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Chapter 1546. To the final battle! (Part 1543)

Since the war mobilization order was issued ten days ago, Transia, which had just had a few days of leisure, once again entered into the tense and exciting stage of preparation for war.

It is less than a month away from the end of the Insect Plague, which basically gives the locals a dozen precious days of rest time between two preparations for war. If it were in other places, such frequent preparations for war would definitely cause some unnecessary chaos. However, how can we say that the Transians are different?
Ever since the order to prepare for war was sent to the managers of every village through the computing orb office system that has achieved full coverage, the entire area has begun to shift to a state of war in an orderly manner. Even some guys who are not used to a peaceful life cheered and took out various weapons hidden in their homes, and happily ran to the militia to request to join the training.

Whether or not the people of Transia really love war remains to be discussed, but one thing is certain: the people of this place can benefit from war.

Especially in the two years since Governor Murphy took office, every war involving the Transians has allowed them to gain more or less benefits, whether it was the Black Disaster or a series of subsequent changes in events.

This damn wild area still has a bounty system.

For example, when the Endless Insect Plague broke out before, the Scarlet Archon, who was respected by the locals, issued a temporary bounty. Those locals who had the courage to go out and hunt insects received the full bounty, which was at least enough for them to make the down payment for buying a house in Scarlet Castle.

Ugh, damn it!
I don’t know who came up with this weird idea. There is no purchase restriction for locals in big cities, but they still have to pay a lot of money to buy a decent house, which makes them exhausted.

However, the good news is that the industrial zone in Under Armour Hills has now switched to a wartime system. Workers will receive incentive payments for every batch of weapons and equipment produced there that is sold. Although there are many outsiders who come to the factories to make a living, the number of locals is not large, so there is no exaggerated confrontation.

It is said that this time they will face the legendary Chaos villains. According to the priests of the church, the war between Order and Chaos is coming, and their great governor, Lord Murphy, will lead the bravest warriors in the world into the astral realm to resist the evil invasion of Chaos, while the mortals will also have their own battlefield.

The forces of chaos will invade reality, and then the people of Transia will have to fight against the evil spirits from hell on their own land.

If you ask the locals if they are afraid of dangerous ghosts, of course they are.

However, the cruel life of the past few hundred years has made the Transians enjoy war, and they are not born to adapt to brutal and fierce battles, but the problem is that when the past is full of history of "if you don't fight, you will die", even the weakest Transians will enthusiastically embrace the power that is enough to allow them to survive in this cruel world.

Life and death has long been the norm for all creatures on this earth.

The past two years have changed the appearance of this land. People here live better and with more dignity, but this does not mean that they have lost the courage to fight against strong enemies after putting on shoes. On the contrary, they will burst out with stronger fighting spirit because they do not want to return to their former poverty and desolation.

The only regret is that these passionate men are unable to be selected into the army of warriors under Governor Murphy due to their lack of strength, and follow their beloved governor to the legendary battlefield.

But not everyone is without this opportunity.

"Potter! You've been called up again, grab your gear and follow me."

In the farm of the "Third Brigade", a special administrative village in the mountains of Transcia, old Norman in military uniform jumped off a military griffon and strode into the land that had just been harvested and was being prepared for cultivation.

The old witch hunter's loud voice rang out in this already impressive farm, immediately attracting the attention of the local "young master". A half-grown child wearing a straw hat, carrying a hoe and several of his own kobold farmhands, stood in front of Old Norman with a vigilant look on his face.

He shouted to the uncle in front of him:

"My father is sick and can't go to the war with you."

"Get out of the way, Sam, you're a terrible liar."

Old Norman waved his hand helplessly and said:
"This time the order comes directly from the top of the church. I can't object, and neither can Potter. He must set off immediately. The Sun Ship will arrive at the Scarlet Castle in three hours, and then we will go to Sunset Continent together to serve as commanders.

Don't worry, your father will be the quartermaster sitting in the office this time, he doesn't need to go into battle and kill the enemy himself."

"I do not believe!"

The boy named Sam put his hoe on the ground and grumbled:
"You said the same thing before the last battle on the Maginot Line. As a result, my father had to lie down for half a month before he recovered. He himself said that he almost died in that swamp. Please be kind. My father is so old. He doesn't have many years left to live. Let him spend the rest of his life peacefully on this farm."

"Alas, child, if possible, I also hope that my old brother can die in bed, but unfortunately this time it's not just him, you have also been drafted."

Old Norman tapped the boy on the head and said:

"Put away the farm work this afternoon and report to the militia tomorrow morning! You will be assigned to General Flanders as one of the Transiana local guards. After General Kudel and General Maxim have gone to the front, the local defense will be shouldered by General Eagle Claw.

You may be sent to the Stromgarde area, so remember to hide in the city when you encounter danger, and don't rush to deal with those dangerous Chaos scums."

"Ah? Do I have to go to the battlefield too?"

Sam was stunned for a moment, but then the child threw away the hoe in his hand and ran happily to the farm warehouse.

When old Norman walked out of the room with an unhappy old Potter, they saw Sam, wearing old witch hunter gear, jumping onto the farm horse with a fine shotgun on his back, intending to practice horseback archery surrounded by a group of armed kobold farmers.

"This is such a damn place!"

Potter, the old witch hunter who had crawled out of the pile of dead bodies several times, adjusted his mechanical arm while complaining to his old brother:

"Even half-grown children are looking forward to the war, Chao! Transians are really hopeless! We are really hopeless, we are either fighting or on the way to war all year round. By the way, are you really going to Sunset Continent to be a quartermaster this time?

I am such a powerful witch hunter elite, why don't you give me the rank of Brigadier General?"

"You think beautifully when riding a horse!"

Old Norman complained:

"Do you know how high the average strength level is in Sunset Continent? Those Aztecs are the real sons of God. You, a Silver Hunter, can't even become the captain of their elite troops. If Ms. Natalie hadn't established a branch of the church there, we wouldn't have been assigned to the front line.

It’s good enough to be a quartermaster. This is almost the last battle for us old brothers. After the battle, we should retire and go home to be farmers.

When the time comes, I will come to your farm to work as a gatekeeper, and you will have to pay me a salary every month.

By the way, where is your daughter?
Why isn't she here helping out today?"

"I sent Lisa to school in Port Charles. She left a few days ago and enrolled in the Administrative College to spend six years there."

Old Potter shook his head and said:

"That kid is a smart guy, just like Archon Miriam. He will definitely do great things in the future. As for Sam, he doesn't study hard and only practices shooting. There is no hope for this kid. He can only be a cowboy leader at best. Well, mediocrity is not a sin.

The good farm I left behind, plus the allowance I saved in the past, is enough for him to live a carefree life for the rest of his life. Moreover, he has been quite close to the youngest daughter of General Flanders recently.

Haha, I don’t think my son will be able to have that sweet, soft meal in the future.”

The two old witch hunters immediately laughed at their lack of respect. On their way to the Scarlet Castle on their Wind Eagles, Old Potter saw the troops gathering around the Maginot Line in the distance. He couldn't help but ask:
"If Chaos invades, it should be an all-pervasive attack, right? They won't specifically attack the Maginot Line. Why did General Flanders gather all the people there?"

“It’s convenient for dispatch.”

Old Norman explained:

"The Scarlet Castle has a defense matrix, so ordinary Chaos thieves can't get in. There are also many temples of the Church here. When the time comes, the divine power will be enough to protect villages everywhere. Our roads, villages and defense lines were designed according to military standards. This is enough to ensure that even if Chaos invades Transia, they can only attack a few places.

Moreover, the main forces of Chaos will be attracted to the Astral Realm and the Sunset Continent. According to Old Eugene, the intensity of the battle in the Old Continent will not be higher than that during the Infinite Insect Plague.

The only trouble is the erosion of mortal minds by Chaos.

But that is something that cannot be avoided.

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Our people can only hold on. If it is really dangerous, the Hades Army of Xike City will not sit idly by."

"makes sense."

Old Potter nodded, and when the two arrived at the flying platform of Scarlet Castle, the old witch hunter suddenly saw many familiar faces. Nash, the ambassador of the Werewolf Kingdom to Transia, was also in the crowd. It would not go to the front line of Sunset Continent, but it was sending the carefully selected Werewolf hunters from its own clan.

They were also recruited to go to the Sunset Continent to fight.

In addition, elders from the mountain people also came with strong young men to wait for the arrival of the Sun Ship. According to the orders received by the countries in the Order camp, each region must select enough elite troops to participate in the front-line war, and Transia is no exception.

Lord Valander, the current de facto leader of the mountain people, will lead his men to the battlefield as the commander of the Transian Legion.

The two thousand Winged Cavalry under his command will also gallop across the plains of the Sunset Continent as the main force, spreading the reputation of the Xike Winged Cavalry to another continent.

Knight Sunny was here to see her husband off with her two children in her arms, which made Knight Wallander, a man who could stand a man on his fist and run a horse on his shoulders, rarely show his warm side in front of everyone. He hugged and kissed his children and gave instructions to his family.

Old Potter couldn't help but stop when he saw this scene, and in his heart he also blessed the Eagle Knight, hoping that he could return home safely.

In front of him, the elite troops selected from the Church of Avalon were gathering there, led by Sister Marianne. Today, Ms. Marianne had changed her usual nun attire and put on the attire of a master hunter again. She wore a hunter hat and carried a shotgun. She looked heroic, and her silver hair no longer looked gentle but sharper.

However, there was Professor Chen who came to see Aunt Marian off.
The latter was chattering as he handed the travel backpack he had prepared to Sister Marian, and was instructing her on this and that. The witch hunter, who was supposed to be serious and indifferent, looked helpless and even a little disgusted. He urged Professor Chen to leave quickly and go back to the Stonemasons Brotherhood to lead the workers to continue to reinforce the shelter.

That is a major matter concerning the local people's livelihood.

Well, everyone actually knew about the things between the nanny and the old professor, but no one said it out loud. The old man and the old lady had to keep their twilight romance a secret, but their coming to say goodbye today can be regarded as semi-publicizing their relationship.

"Archon Miriam is here!"

Someone shouted, and the surging flying platform immediately quieted down. The elite troops drawn from various forces and their relatives who were seeing them off turned around and saw Governor Miriam being escorted onto the platform with an embarrassed look on her face.

Miriam was dressed in casual clothes and it was obvious that she was not here to give a speech.

She had come here as a private friend to see off several of her guards and old Norman, but she was discovered when she arrived. In addition, the locals respected her very much, so she was forced to go up to the platform and say a few words for everyone at this time.

Fortunately, Miriam is used to such scenes. The college dropout back then has now become a leader who has seen the world. Not long ago, she even met with the Millennium Dragon Emperor through remote communication.

She had chatted and laughed with all the prominent figures on this continent, so now this was just a small scene with gentle breeze and drizzle.

Although he had not prepared any lines in advance, the Scarlet Archon also felt the flowing emotions and beating feelings when he looked at the soldiers on the platform who were about to go to the front line.

She thought for a moment and then said:

“We all know that the decisive battle between Order and Chaos is about to begin. Not only will the bravest warriors among the Transians rush to the Sunset Continent with the warriors of other races on the continent, nor will it be only our beloved Governor who will lead the warriors of the world to the Astral Plane to rescue the Land of the Dead and give hope of healing to another world.

And us!

Transians, our land will also be invaded by the creatures of Chaos. After bidding farewell to our warriors, we will also return home to arm ourselves and defend our homes.

But are we afraid?

Do not!
We hold weapons to protect our wives, husbands, parents and children. We wear armor to protect our lives and futures. Who would refuse such glory? Which Transian would refuse such a battle?

We will meet the evil of Chaos on our own land. We have nowhere to turn back and we will not retreat.

Brave soldiers, do not worry about your hometown on the battlefield, just fight hard to kill the enemy and pursue victory! Brave people, do not worry about your relatives who are away on the land of your hometown, just stay here and dedicate yourself to your hometown.

When the soldiers return home covered in the glory of victory, we will still be here to welcome them!

The land of Transia will not belong to any thief. This land will never admit defeat and will never be defeated, no matter it is the Black Scourge or the Zerg, no matter it is the Old Gods or Chaos!"

In the glorious background of the majestic sun boat descending from the clouds, Miriam raised her fist and shouted:

"We are here, and we are not going anywhere! Let the thieves of Chaos come, and they will have no different fate than those who have come before us. They will be defeated by us, and will flee in the laughter of the Transians.

Transia will never be defeated! Victory will be ours!
For this last battle, my people, my countrymen, my warriors, for this last battle! We will take courage, and we will reach the end! "

(End of this chapter)