The biting cold wind howled angrily, like an angry beast howling in the mountains. Veronica and the accompanying Knight braved the razor-sharp icy wind and walked up a hill. Their vision crossed the steep mountains that seemed to have been carved by a knife and an axe. The mountains were silent in the night, and only a vague outline could be seen. This side was as smooth as a mirror, shining under the Golden Sea Moon, exuding a pale color.
And at the foot of the mountain, a dark mass of creatures was gathering like a stream of water, forming a dark mass of about ten thousand. There were also some flying creatures in the sky. These monsters were guarding the Ordos Pass, blocking the road to Alcala.
From time to time, the howls of the monsters came from far away with the wind. In this dark night, it was even more frightening.
"These monsters are indeed slowing us down while circling to the front to block us. The Ordos Pass is the only mountain path in the vicinity that can lead to the Alcala area. Otherwise, we can only take a detour further north. But the main force of these monsters is already behind us, and there is not much time left for us to make a choice."
The one who spoke was Laurenna, the daughter of the Grand Commander of the Knights Templar. She and her fiancé, Filas, were part of the Empire's entourage to explore the Deadly Frost Forest with Brando. After the big explosion, she and Filas returned to the country together. Not long after, they were imprisoned by the Silver Queen and Veronica. Later, they were rescued by Brando.
After the upheaval in Rushta, she, Veronica, Valla, and others were teleported away from Bankel and came to East Metz to experience the fiasco. And due to the shortage of lower-level officers after the fiasco, not only was Vahina also appointed as the captain of the Folded Sword Knights, but the former number one Knight genius of the Imperial Capital was directly appointed as a deputy by Veronica. Now, she was a member of the middle-level commanders of the Azure Legion.
Miss Knight was dressed in military attire, and her fiancé, Filas, was standing beside her. As almost all members of Prince Barrano's family had perished in this upheaval, the only eldest heir looked a little depressed at the moment, not as cheerful as when he was in Erouine.
"The dragons are still buying time for us, but there is no doubt that it is only a matter of time before those flying crystals arrive. There is no time for us to take a detour to the north. If we encounter those monsters at the Alkash Mountain Pass, we will all be wiped out."
Luo An, who was wearing a silver robe, replied. The strong wind caused his robe to flutter, but he held an ivory staff in his hand and stood in the cold wind. His performance was even more calm than the Knight, as if he was not affected in the slightest.
He looked at Valla of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, who was silent, and continued, "Your Excellency, the best way now is for us to join forces and defeat this army. Before the Crystal Cluster Army arrives, we can open a path from the front. What do you think?"
Before Valla could speak, Sidney, who was beside him, had already nodded, "Yes."
"Then the coordination of the army will be handed over to Lady Veronica," Luo An said, "Legion Commander, is that okay?"
Veronica stared at the dark mass of the Crystal Cluster Army below and nodded, "I will coordinate with Mangrove." She looked at the eldest prince, Lenarette, who also nodded silently.
Everyone present understood that the next battle would be the key to determining the outcome of this night's war. No matter how well they had done before, if this battle was lost, then the future of the Empire would be gone.
For the people of Cruz, it seemed that since the tragic battle on the great plains, the descendants of the Flame King, Gretel, had ushered in another war that they could not afford to lose.
Almost everyone present in Cruz prayed silently in their hearts, praying that the sages who had fallen into eternal slumber would bless their descendants and allow them to seize the last glimmer of hope.
"Blow the horn." The heavy cavalry of the Azure Legion began to gather on the side of the battlefield, and Veronica waited for a moment before speaking.
On the hill, rows of mages in silver robes began to flicker, and then disappeared one by one. Finally, the leader of the Hidden Realm's Enforcers, Luo An, and the Great Holy See of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, High Priest Valla, who brought iron and fire, both stepped into a light door without saying a word.
Sidney, the Adoratrice of the Leo Palace, looked back at the female legion commander before stepping into the light door that belonged to her.
Veronica took a deep breath, and there seemed to be many images of the battlefield in front of her. Sometimes it was the valley of Hagan, where the Lion Army surged like a tide, or the battle of Watercress Castle, where the enemy this time was replaced by the Wind Elves, the Knight, the Forest of Spears, the arrows that seemed to overshadow the sky, and the images of the enemy alternated. The Fanzin, the Elves, the Mountain Folk, the Lion Men, and sometimes even the heavy Knight of Cruz. Every battle she had experienced appeared in front of her eyes.
Until finally, they overlapped into one and turned into the scene in front of her again. In the mountains of Alcra, the cold wind whistled, and the Crystal Legion's army was waiting, waiting for the first attack of Cruz's people.
The sound of the bugle horn echoed throughout the mountains and plains.
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Brando had a dream.
In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the past in the game. The biting cold wind of the mountains, the dark sky, the wailing of the wind, and the endless, despairing army.
They covered the sky and covered the earth, surging like a tide. The resistance of the humans was so weak and powerless. They roared, fought, and used every ounce of their strength, but the enemy came from all directions, and there was no chance at all.
His heart was burning with anger. Where was the Diamond Force? Where was the Thorny Flower Fire? Where was the army of the Holy Church? Where were the reinforcements?
He remembered that the last thing he saw was the skeleton of a wyrm that was shrouded in a dark aura. It whistled through the air, and grayish-white flames spurted out of the wyrm's mouth, turning everything in its path into ashes.
Then, the entire world dimmed, plunging into darkness.
Then he woke up.
That battle was the last memory he had of that world. He didn't know what happened after that battle in the Alkash Mountains, but the defeat of the army of Fanzin and Cruz would definitely bring about earth-shaking changes in the game.
In a sense, it was a battle that changed the history of Wohnde.
But in this world, there might not be such a battle anymore.
Brando didn't know that at this moment, there was a battle that would decide the fate of an empire, and it was happening in the same place. Many familiar names and familiar people were fighting for their lives in this battle.
He didn't know that maybe in the time he opened his eyes, those familiar names had already passed away and turned into memories of the past.
He woke up from the darkness, feeling a little strangely frustrated. He put on his coat and went outside. There was a long corridor outside the door, and it was silent. He followed the memory of the day through the dark corridor, and there was a light in front of him, and he was already in a courtyard.
The cool night wind blew on his face. He had just taken a breath when he heard a puzzled voice. "Brando?"
Brando was slightly stunned. He knew that there was only one person here who would call him that. He looked up and saw Freya's lonely figure standing in the courtyard, looking at him with a surprised expression.
"You can't sleep either, Brando?"
Brando wanted to say that he suddenly woke up, but for some reason, he just nodded silently.
"What about you?"
"I'm going back to Erouine tomorrow, Brando," Freya said softly.
Brando suddenly understood what Freya wanted to say. The moonlight in the Land of Eternal Death shone on the courtyard, and it was a faint silver color.
"Walk with me?" He suddenly asked.
Freya was stunned, and then nodded. She was resolute on the battlefield, but in front of Brando, she had always been submissive.
The two of them walked along the courtyard's corridor silently, and only the rustling of their footsteps could be heard. The girl lowered her head, and felt the thumping of her heart, which was strong and rhythmic.
"What did Andrea tell you about your background?" Brando suddenly asked. Andrea had vaguely revealed to him that Freya's bloodline and inheritance might be related to the Goddess of War. He only knew that Freya's real name was actually Alicia Everton. She was the daughter of the Earth Knight Everton. In order to escape the purge of the Royal Faction during the reign of Oberg the Sixth, she was brought to Bucce by the Royal Faction and arranged to live with her 'uncle' and 'aunt'.
The Earth Knight Everton did not have any special inheritance, and was just an outstanding Knight. Freya's inheritance and bloodline of the Valkyrie could only come from her mother. Princess Gryphine had once talked to him about this matter, but Freya's mother had always been a mystery. Everton once had a spouse, but both of them died in the war. That lady was not from Erouine's noble family, and this was very rare, and there was no way to investigate.
Brando knew that ever since the disaster in Bucce, Freya had been very concerned about her background, especially after she found out the true identity of her father. So when Andrea mentioned this matter, he insisted that Freya go to the Land of Eternal Death. If it was only for the sake of the alliance with Madara, Amandina was actually more suitable than her to be Erouine's envoy.
As expected, after hearing Brando's words, Freya's eyes flashed, and she replied, "Miss Andrea thinks that I might be a descendant of one of their lost clansmen in Wohnde."
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