Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Mons Fortress was a full thousand kilometers away from the prosperous Imperial City. Although the Empire had meticulously built wide roads, the distance was still a problem that could not be ignored.

A hundred thousand elite main force legions, accompanied by the same number of laborers, carrying heavy equipment and supplies, slowly advanced towards Mons Fortress.

Even if General Breuer adopted a rapid march strategy, this trek would still take at least twenty long days and nights. And if the noble private armies that had to be conscripted along the way were taken into account, their addition would undoubtedly slow down the march.

In that case, the time of arrival at the fortress would probably be delayed by another ten days. The urgency of time was like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, making everyone feel the oppression of war.

During this period, Soren's figure frequently appeared between the Wenk Royal Manor and the Adventurers Guild.

As the war approached, the second reinforcement unit would soon embark on its journey. He had to prepare in advance, be prepared for a rainy day, and ensure that everything went smoothly.

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The political situation in the Imperial City had also changed. Prime Minister Robert and the other two chief officials had already gone to the other three fortresses to personally oversee the command.

This meant that within the Imperial City, there was temporarily no general capable of standing alone.

Soren understood that Neumann and Horns had no problem managing state affairs, and had enough strength to hold down the Imperial City, but the two were not good at marching and fighting.

This meant that once the war on the front lines was unfavorable, Emperor Gustav might have to personally lead the expedition to boost morale.

The entire Imperial City was shrouded in a tense and solemn atmosphere, and everyone was making final preparations for the upcoming war.

Soren was no exception. In his busy schedule, he revealed a kind of firmness and decisiveness, as if preparing for the upcoming storm.

In the bustling street corners of the Imperial City, the entrance of the Adventurers Guild was crowded with people every day.

Soren came here every day to select elites from the carefully screened children of good families to expand his guard.

His guard had expanded from the initial six people to fifty people, and each member was carefully selected and trained.

The establishment of the Adventurers Guild not only provided a gathering platform for the empire's warriors, but also promoted a complete set of cultivation talent screening laws.

According to this law, any child who is ten years old can participate in the cultivation talent test.

Once the test shows that they have cultivation talent, they will have the opportunity to enter the Adventurers Guild Elementary School for free to receive basic breathing and meditation training.

Once genius seeds are discovered, they will be given priority to the army and the Imperial Royal Academy, discovering a large number of talents for the empire.

This policy is undoubtedly a rare opportunity for children from ordinary families. It can not only help them improve their strength, but also have the opportunity to use this to leap to a higher social class.

Therefore, whether children or young people, they actively participate in the test, hoping to seize this opportunity to change their destiny.

Rippey, a commoner youth from the West District, also joined the testing team. His father was a shoemaker and his mother was a leatherworker. Such a family condition was considered well-off in the commoner district. Because of such a family background, Rippey was able to harbor the dream of becoming an adventurer.

In the tense test, Rippey showed a medium level of cultivation talent.

The staff in charge of the test couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

If Rippey had discovered this talent ten years earlier, he might already be a fourth-order transcendent. But starting to cultivate now, it would be the limit of his life to enter the third order.

Despite this, Rippey did not feel discouraged. He knew that this opportunity was hard-won and was determined to seize this opportunity to change his destiny, work hard to cultivate, and become a true adventurer.

There were many young people who shared the same dreams as Rippey, and they all hoped to join the ranks of the Transcendent through hard cultivation one day.

The Adventurers Guild opened a door for them, but future achievements require them to work hard on their own, cultivate and accumulate step by step.

Soren stood on the high platform, his voice loud and firm, every word like a brand on the soldiers' hearts.

"Warriors, today I, Soren, promise you that a brand new empire will rise in our hands. We are not just fighting for a piece of land or a title, we are fighting for glory, for dignity, for the future!" Soren's words revealed unparalleled power and conviction.

The students held their heads high and chests out, their eyes flashing with a desire for victory and admiration for Soren.

The clashing of armor made a clanging sound, as if a battle song was stirring. Their breathing and heartbeats seemed to accelerate with Soren's words, and their blood boiled in every warrior's chest.

"Your Highness Seventh Prince, we are willing to follow you to the ends of the world!" An older student shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the wilderness, arousing the resonance of the soldiers.

"For the Empire! For the future!" The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices converging into an unstoppable force, soaring into the sky. Their faces were full of determination, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.