Fairy’s Box

In the middle of the night, the cold wind swooping down from the sky was icy and biting. Dozens of vigilantes wrapped their clothes and armors and walked back and forth in the camp with torches, footsteps turning back and forth between the solid fort walls.

Inside the bastion, on the large open space on the right side of the main tent, several beams of blue-like torches looked exceptionally clear in the quiet moonlight. Thirty feet above the open space, a slowly rotating silver gear is suspended. It extends out of the void, and its surface is engraved with hundreds of brilliant blue runes. The rear teleports into the barracks.

Major General Casper and some officers stood at the edge of the open space and watched the boxes slowly descend to the ground. At the same time, the soldiers in charge of logistics would remove them after careful counting.

When the last box of supplies was introduced into the open space, several eye-catching sparks burst out from the middle of the silver gear. Accompanied by the gradually dimming light beam, a white image was projected, which changed from blur to clear in a short period of time. Consul Isabel seemed to be there in person. Appearing in front of them, after being silent for a second, she said lightly:

"General, this batch of supplies includes sufficient water, food, cold clothing, magic stones, and a small amount of replacement weapons. If you need anything, please notify us as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your preparation, esteemed consul." The commander gave a military salute to the image, then raised his head and said without looking sideways:

"After two short battles, our army captured a suspect who was suspected to be a Heretic God. Although the battle strength of the opponent's main force is still unknown, judging from the performance of this batch of fish that slipped through the net, they were only able to withstand a single blow. "

The consul's expression remained unchanged, maintaining a calm demeanor, and said meticulously:

"General, although I have no intention of spoiling the fun, I have to tell you that your victory is nothing compared to the balance of the war."

"Then..." Major General Casper continued to ask without being arrogant: "As the supreme commander of this army, I think I have the right to know the battle situation in the upper realm."

"Of course, it's not just you, everyone present is qualified to know." Isabelle nodded lightly. At the same time, a haze flashed across her well-maintained face, and her tone seemed a little cold:

"Your Majesty has fallen into a hard battle. General Edmund's real body has been destroyed and severely damaged. She is on the verge of dying. General Coralie... she has died heroically."

With a thud, the wooden box full of food fell to the ground. A logistics soldier who was carrying supplies was stunned in place. His facial features were twisted in panic and shock.

"Take him away." Casper tilted his head indifferently and said to the military police officer beside him.

"As ordered."

The two military police officers quickly stepped forward, dragged the logistics soldier directly from the ground, and ran straight towards the camp of the doctor accompanying the army.

"General Coralie died for the country, it is a supreme honor."

The commander took a deep breath, solemnly took off his helmet, held it in his right hand, pressed his left fist to his chest, and whispered softly as if praying:

"May her heroic spirit be with the eternal fire."

"May her heroic spirit be with the eternal fire."

In the open space, all officers took off their helmets and hats at the same time, closed their eyes silently, and paid high respect to the deceased general with the highest standards of etiquette.

After the ceremony, the female consul was the first to break the silence:

"There is only so much I know. The chaos in the upper realm has exceeded imagination. We even lost contact with His Majesty the Emperor for a time. Even now, we can only receive vague words. The only thing that is certain is that It's not good on the other side."

"Is there no basic information about the opponent?" Hearing this, Captain Aurelia wrinkled her heroic beauty.

"Unfortunately, what we are observing now is only the boundless amorphous flesh." Speaking of this, Isabel seemed to have seen the unforgettable scene again, showing a look of nausea.

"Amorphous...meat..." Major General Casper narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"Then that's it, looking forward to your next victory."

The female consul bowed slightly, and at the same time, her image gradually became blurred, and the brilliance on the silver gear gradually disappeared until it disappeared.

Major General Casper watched as the gears converged to the last rays of light, and then stretched out his left hand, creating a suction force out of thin air, pulling it into his hand, and said lightly:

"Go back and continue our meeting."

"It looks like the plan is about to change."

The female soldier put on his helmet again, straightened up slightly with her hands, and followed in the footsteps of the commander.

...Yeah, the strategy has to be changed.

After hearing Aurelia's voice, Deputy Commander Casper thought so.

In his opinion, the more modern war mode is, the smaller the role of conspiracy and surprise attack will be. Small countries may be able to gain a certain degree of advantage by relying on espionage warfare and conspiracy, but the scale of victory is still tilted towards the stronger country.

Logically speaking, when the national strength and technical level have developed to the level of Rosevia, it is difficult to offset the advantages by virtue of bravery and famous generals.

Judging from the current gap between the enemy and the enemy, there is no generational difference between the troops and weapons of the two sides, and the enemy may still have a certain degree of advantage.

However, Rosevia itself has a huge disadvantage - that is, a huge reserve of technology and talents, because of its small scale, it cannot be effectively fed back to the military industry, and it is difficult to form a strong combat power.

Relying on the technology developed by the magic stone, it is also a bottleneck due to the rare defects of the magic stone. Even if several generations of emperors have been diligently developing the outside world, the energy obtained is still a drop in the bucket.

The magic stone resources obtained every year, in addition to the strategic reserve, have been stretched for technology development, and the development of civilian technology to form a large-scale industry is whimsical.

This is also the reason why the cutting-edge technology of the empire has reached the sky, but the living standards of citizens have not improved significantly. They even use candles for lighting, cattle and horses to plow the land, and charcoal for heating.

Now the battle situation in the upper realm tends to be stalemate, proving that the peak combat power of the invaders and Rosevia is almost evenly matched. Under this general trend, my regular army must prepare for the worst.

After thinking about it, our commander suddenly sighed and said with a sad expression: "Alas...if we have enough magic stones, why would we need such trouble to fight."

After hearing his words, the officers accompanying him were all at a loss. Are there a lot of magic stones in the army? Also, when did the magic stone become so important?

Hehe, all idiots.

Major General Ebenezer looked around mockingly, and sneered in his heart - as Casper's close friend, he certainly has some knowledge.

In fact, with so much to think about, Casper Bakerwell is worthy of a generation.

But after all, due to the limitations of the times, he could not imagine that if he got rid of the "prison of magic stone", Rosevia, with a population of 600 million, has a huge technical reserve, and has almost unlimited raw material origins and product dumping places. Once the country successfully completes its industrialization, it will become a huge power.