"Captain Truman—"

"Nell—"

Nel stood on the high ground with Truman's bloody head, surrounded by corpses bombarded by Vivien's Endless Storm, and not far away, the eyes of Hocent's guards and knights were red, and the warriors of Locente flocked to him along the gap.

Nell becomes the heart of the battlefield, with Horcent's loyal guards wanting to kill him to avenge Truman, while Rosent's warriors want to protect their heroes!

A little farther away, Vivien and Lolita stumbled towards them covered in blood and stumbling. The former seemed to be a little weak, running a few steps before falling to the ground, then struggling to grit his teeth on the slope and get up to continue, while the latter ran and cast spells, as if trying to save himself.

- Did I really kill Truman? Did I really avenge my father and my people?!

He tugged at the ends of his hair on his head, and when he realized that the warm head really belonged to Truman, the silent world returned to normal!

The shouts of killing all around shook the sky, and Hoyle kept shouting, 'Nell!!damn it!, what the fuck are you thinking!', Vivien, who fell to the ground in the distance, stretched out her hand, also shouting 'Nell', and Lolita raised her hand and cast a spell for herself.

- We're going to win! I can't die here!

"Truman has been slain by my Nell Leslie!

He shouted for joy and drew his sword to fight the loyal Horcente warriors.

Vivien reacted immediately, and she used a sound amplification spell to make a big noise.

"Nell Leslie has gone to kill Truman, and those who descend will not kill—"

And that's where it all goes!

The death of the two leaders of Helrington and Truman in succession caused the rapid collapse of the Horcente regiment, and the soldiers saw the flag belonging to Horcente fall, and the panic spread rapidly, and the morale fell to a low point, causing a great rout.

Valente succeeded! He risked his life and used strategy to achieve this crucial victory.

When he saw Truman's flag fall, his hands clenched and his face flushed, and when he heard the cheers of 'Truman has been slain by Nell Leslie' from the battlefield, he could no longer restrain his emotions and waved his fists violently!

He turned, "Did you hear that, man, we made it, brother, we made it! Truman was killed by Nell, he was amazing, he was born to be a Leslie, right?"

But his brother was destined to not answer him, and Charlotte was carried on an improvised stretcher, her brows furrowed and unconscious.

"You deserve to see this! You missed our great victory!"

Brent was a little incoherent, and he clenched his fists in front of his chest, greeting his subordinates with all kinds of compliments and celebrations.

It may be a mistake to say that the compliments are true, but the officers of Locente sincerely admire their Grand Duke. This former gentleman led them in a desperate moment for the principality, and won a miraculous victory with incredible cunning.

To them, Brent was the wisest and strongest lion king!

Brent came to his senses in the midst of compliments and cheers, took a deep breath, adjusted his mind, and immediately gave orders to the army.

"Now is not the time to celebrate, give the order to pursue the enemy at once, and make sure that they do not escape the Tria! I know everyone is tired, but we must take the opportunity to occupy Gpern County, gain strategic depth, and not give the enemy a chance to breathe!"

"Yes, Grand Duke!"

Brent was sure that no one would dare to disobey his orders henceforth!

The rest of the game was a logical one, with the Rosents pursuing them all the way and cornering the Hostents. The latter threw away his armor and bled heavily, falling into the water in front of the Tria River countless times.

Except for a few lucky ones who waded through the shallows and returned to the other side, the rest either drowned or died in battle, and the rest had no choice but to kneel and beg for mercy.

Brent left Hoyle and Nell, who had made great achievements, to suppress the captives and attack the capital of Göppen non-stop. The battle went unexpectedly well, and after learning that Helrington and Truman had been killed in battle, the leaderless defenders of Göppen County had no fighting spirit, and fell in just one day under the counterattack of the rich merchants and squires in the county.

Brent rested here for two days, and once again sent various legions to extend the victory, and with the help of the squires and wealthy merchants of Lotsente, he took all four counties in the northwest and recovered one-third of the lost territory, before stopping the pace of expansion.

The soldiers were tired, and Brent needed to digest the fruits of victory. His victory greatly boosted the morale of the Losente army and civilians, and the rebels in the occupied area took advantage of the situation to attack, and more than a dozen towns and forts declared their allegiance to the Leslie family, and the situation in Hocent's originally good situation became precarious in an instant.

The Battle of Tria, led by Brent, ended with nearly 70,000 regular troops from both armies, including logistics, for a total of 250,000 troops.

In this battle, Truman and Hairington, the leaders of the Horcente Legion, were killed in succession, more than 6,000 soldiers were killed, 13,000 were wounded, 30,000 were captured, and the 4,000 soldiers who escaped were either killed or surrendered in the Battle of Gepengshire and the remaining two battles.

The Battle of Tria had a profound impact on the situation in Locente. After this battle, Hocent's elite mobile forces in Losente were almost lost, and the remaining county soldiers were terrified in the face of Brent's power, and Hocent's control over the territory almost fell to the freezing point.

But again, Losente lacked the strength to counterattack. After occupying the four northwestern counties, Brent had to order a halt to the pace of expansion and digest the fruits of the victory.

The country of Lotus became eerily calm, with Brent gathering strength while the Horcente expeditionary force awaited support from Archduke Marcus. Both sides are quietly gathering strength, waiting for the next decisive battle.

Under these circumstances, Brent, who had transferred his seat of power to the capital of Göppenshire, was nervously preparing for a celebratory dinner.

The celebration after the victory was necessary, and Brent had to divide the heroes at the banquet, show his strength, and stabilize the hearts and minds, but the banquet that should have been held a long time ago was postponed again and again, because the greatest hero, Charlotte Clayderman, never woke up.

This also makes this celebration a little hazy.

Charlotte is no ordinary master, but the future ruler of Icewind Castle in the North. If he has three strengths and two weaknesses, it will have a fatal impact on the situation that Losente has managed to improve.

Now Locente can't withstand the wrath of Icewind Castle.

"Hasn't Charlotte woken up yet?"

Seeing Lolita walk out of the room with a basin, Brent stopped the energetic girl and asked.

Troublesome girls are not afraid of any Grand Duke of Losente! Her teacher is the Grand Duke of Icewind Castle, and the teacher's sister is the king of roots! Hmph! The Grand Duke of a mere mortal is nothing in front of my Lord Lolita!

She glared at Brent, "No!"

"Can I go in and have a look? I brought the best doctor!" asked Brent, who was not angry, and continued.

"No way!"

"Why!"

"Because...... Oops! Anyway, the treatment can't be disturbed!" Lolita was annoyed by the questions these days, and she shook her head in frustration, "Anyway, I'm here for your own good!

With that, she warned a few more words before taking the basin and walking away.

Brent looked at the door suspiciously, holding his chin up, always feeling that there was some secret hidden in it.