"The snow is getting heavier. Looks like the supply team will be late again."
Eliza looked at the heavy snow outside the window and could only shake her head helplessly.
This was not the first time he had been delayed by the weather. At the beginning, he was burning with anxiety. After that, he was still helpless when he tried to contact his surroundings. Now, he was helpless and numb to the expected weather. It could be considered a helpless habit.
After all, it wasn't just one side facing this terrible weather. Since both sides had stopped, there was nothing to be nervous about.
It had to be said that the Beastmen chose a very delicate time to attack. The heavy snow made the war fall into a rather awkward situation.
Fight the final battle? How could they fight while skating and shivering in the cold? Even the preparation and distribution of winter supplies was a major task. Even the strongest army had to learn to be respectful in front of the power of nature.
"Damn it, it would have been better if it had been half a month earlier. Maybe we should have waited until next spring."
Every Beastman would probably think so when they were shivering in the cold. In the past, they would have been sleeping around the bonfire in their winter quarters.
This was like procrastination. Everything went according to plan, but as they prepared, many factors affected them, and they ended up at the most inopportune time.
"What? Traffic jam? No problem, there's still two hours. Hmm? Wrong way? No problem, there's still an hour! Airport highway repair? No problem, probably. Yup, there's still half an hour, we won't be late. Hehe, we're finally here. I told you it was fine. What! Airport inspection? At least half an hour? Hey, stop joking! Don't leave the plane! "
Yup, that was more or less how it felt. It was just an analogy, definitely not someone's personal experience …
Cough, to be honest, this was undoubtedly a scheme of someone and a certain Demon Lord. According to the Beastmen's original strategy, they wouldn't have encountered such trouble.
But now, Eliza didn't feel happy about her scheme succeeding. After all, as time went by, the war was getting more and more intense, and the burden on her body was a little too heavy.
Yes, she had lied. How could everything be fine during a war? The Beastmen and Elves weren't easy to deal with. Although the general situation was as she had described, the actual pressure was much greater. The Allied Army suffered a lot of casualties every day. However, this was the only way that Roland could be at ease and do his job.
"I'll look after the house. It'll be fine. Didn't Roland teach me everything? At the very least, even that silly girl Anne can become the Underground Overlord. How can I not be able to take charge? "
In a sense, Eliza always had an inexplicable sense of competition for Anne. Even though her absolute strength now far surpassed Anne, she still hoped to prove to that person that she was the best leader.
But obviously, there were some things that couldn't be taught. The current chaotic battlefield situation was much more difficult to deal with than the underground, where most of the enemy forces had been wiped out.
"The Beastmen's Aerial Knight has come to challenge us again. This time, it's two Thunderhawk teams and that Dragon Knight. San Antonio wants Sir Timier to fight, but Sir Timier obviously hasn't recovered from his previous injury. "
"San Antonio's own Aerial Knight? Don't they have the Griffin Knight Regiment? They even have a Legendary Griffin Knight holding the line. Why don't they go up themselves? "
"… They said that Elson is sick. Their words are very harsh. They want us to prove our worth with our military achievements."
Hearing this, Eliza just pushed her glasses expressionlessly. However, no one knew what she was thinking in her heart.
"… A Legendary Griffin Knight can be sick? I should have killed those bastards long ago! 'Flashing Red Knight' Elson? Alright, I'll remember you. I'll wait patiently for the day you enter the Styx. Maybe, I'll personally send you down! "
In a sense, even in the human world, the super empire was a synonym for tyranny. In their eyes, being willing to support the seven northern countries was already a great gift. How could a super empire accept the command of a small country? Naturally, the command of the allied forces would be handed over to him.
And under the premise that the leading Kasomi Duchy was only a vassal of San Antonio, from the moment the reinforcements arrived, the command of the allied forces was handed over to these proud San Antonians.
At this time, it was obvious that the San Antonians were very dissatisfied with Donglan who was profiting from the war. Especially when they sent out the least reinforcements among the six northern countries.
But the Donglan Aerial Knight was the lowest Gold-ranked. Even San Antonio had to take them seriously. Therefore, in the name of the commander of the allied forces, they requested for Donglan's Aerial Cavalry to fight.
In the beginning, Donglan's Aurora Knight and Bone Dragon Knight did win consecutive duels. Even Donglan, who had been weak for many years, became famous at the same time.
But the Orcs no longer had the intention to duel. If they were to compare numbers, Donglan's new generation of Aerial Knight had not matured yet. The Undead Aerial Cavalry was too few and they had to carry out other missions. Even Timier was injured by the enemy's continuous attacks.
"What about the other Aurora Knight? Is there anyone who can fight? "
Even during the Mist Kingdom's peak, the weakest Aurora Knight that was above Gold-ranked did not exceed a hundred. At this point in time, due to certain reasons, out of the fifty plus Aurora Knight in the Undead Knight Regiment, only fifteen were in the North. Most of them were not in Red Maple City.
"Two of the Aurora Knight's injuries have not healed yet. There are still three in good condition. The rest are carrying out scouting missions. Her Highness Renée applied for battle, but she was reprimanded by Lord Timier."
Obviously, even if the three Aurora Knight were all Legendary-ranked, it was not enough to deal with two squadrons of almost a hundred aerial cavalry. Although the Aurora Knight was good enough to deal with aerial battles, the sky was not their best battlefield.
Hearing that, Eliza fell into silence. She was hesitating if she should remove the seal and crush the Dragon Knight to death. After that, she would step on those arrogant San Antonians. But what would happen next would definitely be the collapse of her clone and the return of her consciousness to the Abyss.
"If Roland was here …"
From a certain point of view, this was the first time Eliza was shouldering the heavy burden of a country alone. It was no wonder that she was hesitating. Even if she knew that this assumption was meaningless, she still instinctively considered this possibility.
"… Lady Eliza, in fact, His Highness Roland had left a letter."
After hesitating for a long time, the servant finally spoke. It seemed that the current situation had reached the predicament that he had expected.
He could have contacted him directly, but he actually left a letter? Eliza was stunned for a moment. Then, she could only shake her head unwillingly.
"This fellow saw through me again?"
Yes, Roland knew Eliza's character from the start. So before he left, he naturally made preparations. And in order to take care of her pride, he obviously would not take it out unless it was such a crucial moment.
[… Since you have seen this letter, then the situation is probably not good. Let me guess, the thing that troubled you but did not tell me is most likely the internal troubles of the allied army. There are too many external factors in this war. The position of both sides is not stable. It is not surprising that someone will betray someone. Maintaining strength is the priority. As for the other countries? It does not matter if they offend all of them. As long as they cross the line, even if they are allies, there is no doubt that they will be looking for a beating. Just treat it as if you are in the Abyss and learn how the old devils treat their allies. You are more familiar with their style of doing things than I am.]
Roland seemed unreliable, but in fact, he was extremely scheming. He trusted everyone, but he did not trust anyone deeply. From the beginning, he had made all kinds of plans and backups.
In Roland's eyes, even if San Antonio did not come, it would be difficult for the sparsely populated Donglan to obtain the commanding authority of the allied army. And once they lost the commanding authority, it would be difficult for them to even speak in the command center.
This had nothing to do with one's ability and willpower. In this temporary allied army, it was an iron law that whoever had the bigger fist would have the final say. And once the commander-in-chief fell into the hands of another country, one would definitely be used as cannon fodder.
This wasn't because Roland thought too badly of others. Instead, it was because he judged others by his own standards.
He firmly believed that if he had the commanding authority, he would definitely use the soldiers of other countries as cannon fodder and preserve his own main force. And the facts proved his conjecture.
But since there were not many people on the surface, the Mist Kingdom actually suffered the least losses these days. The ones who suffered the most were the Kingdom of Rhodes and the Empire of Anzolo. During the intermittent skirmishes, their Infantry Regiment and Knight Regiment were dragged to the rear and the frontline many times. At this time, the casualties were more than 30%, and there were many complaints.
This was also the derivation of political factors on the battlefield. These two countries were the four southern countries of the seven northern countries (the four countries leaning towards the south). Among the four southern countries, Sleuweir was on the brink of destruction, and Kasomi was his vassal state. On the other hand, the three northern countries did not listen to his commands. It was obvious who should be used as cannon fodder.
The unluckiest was the Kingdom of Rhodes. They were politically leaning towards the north, but because the members of the royal family were all southern nobles, they were in the stranglehold of the southern country, San Antonio.
As for the other two countries of the three northern countries other than Donglan, the Kingdom of Sua, a highland country with barbarian blood, and the Kingdom of Phoenix, which was as old as the Mist Kingdom, completely ignored the blind command of the people of San Antonio.
Of course, this kind of thing could not be said directly. But putting aside those appearances and cover-ups, directly looking at the results, direct dealings between countries were often bloody and direct.
In reality, with Elisa's ability, she wouldn't be able to see through these twists and turns. It was just that the responsibility of replacing Roland was too heavy, and she had too many misgivings, so she couldn't make the decision to turn against Roland. Now that there was Roland's personal letter, she naturally wouldn't hesitate anymore.
"Let's say that our Air Knight is also sick. Hmm, he caught a cold and has a fever of 40 degrees, how can he fight in the sky? What? Undead don't have fever? Then let's say that he has diarrhea. Hmm, yes, I am clearly playing them, not giving them any face. If they are not happy, then first ask them how Elson got sick. If it still doesn't make sense, then let Timier meet that Gryphon Knight, and see if he has recovered from his illness. "
And when Eliza made up her mind not to compromise, and directly gave the other party attitude, she also felt a little more relaxed.
And just when she was about to pour herself a cup of black tea to rest, and then deal with those annoying official matters, a reckless figure barged in.
"Not good, the latest news. The Anzolo Empire suddenly changed sides, and attacked our camp, our army was defeated! "
"Pfft."
The seven northern countries suddenly became the six northern countries. No matter how good Eliza's self-cultivation was, she still spat out the black tea in her mouth. At this time, she finally understood what Roland meant.
"Every Holy War is the time when countries and major forces stand on the same side. The position of both sides is not stable, and it is not surprising who betrays. We should also preserve our strength first."
…
In the Aurora's hangar, dozens of engineers were busy, and the team of teenagers, Cohen and Timlad, had mysteriously become the leaders of the research team.
"Why does His Highness still not allow us to use it on the battlefield? If it can be used in theory, our situation should be much better, and we can also teach those northerners a lesson."
"The wisdom of mortals."
Ever since he came into contact with His Highness Roland, Timlad fell in love with those pretentious lines.
Now, as long as someone asked him what he did not understand, he would definitely push down his glasses (flat), and then talk about "stupid humans", "the wisdom of mortals", "even monkeys are smarter than you".
Whether or not he showed that he was very knowledgeable, it was true that he made people want to beat him up.
Hmm, many people in the Gentlemen League had already beaten him up, but apparently little Timlad had forgotten.
"… Is there any hidden meaning in these words? We are not gods, of course we are mortals. You still haven't told me why not use it on the battlefield. "
Alright, in front of Cohen who had a serious face, in front of him, and in front of him, even the usually lively Timlad had to restrain himself.
"My stupid little brother …"
It seemed that in a certain sense, his restraint was limited.
"I'm older than you. Also, I'm not related to you by blood. "
Cohen was obviously stubborn, and this was his personality. After receiving orders from Roland, he made Timlad work overtime every day. Finally, Timlad could not take it anymore.
"You blockhead, you have no sense of humor or the sails of an artist. Are you really a mage? You're just like those muscular Knight guys! "
"I'm not a mage to begin with. Do I really look like a Knight? That's great! Hehe, I'm not as good as you say. "
Alright, next up was the time for little Timlad to go on a rampage. But even if he had two arms, he would definitely not be able to defeat Cohen. From a certain perspective, the young but stubbornly old-fashioned Cohen was basically Timlad's natural enemy.
"Alright, I'll tell you the truth. His Highness means that the guys down there are not reliable at all. These are all our backup plans, and we can't use them until the critical moment."
"What's the critical moment?"
"That's a lot, but we won't use them until the critical moment. And as long as the higher-ups deem it necessary to use them, the green light above the hangar will turn red."
"Green light? I didn't see it, am I really color-blind? "
"Isn't it above us, that red light is … Wait, it's red!! The battle has begun! "
…
Xiluo Swamp, Katya Wastelands, Baikal Highlands were once forbidden areas for the living, and also the territory of the Xiluo Empire.
But now, it had turned into a battlefield. Countless Undead were slaughtering each other, and the battlefield was filled with the roars of a formless black Death God. The ground was filled with the smell of bones and rotting flesh. The Undead of both sides were using actual combat to exchange their understanding of the art of death.
The civil war in Xiluo had already lasted for several months. At this point, both sides had suffered heavy losses, and it was time for the war to end.
And at this critical moment, more than thirty Air Knight suddenly arrived. They were draped in black cloaks, and their figures couldn't be seen clearly. But judging from the transparent white shadow mounts and the frightening Power of Death overflowing around them, it was obvious that they were extremely high-ranked Death Knight.
And the moment they landed, a figure was already waiting for them.
"You're finally here. It's been a tough journey, but it's a pity that we don't have time to rest. "
"Heh, is there a need for us to rest? Little Lionheart, we're here according to His Highness's instructions. Our plan can begin. Of course, it wouldn't be wrong to say that it's ending. "
…
The once great city of Antoon had already suffered the greatest calamity in its history. Not only did it lose a large portion of its walls, but its master had also lost the hearts of the people.
In the long siege war, countless citizens and soldiers had sacrificed themselves without any complaints. But when the war caused a shortage of resources, not only did the royal family not open the treasury to distribute food, but they even started to collect food from the citizens. This had already caused public outrage.
Ever since the start of the war, King Füml Caso had never appeared. In addition to that, before the Beastmen invaded, it was said that Prince Roland had given a warning. Not only did Füml not listen, he even slandered Roland for having ulterior motives.
Now, the facts had proven this king's foolishness. His behavior of cowering in his own palace had also proven his cowardice. Coupled with his selfishness in collecting food, this king's reputation had become unbearable.
In this dangerous world, the citizens had the duty to provide for the lord, but the lord also had the duty to protect the citizens. This was the most basic relationship of trust between the two. And when the lord wasn't willing to fulfill his most basic duty, how could he sit on his throne?
"Füml isn't fit to be the king!"
There were already people shouting this slogan in the streets and alleys. And at this moment, the king had just executed a concubine who tried to persuade him to go up to the city walls to fight. He was shivering in his own palace.
"All of you want me to die! All of you want me to die! All of you are assassins sent by that Roland. All of you want to steal my throne! I won't let you get what you want. I must survive! "
At the same time, in a house in Antoon, two temporary stowaways were at a loss as to what to do.
"Marguerite, I want to kill this bastard. Must we protect him?"
"… If you're unhappy, then go ahead and mess with him. But don't kill him. Otherwise, this city will be finished. 'Protect Antoon.' Hmph, that fellow Roland really knows how to randomly assign tasks. "
"Don't worry, he'll soon get his retribution. My instincts have always been accurate. Is it the commonly known as the Shura … Shura Blade?"
"… Shura Field. Heh, it's a strange term that Roland invented, but it always ends up being used on him. But this time, it probably won't happen. In front of Eliza, I feel that Renée isn't competitive at all. Your instincts must have guessed wrongly. "
"Hehe, some of it isn't my instincts."
The red-haired warrior shook the crumpled letter. It was a greeting from his hometown and a certain someone was coming to visit.
"You didn't tell Roland? Are you planning to trick him again? "
"Hehe, I really forgot this time. It definitely wasn't on purpose."
"If you forget every time, then it must be on purpose."
…
Very few people knew that the most secretive passage to the Underground World in the North was actually in the Elven Kingdom.
And at this moment, an adventuring party formed by two young girls was wandering in it.
"Anya, are you sure this is the right path? Why do I feel like we're going the wrong way again? "
"Sister Anne, please believe me. I'm absolutely right. I swear in the name of my grandfather that my horseshoe is guiding me. This is the path in front of me. "
"You said the same thing half a month ago. Why don't we find someone to ask?"
"Can we find someone to ask … Hey, Sister Banshee over there, may I ask if the Elven Territory is this way?"
…
"You're my little, little apple. No matter how much I love you, it's never too much. Your little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life, fire fire fire fire!!"
When there were so many things waiting for me to deal with, I was in the middle of the snowy mountain, beating the drums and singing. The reason? It was probably because of the people around me who were singing along.
"Fire fire fire fire!"
"What is fire? Can it be eaten? "
"Of course it can be eaten! Didn't you see that human crying while singing? He must be craving it! "
"Alright, I want to try it too. There are only snow dregs in the snowy mountain. "
The ones speaking were snowmen, snow monsters and snow ladies. On the day of the Winter Veil Festival, they organized a grand entertainment event. When they heard that I was the descendant of the legendary singer from a thousand years ago, the Mist King, I was told that if I didn't perform well, I wouldn't be able to take away a single Frigid Maw.
Yes, the legendary singer, the Mist King, relied on this to settle these Frigid Maw.
At this moment, I wasn't crying because I was craving it. Humans don't have this ability. I was obviously going crazy from anxiety.
"One more, one more!"
"You sang so well, little, little apple! Great! Little apple must be the lover that you miss. "
"Yeah, there are many cubs in the altar. You can take as many as you can sing."
I finally understood why the Mist King never told anyone what he had encountered in the past. Even if the truth of history was always deceptive, to this extent, he was probably the only one. If it was me in the past, I definitely wouldn't say anything either!
Wiping away my tears, the audience was so supportive, I could only continue.
My musical talent was extremely limited. Most of the songs that I could remember were divine songs that were filled with demonic music.
"Betraying my love, forcing me to leave, when I finally found out the truth, my tears fell …"
A hundred years later, there was a legend that when a mountain dweller got lost in the snowy mountains during the Winter Veil Festival, if he came back, he would become an idiot and then madly sing a demonic song that would drive people crazy. And those who heard this song would also become an idiot and only know how to sing along.
"The boundless horizon is my love, flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green mountains …"
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