the Pantheon and Gods form a team, or even pull in the strong men from the entire World Ring, he will be confident of defeating them all in one go. But Leon and the others do not agree with this approach. Gods have their own rules after all. Even if Sui Xiong is strong enough to ignore these rules, sooner or later he will have the day to truly become a god, and sooner or later he will have to leave. That day on the main plane—at that time, I'm afraid the general accounts will have to be settled.
In order to prevent the gods from joining forces to settle the accounts, it is better not to be so arrogant now.
What they said made sense. Although Sui Xiong felt that there was no point in pondering such far-reaching matters, he was still persuaded by them and promised that unless the situation was particularly urgent, he would not take action with his real body. At most, he would send a clone like other gods. good.
In this way, the long-term threat is gone, but the immediate danger is greater.
In the Northwest Republic, the high-end force under the gods is quite strong. Led by Leon, who is at the peak of the legend, he can gather the combat power of about twenty legendary warriors, including warriors, knights, and mages, and the combination is quite complete.
But the problem is that they lack higher-level demigods, and at the middle and high levels, their combat power is also insufficient.
There is nothing that can be done about it. It has been less than fifty years since the establishment of Masked Void Amusement Park. How many talents can be accumulated in such a short period of time
If it hadn't been for the two world's best martial arts tournaments that attracted many outstanding experts, the situation in the Northwest Republic would have been even worse.
Whenever he thinks of this, Leon, who is the head coach of this battle, feels a little sick in his stomach.
To be honest, he would rather the enemy jump out now and fight him with real swords and guns. If that was the case, he was confident that even if he faced a powerful demigod, he might not lose.
But... the enemy obviously won't do what he wants.
So he had to worry while stepping up military training.
Leonard, who was in charge of the military training, didn't take the upcoming war to heart at all. He felt that this was simply not a big deal - the enemy came over, and the two sides had a ping-pong fight, and a lot of people died. This is not normal. Of? What's there to worry about? There's no one who won't die in a war!
From a certain perspective, what he said is probably right. There is no one who is immortal in a war. After a battle, it is not uncommon for blood to flow and corpses to be scattered all over the field. On the contrary, a city like Void City has gone through many battles, and in the end not even a single person died, which is truly an unbelievable rarity.
However, Sui Xiong didn't want anyone in his family to die, nor did Leon, nor did the senior leaders of the Northwest Republic and the Void Mask Church.
This new country, located on the northwest border of the main plane, far away from the civilized world, is the sustenance of their ideals. They hope to make this place peaceful and peaceful, so that the residents here can live and work in peace and contentment. No matter how absurd or naive they are, they don't want ordinary residents to die in this war.
"In this case, you should bow to them." Leonard said.
Sui Xiong smiled bitterly and remained silent.
Leonard's idea was good, but there were some things that he didn't understand.
There is a fundamental contradiction between the republic and the feudal system, and this contradiction is completely irreconcilable. Even if he wants to give in, others will not agree.
This skeleton labor incident, at first glance, seemed to be caused by his insistence on speeding up construction, which caused such trouble. But behind this dispute is the unanimous hostility of almost all countries and almost all rulers in the continent towards the Northwest Republic.
The current Northwest Republic is actually like a tiger standing among wolves. As long as you show even a little bit of weakness, you are likely to be surrounded by a group of people.
Therefore, even though Sui Xiong knew that he could temporarily resolve the crisis as long as he stopped using skeleton labor, he was absolutely unwilling to do so.
Because he cannot bow his head, neither can the Northwest Republic.
The new order they symbolize cannot be bowed down!
Only by fighting again and again, blinding those eyes that peeked at the Republic, interrupting those black hands that wanted to reach out to the Republic, and beating to death all those who were malicious to the Republic, could he relax, and the Republic Only then can you relax.
Peace cannot come from compromise, but from struggle!
The green jellyfish was lying on the conference table with its eyes closed, as if it was fast asleep, but there was an extremely vicious sneer hanging on the corner of its mouth.