(Winter vacation is over and I will go back to school tomorrow. I will continue to write for everyone as much as possible and push forward the plot as soon as possible!)
The brief respite created by the meteorite of destruction was just pure destruction for the Arestrians and the Seventans.
A large number of ordinary soldiers were killed, and those formal knights and grand knights brought by the so-called elite recruitment plan also died under the bombardment of the destroying meteorite.
Wizards, mages, these scarce combat resources in Seventan, all those located in the frontline military camps, turned into dust.
With this meteor strike, Severantan was completely defeated, and one-third of its combat power was wiped out in the attack.
The letter of persuasion to surrender from Arestle was sent to the royal capital of Seventan after being transported many times, a declining place filled with decadence and despair.
The soldier responsible for delivering the message lowered the hood on his head. He really didn't want to let himself inadvertently see the bleak scene of the royal capital that made it almost impossible to see any of its former glory.
"I don't understand why we need to start a war with Aleister..."
Touching the letter of surrender from the envoy of Arestle in his pocket, the soldier who sent the letter had some undue expectations in his heart.
"Perhaps surrendering is a good choice. There are other kingdoms in the Light God Religion, and they will not let one human kingdom really destroy other kingdoms."
"This is not allowed. Although the days to come will be very difficult, I really don't want Seventan to fall like this. Is it necessary to continue to resist..."
The thoughts in their hearts made the soldiers feel very entangled. The traditional education of Seventan did not allow this group of brave men to make such a stupid and cowardly choice as surrender.
However, the rationality in his heart and the deep feelings for Seventan made the soldier feel that perhaps surrender was the only way out.
Complying with the inspection all the way, the messenger went deep into the palace and handed the letter in his hand to the Minister of Scrolls.
"Soldier, thank you for your hard work." The Scroll Minister took the letter and said seriously.
"Thank you for your concern, sir. It's all for Seventan."
The soldier was a little flattered that the high-ranking palace minister would actually care about him.
"Your mind is a little confused. It's time to take a good rest..." The Scroll Minister's voice had some echoes, sounding low and weird.
"Uh, yes..." came out of the mouth of the messenger soldier with a weak response. His weak body slowly fell down, and the long sword penetrated through the chest, piercing the heart, and blood seeped out, covering the area near the wound. The clothes were dyed bright red.
Glancing at the so-called "Letter of Persuasion to Surrender" in his hand, the Scroll Minister had no intention of reading or passing it on to the too young king. He just tore the letter into pieces and then burned it in the dark flames in his hand. All.
His eyes stayed on the messenger soldier who was dragged away by the black-armored soldiers who walked out of the darkness for a few seconds, and low murmurs echoed in the mouth of the Scroll Minister.
"Either you are fanatical for Seventan, or you are fearful of the unknown outcome, and you are a coward with expectations. This is not what we need now."
The Scroll Minister re-entered the main hall. Just like the last time Alyosha came, the atmosphere here was frighteningly depressing, gloomy, dark, and dead. There was no sense of majesty like the palace, but only suffocating tension.
On the emperor's throne was still the too young king, and the voice of inquiry came.
"How's the situation?"
"It's not optimistic, but as long as we proceed according to the previous plan, there will still be no problem."
The Scroll Minister lowered his head and saluted, and his calm words summarized the current situation.
"That's good. Seventan can no longer adapt to this era. Due to resource limitations and the secret restraint and suppression from Arestle, we are actually just dying slowly. Do you think my desperate move this time is correct? ?」
The king's question came in the darkness. Although it was a question, there was actually no confusion or questioning tone in it.
"Yes" came the brief but firm response from the Scroll Minister.
"I can't do anything
Fa responded to those questions about why we must go to war with Aleister, because there are some things they can't see. Our "old enemy" of Aleister can no longer keep up with them. "
"Arestle's secret plan is to poison us slowly. My father sees it very clearly, so he chose to use his death to advance this war."
"And I will never let him down. Although my citizens will suffer at this moment, the emotion at this moment will also become our strength."
"In the new country, they will get what they should have, instead of slowly waiting for the decline of Severin in this bitter cold land and becoming part of Arestle."
The emotions in the calm narrative are only determination and firmness.
"This is the last battle for now. We have no option to surrender. It is said that the soldier who delivered the message accidentally died on the road. Whether I choose to surrender at this moment will bring fluctuations in the morale of the army."
"Let the Gate of the Abyss be prepared, and it's time for the two legendary knights to take action."
The final order was conveyed, and the Scroll Minister exited the palace. He was going to finish what he had to do. No matter how he looked at it, it was difficult to see the hope of winning this war, but no one in the palace would choose to surrender.
"Da da da..." The sound of horse hooves overlapped, and on the plain where the two countries fought, a dozen war horses were carrying soldiers forward.
In fact, this plain can hardly be called a plain. The earth is cracking, the mountains are collapsing, sparkling magic crystals with many impurities are scattered on the ground, and thick trees are flying everywhere. These are all the masterpieces of the devastating meteorite. .
It is difficult for war horses to travel on this bad terrain. This is only the outer area. Near the center, the small basin created by the meteorite's fall is truly difficult to pass.
The remaining fire element has caused the lava there to still flow until now. There are also many dangerous elemental beings born due to the enrichment of earth and fire elements distributed in the magma. The place bombarded by the devastating meteorite will be there for at least a few years. The restricted area of life.
The purpose of this large group of Arestle soldiers on horseback is simple, that is to find a place suitable for a decisive battle.
Next, Aleister will also change his tactics. He will no longer give the severely injured Severtan a chance to breathe, and will put all his combat power into it. This will be the last battle.
As one of the advance investigators, Kevin picked up the alchemy telescope in his hand. Staying on the hillock created by the power of the destroyed meteorite, his field of vision was extremely wide with the help of the telescope.
The majestic Santa Ana snowfield in the far distance has come into Kevin's field of vision. He knows that the kingdom located under that natural wonder is their mortal enemy, the Kingdom of Seventan.
Going further north from this plain, you will enter the scope of the Northland, which is the home field of the Seventans. It is not a good place for Aleister, whose army soldiers are not as strong as the Seventans. What a great place for a showdown.
"What is the attack range of the farthest legion spell?" Kevin asked the companion who came with him.
"Stevenson College has sent another group of reinforcements. If this group of several hundred people are at least high-level trainee magicians or above, the range that can carry out effective legion spell strikes should be It’s over fifty kilometers.”
The companion looked at the latest information in his hand and responded.
"That should be enough. As long as the military formation can be pressed within that range, even if the opponent wants to temporarily avoid the battle and stop, it will never be possible and force Seventan to start a war with us."
"A lot of people will die in this battle... Sigh." The companion who is also a member of the Night Blade sighed. No matter how you look at it, forcing Severant, who has stronger soldiers, to fight will cause losses. It feels overwhelming.
"There is no way, we have no choice. The problem now is not as simple as Seventan. If Seventan is not solved quickly, other kingdoms on the border will start to make trouble. You have read the news about the four archdukes. Bar."
Kevin was still looking at the terrain in the distance, looking for a suitable location.
Camp and the place where the advance is being carried out, while having a conversation with his companions.
"Look, it's really troublesome. There has been peace for too long. Everyone has recovered from the disaster in the past, accumulated strength again, and started planning to expand their sphere of influence..."
The companion said helplessly, doing the same thing as Kevin, using the telescope to observe the distant terrain.
After slightly adjusting the gears of the alchemy telescope in his hand, the distance between the lenses changed, and the magic attached to them also changed, making the field of vision wider.
"No problem, it's basically the same as on the map. The passage from Seventan to the outside world is very restricted by the terrain. Going a little further north, it's basically this kind of terrain with peaks on both sides and a road in the middle. This open space outside is the best place to camp."
Kevin put down the telescope and already had an idea of how Aleister's army would attack next.
This tight terrain will maximize the power of the combined spells of Arestle's mage legions.
The inescapable Severantan army will suffer continuous blows. The real loss of troops and the decline in morale will make Arestle's disadvantage in the strength of the soldiers disappear.
"Kevin, look there, what's going on..."
The words of his companion suddenly rang in Kevin's ears, which made him put down the telescope and think about it in his heart. He picked up the telescope again and looked in the direction pointed by his companion.
"Damn, ugh..."
When the object pointed out by his companion came into view, Kevin paused, cursed viciously, and then sighed deeply.
In the distance, a few kilometers away from here, there were a few poorly dressed children, holding simple hunting tools and moving in a forest where many trees had fallen due to the aftermath of some devastating meteorites.
From the heads looking around and the cautious steps forward, it was obvious that these were hunters living at the junction of Severtan and Arestle.
This group of children seemed too young, and they should not have gone out hunting in the first place. The magical beasts in this world were not comparable to the so-called ferocious beasts on earth.
"Recruitment order?"
"This is the only way..."
Kevin and his companions felt very heavy. The seemingly ordinary scene in front of them revealed a lot of problems.
Severtan indeed suffered heavy losses. Known for their powerful military, they also had to recruit combat-effective civilians to fight on the battlefield.
This was originally a joyful thing. The decline and decline of Severtan's power showed clearly, and Arestle's victory seemed to be a certainty.
But Kevin couldn't be happy. Once Arestle's army pressed in, no one would care about the lives of the civilians in Seventan.
The cruel war will crush these Seventan civilians who have done nothing but live a stable life together. Even if they are lucky enough to escape, their past days will be gone forever, and the future waiting for them is gloomy.
This is completely contrary to what Night Blade pursues.
"I really don't understand what reason Seventan has to start a war with us. This will not do any good to Arestle and Seventan." The companion scratched his head hard, annoyed and helpless.
"There is no other way. Mercy at this moment is meaningless. Protect Aleister before we talk about anything else."
"Even if we win this war, Seventan will not be destroyed by us. At most, it will become a part of Arestle. At that time, let's talk about the issues of these civilians."
Get these cluttered thoughts out of your mind. There is no room for sentimentality or kindness at this moment. Nothing is settled until victory is truly achieved.
"You're right." The companion didn't say anything more. He just took out a blank roll of map paper, used a pen to draw the terrain that he and Kevin had scouted on it, and marked it as suitable for camping and launching. Point of attack.
This information was transmitted by Kevin using the magic communication device back to the military camp where Aleister had assembled a large army at this moment, and was presented in
On the desk of the commanding officer.
Several officers held some discussions based on the map sent back by Kevin, made tactical arrangements and plans for facing some unexpected situations, and passed on the order.
Arestle's army prepared in an orderly manner and began their actions as orders were issued. .
The cavalry troops set out first with the baggage for camping, and the remaining infantry followed. The mage legion was divided into two groups to follow the cavalry and infantry respectively, using magic to help open the way and speed up.
With the help of orderly arrangements and extraordinary strength, within a day and a half, Arestle's army was enough to press to the gate of the Kingdom of Seventan.
Behind the mighty army on the plain was a carriage that looked a little plain and simple, and followed the infantry troops not too fast.
Leaning his head out of the window, Father Fang, who had not seen him for a long time, took a look at Aleister's numerous troops and showed a satisfied smile.
"No matter what happens to the royal city, at least Arestle's army is still impressive."
Garcia, who was sitting across the table in the carriage, also looked at this army that had assembled a large amount of Aleister's combat power, and felt a little worried.
"This army is still missing something after all. Teacher, I'll leave it to you when the time comes."
"Leave it to me. May the God of Light protect us."
Father Fang put his naked upper body back into the carriage, picked up the heavy God of Light Scripture that was no different from a meteor hammer on his waist, and gave a standard tribute to the God of Light.
