Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Several kilometers outside the city of Lora Khan, Prince Autry's army camp was stationed.

Tents stood one after another, stretching out in a vast expanse, with military flags fluttering in the wind, prominently displaying the existence of this army.

At this moment, they were probing each other with three border rebel armies, without truly engaging in fierce combat.

Scouts from both sides would occasionally appear within each other's line of sight, and small-scale conflicts would occasionally erupt, with arrows flying across the sky, and shouts of killing briefly rising before quickly returning to silence.

Prince Autry sat upright in his tent, listening to the war reports from the front, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

The atmosphere inside the tent was oppressive, and the candlelight flickered with the wind that poured in through the cracks, as if it would be extinguished at any moment, just like the precarious situation of Lora Khan.

Prince Autry frowned tightly and asked urgently, "Where are the reinforcements from the Imperial City?"

He knew that Lora Khan was now in imminent danger, and the garrison was struggling to support it under circumstances where the combat strength was vastly different, relying entirely on the ruthlessness that had been forced out of them.

If the reinforcements could not arrive in time, this crucial city would probably be difficult to defend.

Breck, a great general under Prince Autry, hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Your Highness, the Imperial Legion has entered Winkel Province and will arrive in Lora Khan tomorrow."

Hearing this news, Prince Autry nodded slightly, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

The arrival of the Imperial Legion would undoubtedly inject a shot in the arm into the crumbling defense line.

But he still did not dare to take it lightly and immediately asked, "What about the Imperial Mage Corps?"

In such a large-scale war, the role of the Mage Corps was crucial; they could use powerful magic to turn the tide of the battlefield and inflict heavy blows on the enemy.

Moreton, Prince Autry's chief archmage, who was responsible for liaising with the Imperial City Mage Corps and an eighth-tier peak mage, stepped forward and bowed slightly, saying, "They have not yet appeared and need to prepare a large number of magical materials and tools, so they will not be able to leave until tomorrow at the earliest."

Prince Autry's face instantly darkened upon hearing this.

He understood in his heart that the later the Mage Corps arrived, the more dangerous Lora Khan would be.

Without the support of the Mage Corps, it would be extremely difficult to resist the rebels' fierce offensive with only the Imperial Legion and the garrison in the city.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and pondered countermeasures.

"Issue an order to closely monitor the movements of the rebels, and at the same time, order the garrison in the city to defend until reinforcements arrive.

Tell them that the Imperial Legion and the Mage Corps are on their way, and as long as they hold on for two more days, we will have a chance to turn defeat into victory," Prince Autry said with a firm gaze, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.

He knew that at this moment, he had to give the garrison in the city and his soldiers a reassurance, so that they would have the faith to persevere.

Breck and Moreton went to carry out his orders, and Prince Autry sat alone in the tent, looking at the flickering candlelight, lost in thought.

Just then, a black figure emerged from the shadows like a ghost, breaking the silence.

"Your Highness! News has come back from the Imperial City," the black figure's voice was low and mysterious, echoing softly in the tent.

"What?" Prince Autry asked urgently, abruptly raising his head, his eyes fixed on the black figure, full of longing for news.

The black figure quickly knelt on one knee and respectfully reported, "The Imperial Mage Corps did not delay; they are preparing a legendary magical artifact that His Highness the Crown Prince obtained in the maze, which can greatly increase the combat effectiveness of the Mage Corps."

Hearing this, Prince Autry's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and he nodded with satisfaction.

As long as the Imperial Mage Corps was not deliberately delaying, then there was no problem.

In this war concerning the fate of the empire, every force was crucial, especially the Mage Corps, a powerful force that could turn the tide of battle at a critical moment.

If this legendary magical artifact could really play a role, it would undoubtedly add a lot of chances of winning to the upcoming battle.

Prince Autry pondered to himself upon hearing this.

Grand Princess Meilin's breakthrough to the Saint tier was undoubtedly a great event for the empire, but rehearsing a new mage lineup at this time meant that the Royal Mage Corps would probably be unable to participate in the battle of Lora Khan in a short time.

He sighed softly, although this was an increase in strength, it was somewhat of a distant solution to the urgent need for support in Lora Khan.

However, he also understood that the rehearsal of the mage lineup took time, and a hasty deployment might be counterproductive.

"Pay close attention to the movements of all parties, and report any new news immediately," Prince Autry said to the black figure with a serious expression.

The black figure accepted the order and quickly merged into the shadows, disappearing without a trace, just as it had come.

Prince Autry's heart suddenly settled, and the heavy stone that had been weighing on his heart seemed to lighten a lot at once.

Thinking of Grand Princess Meilin's breakthrough to the Saint tier, he couldn't help but feel sincerely happy, after all, she was his imperial sister, and blood was thicker than water.

In this changing situation, he instinctively felt that his imperial sister must be more reliable than others.

He even began to outline a beautiful picture in his mind: the Imperial Legion and the Lora Khan garrison cooperated from the inside and outside, the Imperial Mage Corps used the legendary magical artifact to exert powerful combat power, and then Grand Princess Meilin led the Royal Mage Corps to arrive later, giving the rebels a fatal blow.

In this way, this rebellion would be quickly quelled, and the empire would return to its former peace.

However, there was no way Prince Autry could have imagined that the Royal Mage Corps had never intended to go on an expedition from the beginning.

All of this carefully woven lie was just Emperor Gustav's way to stabilize him, so that he could desperately fight the rebels without any worries.

Prince Autry had already become a pawn to be used.

The emperor knew the danger of the Battle of Lora Khan, but he did not want the Royal Mage Corps, this powerful force, to be easily depleted, so he came up with such a plan, using the excuse of Grand Princess Meilin's breakthrough to the Saint tier and rehearsing a new lineup, so that Prince Autry would mistakenly believe that reinforcements were expected, so as to firmly invest in this difficult battle.

At this moment, Prince Autry was still immersed in his beautiful fantasy, completely unaware of the conspiracy behind him.

He continued to deploy the defense in an orderly manner, closely monitoring the movements of the rebels, and looking forward to the counterattack after the arrival of reinforcements.