After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 310 The battle situation is stiff

   "Three days? Cough cough cough...vomit~"

As Orpheus said, she coughed fiercely, looking at the sand table on the table, and she watched the area belonging to the empire on the sand table being compressed into half its original size...but only the last 50% area , no matter what you can't break through.

  Right now, she can only feel extremely disgusted... The nausea is so annoying that she can't help but retch.

   "Why, there is such a thing as a [consul] in the world?"

  Having such doubts, Orpheus looked at the nine flags planted on the sand table in distress...that represented nine consuls, and they were consuls with the ability called [Death Trigger] and a [Seat].

  Originally, Orpheus’s idea was... If the non-human members of the principality do not participate in the war, then the most powerful combat force in the empire [Consul] will be useless.

   It is worth mentioning that the existence of [Death Trigger] is not a fact that everyone knows... Except for the high-level people in the empire, only the monsters know it.

   And the monsters' understanding of this was bought at a huge price...

  This is also the reason why the monsters are completely desperate for the empire... The opponent's strongest combat power, there is no way to kill it - if you don't kill, then the opponent will kill me; if you kill, then we will destroy ourselves, and the opponent can be resurrected.

   Now, Orpheus, who has come into contact with something like [Death Trigger], is also in deep anxiety at the moment, and as the speaker of the Principality Parliament, she naturally has the level of seeing the whole leopard at a glance.

  When the parliamentarians in the principality started to open champagne and celebrate the staged victory, she had already realized a very serious point—a war that was destined to be impossible to completely win, no matter how huge the current advantage is, it was meaningless.

The current situation is that within three days, the Principality's army can advance slowly, and the obstacles encountered in the middle are not considered serious... But every three days, terrible things will happen in the army formation, In military camps and cities.

  Maybe it’s the huge tentacles that break the sky and drag everything into the unknown plane, or the huge crack swallows everything, or the icy snowstorm freezes all life, or the shark in the shadow swallows everything...

  In the moment before the end, all the principality army could see was a consul flying unhurriedly from high altitude, and... the blood of the consuls' self-termination dripped on the ground.

   After that, everything will rest.

   What the principality exchanged for huge losses was the negative benefits in the war... The army that was supposed to be shattered, but slowed down and remained silent, barely able to maintain the current front line.

  But if you don't use the number of people to pile up, or let the army disperse to reduce losses, it will also have the opposite effect.

   "If you change a batch of consuls in two days...the [Death Trigger] of those people, will it take fifteen days before they can continue to be activated?"

  Olfi Ruth thought so, biting her fingers lightly, listening to the communication of the civilians outside the house, listening to their beautiful expectations for the future... She became more and more irritable.

  Because the Principality has no source of information... The spies sent out are almost useless. The knowledge in this area is completely blocked, just like being bound in a safe [cocoon], and there is no relevant information at all.

   Or, it is she who is bound in the [cocoon] and cannot see the whole picture.

   "No, you can't gamble... If the time is shorter, if this is just a smoke bomb..."

   Orpheus murmured to herself, her eyes were empty, even though the weather hadn't gotten warmer yet, she was already sweating, and the sweat on her forehead ran across her nose, and then flowed down her snow-white neck.

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

  The civilians outside the house... so noisy.

  However, Orfirus couldn't think of any reason to stick her head out and scold her, because... the state of the principality is very good now, and the members of the parliament have already started to compete for interests.

  Yes, of course it is. Even if we take the initiative to end the war from now on, then the principality can be regarded as a big profit. So... how can it make people unhappy?

   Not so…

  The last half of the land cannot be conquered by the Principality.

And the reason why [War] is called [War], it is doomed that it is not something that can be ended unilaterally... The stretched front and the protracted war brought about are indeed within Orfirus' expectations middle.

  However, the blitzkrieg did not win, and the instantaneous change of the empire's system and the large loss of national power also eliminated the unstable factors... This was beyond her expectations.

This also symbolizes that Orfirus's confident [backhand] has completely lost its effect... Originally, she could still make a fuss between the [noble faction] and the [Ira faction] .

  Olfirus: So, why are the nobles of the empire so useless?

   And if this happens, the empire will be completely ruled by [Ira faction], and it is necessary to start thinking about Ira's attitude... This is really a very bad thing, because Ira now symbolizes the Demon King's Realm.

   This world...is absurd,

  …

  [Consul]'s harvesting was too quick, and because of problems in the principality's system, various nobles surrounded their own troops, and their troops could not always be deployed in the same place on the battlefield.

  The chips for war need to be put on more.

  Thinking about this, Orpheus sniffled, shook her head and put on a dress herself... It was clearly spring, but the weather seemed to be getting colder.

  This is really not good news, because of the previous [Four-legged Riot], crops and farmland have suffered a lot of losses, and this year's autumn harvest may not be very good... This year's cold season may be even more difficult.

  Although the same is true for the empire at this point.

  However, with the reduction of land, the large-scale loss of population, coupled with the food that the nobles gave with their lives, it is not too easy to take care of those "refugees" who are the names of people who need to be supported.

   "Really, everything is not good..."

   Orfirus was talking to herself, and she began to resent that nobleman named 【Caligula】... He was tried together with his colleagues a few days ago, and I heard that he originally planned to defect to the principality.

   defect? Throw a fart!

  I heard that [Caligula] planned Ira's departure, which led to the betrayal of the nobles... Whether it is true or not, the fact is that everything he did disrupted Orfirus' plan.

  Causing the Empire to take a breather, and even... counterattack!

  —————

  Caligula: So, I’ve contributed to the Empire even when I’m dying... that’s great.

   Uther: …

  Caligula: My lord, you don't want this attitude, I've always been a loyal minister... At least I haven't done anything to deceive my superiors, have I? He has always been devoted to the empire, right?

   Uther: Hahaha! I know, I know, it’s a battle of ideas...well~

  (end of this chapter)