Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 141 7th Rank Battle Venerable

Inside the meeting room of the city's main tower, Elder Varelius was pacing back and forth anxiously.

After being publicly humiliated by Lin Mo at the banquet and severely reprimanded by the Queen, he was "exiled" to the city of Lostia, which was constantly at odds with the demons.

Let the elder who has been stationed here for many years take a break, and let him experience the blood and fire of the front line. Hopefully, this will wash away his deep-rooted arrogance and restore the glory of the elven elder.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Steady footsteps came from outside the door.

Varelius stopped, straightened his robes, and adopted the demeanor of an elder.

The door was pushed open, and Elder Archimonde and General Adrian walked in one after the other.

"Elder Archimonde, General Adrian, welcome." Varelius bowed slightly, his posture very dignified.

"May the grace of the goddess of nature be with you, Elder Varelius," Archimonde replied expressionlessly.

General Adrian simply gave a crisp military salute without uttering a word.

After they were seated, without exchanging pleasantries, Archimonde spoke directly.

"Elder Varelius, I bring you Her Majesty's latest decree."

"Please speak."

"The Queen commands that all troops in Lostia City, in coordination with the reinforcements we have brought, shall immediately launch a counterattack against the demons entrenched outside Emerald Leaf City."

Akmond paused, then added:

"This operation is also a comprehensive test of the equipment of the Great Xia."

Varelius's face instantly turned ugly.

"A counterattack?!" He sprang from his chair, his voice shrill.

"Archimonde, are you sure you didn't mishear the Queen's order? This is utter madness!"

He pointed to the land outside the window that was tainted by demonic energy and waved his arms excitedly.

"We were able to defend Lostia; it's already a miracle that the goddess has shown us mercy!"

"The demon race is powerful, and even though we hold our ground here, they still harass us from time to time."

"Take the initiative? What's the difference between that and handing your neck to the butcher's knife?"

"This is sending our bravest warriors to their deaths! It's a pointless sacrifice!"

Varelius became increasingly agitated as he spoke, spitting as he spoke.

"And what's more, we have to rely on those outsiders' weapons? Those crude lumps of iron?"

"We elves possess combat skills and magic passed down for thousands of years, tested by time and blood!"

"How can we place our hopes for victory on a group of unknown outsiders!"

He turned and stared intently at General Adrian.

"General, I know you have a high opinion of those outsiders, but war is not child's play!"

"What if those weapons malfunction at a crucial moment?"

"What if this is all a conspiracy by outsiders, trying to weaken us through the demons?"

"Who will take responsibility for this?"

"By the time a grave mistake is made, it will be too late!"

The air in the meeting room fell silent.

General Adrian clenched his fist under the table.

He raised his head and stared directly at Varelius without any politeness.

"Elder Varelius, every word you utter is a questioning of the Queen's decisions and an indication of your ignorance of the war."

"You!" Varelius trembled with rage, pointing his finger at Adrian.

"I have personally witnessed the military strength of the Great Xia," Adrian said, standing up in a loud voice.

"Just recently, it was their weapons that turned the tide!"

"Those 'lumps of iron' you speak of possess destructive power beyond our comprehension!"

"Their range far exceeds that of our best archers; their destructive power is comparable to high-level magic!"

"It seems that the comfortable life in the royal city has blinded you, Elder."

"You have no idea what kind of flesh and blood the soldiers on the front lines are using to withstand the demon army's onslaught!"

"You have no idea what it truly means for us when a weapon emerges that allows us to achieve victory at a much lower cost!"

Adrian's words were like sharp swords piercing Varelius's face, making him turn pale and then red.

But he still stubbornly refused to move.

"That was just a small-scale battle! This is a counter-offensive! The nature of the conflict is completely different!"

That's enough.

Archimonde, who had been silent, finally spoke, silencing the entire room.

His stern face betrayed no emotion; he simply looked calmly at Varelius.

"Valeria, it seems that years of comfort have not only smoothed out your edges, but also robbed you of your courage."

"I……"

Archimonde's voice turned cold.

Are you questioning the Queen's decision?

He took a step forward.

"Or do you believe your wisdom surpasses that of the Queen and the entire Council of Elders, Varelius?"

Varelius shuddered, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

He could not bear the crime of disobeying the Queen's orders.

Akmond walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Her Majesty the Queen sent you to the front lines in the hope that you would rediscover the honor and courage that an elven elder should possess, not to spread the poison of defeat and cowardice here."

"Your task is to execute orders and organize troops, not to question the legitimacy of those orders."

Archimonde's voice was devoid of any warmth.

"Now, I will ask you one last time, Elder Varelius. Will you disobey the Queen's orders?"

Varelius's face drained of all color, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked at Archimonde's calm, expressionless face, then at Adrian beside him, whose face was resolute.

Finally, as if all the strength had been drained from him, he slumped back into the chair.

"...I...will obey Her Majesty's will."

His voice was hoarse and filled with resentment.

"Very good." Archimonde nodded, then turned to Adrian.

"General, please pass down the order to assemble the entire army."

"Launch a counterattack against the demons!"

"yes!"

Adrian's eyes blazed with fighting spirit as he turned and strode away.

Soon, the resounding sound of horns echoed throughout the entire city of Lostia.

Varelius sat dejectedly in his chair, listening to the commotion and clanging of metal from outside the city, his eyes filled with nothing but resentment and fear.

Not only the elves, but also the holy humans made the same arrangement.

They only bought one tank, that's true, but they bought a full two thousand guns.

With some rocket launchers, grenades, and armored vehicles, they could arm a modern force of more than two thousand men.

In preparation for this counterattack, the Pope ordered Renault, the dragon knight, to lead 4,000 troops trained to use the new weapons of the Great Xia Dynasty, along with an additional 16,000 troops, for a total of 20,000 men, to Holy Radiance City.

The Holy Human race has always been a tough nut to crack for the Demon race. Due to the nature of Holy Light, they are inherently opposed to each other, with their hatred reaching its peak.

Therefore, the demon race has always been the main force to take special care of the holy human race.

Therefore, the commander-in-chief of Holy Radiance City is no ordinary person, but a seventh-level battle master - the Dragon Knight Commander!