She will go to the Fortress of Dangerous Rock, Tivanton, the Valley, to the south of Susal and Mashanbo, and even recall the troops of Azene V's expedition to the Dragon Coast.

Join all the forces to retake Mokou Town, a gate that is enough to protect the northern border of the kingdom.

"This war will not fail." The female lord reminded herself. She looked down at the warriors who were determined to defend below. They tenaciously resisted the charge of the goblins and fought bloody battles.

They kept dying under arrows, spears and swords, and never took a step back.

The young warrior holding the sword of flames was covered in blood from head to toe.

He raised his sword, turned around, swung his long black hair, stood among the enemy, arched his back, his eyes full of hideousness, and looked like a demon.

He roared fiercely, and the goblins were frightened and retreated one after another.

At this moment, a riot occurred behind the army of the winning goblins, and a large group of ferocious female wolf spiders, larger than heavy war horses, appeared without warning.

The hundreds of female tarantulas that appeared were all riding a fully armed gray dwarf warrior.

The female wolf spider used her eight sticky legs to easily step across the cliffs that had no roads, like a black noise waterfall, rushing straight into the thick fog of trees, like an ominous shadow sliding through out of thin air.

Under the shadow of the jungle, these dark residents do not have to consider direct sunlight at all.

As birds startled from their nests, they flapped their wings and flew into the sky.

The gray dwarf warriors on the back of the wolf spider took out heavy crossbows, pulled the trigger, and poured out every deadly crossbow arrow.

The rain of crossbows and arrows hit like a storm, drawing a track that was almost parallel to the ground, like a locust rushing onto the shields and armor of the army of the goblins.

The neighing of horses and the exclamations of warriors merged into a nightmare noise.

The big goblin who was caught in the arrow fell off his horse and unconsciously shaking his tongue. The knight who fell off his horse rolled on the ground, screaming, stretched his hand to the sky, and the injured mount wandered not far away.

The war horses that flipped to the ground danced their four hooves in vain, overturning the goblin knights, and many soldiers immediately broke their legs and even their spines.

"Our reinforcements are here! For the Kingdom of Cormier and for Mokou Town, fight out!" Lando reached out to wipe off the blood on his face, held up the long sword burning with flames, and shouted loudly.

The defenders of Mokou Town no longer panic and despaired. They reorganized the remaining personnel and launched a thunderous sprint with the arrival of reinforcements. The sudden rise of the shared hatred of the enemy formed all their thoughts into a terrible will.

Fear dissolves in the speed of madness, turns into the impetus for progress, and combines it with the excitement in your heart.

The mounds, ruins, short trees, dead goblins flashed by under their feet, followed by a collision, and the spear pierced the shields and armor, and the wood chips splashed around.

Suddenly, the ground under their feet stopped and became extremely solid, and cries and shouts echoed in the air.

The Cavaliers from the dark area put away their heavy crossbows, each holding axe, rushed into the panicked goblin group and wrestled and slashed. The female wolf spider showed off his fangs covered with venom and drank the enemy's flesh and blood.

The goblins fell down one by one, at the feet of the furious defender, under the ferocious mouthparts of the female wolf spider and the creepy eight spider legs.

The defeated goblin began to quit the forest slaughterhouse in a panic and fled the battlefield.

But the eight-legged tarantula leaped faster in the forest. The gray dwarf chased and threw rain of crossbows and arrows.

Suddenly, wailing sounds came one after another.

Following Lando, who was chasing the enemy, suddenly locked in a conspicuous target.

He picked up a spear and jumped onto the side of the road with a lost owner. He was calmly lowering his head and gnawing on the back of the turf, kicking the spurs and urging the horse to chase.

Lando's roar was clearly heard in the hustle and bustle. The spear made of steel in his hand was swallowed by flames and broke through the air with the scorching high temperature.

The spear pierced the back of the goblin leader, and the flames swept his body.

He wailed, fell down his horse, circling the dance of death and fell into his personal relationship, trampled into a pool of mud by galloping iron hooves.

The female lord of Arab City leaned on the seat and smiled comfortably.

She can still recall when she insisted on not pursuing the Purple Dragon Seal Ring and dispatched the Purple Dragon Knight and the War Mage to Mokou Town. Her advisory group, city council, and colleagues from other cities in the Kingdom all thought that her approach was too reckless, even like a stupid gambler.

Brian is a half-elves with unknown identity and origin, and he is not qualified to have the Purple Dragon Seal Ring that symbolizes his noble identity.

Whether it is power or strength, he is not worthy of her investment.

But no one expected that, including herself, the same was true.

This strange Purple Dragon Seal Ring holder was able to recruit forces as quickly as possible with his personal strength, instigate the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group, take away Mokou Town from the eyes of Yinhun City and Santalin Society, and also gain full support from the Church of the God of Knowledge and the Church of the Earth Mother God.

As the lord of Arab City and the guardian of the northern border of the Kingdom of Cormier, Myrcella has long known that the freedom and rights of the kingdom are not only possessed by the huge power of the city.

In her opinion, it was more like a force from unity.

Any city, including the Silver Alliance in the North and the Lords' Council in Sword Bay, possesses this power.

Otherwise, the values ​​they advocate will become meaningless and selfish.

The Kingdom of Cormier has thus won a good reputation, and is known as the Kingdom of Generousness, the Kingdom of Forests that resist oppression, and a good country worthy of protection.

Because in the face of any war, the Purple Dragon Knight and the War Mage will eagerly devote themselves to it. They are not a problem, never a problem.

Recalling a soul crystal that Brian asked him to give him, Mycella gradually realized that the real problem was the nobles who hid comfortably in the castle, and the political leaders who lived too comfortably.

Now in her opinion, it was as clear and transparent as a crystal.

She knew the kindness in the heart of the lord of Mokou Town who dared to abolish slaves, and also knew that the civilians who gained freedom in Mokou Town had the value of hope.

They deserve protection, Myrcella believed that even if the entire Kingdom of Cormier was involved in the war, it was worth it for these people.

Because, ultimately, in future historical records, this will be a precious treasure of the Kingdom of Cormier, and that generousness of Brian will make his city a great place.

That would be the biggest difference from many humble kingdoms.

But, how is her city now?

Myrcella wondered, she began to see the cancer growing in her own camp.

She made up her mind to completely remove these tumors.

However, now is not the time.

The army of Yinhun City is about to fight with the defenders of Mokou Town, and she must play a role that is exclusive to her.

"I didn't expect that the prophecy that I was proud of was ultimately defeated by Hisayah's intuition as a woman."

Myrcella recalled the argument between her stubborn distant sister and herself, and finally admitted it with convincingness.

Moreover, she once predicted Brian's past at the cost of consuming life. Although she failed, it seemed that he did not exist in the world at all.

But unexpectedly, I learned that this mysterious half-elves actually had a close relationship with the Enoak Desert.

"Is he a descendant of the Neserirs?"
Chapter completed!