To be honest, Lind was not very satisfied with this parade. It was far from the grand steel torrent he had imagined. By the time the parade ended, Kuf was talking to Lind, and upon seeing the disappointed expression on Lind’s face, his eyes nearly popped out.
Those pieces of equipment, especially if a tank unit was casually brought out for Kuf, even if Kuf was cowardly, he would still dare to challenge the Demon Clan. Not to mention the soldiers carrying their large firearms; just by looking at their shape, Kuf could guess they were likely similar to humanoid cannons. This army in this era could indeed be called an unstoppable steel torrent, yet this Northern Border Governor still looked somewhat dissatisfied. What exactly was this Northern Border Governor planning to fight against? A God?
Even more silent than Kuf were the nobles who had been forcibly taken to watch the parade and were now detained.
It was not until this moment that everyone understood what the term “generation gap” meant. If the monsters of the Demon Clan could still be within the realm of what these people could imagine, then the Northern Border Army… these nobles could only say that it was not magic at all.
The somewhat restless Royal Capital suddenly quieted down. Even though most of the army had gone out of the city to confront the Demon Clan, no one wanted to take the opportunity to do anything else during this time.
In contrast, the voices of the citizens inside the Royal Capital were filled with joy. This parade was the best recruitment advertisement, especially after hearing that there were many ordinary people in the Northern Border Army, and ordinary people could even become officers. The number of inquiries had surged, pushing Lind to send people specifically to address them.
Among the students of the Royal Capital, although most were impacted by family elders, for those who had not directly or indirectly participated in the coup and had followed Kuf to the city walls, Lind was still willing to give them this opportunity. Regardless of what the future held, at least this group of students was still filled with passionate enthusiasm.
Just when the nobles of the Royal Capital were holding their breath, Lilith loudly mocked beside Lind: “Brother, can you perform that again? ‘Can the Lady Saintess help me host the wedding?’ Hahahahahaha!”
It seemed Lilith had completely walked out of the shadow of the coup and could joke with Lind just like in her previous life.
“How did you manage to fool your sister-in-law with tricks that couldn’t even fool a little girl in your past life?”
In the eyes of the Royal Capital nobles, the Northern Border Governor, who could kill without batting an eye, was now working while being continuously teased by the former queen.
“It’s all thanks to you.”
Upon hearing this, Lilith instantly fell silent. After holding it in for a long time, she finally squeezed out a sentence: “By the way, where’s our female protagonist?”
Lind glanced at the communication device that had been brought over and said, “Guess who is leading the next batch of soldiers arriving?”
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When Antipa saw that the Northern Border Army did indeed go out of the city to confront the enemy, he could finally relax. At this time, the cavalry units of the Demon Clan were already getting ready to set off. Although in terms of maximum speed, those steel monsters might indeed be faster than the cavalry, once combat began, Antipa did not believe those steel monsters could fend off a cavalry attack from the flanks.
These cavalrymen were selected by Antipa, possessing powerful close-combat Bloodline Magic, or simply carrying explosives, ready to engage in a direct explosion with the opposing forces.
As soon as Antipa saw the tanks, he already had a clear anti-vehicle strategy.
“Just as expected of the Demon King, truly remarkable in strategy. With this plan, how could we fail to take the Royal Capital!”
Monroe was currently pretending to analyze the situation for Antipa while leading a group of nobles who had escaped from the Royal Capital, flattering Antipa.
Even Antipa had to admit that these humans were indeed skilled at flattery—weaving their compliments in a fresh yet not greasy manner, with a hint of exaggeration mixed with reason. Even though Antipa knew these humans were trying to curry favor with him, he still felt lifted by their praises.
However, a discordant voice suddenly interrupted: “Milord Demon King, we should retreat into the Black Fog and solidify our territory in the Eastern Border.”
The speaker was the “coward” Daniel. Though Daniel’s mental state was usually unstable, as long as he wasn’t provoked, he could act normal in front of Antipa. Antipa hadn’t planned to use Daniel as a staff officer, intending instead to fully cure his hysteria and show him that the Northern Border was not invincible, in order to boost the confidence of the entire Demon Clan when facing the Northern Border Army.
But unexpectedly, Daniel had genuinely placed himself in the role of advisor. Looking at the map, he said to Antipa, “Milord Demon King, behind us in this direction, there is no cover from the Black Fog! If we lose, the distance to retreat back into the Black Fog will be very far, and even worse, if Northern Border forces arrive from the rear, we will be attacked from both sides.”
What Daniel said was quite reasonable; Antipa had already considered these points. But just as he was about to speak, Monroe stepped forward and remarked, “Do you think our Demon King didn’t consider these things? How could such a wise and mighty sovereign overlook such issues? But if we don’t block this place, how will the people in the Royal Capital venture out to fight us in the wild?”
“Moreover, on what basis do you think the great Demon Clan army will lose? Our warriors have all been enhanced by the Demon God’s Black Fog; every time we lose, you’re the only one who escapes. Are you not secretly aligned with the Northern Border? Are you a spy from their side?”
Monroe’s words left the surrounding other demons dumbfounded. Coupled with the nobles who had escaped chiming in with Monroe, it sounded like there was some truth to it. This was the first time the demons had witnessed the methods of human nobles using scapegoats and political struggle.
To their surprise, these humans could fabricate something out of nothing. By comparison, the methods of demons seemed to lack any bottom line; humans evidently played a more sophisticated game.
Many demons nodded their heads at Monroe’s statement, realizing that one could indeed learn from the tactics of humans.
Daniel, hearing what Monroe said, was so furious he nearly spat blood. Grabbing his head, he was about to lose his mind, but Antipa, knowing that while Daniel was mentally unstable, he was still one of theirs, quickly intervened, saying, “Alright, we are all for the sake of the Demon Clan; let’s not ruin the atmosphere.”
Antipa was already starting to feel the sensibility of being a human king. Monroe and those nobles were like dogs under him, able to command them to bite anyone he wished, while Antipa could merely sit high up in the stands, occasionally playing the role of the good guy. It must be said, this was indeed very satisfying, especially hearing Monroe and those nobles address him as “Your Majesty.”
“But Milord Demon King, although the humans’ steel monsters are not very agile, surely they are aware of this flaw and cannot be unprepared!”
Daniel had just begun to offer counsel when Monroe coldly snorted, “The Northern Border came hastily this time. I heard that several particularly skilled generals didn’t have time to arrive. How could they possibly be prepared for everything?”
Daniel finally stopped speaking, obediently drawing back, while Monroe strutted among the demons like a victorious general, showing off to the human nobles.
