Due to many issues such as race or creed, many places on the Irish card continent are not peaceful.

The first human origins were in the south, where the fertile land and warm climate gave birth to a variety of kingdoms, and the south was also the birthplace of religious beliefs, and the base camp of the Holy See was here. The humans of the Radiant Cult and some other races together form the theocratic kingdom of Raythern, and the human nations of the South Coast led by Raythern are called the Divine Union.

Similarly, as the greatest contributor to the end of the continent's war, the United Society of Magicians also stands in Merlin's hometown - Guderis.

Either way, they occupy the richest land on the Irish card, and they are the sole leader of humanity.

This situation presumably lasted until the end of the Third Age, when a man named Kasramer appeared.

Among the troubadours' favorite ballads are "Kasramer and His Three Hundred Warriors" and "The Epic of Kaslamar" and many other stories based on Kaslamar.

Of course, it's not just a story.

As the leading hero of the Irish continent, Kaslamer's most legendary deeds are that he and his 300 brothers jointly opened up the extremely cold northland and established Vascaya. Since then, a large number of ambitious adventurers have set out from the South to the Northland, and this group of people has been known in history as "pioneers", "pioneers" or "pioneers".

And with the rise of a large number of kingdoms in the Northlands, the northern principalities led by Vaskaya signed the famous "Northern Treaty", and in the name of the Northern Alliance, the Holy Union was far away.

Over time, a large number of regimes have been taken with them, and countless kingdoms have either become strong or perished, until today the leader of the Northern Alliance has become the Kingdom of Odin. This has to be said to be due to the eloquence of the current old king Jon III.

In the Battle of the Three Emperors in Sunset Gorge, the old king himself went to the battlefield and defeated the kingdom's greatest rival Romaniel and his allies in one fell swoop, but the old king also suffered old wounds from that time. And it took decades for the defeated Romaniel to recover from the damage of defeat, and so did hatred.

"Be sure to slaughter a few more Odin pigs."

That's what the young non-commissioned officer thought.

Located in the woods a kilometer outside the fortress of Fimir, a special surprise force lurks here.

This is an army from the Romaniels.

The news that Jon III was terminally ill was already known to almost everyone in the Northlands. Even though Romaniel's economy has been sluggish in the past two years, the military heavy industry and magic technology, which are the core of the kingdom, are still sparing no effort to develop rapidly.

And Odin, who is busy fighting for the right to inherit the kingdom at this time, will also be the weakest.

Therefore, the ruler of Romaniel, Homid V, had the idea of avenging his father and fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

The fortress of Fimir is one of the most important strategic nodes of the Odin Empire, and its status is needless to say. The Odin Empire also hoarded a large number of defenders in such places, and it was not just a matter of saying that it was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"If there wasn't that person......"

The two horns of the sideburns indicate that Romaniel's commander is also a veteran, and he still remembers vividly what happened when they forcibly stormed the fortress of Fimir decades ago.

At that time, their opponents were well-supplied and had almost constant logistical supplies. After three days of fierce fighting, the Romaniels had turned the place into a grinding wheel of flesh and blood, but in the end, the Romaniles were not able to completely capture the fortress.

It is precisely because of the defeat in this battle that the overall situation of the war was also affected in the end......

The Battle of the Three Emperors is also a shame that Romaniel has not been able to get rid of until now! But tonight they will be thoroughly washed away with the blood of Odin!

I don't know how long it was, but the agreed time finally came.

The old general in front waved his hand, and the huge team began to advance silently in the darkness.

The fortress of Fimir in the distance was brightly lit, and Romaniel's army did not dare to get too close at this time, and everyone was silent in the shadows.

They are waiting, waiting for a special signal.

Under the guidance of the moonlight, in a silent depression, the Romanians finally waited for this moment!

The horn of the attack sounded, breaking the silence of the night!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

The chiming of the bells represented the surprise of the enemy's attack, and countless well-trained Fimir defenders quickly walked up to the wall, and they watched the Romanier army below the city with great fear.

A few decades ago, they won; And decades from now, it will still be so.

Generally speaking, the attacker in a siege often has to invest nearly twice as many troops as the defender in order to defeat the defender who is strategically located.

But this time is the exception.

Clark, the head of the fortress of the Odin Empire, looked suspiciously at the Romaniles outside who were sneaking up on the night.

If Romaniel, as an old rival, would sneak attack the Odin Empire at this time, he would not be surprised, and the royal court had long been prepared for war.

It's just that what puzzles him is that the number of these enemies in front of him is obviously too small, could it be that it is just a feint?

However, the situation of the battle did not seem to be what he had guessed.

The two sides were unusually tragic as soon as they met each other, especially the Romaniel army that attacked the fortress, and many people were crushed to death by the boulders and trees that rolled down from the city alone, but the soldiers behind were still rushing forward without fear of death, exchanging their lives for the opportunity of other soldiers to attack the fortress.

"It's almost time..."

The old commander with gray sideburns muttered to himself.

After the defeat of decades ago, there is a reason why Romaniel dares to attack the fortress of Fimir again with such impunity.

In fact, it was just after the old commander said this that the gates of the fortress of Fimir were opened! While the battle between the two sides was in full swing, the city gates opened without warning.

Romaniel finally no longer needed to pile up the chance to climb the city wall with his life, the strong fortress gates had been opened, and the battle between the two sides quickly entered a hand-to-hand battle.

"Damn, what the hell is going on? Why were the gates of the fortress opened for no reason? ”

Clark's face turned red, and he grabbed a front-line soldier and questioned him a little loudly, the sudden turn of events made his heart a little confused.

The young man who came over behind him was still indifferent, and he patted the person in charge on the shoulder and signaled him to calm down.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

"Well, Lord Clark, please calm down, if you also lose your mind, our front line will inevitably collapse, and the top priority now is how to repel Romaniel."

"Everything is sent by His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Clark also understood that he had only been sent to this place to plate two layers of gold.

If the fortress of Fymir really had a chance of life tonight, it must be the young man in front of him.

The third son of Jon III, His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Odin Empire!