Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 477 Pressure: Princess Lana Wants a Prayer Day Gift

Marquis Raven ignored the group of eyesores and looked at Gerzf with a friendly smile:
"Your Majesty, do you have any specific plans?"

Speaking of the word "Dragon King".

Marquis Raven lowered his voice and became respectful, because he had heard that dragons were born with powerful sensory abilities.

He wasn't sure if the Azure Dragon King could hear him speaking here, so he had to be careful.

"It ordered us to send troops immediately."

Gerdov sighed inwardly before responding.

"Is this so?"

Marquis Raven looked as if he had expected this. He wasn't surprised at all by the answer.

Instead, the other nobles in the room erupted in uproar, and the noise that had just subsided rose again, even more intensely.

"Shut up!"

Marquis Raven roared, his eyes sweeping fiercely over the group: "What do you think this place is!"

"Who do you think you are? How dare we interfere with the actions of the high and mighty Dragon King!"

The current situation.

It reminded him of his youngest son, who liked to lie on the lawn of the manor and watch two ant colonies fight.

For an ant, the youngest son only needs to lend a hand to easily decide which side wins, but how can a group of ants interfere with the thoughts of the superior being?
"Then proceed with the plan."

Marquis Raven raised a hand to his forehead and waved to the crowd below:
"With the Azure Sky Dragon King as our backer, there's no need to delay any longer. Let's make our move!"

The order was given.

On the battlefield amidst the reddish-brown earth.

The kingdom's forces numbered around 100,000, divided into three battle formations: 30,000 on the left wing, 30,000 on the right wing, and nearly 40,000 in the center.

In addition, there are 1000 elite troops each from the "Gazef Legion" and the "Crimson Rose Legion".

"drink!!"

"drink!!"

The 30,000 infantrymen on the left flank were the first to move!

All the soldiers raised their nearly three-meter-long spears, forming a moving forest of spears as they advanced towards the Empire.

Such a commotion!
The message was received by the Empire immediately, and the battalion commanders and division commanders at the front line reported it up the chain of command.

"They made the first move, just as expected."

"Using guns to advance in battle formations is truly a foolish move."

"That Marquis Raven thought he had some skill, but it turns out his level is just so-so."

Sarcastic comments echoed throughout the Imperial headquarters.

The spear formation is not suitable as an offensive formation, but rather as a defensive one. This formation was originally prepared by the kingdom to deal with the empire's heavy cavalry.

The dense formation, coupled with the heavy weapons, makes it difficult to deal with the enemy's rapid movements; it is only suitable for defending against the opponent's charge!

"The time required to draw troops from the various noble families and then integrate the forces is too short."

"There's no time to train formations, so we can only use the methods we're best at."

Some people offered a rational assessment.

Kingdoms and empires are completely different in various systems.

In particular, the Imperial Army was structured with generals who were commanders of various regiments, and below them were division commanders and battalion commanders, forming a fairly stable organizational structure.

In contrast, the kingdoms were led by individual nobles who either commanded their own troops or provided them with military strength, and each unit would act according to the ideas of its own faction.

Marquis Raven's ability to control a chaotic force of 10 men in a short period of time speaks volumes about his skill and capability.

"Since the kingdom's actions are as predicted, then let's proceed with the battle as planned!"

The commander-in-chief delivered a stern voice, issuing the final decision.

"Yes, General!"

"Yes, General!"

"Yes, General!" came the orderly voices of obedience.

The sounds of battle cries rang out.

Thirty thousand kingdom soldiers began their charge towards the imperial formation.

Long iron spears!
It emitted a sharp, cold light, piercing through the frigid air as it continued to advance.

Comparing the overall troop strength and numbers of both sides.

The kingdom clearly had the advantage, as the empire had only sent a total of 60,000 troops.

While they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, the soldiers who made up the Kingdom's army were almost all peasants, whereas the Empire's army consisted of professional soldiers.

The soldiers conscripted by the kingdom were all peasants from various noble territories; in essence, it was simply a matter of getting peasants to take up arms.

The Empire, on the other hand, spends time and money training its soldiers, which is why the wars between the Empire and the Kingdom over the years have always been small-scale conflicts.

For the Blood Emperor.

The goal is achieved simply by sending the kingdom's peasants to the battlefield; the empire will not deliberately waste the time and money spent training soldiers unless necessary.

"The Kingdom's Left Wing Army has reached the center of the battlefield!"

"Get the archers ready. Don't worry about arrow losses. Fire together for the first three waves, then fire randomly starting from the fourth wave!"

"Magic Support Team, prepare!"

"Move to a position of 300 meters and apply a magical buff to the archer units!"

One instruction after another was issued quickly and methodically.

The air was torn apart.

“Swoosh—swoosh—!”

Short, high-pitched sounds, seemingly piercing eardrums, shot out densely from the Imperial camp, transforming into countless black shadows across the sky.

The arrow fletched continuously, vibrating with a teeth-grinding buzzing sound.

Duh!
An arrow flew through the air in a curved arc and pierced the forehead of a fearful and bewildered kingdom soldier.

"……what!"

"what!"

"Do not!!"

In an instant, the Kingdom's left wing army suffered over a thousand casualties.

"Don't stop!"

"Charge forward! Anyone who beheads an Imperial soldier will be rewarded with three silver coins."

A loud shout came from behind.

Fear of the nobles and the lure of money immediately roused the terrified soldiers to pick up their weapons again and charge once more.

However, the once well-organized lineup has begun to show signs of chaos.

The Empire's magic forces.

The number of people was not large, only about 20. Among them, the commander was a 30-year-old outstanding talent who could use second-order magic.

"Pooh!"

"These people from the kingdom are really stingy." A magic chanter heard the kingdom commander's encouraging voice through magic.

"A soldier's head from our Empire is only worth three silver coins?"

"This is not just ordinary stinginess! Decadent nobility!"

"Our entire army of 60,000 men is worth less than 15,000 gold coins?"

"Damn it! I'm going to kill them!"

The group of magic chanters shouted angrily.

Before the two armies even made actual contact, the losses of the left wing troops had already risen sharply as they charged towards the Imperial cavalry.

The number of injured has approached 3000!
High casualties occurred as soon as the war began.

The nobles of the kingdom were unconcerned. Marquis Raven was equally calm; when facing a defender, the attacking side would naturally suffer more casualties, which was within a reasonable range.

The high ground of the kingdom's headquarters.

Marquis Raven and his group gazed at the battlefield where the two sides had already clashed, analyzing the combat strength and deployment of the Imperial soldiers.

Prepare for the second wave of attacks!
"Ugh."

Gerdoff frowned deeply and sighed inwardly. He felt utterly powerless at this act of testing people's lives.

He is now extremely famous, but he still cannot change the nobles' contempt for him, nor is he qualified to interfere in the nobles' decisions.

“Marquis Raven, this formation is not suitable for attacking, and long spears will also consume a portion of our stamina prematurely.”

After a moment of silence, Gerdov finally spoke: "If this continues, our casualties will only increase."

"kindness."

Marquis Raven nodded calmly in agreement, his eyes unfathomable: "A very stupid way to attack, isn't it?"

"Does Your Excellency Gazeta predict what countermeasures the Empire will take?"

The air fell silent.

Gerdoff was a little taken aback, not expecting that even Marquis Raven himself would describe it as a "very stupid attack."

"...Your Excellency, you are very direct."

Gerdoff smiled wryly, and after thinking for a moment, he seemed to understand: "We should focus on defense."

"I think Mr. Gerdoff is quite straightforward and is the kind of person people like."

Marquis Raven chuckled softly, glancing sideways at Reina:
"Your Excellency Renas, do you have any thoughts?"

"No."

Renas responded calmly, "You are the commander-in-chief of the legion. Just let me do whatever you need me to do."

Faced with this indifference.

Marquis Raven shrugged, a slight smile playing on his resolute face, seemingly unconcerned.

She had investigated Renas, and found that apart from being close to Princess Lana, she was indifferent to everyone else and didn't even attend banquets.

This is a rather offensive act!

Marquis Raven, however, saw it as a form of wisdom, one that could avoid many unnecessary troubles.

“It would be foolish to launch an attack, but we have no choice but to do so.” Marquis Raven withdrew his gaze and looked back at the battlefield.

The empire will definitely take defensive measures!

They might even continue to adopt a defensive strategy, leaving their kingdom with no choice but to keep attacking.

The pressure on the Azure Dragon King doesn't just come from the Empire!

"Three days!"

"At most three days," Marquis Raven said through gritted teeth in a low voice.

Renas and Gazef were both intelligent people and understood that the "three-day deadline" was something Marquis Raven had shown to the Dragon King.

—The Third Princess's Bedchamber.

Tang Zheng's conversation with Princess Lana continued.

"This sudden war was never a war between kingdoms and empires."

Princess Lana seemed a little hot; one button on her blouse was undone, revealing her snow-white neck, and she spoke with a slight upturn of her lips:
"The Council State 'supports' the Kingdom, and the Slane Theocracy 'supports' the Empire. This is a test between the Council State and the Slane Theocracy."

A very clear conclusion!

This fact is not difficult for the world's top brightest minds to deduce, and the more they think about it, the more they feel a sense of desolation and powerlessness.

Princess Lana did not have these feelings.

Despite sitting upright with a cute and innocent face, she displayed a completely different side.

“The Slane Theocracy cannot refuse, and the Bahars Empire before us only has two paths.”

"Resist with all your might or surrender. For the Holy Kingdom, once the Empire is defeated, the Kingdom will inevitably and completely side with the Council."

"Then, the Slane Theocracy's strategy of using kingdoms as a buffer between deliberative states will fail. This is not what the Slane Theocracy wants to see."

Princess Lana gently shook her fair fingers, displaying her adorable demeanor.

Tang Zheng's lazy and indifferent expression changed slightly.

It's astonishing that the Kingdom could deduce that it served as a barrier between the Slane Kingdom and the Council Kingdom.

This woman...

Snap—pop!

Tang Zheng raised his hands and clapped lightly, a look of approval on his face: "It is a loss to the entire kingdom that your wisdom is ignored by the royal family."

"It is an honor."

Princess Lana's eyebrows curved even more sharply, and her body trembled slightly as she leaned forward: "Such a speculation is something Your Excellency could also have come up with."

but.

Ultimately, there was a fatal oversight, which Tang Zheng knew better than Princess Lana.

If the Kingdom is backed by the Council, then the Council is backed by the Platinum Dragon King!

Princess Lana was unaware of the differences between the Platinum Dragon King and the other Dragon Kings, so she viewed the Council Kingdom as a whole.

There will be a huge difference between making predictions about the entire reviewing nation and making predictions about the individual Platinum Dragon King!

This wasn't Princess Lana's fault, but rather a miscalculation in intelligence.

"Oh, three days?"

Tang Zheng's eyes flickered, but he wasn't on guard against Princess Lana. He nodded slightly and muttered to himself.

Princess Lana's shoulders twitched slightly.

She knew this was Renas, who was on the battlefield, passing on intelligence to Tang Zheng.

"What a convenient ability."

Princess Lana picked up the teacup on the table, took an elegant sip, and thought to herself, "It's the same warm water as Tang Zheng's."

After listening to Renas's report on the situation at the front.

Tang Zheng's gaze met Princess Lana's slightly resentful look.

"Your Highness, have you made any new discoveries?" Tang Zheng asked with a smile.

"That's not it."

"I'm just a little sad that Mr. Tang didn't really treat me like one of his own."

Princess Lana's initial coldness and indifference vanished as she analyzed the situation, revealing her innocent and naive princess persona.
"Mingming even went to the dangerous place of Pingyi Kingdom on behalf of Lord Tang."

Tang Zheng remembered that Princess Lana had a general profession called "actress," which seemed to have a level 4. He didn't know what the acting level of this profession was like.

I truly felt this from Princess Lana at that moment.

"Hahaha."

Tang Zheng laughed. He didn't need to delve into the details of Princess Lana's sudden question; he simply needed to ask her in return:
"Why do you say that?"

"Your Excellency Tang gave Renas a gift for the Day of Prayer, but not me. Isn't that a bit unfair?"

Princess Lana spoke in a normal tone, almost in a coquettish manner, raising her delicate white finger to point at the magic thermos on the table:
"The most valuable item in the entire room is this thermos."

A prayer day gift?
Tang Zheng didn't think that Renas would tell Princess Lana about this, so it must have been the other party who discovered it through details.

"Eight Fingers" isn't short of money.

Tang Zheng chuckled, then changed his tone and casually said, "Perhaps there will be extra gifts this year on the Day of Prayer."

"Ah, really?"

Princess Lana's deep sapphire eyes lit up, seemingly oblivious to the hidden meaning in her words. Her spirits lifted, and she suppressed her excitement, saying:
"I'm really looking forward to this year's Day of Prayer."

This is more than just a gift.

Rather, it was the genuine recognition she received from this mysterious man before her.

(End of this chapter)