When Gaul Falls. / Emperor of Gaul: At Any Rate, I Can't Let Victorians Sit in This Position!

For these Ursus Nobles, simply recording the names of these lowly people in a notebook was already an extraordinary act of kindness; wouldn't making a backup be a waste?

But can arrogant threats stop the fight for life?

It is an instinct for living beings to seek advantage and avoid harm, and in the middle of nowhere, it is not impossible for an officer with a knife to die.

Upon hearing that the officer would be staying that night, a burning light shone in the eyes of the "commoner" who had endured the ordeal of death.

Victoria's artillery fire was indeed terrifying, but the artillery fire was only for a moment, and so was the pain.

Ursus's actions, however, were even more chilling and terrifying.

After cleaning up their comrades' bodies, it was already night.

Victoria's artillery fire arrived as expected, but this time it became the hope for the accompanying soldiers to escape.

The officer, facing artillery fire for the first time, was so frightened that he hid in a pit.

But when the gunfire stopped, he tried to get up and observe his surroundings, only to find himself being stared at by countless eyes.

"You bunch..."

Before the word "commoner" could even be uttered, the officer's chest was pierced by a piece of Originium.

Among the crowd, there was an unfortunate person who had been hit by shrapnel from a cannonball and turned into an infected person, holding a glowing Originium, his eyes flashing with madness.

Chapter 243 The End of Gaul

In just half a day, Ursus's retinue of soldiers completely collapsed under the pressure from their superiors and Victoria's inhuman attacks.

Staying here means certain death, but escaping to the wilderness offers a chance of survival.

The people of Terra are more resilient than one might imagine.

However, the behavior of his subordinates quickly caught the attention of Master Huang, who was still fighting against Gaul on the front lines.

"You really can't expect Victorians to behave like normal people."

After burning the battle report in his hand to ashes, Huang Cao did not criticize him too much, but simply rewarded him according to his merits.

He wouldn't let this incident damage his men's confidence, because this was a life-or-death war, and any mercy would only cost his soldiers dearly.

"Reporting to my lord, we are just ahead at the gates of Gaul. We are only twenty kilometers away from Lingons."

Is there still 20 kilometers left?

Huang Cao looked at himself in the mirror, dressed in Golden Battle Armor.

"I'm incredibly handsome!"

"Let's go, let's sound the final death knell for this empire. Submission or death, I will not give them any choice."

Huang Cao stood atop the magnificent Cambridge, drew his sword, and pointed it at the distant Gaul capital.

"The army group has surrounded this Mobile City from six directions. I want to see how many days this city can hold out. At the same time, I will send a letter to the Emperor of Gaul, telling him to surrender quickly and not make things too ugly."

With a single command from their lord, six armies of High-speed Battleship instantly surrounded the capital of Gaul, completely severing its material and technological processes.

Meanwhile, panic was gripping the capital of Gaul.

Everyone knows that they are about to destroy their country, and even public order has begun to collapse.

Countless evils proliferated in broad daylight, and Order instantly descended into chaos.

Huang Cao was willing to give Gaul a chance to surrender, otherwise they could expect the devastation that would ensue after the city fell into famine.

Early Mobile City had no rivers, and they couldn't even access groundwater.

The Emperor of Gaul sat dejectedly on his throne. The course of the war had completely exceeded his expectations. The High-speed Battleship of Utopia were unlike any other nation's.

Rather than being made of steel, they are more like living Great Beast.

The Gaul warships were constantly being damaged, and each time they were damaged, it would take half a month to repair them.

However, the Utopia's High-speed Battleship seemed to have seen a ghost. Although their own high-speed armor-piercing shells could barely penetrate their defenses, they could recover most of their strength within a few seconds and regain their combat effectiveness in the blink of an eye.

What kind of monster is this? And what kind of technology is it?

Moreover, their shells were very strange; not only were they extremely powerful, but once hit, if the wound was left unattended, the entire High-speed Battleship would be rendered completely unusable.

Because the enemy's shells, which look like mushrooms, will create a fungal-like plant on the spot once they are hit.

Unless the hit module can be discarded at an extremely high speed, it won't be long before everyone on the High-speed Battleship becomes nutrients for this plant.

The time was less than half an hour.

What's even more infuriating is that Utopia's High-speed Battleship charge incredibly fast and love to engage in head-on collisions.

Once hit, the High-speed Battleship of Gaul will also be infected and will soon be swallowed up by the enemy warships. Utopia's success rate is almost 100%.

Even if hit by a shell, High-speed Battleship can still retain its main body if the action is quick enough. The warship can be sent to the repair shop in the capital for another chance to be saved.

However, if a ship from Utopia were to collide with it, the consequences would not only be total destruction, but also the direct transformation into a puppet controlled by the other side.

Referred to as being bullied directly.

Originally, it was a battle of attrition, but the more they consumed, the more they lost.

Gradually, Lingons, as the leading industrial city in Gaul, exhausted all its steel reserves within a month under the influence of Utopia, and was even forced to dismantle the mobile modules in order to maintain its operations.

The Emperor of Gaul knew that, given the current situation, there was no way he could escape his country's capital.

How can Mobile City compare to High-speed Battleship?

Otherwise, it wouldn't be called Mobile City, but a high-speed city.

"Your Majesty, the leader of Utopia has issued a letter of surrender. How should we respond?"

"This was said by one of the loyal ministers of the Emperor of Gaul."

"Just leave it there."

If this had happened a month earlier, the Emperor of Gaul would have torn the letter to shreds without hesitation.

His confidence at the time was based on his belief that he was in control, but now, in less than a month, he has been kicked into this predicament, surrounded on all sides, with the national capital in grave danger.

How could we not let this emperor think about what to do in the future?

"His Majesty!"

The loyal minister tried to dissuade him again. He naturally hoped that his emperor could continue to fight, but he also knew that the burden of the country did not lie with the emperor alone.

If the leaders of Utopia truly intend to drive Gaul to the brink of despair, the dire situation in the Gaul capital will likely exceed the imagination of the world within two months.

After all the ministers in the hall had left, Corsica I, now the Emperor of Gaul, was filled with deep regret.

He hated his own incompetence, hated his inability to lead the country to victory, but he did not lament the injustice of fate.

A loss is a loss. Failing to consider the international situation is also a problem on their own, and they can't blame anyone else.

The root of all this is his own pursuit of being number one in the world.

Little did they know that while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole lurks behind; a single misstep can lead to eternal regret.

He now faces only two paths: fight to the death or surrender.

In reality, the current Emperor of Gaul has no choice.

Huang Cao had plenty of ways to slaughter all the Gaul inside Lingons, after all, people always need to eat.

Even if you want to end the battle faster, Huang Cao only needs to plant a few Seed, and in less than a week, the entire city will be completely transformed into a green ocean.

Once the capital is captured, the other cities in Gaul will certainly surrender without resistance, and there will be no possibility of continuing guerrilla warfare.

So what is the cost?

The price was the deaths of millions of people. Huang Cao officially became the world's number one butcher, and the city would truly become a pile of almost useless scrap metal.

As for directly leading troops into the city, forcibly capturing the Emperor of Gaul, and thus ending the war?

Huang Cao said he wasn't that stupid; let whoever wants to fight in the alleyways do it, he certainly didn't want to.

Even if one's own Abundance Warrior are powerful enough, and the soldiers' armor is strong enough, they will still be able to defend themselves.

However, the Gaul's equipment was not entirely ineffective against them.

Chapter 244 Emperor of Gaul: Anyway, this position cannot be given to Victorians!

It was night.

The military camp where Utopia is stationed.

"A strong wind rises, and the clouds fly high."

Singing and dancing filled the air, the aroma of meat wafted through the crowd, and beer was drunk freely—a stark contrast to the wailing and lamentation in the city of Lingons.

With the Power of Abundance, Utopia has no need to worry about insufficient food supplies for expeditions.

The food may be a bit monotonous, but there will be plenty of staple foods and vegetables.

Therefore, the Emperor of Gaul's plan was doomed to fail from the start.

Master Huang said: I don't have any grain transport lines at all. How can you cut off my grain supply lines from behind? You'd better just let me beat you to the ground!

"Gentlemen, I would like to hear your opinions."

Huang Cao, who had downed a whole barrel of beer, asked the Legion Commander below.

Arthur, who will be known as the Iron Duke in the future, stood up and replied, "Reporting to the leader, the capital of Gaul is now completely surrounded by us, and victory is only a matter of time. Moreover, in order to deal with the war in Leithanian, Gaul has already consolidated all the resources of other Mobile City into the capital, so the other Mobile City have no capacity to support the capital at all."

"If the leader desires to conquer the Gaul capital at an extremely rapid pace, we can bring you victory by tomorrow morning."

Everyone present was extremely excited, after all, this was once the strongest nation in Terra, and if it were to be conquered, their names would be recorded in the annals of this land.

This is something that so many people dream of.

"No rush. If I were only focused on destroying Gaul, we would have won a month ago. Why waste so much time with them?"

It's nothing more than Huang Cao wanting to reduce the difficulty of managing his future; a ruined Gaul is not the Gaul he desires.

This country was basically crippled after fighting with Leithanian, and he had no intention of coming to help them.

So he is now waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to make Gaul truly submit to him.

Night.

The utopian revelry was witnessed by the Emperor of Gaul atop the high-rise building, which left him feeling quite uneasy.

Voting for your own people will make you a sinner for all time, while not voting for your own people could lead to an unprecedented disaster.

The thoughts of kings are always in sync.

The fact that the Emperor of Gaul understood Huang Cao's kindness and maintained a siege without attacking is irrefutable proof.

Even Utopia didn't fire a shot into the city—what a mercy!

But once this kindness is betrayed, the inhabitants of Lingons have no chance of survival; utter destruction awaits them.

The Emperor of Gaul pondered for a long time atop the tower, and finally decided to raise his white flag.

"Glory has left me, but the people stand with me."

After a self-mocking laugh, the Emperor of Gaul shakily wrote a letter of surrender.

And through its own secret channels, it was delivered to Utopia before the next morning.

After completing these tasks, the Emperor of Gaul returned to his palace and summoned all his ministers to announce his decision.

"The leader of Utopia is benevolent. As long as you serve another master peacefully in the new dynasty, you will most likely continue to enjoy wealth and honor."

The emperor, sitting on his throne, announced the end of the nation's history; he was about to truly become the last ruler of a fallen kingdom.

"Your Majesty, how can we serve two masters?"

The remaining ministers knelt down to express their loyalty.

"Your Majesty, when the leader of Utopia enters the city, should we...?"

"Surrender! We can't let our people suffer any longer. We've truly lost."

"His Majesty!"

The ministers tried to dissuade him further, and some even drew their swords, wanting to run outside the city and fight Utopia to the death.

"There is no need to discuss this matter further. As the rulers of this country, we are not starving for the time being, but do you know what the people at the bottom can only eat right now?"