In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

In the conference room, Maria turned on the lights and communicated with the two people present.

Ramalen sat next to Maria, and Neczrei stood opposite Maria.

"Yes."

At this point, Neczrei roughly understood Maria's plan.

Obviously, when everyone was concerned about this group of Victorian coalition forces, Maria's eyes were always on the entire coalition team.

After several contacts, the problems of the coalition forces were completely exposed.

"There's no connection between them... you could even say they're fighting on their own..."

Maria tapped the table lightly with one hand, and enjoyed Lamaren's silent massage under the table with the other hand.

Niezlei also noticed this, but as an old man he didn't want to say anything.

Personal style is personal style. As long as it does not affect the battle situation, he doesn't care.

After another moment of silence, Maria looked up.

"If that's the case...it's possible to defeat these coalition forces one by one..."

"But the other coalition forces can't just sit back and watch the other forces when a real battle breaks out..."

Nieczre added.

"Why would the coalition send such a large force for a joint attack?"

Maria shook her head. "Although Kazdel occupies a fertile land, in the final analysis, no one would pay such a huge price for a piece of so-called fertile land..."

"Victoria, Lethania, Ursus, and Gaul are all established countries. Gaul, in particular, has many problems of its own."

"Furthermore, their internal needs overlap in many ways... Their territories also connect to each other. Rather than declaring war on Kazdel to relieve pressure, it's more likely that they will declare war on each other for their own benefit."

“And the reason why we chose to attack Kazdel…”

"Maybe... it's the result of someone mediating..."

Maria did not deny that these allied nations had the idea of ​​dividing Kazdel, but it was obvious that they could give up their proximity and the ease with which they could ease domestic conflicts, and choose Kazdel at the same time... and not far away, mobilize all their troops to attack.

There must be some force or some individual who lobbied and brought them together.

But...similarly, such an alliance is only superficial.

"If we can get rid of that person, the coalition forces will lose trust in each other... They might even choose to sever ties amidst mutual suspicion..."

Maria looked up.

After all, this is a coalition force... they represent the power of their own country.

Being united now does not mean that they trust each other, but only that the nails that nail them together are very strong.

Once this nail breaks, they will have to consider their country... Kazdel has been fighting for who knows how long, and a defeat or victory is not that important at all.

However, if his rear was attacked by surprise, it would likely lead to unpredictable consequences...

and……

"If I remember correctly, the report submitted by Zhang Lich mentioned that many Lich tribes have arrived in Leithania, right?"

Maria raised her head and looked at Lamaren beside her.

If Neczrei is her sharp sword, then Zhangnalamarin is Maria's logistical expert.

This position was originally supposed to belong to the puppet, but now, the puppet has not arrived yet, so I can only let the other party share this responsibility with me temporarily.

"Yes."

It's strange to say, from the perspective of status, Lamaren is the more majestic lord, and Maria is her princess.

But with the way things are being handled now, she's more like a good wife, a princess...

"Do you want them to attack Leithania?"

When Niezrei heard Maria's question, he frowned slightly and showed some doubt.

But Maria shook her head.

"Since they've chosen Leithania, it means they believe it's where they'll live in the future... No one will destroy the area they live in, which will make it even more difficult for them to integrate into that new society."

"Then you mean..."

"Have the liches contact the Lord of the Lich King's Court, who has already left Kazdel, and tell him that if he still considers himself a member of the Sarkaz... then he must complete my command."

Maria raised her head slightly, her eyes gradually becoming sharper.

"They want to spread fear in Leithania..."

"fear?"

"Leitania itself was a nation united to resist the attacks of the Sarkaz. Its internal power is bound to be unbalanced. They may be the most shaken in this expedition."

"The influx of liches must have made them uneasy. If they want to integrate into that society, they need a token of allegiance..."

"Have the liches spread word in Leithania that the Sarkaz are considering abandoning resistance and preparing to invade the neighboring country of Leithania. Victoria and the Gallic coalition have chosen to abandon their resistance in order to preserve their own internal combat effectiveness... Put pressure on them, so that they develop resistance and even resentment towards Gaul and Victoria."

"But……"

The older generation of Neczrei obviously doesn't know how to fight Maria's current information war... He only knows how to kill his enemies on the battlefield and has never considered putting pressure on the enemy from the rear.

"Will the people of Leitania believe such talk? Wouldn't the troops on the front lines be able to dispel such talk with a joint statement?"

"So we really need such a team to attack..."

"They need to be small enough in number... to evade the coalition's search, and they need to be strong and brutal enough to instill panic in Leithania."

Maria turned her head and looked at the chess pieces in front of her that represented the many royal courts.

After a pause, she took out the chess piece called Blood Demon.

"Go tell Dukare about this and complete his mission, or he will come to see me with his head on his shoulders."

She placed the chess piece gently without any hesitation.

This mission may be the most dangerous one so far, so Maria handed it over to the group of blood demons without hesitation.

It's not just that Maria doesn't like blood demons, more importantly, only blood demons can advance by fighting to survive without supplies...

Moreover, on Terra, the reputation of the Blood Demon does seem more evil and terrifying than that of the ordinary Sarkaz.

No matter how this matter is completed, as long as it is done, there will be results.

If Ducare could penetrate deep behind enemy lines, the Leithanian coalition would be forced to retreat and defend.

If not, the strong pressure will make the Leithanian army consider whether to continue moving forward.

The country will inevitably put pressure on the front-line troops to return to defend.

The best outcome is that they neither retreat nor advance.

The loss of one of the four major coalition teams can greatly relieve the pressure on Kazdel.

At the same time, it will also shake the morale of other coalition forces... After all, if Leithania doesn't move, how can the situation in their country be good?

What if I win and look back to find that my home is gone?

What else is there to fight?

The only problem with this plan is...

Who is the nail that connects this army?

Only by cutting off the connection between these parties can Maria's plan be guaranteed to the greatest extent...

And as for this...

"I might have the information you're looking for..."

Inside the dim tent.

A white priest with only one hand walked in slowly.

He looked like he had been through a lot, and his tattered priest's robe was no longer as carefully mended as it used to be.

On the broken body, the one eye that still had vision was empty and dim.

But the most eye-catching thing is the dim black aura around him...

The priest of the Banshee King City...

He appeared in front of Maria again!

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Chapter 281: My ship is sunk!

In Maria's memory, the priest in front of her should be a very cheerful person.

Even at the most turbulent moment in Banshee King City, this embarrassed idealist still managed to smile at Maria.

Even when Maria and Ramalen were investigating the army overnight, and he was alone, injured and hiding outside the city wall, approaching death, he was still smiling.

Smile brightly.

But at this moment, when everything had calmed down, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Hello again, ma'am."

Facing Niecile with a fierce look on his face, the priest was not on guard.

He openly showed off the guard gun on his waist, and saluted Maria with his only remaining hand.

The smile on his face looked as if it was painted on, and it looked particularly stiff.

But Maria didn't respond directly.

She looked at the broken body of the person in front of her and shook her head silently.

"You should be able to repair these wounds..."

"I know... what you gave me has this power."

The priest shook his head, his face pale.

After receiving Maria's blood, his body underwent an almost earth-shaking change.

He could always feel the terrifying power surging in his body. It seemed that there were countless wild beasts lurking in it, roaring and raging day and night... Just a drop of blood, and his body no longer looked like a human being.

The so-called broken arms and legs were no different from scratches to him.

But at the same time, there was also an incessant whisper in his ears.

Even when he was exhausted after working for several days and was finally ready to stop and take a good rest, these sounds that were enough to drive a person crazy showed no sign of stopping.

They were like a curse, constantly tormenting his nerves.

The more he closed his eyes, the more likely those disabled children would come to him with tears of blood and grab his sleeves...

The touch feels so real...

This is a torture both physically and mentally.

But he didn't feel bitter about it.

Or perhaps he thought he deserved it.

He violated the commandments, failed to fulfill his promise, and even brutally executed the surrendered soldiers.

Even if he abandoned his identity as Sakota, he still felt that he was an ugly, failed, and unsuccessful monster.

This is the punishment he deserves.

Even now, the fact that I am still struggling to live is the retribution for my sins.

"Whether I'm physically healthy or not is not important to me...but at least, my impaired body can make me feel less pain."

The man shook his head, stood up, and bowed again to Ramalen beside him.

"I was once in the Banshee King City. Thank you very much for your care for you and your compatriots..."

“…That’s not necessary, Father.”

Facing the priest in front of her, the girl shook her head slightly.

The atmosphere on the scene eased a little.