Synthetic Wizard - Chapter 332 - 205: Good News, Sunan Is Not Here
Starlight Calendar Year 1280, The Month of Autumn’s Twilight (October).
The weather gradually took on a bleak chill.
Yet on the Sal Plain, tension was mounting, a foreboding cloud hung overhead, as if heralding the imminent outbreak of war.
Looking down from high above, the once spacious plain was now overrun by vast armies.
The starkly opposing sides stood facing each other from kilometers apart, the tense atmosphere having long driven all animals from within dozens of kilometers.
War was on the brink of eruption.
Within the Northwest Alliance’s camp, atop a slope.
A group of coalition leaders gazed at the elite imperial troops in the distance, occasionally whispering among themselves.
Standing at the forefront, Alliance Commander Edis Therman put down his binoculars, brow furrowed.
Only after truly engaging in war with the Star Empire did he fully realize the terrifying military might of this massive empire that conquered the Southeast Domain.
Led by the Black Rock Cavalry Legion and the Golem Legion, they steadily overpowered the coalition on the frontline.
If not for Fakado and others repeatedly executed decapitation tactics, disrupting the strategic plans of the Star Empire’s army, the coalition might have already faced defeat.
Yet even so, in the battles fought thus far, the coalition had lost more than won.
Continuing like this, the situation would increasingly grow unfavorable for the coalition.
Thinking of this, Edis couldn’t help but sigh.
If only the coalition had a Wizard Apprentice skilled in puppet-making.
A Level 3 Wizard Apprentice is indeed powerful, even capable of influencing the outcome of a small-scale battle, but in a super large-scale war affecting the entire continent, its role is extremely limited.
Unless it’s someone like Sunan, who could single-handedly establish a formidable Golem Legion.
Edis sometimes couldn’t understand, with the deep heritage of the Russell Clan, how such a remarkable wizard had never emerged in a thousand years; why could the Southeast Domain produce such a figure?
After a moment, Edis sighed inwardly, collected his thoughts, and turned to leave.
Regardless, today’s war is critically important, victory must be secured.
Otherwise, if the imperial army breaks through the Sal Plain, the ensuing over three thousand kilometers would be unobstructed flatlands, with no natural barriers to defend against, making it very hard to guard.
By then, the coalition’s situation would only grow more difficult.
Returning to the central tent, the spacious tent was already filled with people.
On the left were military representatives from various countries, on the right was Fakado Russell leading the Level 3 Wizard Apprentices.
A total of twenty-five Level 3 Wizard Apprentices, one could say more than eighty percent of the Northwest Domain’s Level 3 Wizard Apprentices were gathered here.
Edis first nodded slightly towards the Wizard Apprentices to show respect, then took a seat at the head, glanced around seeing everyone arrived, signaled his deputy to start the war meeting.
“Initial estimates suggest the Star Empire has deployed as many as a million troops on the Sal Plain, including a Black Rock Cavalry Legion of twenty thousand and ten thousand Stone Golems.”
The deputy’s first words immediately caused a stir among those present.
A low hissing sound echoed through the tent.
“A million troops? The Star Empire has increased its forces again?”
“The Black Rock Cavalry Legion also grew in number, twenty thousand… that’s equivalent to two hundred thousand regular troops!”
“Those ten thousand Stone Golems are even more troubling, these puppets are fearless and extremely difficult to handle on the frontline.”
Edis seemed to have anticipated this situation, and with an utterance of silence, pacified the discussion within the tent.
To assume command of the coalition forces, he held some prestige among the leaders from various countries.
Seeing everyone quiet down, Edis signaled the deputy to continue reporting.
“The commander overseeing this war is Duke Brad, along with Marquis Jordon, Marquis Stali, Count Langer, Count Crook…”
The more the leaders listened, the grimmer their faces became.
The people named by the deputy were mostly confidants of the Starlight Emperor during the early uprising, who followed him from the small Black Stone City to the present-day Star Empire.
It can be said, each of these individuals is battle-hardened, renowned powerful generals.
Yet now gathered on the Sal Plain, it shows how seriously the Star Empire regarded this war.
The more this was the case, the more they felt their odds of victory waned.
After patiently waiting for the deputy to finish, Edis spoke with a calm tone.
“I believe you all understand the strategic significance of the Sal Plain, this war we can only win, not lose.”
With just this remark, Edis turned to Fakado asking, “Lord Fakado, do you have any insights?”
Edis was very clear that the key to whether the coalition can win this war does not lie in the generals here or their armies.
With inferior numbers and morale, relying solely on frontal confrontation gives the coalition’s chance of victory exceedingly slim.
The only hope of winning the war ultimately depends on Fakado and others.
Fakado, over a hundred years old, yet appeared no different from a thirty-something young man, pale complexion, slender fingers, evidently well-cared for.
Facing Edis’s inquiry, he smiled slightly:
“The strong generals of the Star Empire have gathered on the Sal Plain, in truth this is a good thing for us, isn’t it?”
“As long as we seize this opportunity to wipe them out, leaving the imperial army leaderless, it would inevitably collapse, and for quite a while fall into chaos, that would be the perfect time for the coalition to counterattack.”
