To Glori's dismay, the third round of the Imperial Legion's assault was as false as rumors. After the arrival of December, the news of the Imperial Legion became a darkness under the mist.

When looking in the fog, the answer becomes more and more secretive. When it comes to waiting for the answer to appear on its own, it really gets out of the fog.

Glori, can't tell which messages are true and which ones are false. And only one thing, which is something that Glori knows. Without the path to the mines, Jura had to lead her legion to avoid the raging fires. The other gap is the trench that Glori is defending against the Brave Wind Warband.

The moats, located further north in the taiga, were left behind by the melting of ancient glaciers. From one end of the moat to the other, it is necessary to cross a ditch that is five meters deep and more than ten meters wide under the steep slope.

Now, Glori and the warriors had some bows and arrows ready. Looking at the felled pines, Glori felt indebted to nature. Hence the fact that the shorter pine trees were not cut down. In fact, Glori shares the fear of nature.

With a hint of gratitude, and in accordance with the custom of the kingdom of Alex, Glori had a worship with the warriors. And the process is just to gather around the campfire and listen to the advice of the taiga.

Each of them has a firm belief and does not forget to take it in the right way.

Some things, but they always have to be faced.

If you reach the moat in the northwest from Knight's City, it will take about half a month to walk. What if he were to be evacuated from the moat? Glori would have to pass through the largest lumber yard in the taiga with the Brave Wind Warband.

In fact, there was no way back for Glorry, and there was no way back for the warriors.

Heavy snowfall, completely out of bounds. It is necessary to engulf not only the moat, but also the entire taiga. Even when the hunters returned, they informed Glori that his village in the southern taiga had been buried by heavy snow.

If he returns the way he came, Glori will have to face the rigors of the cold with the warriors. If he stays put, Glori will have to fight with the warriors to face the Imperial legions that are about to cross the trenches.

Those enemies came a little differently.

In addition to the monsters raised by the Empire, there are also some remnants of the Moon Clan with different appearances. And those Shadow Beasts, known as the Formation, are Yura's hole cards.

Or maybe you have to face a night attack.

Or maybe you can't wait until it gets dark, and you have to put the prepared arrows on the string.

Glori, a little apprehensive. Like the Warriors who keep warm by walking around, Glori wants to walk around. However, Glori had no choice. If he shows anxiety as the head of the regiment, Glorry will have to bear the consequences. And those who are influenced by the leader will also be worried.

Glori, clutching the cotton cloak he had brought from the rear, wanted to take a nap. In short, Glori needs to stay calm until the Imperial Legion arrives. And closing his eyes and resting is the best way for Glori.

Closing his eyes and shutting his worries in the darkness, Glori pondered how to face the Imperial Legion. Apparently faced with Yura's determination, Glori had to think everything in place.

If magic is used, then Jura will also make the soldiers who are protected by the magic barrier the vanguard first, as she did in the mines. And the archers who hide on the other side of the moat will be so happy that they will use up the arrows in the basket in one breath.

Nothing, everyone uses rockets.

Really, nothing?

Glori was convinced that the purpose of coming to the Trench with the Brave Wind Warband was to wait for the legions in the Knights City to be ready and for a new agreement between the nobles to be reached—at this point, Glori had no idea of the bloody storm in the Knights' City. The aristocrats, in order to talk about "who can make a big deal", are in a mess.

Although he didn't know anything, Glori also knew what he was going through these days. For many days, Glori received only letters of encouragement, but no way to fight the Imperial Legion.

Even those things about the rendezvous of the legions became taboo things that could not be mentioned in the letter. Aristocrats, always write some flattering words in their letters. Praise Glori for how capable and strong he is. However, it was useless at all. Glori and the Warriors only received a few truckloads of goods.

Salt, sugar, bread, and shelter from the wind and cold were all used by the nobles to delay their work. Materials, not much. In particular, not a single carriage was filled.

Sometimes, Glori felt that the nobles were stingy to get home.

Sometimes, Glori had to be grateful for the salty sweetness and warmth he had tasted in the snow.

At other times, Glori recalls the advice of Master Kenneth and Master Xavier: "Even if the wind and snow are pressing, warmth should be kept in the heart." Think about it, in the wind and snow, there are people who walk with you! Those who are not afraid of hardships and dangers are always by your side, so are you still afraid of loneliness on the road?"

Absolutely not afraid, that's something the gods can think of.

Glori, is a mortal. Those warriors are also mortals. No one wants to endure the cold wind, no one wants to look at a campfire and salivate.

Thinking of reality, Glori had to open his eyes because he wanted to explore the warmth of the campfire. It was still those warriors from the beginning, or those words from the beginning, that Glori saw and heard.

"Hey, Captain, we made a pot of soup. Do you know how bad this stuff is? Everything I could find with my buddies was thrown in by us. Haha, get up and try it! Take a sip and you'll be able to shake away the tiredness. But the key is that the soup is warm enough!"

"Come on, that's what you're going to do. But what about that cup?"

Glori, a little confused.

For days on end, Glori was either thinking about a problem or confronting it. The last time he drank soup from a wooden cup, Glori couldn't remember how long ago because of the amount of things going on. Anyway, looking at the fresh snow that was spilling past his ankles, Glori was a little confused. Pulling around, Glori couldn't find where the cup went.

"Let's all look for it, our head can't find the cup!"

"But what's okay with our cups. Hey, which clever guy put our cups on the wooden rack by the fire?"

Someone, like Glori, is exhausted and confused.

However, Glori did not forget another thing he had done before.

The wooden cups were placed by Glori by the fire before going to bed. The wooden cup that Glori forgot was placed under the tree because Glori thought of something while drinking water.

When Glori woke up, he couldn't find the cup. The wooden cup that Glori was looking for was unique. In fact, Glori spent some boring time carving the wooden cup.

Glori's sculpture shows a boy holding a girl's hands.

Glori did not forget that the river festival of the kingdom of Alex was on the last day of the year. It would be wonderful if you could wish to be with the girl you love. So, Glori pulled in the snow for a while.

"Where's the damn wooden cup?"

Glori, a little angry, slammed the pine trees that had been tilted by the snow.

Suddenly, the snow on the branches was pressing. And this should be such a common thing!

Only Glori knew how heavy the snow was in the trees. Almost, Glori was overwhelmed by the snow. Fortunately, his body was strong enough for Glori to support the weight of his shoulders.

"This damn snow wants to be with us!"

Glori slapped the snow off his body and stomped his feet. As the snow slipped from his body, Glori had no choice but to turn to look at the warriors who had been silent for a long time behind him.

Warriors, what are you looking at!

Those bows and arrows, are they ready?

Are those fences ready?

As for the hammer hanging from the tree, has it been done too?

Glori didn't make a sound, but was so anxious that he wanted to shout because of the loss of the wooden cup. Glori, knowing that he couldn't shout, or he would be watching the warriors hang their heads in frustration - oh, our captain, something heart-wrenching had happened. And the tree, and the falling snow, became the object of venting.

Those are not enemies, but the feedback of nature.

Unable to take a deep breath or let the warriors question in a way that leaves him alone, Glori did not dare to put down the stone in his heart. Glori, for fear of causing the Warriors to worry about their future because of his aberration.

"Brothers, don't be stunned. The wooden cup is just a wooden cup. And we have to get down to business. Perhaps, the cup will carry the blessing and slip out of the snow on its own. You see, you guys who have been frozen so bad that you are all warriors here. Therefore, there are no difficulties that we cannot overcome. So, what about smiles?"

Calmly hearted, Glori smiled first.

Glori was not reluctant, but out of a declaration of war against difficulties.

However, everything is not said to be in the past.

At this moment, Glori had to pay for what he had just said. In particular, the phrase "It's just a wooden cup". Glori knew that the wooden cup was carrying the beauty he had been looking for. However, when the enemy is approaching, Glori also knows not to worry about something. Of course, Glori also knew that personal feelings should not be used.

At this moment, the small piles of snow that fell from the trees now ushered in another round of new snow. It was as if the new snow was going to bury Glori's worries.

Thinking about the war, Glori could only let the snow fall. And that wooden cup became a reminder for Glori to straighten his back.

Be invincible!

Never look back!

Faced with the trench behind the Warriors, Glori reorganized his plan. Since there is no retreat, let the sword in your hand be a witness of victory!

Amidst cheers and cheers, Glori and the warriors rushed down the moat.