Laria.
After a year and a half of recuperation, although Laria has not returned to its former glory, it has also returned to the scale that a big city should have.
After all, no matter how magical things have happened in big cities, they are still big cities. There will always be people with dreams who leave their hometowns without hesitation and go to big cities to work hard, hoping to find opportunities to get ahead.
There was an incident last time, but now Laria is much better than before in terms of public security and everything else.
The police no longer charge arbitrary fees, no more innocent travelers are dragged into the red light district to sell their bodies, and no more underground casinos jointly run by government and businessmen force people to sell their children.
This is not because the nobles discovered their conscience, nor did they become good people, but there was once a girl holding Sword in the Stone, who left an indelible mark here.
Although I don't know how long it will last, at least it's getting better, right?
Aiman·Peterson, the eldest son of a marquis.
Since the death of Duke Benson, he has been stationed in Laria Fortress.
He is a noble of the empire, his ancestors have made many military exploits, and his family is also very powerful.
He does not participate in politics or business operations here, and the territory is not his. He is only responsible for the military affairs of Laria.
In theory, this is a sinecure.
Just like two cannonballs have a very low probability of exploding into a crater, Laria has already had an accident once, and no one would think that Laria will have an accident again.
No matter how difficult it is for something to happen, there is still an extra fortress here to ensure nothing goes wrong.
And the leader of this fortress can only be an idler.
Today Aiman is leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper in Laria Fortress.
The newspapers were full of news about Caroso's victory. Public opinion couldn't hide it even if they wanted to.
However, the comments in this newspaper are quite interesting. Some experts pointed out that this battle was deliberately failed because the empire wanted to see how many people with evil intentions there were.
When they gather together, they will serve it in one pot.
Some experts pointed out that this is because the empire's top officials want to see what the composition of some wavering small countries is.
In short, all kinds of conspiracy theories appeared in newspapers.
"Report!"
Aiman was reading the newspaper when a voice interrupted him.
Aiman put down the newspaper dissatisfied and looked at the soldier. "What's the matter?"
"Ahead, there are troops landing ahead..."
"Huh?" Aiman was stunned for a moment. "Whose army?"
"According to the magic circle detection, it seems to be the army of Azure Wolf Province."
"FUCK!" Aiman suddenly had black lines all over his head.
Damn it, you logged in right under my nose, treating me like a human being, right?
"Where is the landing place and why are you reporting at this time?" Aiman shouted.
"Let me tell you."
At this moment, a young man walked in.
He was wearing a decent military uniform and had a serious face.
This is Aiman's military staff officer. He relies on this person very much.
"Yeah." Aiman stood up.
The staff officer entered the office.
This office is not big, just a desk, a chair, some books on the bookcase that you may not necessarily read, and a few strategic maps.
The staff officer came to the edge of the map, picked up a small wooden stick, and tapped a point on the map with the tip: "They landed here."
"No wonder..." Aiman suddenly understood.
Whether this location is close or far away, it is not within the warning range of Laria Fortress.
If the noise of building fortifications hadn't been too loud, they wouldn't have noticed it.
"There are 30,000 troops in the fortress, and the ammunition supply is sufficient. If we attack at this time, we should be able to defeat them directly!" The staff officer asserted. "At this time, they are already a tired army, and the ammunition should be almost consumed. After a naval battle, there cannot be too much left."
"Pander Empire's situation is different from other countries. They cannot seize our weapons and use them."
Listening to the staff officer's words, Aiman touched his chin, thoughtfully.
Caroso and others have completed the landing and are stationed some distance away from Laria.
Caroso did not choose to cut directly into the hinterland, because then the supply would be completely cut off. This is the same as in ancient times when wars could not cross the city.
Now there is only half of the force left, and those warships can no longer be used after a naval battle. Everything that can be dismantled has been dismantled, and supplies and ammunition have also been taken away.
Caroso is sitting on a big rock while soldiers are building fortifications.
"Master, judging from the map, we are quite far away from Ailin Your Highness." Isis·Prey came to Caroso and smiled bitterly, "On the contrary, we are very close to Laria."
"After what happened a year and a half ago, Laria built a fortress here!"
"If the fortress sends troops to attack us at this time, then..."
"This is the best place to land." Caroso said, "If we go directly to join Ailin, I'm afraid we will encounter another blockade."
"Now it is difficult for us to fight a second naval battle."
"Pander Empire It was careless the first time, but not necessarily the second time."
"Our existence is like a nail. Next time they will definitely go all out to pull out our nail."
Isis's expression changed. "Then what should we fight with?"
"On our own, we can't defeat him no matter how hard we fight. Now we can only delay for time, and... wait." Caroso let out a sigh of relief.
"What do you mean?" Isis was a little confused.
He had been the leader of the tribe for so long, but he still couldn't see through the young man in front of him.
"Let them pay more attention to us, so that it will take longer for them to assemble their troops." Caroso said, "As for waiting... of course we have to wait for the people who send us troops."
"Presia will send troops?" Isis's eyes lit up.
"No, even if a big country is defeated, it will not send too many troops." Caroso shook his head. "The soldiers we are waiting for are a group of skirmishers, skirmishers from all over the world."
"Do they dare to send troops to help us?"
"I don't dare..." Caroso raised his lips slightly. "As long as we station here and build a fortress, many 'mercenaries' will come here."
[Why the hell do I feel like I've seen this script before]
[The big hair beats the two hairs, and the support from the two hairs is endless, right?]
[Boss Caro is now equivalent to two cents, but Boss Caro took the initiative to make himself the center of the storm]
[Those who want to move Pander Empire will probably try their best to support Boss Caro]
[Also Ailin]
[Boss Caro and Ailin are separated by a fortress, so it is difficult to see each other at the moment]
[I guess Boss Caro wants to wait for enough troops to attack together, right?]
"Then how can we delay time and make them pay more attention to us?" Isis continued to ask.
"Of course... muddy the waters."