The Luo River, which originates in the Arras Mountains. It flows south from the Arras Mountains, making a big bend to the west, and then all the way south to the Great Forest in the south. The Luo River is a large river, several kilometers away at its widest point, and even the best navigators dare not try it in the most turbulent places.

Mid-Autumn Festival in the 189th year of the Holy Light Calendar.

George VI moved quickly, but in five days he had gathered an army of 50,000 men in Fort Collins.

George VI stood on the walls of Fort Collin, looking at the dense and powerful army of the Kingdom of Lorraine under the city, and his heart couldn't help but be ambitious.

Looking to the east, there is a beautiful mountain and river, which is the center of the continent, the core of the civilization of the El. For hundreds of years, every generation of kings in the Kingdom of Rollin has dreamed of returning to that fertile land. The Lopa family is a descendant of the Sun King, how can the tiny kingdom of Lorrain carry their dreams? George VI was thrilled to think that if this invasion of the kingdom of Ammusi was successful, he would become the greatest king of the Opa family. You may even be able to cross the kingdom and build an empire.

With this dream in mind, George VI stretched out his right hand and pointed to the place where the sun had risen.

"Let's go!" The loud horn drifted out in the distance. The army of 50,000 people slowly squirmed like a giant beast awakened.

"Report to Lord Duke, George VI has assembled his army at Fort Colinn and has begun to march on Tulga." The attendant beside Alan reported.

"When?" Alan asked solemnly.

"Just two days ago."

Alan nodded and motioned for the squire to step aside.

After thinking for a while, Alan said to the generals waiting below: "Everyone, the Rollin Kingdom is indeed here. Alexander, how's the battlefield going?"

When Alexander heard Allen's roll call, he stood up and said, "Report to the Duke, the horse trap has been dug and the horse rejection has been prepared."

"Augustus, how is the autumn grain harvest?"

"Back to the Duke, the autumn grain has been harvested."

"Good!" Alan nodded with satisfaction, looked around at the generals under him, and then said solemnly: "Ladies and gentlemen, this time the enemy's strength is three or four times that of ours, but the real main force is also similar to ours, so I am confident." Please stand with me in defending our great Essis!"

"Yes! The ministers will surely die for the Duke!" A group of generals led by Guy stood up from their positions and said respectfully.

"Okay, then let's go immediately, rush to the battlefield and wait for them first!"

Following Allen's order, Allen's 10,000 direct troops and his vassals immediately moved into action and marched towards the east bank of the Luo River.

It was the first time for Claremont to come to the Kingdom of Ammusi, and it was definitely the first time he had seen such a big city as Ammusi. Claremont secretly compared Ambush with Roland City, and it turned out that Ambrosia far surpassed Roland City in terms of city size and prosperity.

Claremont, who came to such a conclusion, couldn't help but sigh that the Anmuxi Kingdom deserved to be the second most powerful country in the continent, while the Rollin Kingdom had been on the edge of the continent for too long, and it was already very unfamiliar with the center of the continent. Thinking of his mission, Claremont couldn't help but worry about the Kingdom of Lorraine. Can this war really be won?

Edward, dressed in a magnificent, wide court gown, sat on a high throne and looked at Claremont with contempt. Edward, the messenger from the Savage Country, was not at all interested. What he wanted at the moment was to finish his political affairs quickly. Because there is a game in the gladiatorial arena today, as a loyal fan of the gladiatorial arena, Edward is itching at the moment, and he can't wait to kick the brute Claremont in front of him, and then devote himself to the gladiatorial arena.

"Greetings to you, Your Royal Highness, Lower Asa Claremont." Claremont stood on the solemn palace hall with a restrained appearance, and the gesture of the salute was unconsciously stiff.

Edward nodded slightly, but did not answer, he really had no interest in this brute.

Seeing Edward so arrogant, Claremont couldn't help but feel a little angry. Even if you are the prince of a great power, you cannot ignore the emissary of a country like this.

However, Claremont, who was deeply educated in etiquette, did not show his anger, stood up straight, and said to Edward: "Your Royal Highness, you are here to do the business of the wanderers. Recently, a large number of displaced people from my kingdom of Lorin have fled to your country. My King George VI wants you to return my exiles and apologize to us. ”

Hahahaha, Claremont's words provoked a burst of laughter from the courtiers of Ammusi's court. Edward scoffed, "Isn't that a bad head, this messenger? What qualifications do you have to direct us to do things. A small Luolin Kingdom dares to insult our An Muxi, aren't you afraid that we will send troops to destroy you!"

"Humph! I don't know if this is the meaning of His Royal Highness the Prince or His Majesty the King, you must know that if you don't give a satisfactory answer to this matter, you will meet the wrath of my Rollin Kingdom!" Claremont didn't want to rip it off, and said directly.

"Presumptuous! What dare you talk like that!" The surrounding courtiers shouted.

With a slight wave of his hand, Edward stopped the angry courtiers and sneered at Claremont, "You can go back and try, but it will be up to you how you end up then!" After Edward finished speaking, he shook his hand and left the hall directly.

Claremont watched Edward's angry departure, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had finally completed his mission. But in the end, Claremont still had to add: "My Rollin Kingdom won't just count it like that, we will come back!"

Edward ignored Claremont's words from behind him. Edward didn't take Claremont's threat to heart at all. What is a small kingdom of Lorin capable of dealing with the kingdom of Ammuxi.

"Your Royal Highness, do you want to tell His Majesty the King about this matter?" The attendant beside him asked.

Edward snorted disdainfully, "There is no need to trouble my father for this kind of trivial matter, my father's health is getting worse and worse, let him recuperate in peace." ”

The squire wanted to say something, but thought of Edward's stubborn personality, and finally gave up.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Morgan, are there any newcomers in the Colosseum lately?" Edward inquired with interest about the squire named Morgan beside him.

Morgan immediately smiled and said, "Back to Your Highness, there has been a group of newly arrived slaves in the Colosseum recently, which are said to have been captured from the Southern Forest. And one of them is a very powerful guy named Constance, nicknamed the Dragon Slayer. ”

"Dragon Slayer? What a big breath. Then I'll have to see it. Edward's interest was piqued by the nickname.

"Quick, Morgan. Prepare the carriage and go to the Colosseum! By the way, go and ask Miss Gloria to come along. ”