Outside the lounge, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. The guards immediately tried to stop the newcomer, but they were pushed aside and forced their way in.
"Get out of the way!"
All the Paladins immediately stood up and looked angrily at the door. They saw a person wearing armor barging in and taking off the helmet on her head. It turned out to be a blonde girl with red wolf ears. All of them immediately sat down quietly.
It was Delmedi who had broken in. She was now fourteen years old and had grown much taller and prettier than when Lu Zhiyu had first seen her. However, she still had the temper of a boy, just like Verthandi when she was younger, and was even more unruly and domineering.
As soon as Delmedi came in, she looked at Verthandi, who was standing in front of the window, and said angrily, "Father, we should immediately declare war on the Crete Empire, and let those who dare to tarnish your glory …"
Verthandi frowned and looked at Delmedi. "Get out! Who allowed you to come in? Also, take off your armor. It is not your turn to fight on the battlefield."
Delmedi and Verthandi argued, and Delmedi left angrily. However, Verthandi had finally made a decision, so she turned around and walked outside. The Knights Templars opened the door of the lounge and followed her into the hall, where a large number of nobles and knights of the Holy Seville Empire were waiting.
When they saw Emperor Verthandi walk in in full armor, all the Knights Templars immediately knew that the emperor had made a decision. They all stood up and watched as Verthandi walked to the highest throne.
"Everyone, let's send troops to welcome back our compatriots." Verthandi drew out the Sword of the King, which had the symbol of the Holy Seville Empire behind it.
Immediately, the audience cheered, and all the orcs roared. The Holy Seville Empire had been won by Verthandi and all the Knights Templars with the support of the Faith of the Sun. Furthermore, Verthandi had been weakening the relationship between tribes and ethnic groups, promoting integration between the various races, and governing the country with the law. Thus, the Holy Seville Empire had become a huge and sophisticated machine.
After the emperor's order was issued, the entire Holy Seville Empire was mobilized. The eight Knights Templars, a total of 160,000 cavalrymen, plus a large number of garrison troops and noble troops, joined together to attack the south. They crossed the Red River Plain and reached the border of the Crete Empire.
Hundreds of thousands of troops crossed the Red River Plain, forming a long line that stretched as far as the eye could see. This was the first time in hundreds of years that the orcs had taken the initiative to launch a war against the humans.
A large number of orcs raised their spears like a dense forest. The horses neighed, and the cavalrymen were fully armed. A large number of knights' armor shone in the spring sun. The infantry's swords were hidden in their scabbards, and their shields were polished like mirrors. The flag of the Holy Seville Empire fluttered in the wind. Under the guidance of the flag, the army appeared in front of the border fortress of Crete.
The Crete Empire had not had a war in the north for many years. The border fortress was still an old fortress built one or two hundred years ago, and the soldiers stationed there were no longer the elite troops they had been in the past.
"Cavalry! The Orcs, the Orcs are attacking! "
"Woo woo!"
"Orcs! It's the orc army!"
On the city wall, the sentinel, who had thrown his sword aside, was leaning against the wall of the sentry tower and dozing off. He immediately noticed the traces of the orc army, so he shouted at the top of his lungs. The sound of the horn was heard, and the news that the Holy Seville Empire had appeared at the border immediately spread throughout the north.
The smell of gunpowder from the border of the Crete Empire permeated all of the northern border cities of Crete. A war was about to break out. The densely packed army of the Holy Seville Empire was heading straight for the Crete Empire. If the Crete Empire was careless, a full-scale war would break out.
This war might have involved the largest number of people in the history of war on the Alen Continent, and it also involved the most soldiers. After one or two hundred years of development, the Crete Empire had reached its peak in terms of economy, culture, and military strength. As for the Holy Seville Empire, it was the first empire of the orcs to be unified. As such, it had great potential for war.
In the spring of the 61st year of the San Calendar, the Holy Seville Empire sent 400,000 troops, claiming to be an 800,000 strong army. They demanded that the Crete Empire unconditionally release the 200,000 orc slaves trapped in the Urabell Province, abolish the Orc Slave Act, and release all of the orc slaves in the country. Lastly, they demanded that Prime Minister Tembor, who had signed the Orc Slave Act, give the Holy Seville Empire an explanation.
The Holy Seville Empire had mobilized such a large number of troops and resources to wage a war. This was a decision that had been made by the empire's top officials, as well as the emperor.
Urgent letters were sent from the border, along with the news that the orc army had arrived at the border. At that moment, the war in the Urabell Province had reached its most critical stage.
In the administrative center of the Urabell Province, the top of the walls of Maple Leaf City were stained with blood. The 100,000 orc slave army had fallen into deep despair. The 30,000 Crete Empire troops were advancing towards them, forcing the orc slave army to retreat. They were about to reach Maple Leaf City.
The entire Urabell Province was an endless plain. Only Maple Leaf City, which was located in a valley at the foot of a mountain, had a dangerous terrain. The Crete Empire's army, which currently had a large number of siege weapons, was simply invincible.
There were only a few thousand soldiers in Maple Leaf City, as well as tens of thousands of young civilians and a large number of old, weak, women, and children. Under the attack of the 100,000 orc slave army, the city had held out for more than 20 days.
The tragic degree of casualties had left Maple Leaf City full of scars. Inside the city, there were corpses of soldiers who had fallen from the top of the city wall. Almost everyone was wounded. Above and below the city wall, there were painful groans of the wounded everywhere. At the same time, they also made the 100,000 slave army outside the city pay a heavy price.
Ten miles away from Maple Leaf City, the orc army's camp was filled with wailing. No one had expected that Maple Leaf City would be such a tough nut to crack. Although they were not elite soldiers, nor had they received formal training, they still had nearly 100,000 soldiers. They had attacked such a city for more than 20 days, yet they had still not been able to take it down.
This made everyone lose their confidence and courage, especially the army led by Earl Tito, who was closing in on them step by step. They didn't leave any chance for survival. If they still couldn't take down Maple Leaf City, they would all die here. Moreover, the temporarily assembled slave army had already lost their morale. If it wasn't for Earl Tito forcing them into a corner, they would have already scattered.
Inside the camp, everyone was dejected. They were no longer as arrogant and reckless as they had been ten days ago. Everyone seemed to have returned to the control of the Crete Empire, and they recalled the fear that the Crete Empire's army had given them.
Thin orcs were curled up next to the fire with their weapons in their hands. They looked up at the silver moon in the night sky, not knowing what the future held for them.
Several orc leaders were arguing in the tent. Finally, a tall tiger-man leader shouted angrily, "The Holy Seville Empire has already received our request for help.
"According to the time, the Holy Seville Empire should have received our request for help. They will not abandon us, and neither will the emperor. Now, we only have one goal, and that is to take down Maple Leaf City. This is our only chance of survival."
The next day, the 100,000 orc slaves, who had fallen into a desperate battle, frantically set up siege ladders and siege wagons to the top of Maple Leaf City's walls. They desperately attacked Maple Leaf City, enduring the deadly attacks of rolling logs, catapults, kerosene, and boiling water. As their companions continued to fall and die, they rushed forward like mad beasts.
Maple Leaf City, which was as solid as an iron wall, was like a fallen leaf swaying in the wind and rain under the attack of nearly a hundred thousand orc slaves. Several orc leaders took the lead and followed the soldiers to rush to the top of the city wall. They started a fierce battle with the defending soldiers of Maple Leaf City.
As the sun rose, a bright red color covered the top of the city wall. Blood splashed everywhere, and everyone's roars intertwined with the light of the rising sun. The leader of the tiger-men raised a broadsword and killed several people on top of the city wall. The longsword pierced through a human soldier who had clearly not yet reached adulthood and pushed his body down the wall.
More and more orcs climbed up to the top of the city wall. As the number of soldiers on top of the wall decreased, even the blocked gate of Maple Leaf City was pushed open. The city had completely fallen.
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