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boom--!

With a deafening roar, the two mobile cities collided violently.

The city of Driss shook violently from the impact, and the military police on the city walls were thrown about, with many even falling off the walls.

The city's defense system collapsed the moment of impact, and fire and smoke spread rapidly.

Although the Sarkaz mobile cities were also affected, their structures were clearly more robust, being those of an elector.

After the impact, Sarkaz soldiers rushed out of the mobile city and flooded into Dristel like a tidal wave.

The military police in these small cities were too busy to organize effective resistance, and the entire city descended into chaos.

Because the coalition forces drew upon the main forces of most cities, it was manageable for large cities in a region, but for smaller cities, it meant a significant weakening of their defenses.

They didn't expect the Sarkaz to arrive so quickly; in fact, the reinforcements from Letania were still en route when the Sarkaz had already stormed into Drest City.

The city's defense forces consisted of only a handful of phonographs, and most of the stationed military police were not even familiar with music. Within a short period of time, the city completely fell.

Most nobles died without ever understanding why the Sarkaz knew the map of the area so well.

They weren't just wandering around; they were clearly prepared. They launched a surprise attack on their tower and seized the phonograph in an instant.

These nobles, still reeling from the shock of the moving city, were arrested before they could even launch an attack.

Shen Lin didn't have time to stay on the battlefield any longer; having Theresis leading his troops was enough.

After having all the phonographs removed, he went straight to the control center of this mobile city.

"Has the message that they were attacked not been sent out yet?"

"Good news!!"

"Oh? They've already warmed up the mobile system for us. That saves us a lot of trouble."

Shen Lin clicked on "The Art of Graffiti" to browse the entire situation.

A glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Their strength is slowly gathering too. They've laid all the traps here, so let's eat, eat, eat!!"

"Let's see if they can defend faster or we can attack faster!!"

"All troops, prepare for battle! We shall continue our advance!!"

Having just emerged from a war, the city of Driss sprang into action again within hours, charging swiftly toward the next city in the Enwade region.

Chapter 111 [The Cruel Tyrant]

Ursus, a military base on the southern border.

A biting wind howled as the Ursus army undertook its final preparations. Soldiers, clad in heavy uniforms and armed, stood in the snow awaiting orders from their superiors.

High-speed warships, aircraft, and artillery were neatly arranged on the open ground of the base. The roar of engines and the footsteps of soldiers intertwined, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Inside the command center, Ursus generals were gathered around a large map, discussing their next move.

The map marks the various regions of Letania, as well as the advance route of the Sarkaz army.

"Report! Breaking intelligence!"

An intelligence officer rushed into the command room, holding a battle report that he had just received.

"explain!"

The leading general—Ilov Petrovich, commander-in-chief of the Fourth Ursus Army—raised his head and stared sharply at the intelligence officer.

"The Sarkaz army has captured the Rupercan region and is advancing towards the Kadenrania region!"

The intelligence officer's voice held a hint of disbelief.

"They're moving too fast! In just over a week, they've already taken over three major regions!"

"What?!"

"These Sarkaz... how did they manage to do that?"

General Ilov stood up abruptly, his brow furrowed.

"According to reports from frontline scouts, the Sarkaz forces are far more capable than we anticipated."

"Their soldiers are highly trained and well-equipped, and... they seem to possess a power we've never seen before, capable of destroying enemy lines in a short time."

General Ilov remained silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He had originally thought that although the Sarkaz were powerful, they were not capable of conquering multiple regions of Letania in such a short time.

However, reality gave him a heavy blow.

"What's the situation now?"

General Ilov asked in a deep voice.

"The whole of Letania is in complete chaos, with some fleeing and others surrendering."

"Furthermore, Leitania's main forces have all moved south to try and halt the Sarkaz's advance."

"Those Sarkaz, they first broke through the Vasseur territory, then headed straight for Enwad and Ruperkan, and then prepared to march on the Kadenrania region..."

"Given the current situation, it's only a matter of time before the Kadenrania region falls."

Even this intelligence officer, who had participated in the Four Emperors' War, was stunned when he saw this intelligence.

They captured two major regions in just over a week, and that was in an environment where the terrain was unfavorable for large-scale marches.

Who fights a war like that?

Don't these Sarkaz people need any rest?

Upon hearing this news, not only Ilov, but all the other generals were also filled with excitement.

That's absolutely fantastic!!

Everything is developing in the direction most favorable to them.

Ilov walked to the map and carefully examined the defensive line in northern Letania. After a moment, he turned to the other generals in the command room and spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"The Sarkaz are engaged in battle with the main forces of Letania in the south, while Letania's northern defenses are virtually nonexistent."

General Ilov's voice carried a hint of excitement.

"If we send troops now, we can openly and legitimately seize control of these areas under the pretext of protecting the northern cities of Letania."

Letania is barely clinging to life, but they have gathered all their forces to confront the Sarkaz head-on, and it now seems only a matter of time before the other regions fall.

While the Sarkaz army's reckless charge seemed powerful, in reality, they were unable to advance further once they stopped.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted!

They can then wait and see, and when the Sarkaz and Letanians are both exhausted, they can reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

If this move succeeds, they will be able to swallow Letania in one fell swoop, and may even be able to take over large swathes of Kazdel's current territory.

At that time, the banner of the double-headed eagle will stand tall on Terra, and Ursus will once again be great!

"But......"

"If we rashly send troops, will it alert the Sarkaz? They're currently riding high; what if they turn their guns on us...?"

One of the generals hesitated.

"Don't worry."

"The Sarkaz are currently busy dealing with the main force of Letania and have no time to attend to the north."

"Moreover, our reasons for sending troops are perfectly legitimate—we are here to protect the northern cities of Letania and prevent further invasions by the Sarkaz. Who would doubt our motives?"

The generals in the command room looked at each other, then nodded in agreement.

"Pass down the order!"

General Ilov waved his hand and spoke in a loud voice.

"All troops, proceed immediately! Target: Northern cities of Letania! We must seize control of these areas before the Sarkaz can react!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers responded in unison, then quickly left the command room to begin deploying their respective troops.

Moments later, Ursus's army began its massive march toward northern Letania.

The tracks of the high-speed warships rumbled through the snow. The soldiers marched in unison, their faces filled with determination.

General Ilov stood on the command vehicle, gazing at the snow-covered plain ahead.

He was filled with confidence—this time, their Fourth Army would get a share of the spoils in this war.

"Sarkaz..."

"You are indeed very strong, but the rules of this game are not set by you."

……

Letania, Ston Territory.

The atmosphere inside the meeting room was so heavy it was almost suffocating.

The remaining electors sat around in the council hall, their faces grim, their fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

Their eyes swept over each other, their gazes flashing with barely concealed anxiety and anger.

"Three major regions..."

“Waseer territory, Enwade, Ruperkan are gone, all gone.”

The Elector of Hayden-Schwell's voice was deep and cold.

"In just a few days, we've lost three major regions. Can anyone tell me why the Sarkaz were able to break through our defenses so easily?"

Silence fell over the parliament hall. The electors looked at each other, none daring to speak.

They all knew that the situation was already precarious, and any careless word could trigger even greater chaos.

"The Sarkaz moved much faster than we expected."

"Their mobile cities moved almost without pause, completely overwhelming our lines. Our soldiers... were utterly unable to resist."

Upon hearing this, the Elector of Hayden Schweil sneered.

"Unable to withstand it?"

"Then what is our army for? Have all the resources we've invested in training soldiers been wasted on them, unable to even buy time?"

The atmosphere in the parliament hall grew increasingly heavy.

The electors exchanged glances, and finally, the elector of the Erdenher region slowly spoke.

"Since we can't stop them head-on, let's try another approach. We can't let the Sarkaz continue to extract resources from our territory."

"I propose a scorched earth policy!"

Almost all the electors were shocked by this opinion.

"Scorched earth strategy?"

"Isn't this a bit extreme...? This will plunge our people into dire straits!"

The Elector simply smiled slightly, his tone calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

"Who said we did it?"

"Art needs the influence of peace. Letania has always been a peace-loving and people-oriented country, and we will never lay a hand on our citizens."

"It was clearly those Sarkaz who committed all sorts of atrocities. They didn't even spare unarmed villagers, and they burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of evil wherever they went."

"Our soldiers fought desperately but were still no match for them, and could only watch helplessly as they destroyed our homeland."

The electors around him exchanged glances, and they immediately understood what the elector meant.

“You’re right, those Sarkaz are absolutely despicable; they don’t even spare civilians.”

“Our towns and villages, the places where our ancestors have lived for generations, have been burned to the ground by the Sarkaz. They are utterly inhuman and have no humanity left!”

"Their atrocities are beyond description. They not only looted supplies but also cruelly murdered civilians who refused to submit. Countless of our soldiers died or were wounded while protecting the people. This blood feud must be avenged!"