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If Vladimir were willing to share information with LeBlanc, perhaps the witch could uncover the truth.

pity..........

LeBlanc finally became certain of her suspicions.

But just in case, she was determined to settle things quickly.

"It's alright, this scene should just be a coincidence."

"You need to speed up the progress of the plan!"

"The person who caused this scene has nothing to do with us!"

"Even if he destroys Galin afterward, it won't affect our 'April 27' project. We just need to complete our plan."

LeBlanc spoke slowly to Duguel.

"Yes, madam!"

Upon hearing this, Dukur immediately lowered his head and responded with a shout.

"Okay, remember that quickly..."

"Remember, things can change quickly..."

LeBlanc's voice echoed softly in their ears. When they looked up again, the mirror in front of them had become an ordinary mirror.

After LeBlanc's consciousness left, both Dukur and the Grand Master of the Wizards breathed a sigh of relief.

Even in their current positions, they would still feel considerable pressure when facing the Pale Lady.

"A message has come from inside."

"The Ionians are preparing for a desperate fight."

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"After all, that's all the troops we have."

The mage, hidden beneath his black robes, asked Dukur, his tone tinged with seriousness.

How many people can they mobilize?

Dukur slowly adjusted his bow tie and said in a low voice.

"Eighty thousand!"

The monk slowly uttered two words.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Ten thousand against eighty thousand."

"Not bad!"

To everyone's surprise, Dukur not only didn't feel any pressure after hearing this, but instead burst into laughter.

"You should know that even the Trelifa Legion (Dareus's elite troops) might not be able to defeat an enemy eight times their size."

"Your soldiers are so demoralized right now, and you're so confident?"

"Or are you planning to use your own navy to fill this gap?"

The magician frowned, extremely dissatisfied with Dukur's attitude.

"Hmph hmph hmph..."

"Don't worry, I have my own plans!"

Dukur let out a chilling chuckle, his eyes filled with confidence.

"That's good."

"You should know the price for delaying the plan."

"The mages are all on our side, so don't even think about me using their lives to help you complete your mission!"

The magician said coldly, his eyes carrying a hint of warning as he looked at Dukur.

Dukur remained silent and continued adjusting his bow tie.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the monk snorted coldly and turned to leave Dukur's room.

In fact, the monk's concerns were not unfounded.

At present, Dukur's army totals less than 20,000 men, of which nearly 10,000 are Dukur's own naval elites.

Among these people were many spoiled brats from the empire, who were sent to the navy by various noble families to gain prestige.

If Duguer were to actually send these noble sons to the battlefield and some of them were to die, he would have no way of explaining it to the nobles when he returned to the Immortal Fortress.

The only troops that could actually be used in combat were the 10,000-strong army that Swein had assigned to Dukur when the troops were divided.

After days of ruthless slaughter, the morale of these soldiers has plummeted to rock bottom.

Sending them to fight against 80,000 Ionians determined to fight to the death, it's really hard to say who will win.

Even with naval artillery support and magical support from the mage corps, this support was extremely limited.

As the leader of the magic guild just said, most of these mages are members of the "Black Rose" organization.

Even if they were to join the war, they could not stand idly by and watch these people actually go to war and face danger, unless the situation had reached a very urgent point.

Moreover, these black rose mages have an even more important mission.

Given this, with the Ionians' desperate resistance, Dukur might very well be defeated.

If Dukur goes wrong and things go wrong, it will inevitably affect Black Rose's plans.

Dukur was clearly aware of all of this.

............

"Russell!"

Dukur shouted, and an officer came running in response.

"General!"

The officer named Russell saluted Duguur.

"How's the matter I asked you to do going?"

Dukur asked, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Reporting to the general, the cannons on the warships have been completely removed."

"Most of the artillery pieces have been transported ashore as per your request."

The officer responded to Dukur, and upon hearing this, a look of satisfaction appeared in Dukur's eyes.

"very good!"

"I'll tell you what happens next."

"By the way, is 'that' ready now?"

Dukur asked again, and the officer nodded, giving Dukur an affirmative answer.

Seeing this, Dukur was completely relieved, a hint of calm flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, I see."

"Let's get on with it!"

Dukur waved his hand, signaling the officer to step down.

After the officer left, Dukur wore a sinister smile.

He glanced at the table, where there was a list of all the army's legion commanders.

A sinister smile appeared on Dukur's lips as he picked up his pen and heavily crossed out one of the names.

And that name is—Riven!

...............

By afternoon, the imperial army had completely wiped out the guerrilla forces in the province of Galin.

The empire has completely taken control of this forest leading to the coast...

Passing through the forest, the Empire's scouts could even see the densely packed camps built by the Galin people on the coast.

However, the order came from the commander-in-chief.

The legion was ordered to abandon the forests it had already occupied, withdraw outside the forests, and await further orders.

Upon receiving this order, the legion commanders in charge of the main attack all looked puzzled.

They wanted to ask Dukur what his intentions were, but Dukur rejected their questions on the grounds that it was "confidential".

The legion commanders could only speculate whether it was related to the "strange phenomenon" in the temple area.

Ultimately, Dukur's orders were carried out.

The Noxian warband slowly withdrew from the forest and set up camp outside of it.