It was said that this was related to the changes in the Cruz Empire. Since the fall of the Black Moon, trade had begun to decline substantially. But fortunately, with the help of the Nagas, at least the route to Ellanta and Nazaire was still open.
But this was not good news. The army of Abies had already left for the north, and according to the letter from home, Menta and Olde had begun to evacuate south, crossing the Gus River. Now the refugees were gathering in Abies, and some were gathering in Gris. The harsh winter had not passed, and it was as if they had returned to the time before the Year of Flowers and Summer Leaves.
Every time this happened, the captain could not help but miss the time when the Lord was still in the territory.
Recently, rumors about Princess Amandina and Amandina began to circulate in the fief, vividly describing how the two women had usurped the Count's position. Although the captain thought it was ridiculous, everyone could see that Amandina was loyal to the Count.
But he also felt that since the Lord left, Tónigel's days had indeed become harder and harder. This might be related to the turmoil in the south, but it made it difficult for people to trust the princess' ability.
These days made him feel anxious. Although the struggle for power between the nobles and the royal family had nothing to do with them, the bottom of the Erouine, no Tónigel was willing to return to the past.
"Captain, I heard that the army in the north is full of monsters?" The youngest sentry in the sentry tower stared at the dark red flame in the darkness, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in his dark eyes. He looked at the gurgling lid of the teapot and suddenly said.
"Don't talk nonsense, where did the monsters come from?"
"I heard it from a merchant, he came from the north. He heard that the nobles in the north colluded with the monsters and killed the king's eldest son. Otherwise, why would they fight here? The king's eldest son has already made peace with us. "
The captain glared at him. "Nonsense."
However, he also felt uneasy. It seemed that there had indeed been a massacre in Ampere Seale. Many of the merchants who had come from the north to seek refuge here were in a state of panic. Some of them vividly described the tragic scene of the battle.
However, such rumors also increased the tension in Tónigel.
The sentinel added a branch to the stove, and a spark burst out from the flames. He then asked, "Captain, do you think Maynild can win?"
"Of course, what nonsense are you talking about?" The captain replied snappily, "We have the White Lion Guards, the Subterrane Dwellers, and the Buga fleet. Who in Aouine is our match?"
"But no one is sure. Have you heard, Captain? I heard that the rebels have the support of the Bugas."
"The Bugas are also divided into many groups. Didn't Lady Maynild say that the ones involved in the rebellion are only a small part of them? By the time the rest of the Bugas react, they'll be finished."
"What if we lose before the other Bugas realize what's going on?"
"Why do you have so much crap to say?" The captain gave him a knock on the head. "If we lose, we lose. The sky won't fall. Besides, the Lord hasn't returned yet. When the Lord comes back, these guys will be nothing!"
The sentinel cried out and hurriedly covered his head. However, the captain's words made the tower quiet for a moment. Everyone stopped talking and looked in their direction.
Yes, the Lord hasn't returned yet.
But he will definitely come back.
Everyone in Tónigel still remembered the miracle of Lord Palas, and how he turned the tide in Ampere Seale. He was a man who made the impossible possible, and any difficulties seemed to be easy in front of him.
It was a kind of blind confidence.
A crackling sound suddenly came from the top of the building. Everyone looked up and saw Hadrian rolling down the stairs and into the pile of firewood below.
"Cap-Captain, there's someone!"
"Who is it?" The captain stood up almost instantly. He lifted the teapot and poured the tea onto the fire. Sparks flew and smoke rose into the air. The people outside immediately closed the door. A few sentinels had already taken their crossbows from the shelf.
"Yes, yes, yes …" Hadrian's face was red as he gestured wildly.
"F * ck you, calm down. Isn't it just an enemy attack?" The captain kicked him. "Tell me clearly, is it the rebel army's henchmen? If it is, we'll go and f * ck their asses up!"
"No, no, no." Hadrian scrambled to his feet and gestured. "Yes, yes, yes, yes … It's my Lord!"
"What?"
The captain almost thought that he had misheard.
But at this moment, the door outside was knocked open with a bang. It was the sentinel outside who came in. Both of them looked like they had seen a ghost. Behind them, a lady with a long ponytail and a halberd in her hand walked in.
… …
Allium Japonicum silently looked at Menta on the other side of the Gris River. Snow began to fall sporadically from the sky. This winter's snow had come late enough, and she could almost foresee the drought and insect infestation next year. Fortunately, Tónigel had the druids and their acolytes, so it was slightly better. But in other regions, life was not so good.
The winter rain and snow were bone-chilling, but she only wore a shawl over her armour. She even refused the fur vest. The troops from Abies were crossing the ferry, but there were only a few of them. The main force was the Third Platoon of the White Lion Guards stationed in Gars.
"Do you really not need to bring the Subterrane Dwellers and the fleet? Before Miss Amandina left, she told me that if necessary, I can give you a portion of Valhalla's power. "Monique said from beside her.
Allium Japonicum shook her head, "This is only to cover Menta's retreat. We're not going to fight the traitors."
"Then, what is the best time?"
"At least until we know who our opponents are."
"It's not just the Bugas?"
Allium Japonicum nodded.
In the past month, news of the Disaster of White Mountain had spread like a plague across the continent.
News of the Bugas withdrawing from the Wilderness of Four Realms shook the entire Wohnde, and the conflict between the undead and the wind elves intensified. However, Erouine's people did not have the time to care about these things that were still far away from them. The eldest son of the king, Levon Ornessen, went missing near Pelican Castle, and almost overnight, it caused unease among the northern nobles.
But before they could express their protest, a mysterious army that originated from Yanbao had already moved south. In just half a month, it had conquered Covardo, Grey Mountain, and Seifer, and besieged Erouine's navy and the White Lion Legion in Yanilasu and Balta respectively.
By the middle of the Month of Slumber, this army had already arrived at the city of Ampere Seale.
And it was at this time that no one would have thought that the Grey Mages of the Saasalds would publicly break the Sacred Covenant and intervene in the civil war of the mortal kingdoms. And so, with the Bugas pushing behind the scenes, Randner's civil war broke out.
Transportation and communications between Lantonilan, Randner, and Silman were completely cut off, and Ampere Seale and Frada, which had lost their rear, were declared lost one after another.
Her Royal Highness and the little prince had lost contact, and there was no news of them at all. The first column of the White Lion Legion had loyally completed their duties in Ampere Seale, while the second column was blocked in Seifer on the other side of Frada, and the Royal Knight Regiment had suffered a crushing defeat in Frada.
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Allium Japonicum found herself facing all this alone and without help.
The last news she received was about the fact that the mysterious army's vanguard had crossed Frada Paz and was heading straight for the northern fortress of Tónigel, Pallas.
Allium Japonicum understood that the fall of Pallas was only a matter of time, and Brando had never set up a real defense in that direction. The only core of Tónigel's defense line was Valhalla.
But was Valhalla really enough to rely on?
As the army went south and merged with Randner's rebel army, Allium Japonicum gradually saw the outline of the whole incident.
Although some people swore that the nobles in the north were in cahoots with the demons, others thought that it was a rebel army from the usurper of Yanbao, and there were even rumors about the intrigues of the Kirrlutz people.
But Allium Japonicum could already smell the scent of the Saasalds Alliance behind the rebel army. History had begun to revert, and the Wizard War was coming as expected. But there was still a third party in this war, which did not match the history she knew.
The key factor was Yanbao.
The mysterious army that originated from Yanbao.
In Allium Japonicum's memory of the dream, the only memory of Yanbao for her was the Crystal Forest. It was the Crystal Cluster. She felt that she had found the third party on this battlefield. The Saasalds had allied with the Twilight Dragon earlier than history.
But why would they make such a big fuss over a mere Erouine?
Allium Japonicum suddenly thought of the words that Freya had brought back from Brando — Sophie. Could it be that Erouine was hiding some secret?
Otherwise, why would it be so unique? She still remembered the locals' description of the day of the Black Moon's fall. The pillar of light that shot into the sky caused Erouine to suffer the least damage in that disaster.
"If only Sophie was here." Allium Japonicum could not help but mutter.
She did not know how she could win this war. Facing Lord Palas was the Saasalds, the infidels, the Twilight Dragon's minions, and the rebels in the south. It was a huge coalition that was almost impossible to defeat.
Moreover, she still had to hope that the princess would be safe.
"You seem to be in a difficult position?"
"Of course it is. Erouine's opponents were never set up for enemies of the level of the Saasalds, at least not now."
"We can use the slate that Miss Scarlet sent back. Mr. Tamar has temporarily lent it to me. It can deliver magic power that far exceeds the magic engine provided by Miss Amandina. I only need a little more time to complete the charging of the lower network."
Monica replied, "At that time, we may have more confidence. But the prerequisite is that Miss Maynild must protect yourself, because you are the only one with the highest authority in Valhalla. If you are not here, I can't command this fortress to fight. "
"I will," Allium Japonicum replied, "Don't worry, this operation will be very safe. It will only cover for Mr. Retto and the others to retreat. To be honest, I don't want to use Valhalla's power for another reason. I am someone beside the princess, you should understand. "
"I don't quite understand the thoughts of you humans." Monica shook her head, "But I also support a defensive battle. This will consume much less of the World Tree."
Allium Japonicum nodded, "I should be back in three days. Count Oberwei has already confirmed the movements of the rebels. It should be enough to buy us three days. Even if there are any problems, I can retreat in advance."
"I hope so." Monica took out a gem the size of a human pinky from her pocket and handed it to the female Knight with both hands, "But you better take this with you."
"Life Gem?"
"Yes, if you encounter danger, I will find a way to get the Wind Archers or the Subterrane Dwellers to help you."
Allium Japonicum nodded.
She saw the last group of soldiers wading across the river. She loosened the reins, clamped the horse's belly slightly, and let the warhorse under her start to move forward. She turned to Monica and said, "Good luck.
Then wish us good luck, Monica. "
Monica nodded and watched the female Knight rush into the rain.
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