LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

A few days later, Balu'e Province.

Through the Noxian military hexgate, Vladimir arrived at the Empire's frontline military camp in the Wuji Mountains.

Accompanying him were the mages of the Scarlet Order under his command; and Yin Lisi, and the Church of the Vile Maw under her command.

Yin Lisi, the Spider Queen, the chosen one of the Evil God's Despicable Maw, and the top leader of the Black Rose organization.

She was in a somewhat similar situation to Vladimir.

Vladimir is an old monster over 1,500 years old. He needs the flesh and blood of countless living people to maintain the strength and eternity of his body.

Yin Lisi is a "young man" over 500 years old. She needs to regularly sacrifice human beings to the evil god's vile throat in order to continue to maintain the strength and youth given to her by the spider god.

So whether it is Yin Lisi or Vladimir, they are destined to be unable to coexist peacefully with the leader.

Nowadays, the rise of the leader is almost unstoppable. The two people, who are accustomed to protecting themselves wisely, have to personally lead their respective cronies to support this war.

Of course, Vladimir and Yin Lisi did not appear in front of others in their original appearance.

Because just like LeBlanc's treatment - Vladimir and Yin Lisi, as the top leaders of the organization, have also joined the "Black Rose Expanded Deluxe Card Pack" launched by Zaun last month.

Now the whole world knows their last names and what they really look like.

As a result, Vladimir turned into a pale young nobleman, and Yin Lisi turned into a charming and charming noble lady.

"Boy, please take a seat!" Du Kecao received the two guests from Black Rose in the tent with a gloomy face.

The general's appearance and temperament were obviously much worse than when he first arrived a month ago.

Without him, because this battle is too difficult to fight.

Before coming, he thought that the former commander, General Lester, had evil intentions and deliberately paddled to preserve his strength.

After arriving, he took charge and fought for a month before he realized how hard this was to crack.

In the past month, what Du Kecao has done the most is to make phone calls to urge the Immortal Fortress to send more support.

Moreover, the people who come to support must be the elites of the empire, first-class extraordinary warriors. Otherwise, no matter how many ordinary soldiers come from the empire, they will not be able to defeat the "machine sea tactics" of the leader.

But Noxus is now fighting on four fronts and has already reached the extreme level of military force. How can it mobilize so many extraordinary strong men to support the Ionian battlefield?

As a result, Du Kecao had to "call" Black Rose non-stop to ask for support.

But these bastards have been holding on to their own private direct troops and refused to let go. They always dreamed of squeezing out a few so-called elite troops from the empire's "public accounts" and supporting them to make a comeback.

But facts have proven that this is a ridiculous tactic. Apart from increasing the number of last hits for the leader and increasing the personnel and logistics pressure on the empire, it has no effect.

"It seems that now you have realized that this was a stupid mistake."

Facing these two mysterious guests from the Black Rose, these two extraordinary strong men who could make him feel a huge sense of oppression by just releasing their momentum, Du Cacao showed no respect in his words.

Because in the past month or so, he has seen through the fragile nature of this mysterious organization from Black Rose's sluggish performance.

Yes, vulnerable.

He used to think that the top management of Black Rose were a group of omnipotent ghosts, but now it seems that they are just human beings bound by entanglements of interests, selfish and in vain.

"I've been waiting for you for a month! Where are you people?!" Du Cacao couldn't help scolding: "One month, who knows how many leaders will be in Ionia in this month? How many believers are there!”

"It's not like you don't know how generous the goddess Janna is to her followers. If we keep dragging it on like this, until next year or the year after next, until these tens of millions of Ionians can all be controlled. The leader of divine power, then..."

"That's enough!" Vladimir finally interrupted him uncontrollably.

That’s all LeBlanc taught him.

As a part-time worker, how dare you scold your boss like this?

Even if you are doing it for the good of the company, you must first understand whose company it is, do you understand? !

"General Du Couture." Vladimir choked him back with one sentence: "Do you need me to remind you that your good daughter has betrayed the empire and became the leader?"

"..." Du Cacao looked gloomy: "It's not your fault, sir."

"I will kill her myself."

He could really do this.

Assassins who fail their mission are not worthy of living, especially betrayers. This is the rule of the Kecao family. My own daughter is no exception.

But Vladimir only said mockingly: "The Myrdalda family said the same thing. So did many other families."

"..." Du Kecao was speechless.

He knew that the other party was making excuses, but his own daughter did surrender - just like Mel Myrdalda, who is now secretly regarded as a "model for learning" by many flexible imperial nobles.

"I can understand that you want to hedge your bets." Vladimir said rudely: "But since you are still betting heavily on the empire, you should listen to us. Otherwise..."

"General Du Couture, you don't want your wife, your little daughter, and your family to be guillotined for conspiring to treason, right?"

"Yes..." Du Quecao was dragged down by Caterina's shame of treason, so he had no choice but to swallow his words.

After Vladimir successfully beat the dissatisfied general, he slowly stood up, walked to the middle of the camp, and looked at the three-dimensional war sandbox restored to equal proportions on the command platform.

"I brought the support you asked for." Vladimir looked at the vivid mountains and rivers on the sand table and said leisurely: "As you wish, we will start a decisive battle with the Wind Leader tomorrow."

"What?" Du Cacao frowned: "Tomorrow?"

Although he had been looking forward to a quick victory, the short one-day preparation time was really too hasty.

A hundred thousand troops, plus several troops that the empire has successively supported in the past month, he now has hundreds of thousands of formal combat soldiers, not counting the huge logistics slave army.

How could a decisive battle involving hundreds of thousands of people be that simple?

It would probably take several days just to discuss the specific tactics, decide how the troops of each battle group and legion should be deployed, and what tasks each would be responsible for in the decisive battle.

Although Du Kecao and his staff had made a lot of preparations in advance for this decisive battle. However, the war situation is changing rapidly, and these plans cannot be used at any time without any changes at the top of the order.

"Sir, I think we should spend a few more days to carefully adjust the combat preparedness." Du Kecao said politely, but he was already cursing in his heart.

The co-author, the military supervisor from Black Rose, is simply a layman who doesn’t know how to fight.

Did he think that this was a Zhanqi board game played by children in Zaan, and that they could win directly by F2A if they had the strength advantage?

Du Kecao was officially slandering in his heart, but he didn't expect...

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, and there is no need for any tactical plan." Vladimir coldly rejected his proposal.

As he spoke, he casually picked up the command pole on the table and pushed forward all the chess pieces representing the imperial army on the sand table:

"You just need to order the whole army to attack and let everyone charge together."

Du Couture: "..."

There was an eerie silence.

Finally, Du Cacao's face turned extremely cold.

Even if he is accused of treason, he will still yell out: "You madman!"

"I think you are simply an undercover agent sent by the Leader... No, even the undercover agent of the Leader would not dare to be as crazy as you!"

Du Cacao was an elegant old nobleman, but Vladimir's order instantly transformed him into Zaun's violent old brother.

Because Vladimir’s order was indeed extremely stupid.

Hundreds of thousands of people do not leave reserves, do not choose death squads, do not distinguish between left and right armies, do not distinguish between forward and flank rearguards, and then infantry, artillery, crossbowmen, musketeers, rangers, heavy cavalry, flying knights, Warcraft troops, rune swords Soldiers, battle mages... each type of arms does not consider their respective roles, and they attack together without thinking?

No pig can fight like this!

"You want us to die!" Du Kecao scolded: "More than a hundred thousand people charge together..."

If it were an ancient army with poor military discipline and inconvenient communication, fighting like this...if anyone shouted "The Empire has been defeated" in the crowd, it would probably trigger an avalanche-like rout immediately.

Still charging? I'm afraid they won't even be able to break out of the camp, and they will lose more than half of their lives by trampling on each other.

Fortunately, Noxus has strict military discipline, a solid structure, and a communication command system based on communication spells. It can be regarded as a modern army with a high level of informatization.

"We can barely organize such a big charge. But the question is, what's the point?"

The leader is not afraid of the empire's human wave tactics at all.

Hundreds of thousands of people charged together across the mountains and plains. They were living targets in front of the leader's suicide drones.

"You don't have to worry about that." Vladimir said, "Of course we can deal with those gadgets of the Wind Leader."

"You?" Du Quecao looked at the two people in front of him thoughtfully: "But the support troops you brought this time are only a few hundred people, right?"

"That's enough." Yin Lisi also spoke.

The hundreds of people she and Vladimir brought this time were all elite mages they had trained over the years. Together with the two of them, they serve as the real trump card of the imperial army...

So Yin Lisi said with confidence: "In front of the truly strong, numbers are meaningless."

"This..." Du Cacao frowned.

He could understand Yin Lisi's confidence. If Yin Lisi, Vladimir and others are really as powerful as they claim to be, even stronger than Irelia and others on the Wind Leader side, then this brainless charge tactic can indeed be successful.

After all, the battle formation skills of mortals are meaningless to the first-class extraordinary warriors. The most suitable tactic for these "gods on earth" has always been F2A.

But the problem is:

"Since quantity is meaningless..." Du Cacao felt vaguely uncomfortable: "Why do you still ask for these hundreds of thousands of troops to charge with you?"

The terrain in the Wuji Mountains is narrow, and the army cannot deploy even if it rushes in.

Hundreds of thousands of people are crowded into the mountains. Even if they are not killed by drones as targets, the effectiveness of the human sea tactic will not be effective at all.

Therefore, the correct approach should be to select the best from the best, select an extraordinary force of up to a few thousand people from these 100,000 troops, and concentrate on breaking through the enemy's defense line.

But Vladimir and Yin Lisi need so many people... Why is this?

Couldn't they have imagined that in this unusual war, numbers have lost their meaning?

Don't they know that those ordinary soldiers can do nothing except go up and die?

"Wait! You, you..." Du Kecao's expression was stagnant, and his eyes were extremely angry: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"You want to know?" Yin Lisi stretched out the tip of her tongue stained with poisonous saliva and licked the corner of her mouth: "It doesn't hurt to tell you -"

"My god needs enough high-quality sacrifices, and his magic also needs high-level nutrients with abundant vitality."

"Only in this way can we face the tripartite alliance of Wind Leader, Ionia and Demacia with the strongest posture, and face the goddess Janna who may appear at any time."

"Do you understand, General?"

"..." Du Kecao felt cold all over.

He was never a benevolent general. In order to win, he has consumed his subordinates like cannon fodder more than once.

But this time, even he felt that the two guys in front of him were a little too extreme.

Du Couture instinctively wanted to dissuade him.

But with just one look, Vladimir made him as stiff as a piece of wood and unable to move.

"Don't be afraid." Yin Lisi said with a smile, "This is just a necessary sacrifice."

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The second half was not written well. I originally wanted to write about the leader's reaction before the battle and compare it with the villain. As a result, I was asked to write it as the main theme of the Spring Festival Gala. The readers did not respond well, so I deleted it directly.

This is also the problem that this book has always had. I often go too far with myself, hoping to portray the noble side of what I imagine to be the leader. However, due to lack of experience and limited writing power, I cannot write with that natural feeling.

As a result, I often write Spring Festival Gala-style main themes, which makes people feel embarrassed... I can only say that this subject is indeed much more difficult than I thought.

I will try my best to pay attention in the future and try to avoid committing this kind of low-quality literary youth disease...