Saavedra Plain, the Walls of the Empire.

The biting cold wind blew into the vents of the fortress, making a shrill whistling sound.

In the vast wilderness, there was no living creature, the sky was dark, and even the falcons flying over the earth seemed frightened, as if foreshadowing that something big was about to happen.

In the bunker, officers and soldiers were busy, walking hurriedly in the corridors and moving between various areas, while the voice of Imperial Marshal Dolo came through the loudspeaker, extremely clear.

"Soldiers, what lies before us is an extremely painful and severe test.
You ask: What is our goal? I can answer with one word: Victory - win at all costs!
Because without victory, there can be no survival. Everyone must realize this: without victory, there would be no Burning Empire, and there would be nothing that Burning Empire represents!
Twelve years ago, His Majesty Cassius personally founded the Burning Lair. In the years that followed, from the lair to the kingdom, and now to the empire, we have never failed!
And the same is true today!
Twelve days ago, demons attacked the Trier Mine.

Nine days ago, demons attacked Storm High Ranch.

Three days ago, demons attacked the city of Mar.

Yesterday, demons attacked the train to Istalia.

These demonic bugs from the abyss have emerged in droves, and they want to destroy the order of the empire and destroy everything we have!
As warriors of the great red dragon and subjects of His Majesty Cassius, we must not tolerate such insults and allow these demons to invade!

Although the empire is huge, we have no way to retreat! Behind us is Istalia!"

In a command post somewhere in the bunker, George was looking through the baggage report and listening to the speech on the radio. He sighed casually: "Marshal Dolo still likes to be in the limelight."

"come in."

An officer knocked on the door and walked in quickly, presenting the latest news.

"Captain, the superiors have sent a secret message. We may be the first position to face the demon's attack."

"Well, I understand.

Let them be mentally prepared, stay vigilant at all times, and don't imagine war to be too easy.

Remember, this is not a war for merit, and the demons are not the softies from the North."

George put down the paper report in his hand and said in a deep voice.

He stood up from his seat and looked at the map on the wall. He stared at the densely packed marks and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"However, it is still unknown whether they can charge into the battlefield today."

George turned his head and looked at the vast wasteland outside the ventilation window.

The shoulder straps with golden wyverns sewn on them, symbolizing the rank of "Colonel," sparkled brightly under the lights inside the bunker.

The Wall of Empire.

This massive defense line stretches for hundreds of miles and is built of reinforced concrete, making it extremely strong.

It mainly includes the Huoshi fortified area, the Tel fortified area and the lower river valley area.

The engineering construction is strongest in the two fortified areas of Hosi and Tel. The lower valley is protected by the Inaki and Ollur rivers.

The defense line is extremely well equipped with various cannons, trenches, fortresses, kitchens, hospitals and factories. The larger fortifications even have steam locomotive passages.

There are a total of 276 regimental command posts along the entire defense line, and each command post has a communicator for communication. A total of 550,000 people are on high alert on this defense line.

This was an unprecedented scale of war in the land of Anzeta. The Scandians had never experienced a war of this magnitude in thousands of years.

The war potential accumulated by the empire over the years was fully released at this moment. Emergency mobilization was carried out in various places, and steam locomotives loaded with soldiers and supplies rushed to the south.

If logistical personnel are included, the number of people involved in this war could reach millions.

And if we take into account those "indirect participants", then we can say that the entire empire was thrown into this large-scale patriotic war, and this terrifying war machine was already in full swing.

However, the enemies of the empire are no less powerful. They are the demon legions from the abyss, which have destroyed countless mortal countries and slaughtered countless mortals over the long years.

The Abyss Legion is a true killing machine. They enjoy rivers of blood, love pain and torture, and exist to spread evil, fear, and chaos.

The collision between the empire and the abyss is about to begin.

"Captain, there's more news." "Go ahead."

"At 9:45 last night, the frontline base in Leo Village lost communications. At 10:21, the base in Ande Village lost communications. At 11:45, the base in Akkad Village lost communications.
So far, almost all the Starfall strongholds have been captured, and most of the Starfalls have been resurrected in the magic circle, causing a certain amount of crowding and trampling."

George frowned: "So fast?"

Although the strength of those Starfallers was not strong, there were still more than one million of them! Their strongholds were spread across thousands of villages.

Even if they slaughtered a million pigs, it would take three days to kill them all. But after just one night, all the positions of the Starfallers were destroyed?

This only shows that the strength of the Abyss Legion is beyond his expectations.

George took out the hardcover pistol from his waist and wiped it gently with a handkerchief: "How long will it take for them to reach the wall of the empire?"

The adjutant swallowed deeply and said in a heavy tone: "According to the news from the headquarters, it is probably.
Now."

The adjutant's nervous words echoed in the room.

Suddenly, George felt the entire bunker tremble slightly, and ripples appeared in the glass of water on the table.

He stood up and looked out the window again, then he took a breath, his eyes full of solemnity.

Even George, who was considered to be a veteran of many battles, had never seen such a scene.

"Cassius above"

In the distance, a raging torrent appeared, almost occupying the entire wasteland and dyeing the horizon into mottled colors.

But what was surging in that torrent was not water, but demons.

Those lowest and cheapest cowards crowded forward, making noisy and raucous screams.

The red, short and skinny Babu demons mixed in with them, running like ghosts, and their shrill laughter filled the surroundings.

"Boom! Boom!"

Tall figures strode across the cursed ground, the earth trembling with every step they took and smoke billowing in the air with their breath.

Its overlong arms were as thick as tree trunks, and it had a looming, demonic bull-like head with huge horns extending forward - it was a bull demon.

There are platforms tied to the head and shoulders of the giant bull demon, on which stand thin demons holding poison arrows and magic wands, making it like a mobile fortress.

A legion of strong middle-level demons such as Berserkers and Bagulas roared in battle and rushed fanatically towards the bunker in the distance.

In the sky, the Quasai demon, the Kass demon, and the Flo demon flapped their wings, colliding and rubbing against each other, making hoarse calls.

The demons covered almost half of the sky, spreading like a rolling dark cloud and casting dazzling shadows on the ground.

The entire south was dark and gloomy, as the sun there was blocked by the demonic tide and could not shine its light on the earth.

And this is just the beginning. In the distant snow-capped mountains, demons are still rushing towards the north like a torrent, covering the mountains and plains, with no signs of stopping.

There were probably hundreds of thousands of demons just appearing in George's field of vision.

Moreover, in terms of individual strength, the thousands of Berserkers and Bagulas alone are not comparable to ordinary imperial soldiers.

This is definitely the most terrifying enemy the empire has ever encountered in its history.

This also caused many soldiers in the bunker to doubt themselves for the first time - can they really defeat these demons? Can the empire resist the demon tide or even launch a counterattack?

Looking at the surging demonic tide, George had a serious expression, but in his mind emerged the scene of the red dragon spreading its wings, raising its head and roaring a few years ago.

Before that, when he was still a serf, George also thought that the armies of the northern nobles were invincible.

Thinking of this, George glanced at the uneasy adjutant beside him, continued to wipe his pistol, and said in a firm and calm tone: "The Empire will win.
Just like usual." (End of chapter)