Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

"From today onward, we must work even harder! For the future of the Bolívar, for the freedom of all the oppressed!"

"for freedom!"

The rebels responded in unison, their voices echoing through the abandoned factory as if trying to pierce the dark sky.

There will always be free birds that want to fly out of their cages.

Because at this moment, the world is young.

……

Victoria, the Duke's residence.

Inside the emergency meeting room, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating. On either side of the long table, several Grand Dukes of Victoria sat with somber expressions, their eyes revealing undisguised shock and anxiety.

Several newly delivered battle reports were scattered on the table, detailing the fierce fighting outside Bruces.

Duke Godottin picked up a battle report with trembling hands, his voice shaking with disbelief.

"This...how is this possible?"

"150,000-strong allied forces were wiped out in just a few minutes? This is simply unbelievable!"

"The Sarkaz... what methods did they use?"

The Duke of Cassel spoke in a deep voice, her face paler than the others.

"Our scouts reported that they only saw a beam of light coming from the top of the tower, and then... the entire coalition collapsed."

"Just like the Witch King during the Gallic Wars, or even worse..."

"Our army, our warships, and even our air defense systems are powerless against that force."

"We miscalculated this time. Those Sarkaz... they have far too many cards to play."

The room was deathly silent. The dukes looked at each other, none daring to speak.

They were once confident that Victoria's powerful military and advanced air defense system would be enough to withstand or even crush the Sarkaz's attack. However, reality gave them a resounding slap in the face.

“We must reassess the threat posed by the Sarkaz.”

"If their strength is truly that terrifying, then our previous strategy... probably needs a complete overhaul."

“We must act immediately. The Sarkaz have completely taken control of Bruces City, and their next target is likely the whole of Letania, or even... Victoria.”

The Duke of Cavendish, sitting to the side, had a furrowed brow.

"what do you mean……"

"Will they continue their attack?"

"Yes."

Kester nodded.

"The Sarkaz's ambitions extend far beyond Letania. The fact that they dared to attack Victoria's allied forces shows that they are prepared for a full-scale war with us."

"We need allies."

"Ursus, Columbia, and even Yan... We must unite all forces that can be united to fight the Sarkaz threat together."

All the dukes looked at each other, and finally Duke Windermere gently shook his head.

"Do you think they would be willing to cooperate with us? Especially Ursus, they have always been eyeing us covetously, and they would love for us and the Sarkaz to both suffer heavy losses."

"Then spread the Sarkaz threat theory!"

“We can make Bruces’ battle report public so that everyone knows that the Sarkaz threat is not just directed at Victoria, but at the entire Terra.”

"Only by making everyone aware of the horror of the Sarkaz can we gain more support."

"At the same time, at this critical juncture, in order to defend against the Sarkaz attack, we must concentrate our resources to strengthen our military capabilities once again."

The Duke of Windermere sighed.

"Concentrate resources..."

"This means we need to further cut civilian spending and increase investment in the military industry. But... the people at home are already complaining, and if this continues, it may trigger even greater unrest."

Upon hearing this, Duke Godotin merely gave a cold laugh.

"Compared to the threat from Sarkaz, what is domestic unrest? As long as we can hold onto Victoria, the public's grievances will eventually subside."

“These are extraordinary times, and we must make extraordinary choices. The threat from Sarkaz is imminent, and we have no time to hesitate.”

"Otherwise, we'll be the ones on the gallows or the guillotine tomorrow!"

The room fell silent again.

Although concentrating resources again puts a lot of pressure on the domestic economy, and the economic development of almost every duchy is not very optimistic, they have no choice.

The dukes all knew that the Duke of Caesar was right. The Sarkaz's power had exceeded their expectations, and if they did not take action soon, Victoria might very well follow in Letania's footsteps.

The people will have to suffer a little longer, but all of this is a necessary sacrifice to safeguard the glory of Victoria.

The Duke of Windermere finally nodded.

"I agree with strengthening our military and seeking the support of our allies. However, we also need to develop a detailed plan to ensure that every step is flawless."

The Iron Duke, who had been silent all along, slowly spoke, and all the dukes' eyes fell on him at the same time.

"Plans can never keep up with changes. What we need most now is action, not empty talk."

"We don't have the strength to confront Sarkaz head-on right now. We need to take some drastic measures."

The Iron Duke, known as the "Death Knell of the Empire," made indelible contributions to the Battle of the Four Emperors, and his decisive strike against Gaul directly secured victory in the battle.

Even though he is now old and frail, no duke dares to underestimate him.

He took out a letter from his pocket, slowly unfolded it, and coldly swept his gaze over every duke present.

His voice was deep and powerful, as if every word carried a heavy weight.

"This letter came from a mysterious guest whose extraordinary insight amazed me."

"According to her investigation, the Sarkaz were able to breach Bruces in such a short time because they concentrated almost all of their main forces on the front lines."

He paused to make sure everyone heard him.

"This means that their rear—Kazdale—is now in a state of extreme vulnerability."

The atmosphere in the room instantly became even more tense. The dukes exchanged glances, a look of sudden realization flashing in their eyes.

That old guy, he's trying to pull the same trick again!

"Although the Sarkaz are making great strides on the front lines, their rear is completely undefended."

"We can take advantage of this situation and launch a direct attack on Kazdel!!"

"This operation must be swift, covert, and lethal. We need the elite of the elite to break through the Sarkaz's defenses and strike at their core in the shortest possible time."

"This way we might be able to take down their stronghold before they can react."

None of the dukes spoke; instead, they all began analyzing the map in front of them, finding the Iron Duke's ideas both bold and meticulous.

"This...this is a golden opportunity! If we can take Kazdel, the Sarkaz offensive will surely collapse!"

"The Iron Duke's plan is risky, but not necessarily impossible. The Sarkaz's strength has exceeded our expectations. If we don't take drastic measures, Victoria may very well follow in Letania's footsteps."

"That's right! Instead of waiting to be killed, we should take the initiative! As long as we can take Kazdel, the Sarkaz will inevitably fall into chaos!"

Hearing the dukes' agreement, the Iron Duke's eyes gleamed with confidence.

"Rest assured, I will personally oversee this operation. The Sarkaz... will never expect us to strike at their stronghold at this time."

……

The smoke of battle has not yet completely cleared from the streets of Brussels, but order is beginning to be restored to the city.

Sarkaz soldiers patrolled the streets to maintain order, while more soldiers were busy moving the nobles' valuables out of their mansions and piling them up in the city center square.

After hanging the howling nobles in the square, Sarkaz began distributing the nobles' property to families as usual.

With the promulgation of a series of tax reduction policies, the eyes of the Letanians, which were filled with hatred just a moment ago, became clear the next.

Some Letanians even couldn't help but start singing passionately.

“You are simply my Aphrodite, the spring waters of the Rhine are not as good as you, and the roses of Bruces are not as good as you.”

“You are a divine gift, given to me by the Lord to save me and to baptize and elevate my soul.”

"You are a ray of light in my darkness, you illuminate my dark life, you fill my black and white world with color, and you give me a new life."

"I run, I sprint, I raise my arms, I cheer and leap, and at this moment I dance the tango."

"You are the only angels I have ever seen in my life!!"

Standing atop the tower, watching the scenes unfold below, Shen Lin's expression became quite strange.

Well, he admitted, these Letanians were indeed quite artistic.

"Money really can make the devil turn the millstone..."

Just then, Therese hurriedly walked to Shen Lin's side, her face serious, and whispered something.

"Your Highness, we have just received news that the Ursus army has moved. Their army group is heading south, advancing into the heart of Letania."

"Should we wait for them a little while...?"

Theresis wasn't surprised that the greedy bears of Ursus wanted to share Letania, but he hadn't expected them to mobilize so quickly.

Shen Lin gave Therese a strange look.

Why should we wait for them?

"Are we waiting for them to come and take our territory?"

He pulled the somewhat dazed Therese to the map on the table.

Following Shen Lin's gaze, Therese paused slightly when she saw the map, because it clearly showed the tracks that Letania had specially built for the mobile city of Bruces.

"Look, we can now travel along the tracks of their city to the Enwad region!"

"After capturing Enwad, we can take over the Rupercan region by doing the same thing!"

"Next up is the Kadenlania region!"

……

Therese stared in disbelief at Shen Lin's route plan.

Crazy... Absolutely insane!

"But Your Highness... the preparations for our army..."

“The city isn’t something our soldiers are carrying around; our troops can prepare as they move.”

"What we need to do is attack!"

"Continue the attack!"

"Until complete victory!"

Chapter 110 This is pretty good.

The sky over Kazimierz was a clear, deep blue, and the sunlight shone on the knights' armor, reflecting a dazzling light.

Victoria's delegation entered this country renowned for its chivalry, and their arrival immediately attracted the attention of the Kazimierz leadership.

Inside the Casimir council chamber, Victoria's envoy stood in the center of the hall, facing one or several high knights.

The envoy's voice was steady and powerful, with a hint of urgency.

“Your Excellency, Lord Ioleta, the threat from the Sarkaz is imminent.”

"They annihilated 150,000 allied troops in Bruces, demonstrating unprecedented power. If they are allowed to continue expanding, the entire land of Terra will be plunged into darkness."

Ioleta frowned slightly, her fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of her seat.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke.

"We express our deepest sympathy for the current situation in Letania."

"The power of the Sarkaz is indeed astonishing, but as you all know, Kazimierz has always been a nation that cherishes peace, and we are founded on the honor of knights."

"We will not easily get involved in the conflicts of other countries, unless... our honor and beliefs are threatened."