Due to the chaotic relationship between the magic nets on Moonshadow Island, in fact, Levi was not very sure how far the progress of the Northern Front had gone when he said this.

With some painting flatbread nature.

But the Northern Front is indeed the core of the battle plan of the Northland Triumvirate, and it is an established fact that sooner or later it will erupt and affect the situation on this side of Moon Shadow Island.

So strictly speaking, the pie thrown by Levi is not a fraud.

Anyway, even if they get rid of Cowell's natives, they will need a period of pre-war preparations.

At that time, even if the Silver Moon Federation is no longer strong, it should have a move.

But I'm afraid what Levi didn't expect was that in his eyes, the Silver Moon Federation, which had a bloated ruling structure and was relatively slow to react, was uncharacteristically positive about this war against Luskan.

Almost as soon as Levi and the others landed on the Isle of Moonshadow, the mighty Knights of the Silver Moon Federation had already arrived outside Minastiris along the Eternal Wilderness.

The leader of the legion was none other than Levi's old acquaintance, Knight Captain Jairo, who received Levi on his first visit to Silvermoon City.

Knight Jairo looked at the majestic and prosperous White City in front of him, even if it was not the first time he came, he was still full of emotion at this time.

At that time, he was only in his twenties, and the handsome and handsome Knight Captain Jairo now looks like a vicissitudes of life with a bald head and frosty white temples.

That is, the helmet on the top can still retain the last vestiges of dignity as a legion commander for him.

This is also the result of his noble background and extraordinary talent, and he entered the level 17 master realm before he was forty years old.

But even so, he is now nearly seventy years old and still has not broken the boundaries of legend, and under the double decline of age and body, it seems that he has begun to make great strides downhill.

In fact, he had already retired from the Silver Moon Knights more than twenty years ago when he was just promoted to martial arts master, and he had been honing his martial arts skills alone, and visited well-known powerhouses in the Northland, hoping that he would be able to peek into the opportunity of the legendary destiny in his lifetime.

It is precisely for this reason that in the second half of his life, he became a rare close friend who crossed the barrier between man and beast with the patriarch of the Frost Wolf Clan stationed on the spine of the world, the orc sword saint Droru.

For the orc warrior who returned to the Spine of the World alone to challenge his father and successfully seized the control of the Frostwolf Clan, and then led the Frostwolf Clan to develop and grow, and finally stopped the orcs of the entire Spine of the World in this icy and snowy land, Jairo admired it from the bottom of his heart.

It is also thanks to this powerful orc that the entire Silver Moon Federation, no, the entire Northland ushered in an unimaginable peace in the past.

He never imagined that the 'Silver Dragon Mage' who visited Silvermoon City forty-six years ago and solved the food crisis for Silvermoon City would become the driving force behind the rapid development of the entire Northland in the next few decades.

Even after that, he was never seen in the Northlands.

After Minas Stirris was built, a large number of high-quality and low-cost goods began to pour into the Silver Moon Federation through Silvermoon City, and the 'three-year tax exemption policy' that Ms. Erastro gave to the White City at the beginning caused many traditional small workshops to be on the verge of bankruptcy.

This made Jairo, who also owned many workshops and blacksmith shops in the family, very worried, and the angry Lady Erastro jumped to her feet, and once threatened to revise the tax exemption agreement of the year at the Council of the High Palace.

However, with the high price of some White City 'merchants' to build factories for traditional workshops, not only did it quickly alleviate the employment problem of the Silver Moon Federation, but when the goods of the Silver Moon Federation also began to arrive in Jishui City along the Seblin River, and after trading from Sword Bay to the entire Corell Continent, the Silver Moon City and even the entire Silver Moon Federation, which was originally like a wheelbarrow, were like installing a steam power furnace in the White City, and began to get out of control.

But the overly good status quo will always bring some happy troubles.

With the huge volume of trade bringing about a boom in the economy, coupled with the fact that there was no war in the north, Jairo could clearly feel that the hearts of the entire Silver Moon Federation were beginning to move towards how to make money.

Some young people who have no way to go to Minas in the south are looking for opportunities for job development.

Or simply follow the elders to learn how to become an adventurer, and then go to some merchant groups to take on some escort missions in order to collect trade support.

At the same time, the Silver Moon Knights, which were once regarded by the nobles as a place for the gilded experience of their descendants, have been in poor condition year after year after losing the touchstone of orcs.

A suit of plate armor and sophisticated weapons looks like bells and whistles, but he has never been on a real battlefield, he has not fought with the most ferocious orcs, and he is still a recruit with little combat effectiveness after all.

And without the spur and excitement that is always on the verge of life and death, Jairo feels as if he has lost the last chance to become a legend.

It turns out that the pure warrior path, if you want to break through that boundary, it is too difficult and too difficult.

If those spellcasters can still use the lever of knowledge to pry a gap in the gate of the legend, get a glimpse of the scenery behind the gate of the legend, and then work hard for it.

Then for their warriors, it seems that only by constantly grinding on their own martial arts, and then between life and death, on the edge of falling into the River Styx, it seems that there is a slight chance to break through that gate.

This sounds difficult, but it is actually not that difficult to achieve, and he can find Deloroux to create such a desperate situation for himself.

But after being beaten by Drollou's battle maniac in a certain competition, and almost having half of his head cut off by a sword, Jairo was completely stunned.

It would be okay if he knew everything, but after all, he was a nobleman with a family, a room, a head and a face, and he was also the pillar of the Derees family.

After all, he can't be like Delorou, leaving behind all the paranoia and madness of his beliefs.

Jairo once asked DeLorro how exactly he did it.

I heard the orc smile with a hint of happiness and say:

"Because I have a loving wife and thousands of children who will carry on my legacy.

"So I know that even if I die in the next second, I will still live in their memories.

"And my children, in my place, will continue to hold high the banner of the frost wolf, defend their mother, protect their younger brothers and sisters, and defend the home where we can rest in peace. ”

This fierce answer stunned Jairo on the spot.

He originally wanted to ask why you can die peacefully since you have a wife you love deeply?

Don't you marry your beloved wife with your inheritance, and let someone else live in your house, and ride your horse and beat your children?

However, when I heard the latter sentence 'There are still thousands of children who will inherit my legacy', I quickly shut up wisely, and there was only one sentence left in my heart: 'You orcs are really Termoros'.

Anyway, he doesn't think he's the kind of enemy of a thousand people...

It was almost the same as being beaten and bursting the dog's head.

Originally, Jairo thought that this would probably be the end of his life.

It's just that they didn't expect that the distant Moon Sea War would actually affect the Silver Moon Federation in the hinterland of the Northlands hundreds of kilometers away.

However, as one of the beneficiaries of maritime trade, he quickly figured out the relationship.

Even if Lady Radiant didn't admit it, the entire Silvermoon Federation was now tied to Minas Stirris and Drawing Water City.

One is prosperous, and one is lost.

Luskan set off the Moon Sea War, and the ambition to carve up or even control the trade of Sword Bay behind it was almost obvious on the table.

This not only touches the interests of all the coastal city-states of Sword Bay, but also touches the bottom line of the Silver Moon Federation, which is also enjoying industrial reform and enjoying the dividends of maritime trade.

At the same time, the old nobles, including Jairo, in the face of the rising trend of the Silvermoon Federation to seek political voices in the merchant alliance, they all agreed that this war was needed to re-strengthen their position as old nobles, and also to give the younger generation in the city-state a new sense of identity with the Silvermoon Knights.

In addition, the biggest threat from the north of the Silver Moon Federation has been suspended for more than forty years, and it is with this joint meeting of the Silver Moon Federation that a tacit understanding has been reached at the fastest speed in history.

They have two strongest allies in the Silver Moon Federation:

One is the richest man in the Northland, and his sea power is second only to Luskan, which is known as the capital of a thousand sails.

Minas Stirris, a Northland New Crown Morning Star, was a ruthless character who spent nearly twenty years sweeping the entire wilderness away from the Eternal Wilderness.

What is there to hesitate about in such a war that is almost certain to be won.

Under such an unprecedented unity, the Silver Moon Federation actually gathered an 'army' of 30,000 at the fastest speed in just two days.

If it weren't for the sober consideration that you still have to keep a hand on the orcs in the north anyway, this number is likely to be more than double the current one.

However, among the 30,000, only 12,000 belong to the Silver Moon Knights in Silver Moon City, and the others are all temporarily summoned from various city-state families and people.

And Jairo also has a thick old face, and at the same time, through the operation behind the family, he 'invited' him, a veteran who has been retired for many years, back.

It's not for any bloody reason to seek a breakthrough on the battlefield, but as he gets older, his state has declined visibly, and he understands very deeply that I am afraid that there is not much time left for him in this world.

He needs to take advantage of this once-in-a-century opportunity to make another contribution to his children and family before he dies.

With this military merit and influence, even if the descendants of the family are mixed up, they can at least keep the family's title and keep their wealth for a hundred years.

However, although he got his wish to serve as the commander of the legion, no one can compare with his prestige or resume, but he is not a legend after all.

Accompanied by three veteran legends, the Mooness Priestess Tina Garrod, the dwarf Adohead, and the Chief Guard of Erasdr, His Excellency 'Terry', the lineup is not luxurious.

Behind the first two are the interests of the Elward Silver Moon Elves, the largest city in the south of the Federation, and the Danzo Dwarves represented by the Mithril Hall in the north, respectively, and they are also the result of the compromise between all parties in the Federation.

The latter represents the will of Lady Radiant and is also the last insurance for him, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

This is also a point that makes Jairo feel extremely ashamed.

On the continent of Corell, when it comes to the war between the city-states, it has not reached the legendary realm, after all... It's a little bit off.

If he, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, was directly assassinated by a wanderer assassin sent by Luskan, his face would be disgraced.

And Zelandia's side didn't keep the people of Silvermoon City-State waiting too long.

When the Silvermoon Federation's armies traveled from Silvermoon City to the Eternal Wilderness, Fischer had already obtained their whereabouts through the slimes in the Endless Countryside.

As a result, as soon as the Silvermoon Federation's troops reached the outside of Minas Stiris via the Seblin Bridge, a roaring vibration resounded on the ground.

The first to ride out was the red-robed mage Fei She, who had already become well-known.

After years of not seeing each other, the obscure and mysterious lines on the head of the red-robed mage became more and more complicated, making Jairo, who was a warrior, a little dizzy at a glance.

On his side, the minotaur warrior Wren riding a monitor lizard and the shield warrior Sgard are respectively.

Wren carried an exaggerated totem pole, a fine iron battle axe, and muscular joints, at first glance, he looked like a powerful warrior with exaggerated strength, and it was also a nightmare for ordinary human knights.

That totem pole smashed down on the head, and it is estimated that it can be smashed into a cake with people and riders.

And the shield warrior seemed to have a steady breath, looking like a heavy mountain.

Jairo was aggrieved to find that although these three people were not legends like himself, they were probably stronger than him in terms of combat power.

I can only comfort myself in my heart, but fortunately, no matter how strong they are, they are limited, and they are not legends after all.

At the same time, there is also some inexplicable superiority: although Minas Stirris is indeed powerful and has risen at an astonishing speed, it is a new force after all, and there is no legendary powerhouse who can handle it.

But then I heard 'Terry' beside me say:

"It seems that if I have time, I have to try to exchange the secrets of the dragon knight with Levi's guy, if I feel right, I am afraid that these three dependents of him have already found their own way, especially Archmage Fisher, the scorching heat, as if it can melt the earth, I don't know how he did it. ”

"???" Jairo suddenly looked like you were teasing me.

It's a pity that the arrogant chief guard just mentioned it and stopped talking, which made Jairo very depressed.

Thinking that even if there is potential, it will be a matter for the future, at least this war, after all, it will be dominated by their Silver Moon Federation.

In the next moment, I saw ten steel-like torrent phalanxes pouring out of the city gate, all of them ironclad knights dressed in uniformly colored plate armor who armed themselves to the eye.

And in each phalanx, there were thirty steel golems like giants.

This is also the first time that Zeelandia's Iron Golem Group has really entered the vision of the Northlanders.

This is also the first time that people have suddenly discovered that the Golem Warband, which only exists in epic legends, has once again crossed the long river of history and once again entered the field of vision of mankind.

Eventually, when a steel-stone golem covered in sunlight poured out along the torrent of steel.

Not only Captain Jairo, but even the three legends behind him, led by Silver Wing, fell into an eerie silence.

With such an exaggerated lineup, even if they are legends, they don't dare to face hard steel.

Even if it's a row of rows that don't move and don't move for you to cut, it is estimated that you won't be able to cut it.

I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the silver dragon was really going to bulldoze Luskan this time before stopping?

Especially the legendary female dwarf, staring at the steel stone golem with a drill bit in amazement, she always felt... I think I've seen this thing somewhere...