It's late at night, and it's almost dawn, and the lights are still on the top of the fortress of Fimir.

The ruined walls of the fortress seemed to tell how fierce the battle had been, and the severed limbs and arms were almost scattered all over the ground, and the blood had washed the ground dark red.

A large number of soldiers walked around the fortress, some repairing the walls, others collecting the corpses of their comrades on the battlefield.

Tonight, the sky was filled with wailing sounds, and even the moon couldn't help but hide. Countless wounded people were temporarily placed in tents, and countless medical staff walked around sweating profusely.

What worries Clark the most now is not Romaniel's follow-up actions, let alone the great achievement of defending the fortress of Fimir, but the young man in the depths of the camp who is still unconscious is the object of his concern.

If the young man doesn't survive, let alone the matter of being promoted to a knight, whether he can survive until three days later is probably still unknown.

Clark was so sad that he paced through the room, and couldn't help but think of what he had seen dozens of minutes ago.

Truth be told, Edward's strategy was really risky.

"It is fruitless to continue to entangle with the enemy in the fortress of Fimir, the other party is prepared, sooner or later we will not be able to resist the attack of the Romaniers, so we might as well go directly to the positions in the rear, and only then will we have a chance to survive." At the time, Edward said so.

"But, Your Highness, is this a bit too risky? If it doesn't work out well, it's possible that the fortress of Fimir will no longer be able to resist. ”

"You're right, it's a risky move, but if we succeed, we'll have a good chance of turning the tide of the battle right away."

"Will it be that simple?"

"Of course not, so I need to have a way to grab their attention and leave Romaniel with nothing else to do for the time being."

"Your Highness? Could it be that you want to?! ”

"Well, use me as a decoy to buy time for the surprise troops, as soon as the time comes."

"Your Highness think twice! It's too dangerous to do so, and I can't guarantee Your Highness's safety at all! Edward's words almost scared Clarke, "If something happens to His Highness, it's not a pity to die!" ”

"Don't worry, Master Clark, my guards will do their best to protect me."

"Your Highness! Your Highness! ”

Edward also didn't try to convince Clark of anything anymore, he understood what the head of the Fimir Fortress was worried about.

In other words, this greasy middle-aged man is essentially just worried about his own prosperity and wealth.

As Edward had predicted, they easily made their way into the heart of the Romanilean army. On the one hand, it was because of their real strength, and on the other hand, because the Romanians deliberately showed weakness and led them into the encirclement.

But that's exactly what Edward needed.

If the other side comes up with a large number of troops to deal with him, it will expose the rear to the void.

Edward had previously left two groups of elite soldiers hidden in the wilderness, and would swarm Romaniel's camp to tear the invaders to pieces whenever a flaw was revealed.

Therefore, it was completely unexpectedly that Edward's Romanile defense had been hit hard, and the front line temporarily became leaderless.

The uncommanded Romaniel army was like a headless fly, unable to make any effective resistance to the great counterattack of the Fimir Fortress, and finally had no choice but to retreat.

Clark sighed, although he had won, but this result was more difficult for him.

Alas, now I can only pray to Lady Luck that His Royal Highness the Third Prince will be safe......

The city of Odin, thousands of miles away, was not peaceful at this time. The royal court was already aware of Romaniel's aggression tonight.

The ministers gathered in the main hall, and until now they have not been able to discuss a suitable plan.

"War must be declared, war must be declared! We must take a tough stance on the outside world and show it to those who are not optimistic about the empire. ”

"What you said is easy, you don't know what the situation of the empire is now, do you want to increase the burden of the empire?"

"What? Do you mean to endure it? Just watching Romaniel do anything wrong with us? ”

"Are you stupid? We can negotiate with Romaniel for the time being, stalling for time. ”

"Negotiation again? You cowards! ”

"Hmph, a war maniac with no brains."

The main battle faction and the negotiator faction quarreled back and forth, and several old men with gray hair quarreled until their faces were red and their ears were red.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down. The immediate priority was to send troops to support the fortress of Fimir, where Edward was still struggling to support it. "It was the eldest prince who spoke, and he behaved to everyone like this, making people feel like a spring breeze and approachable.

The second prince didn't speak, but he nodded beside him.

The current two actual controllers within the royal court have reached an agreement, and naturally no one has come forward to oppose it.

However, at this moment, new information also came.

"The Fortress of Fimir took the initiative to attack and break the Romaniers!"

"Really?"

"I don't believe it for yourself!"

The news of the new arrival was passed from the hands of the eldest prince to every minister present.

They all looked at the letter in disbelief.

Beat... Won?! How can it be!

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is really powerful!" A lot of people are talking about it below.

This incredible news brought more options to the Odin Empire.

"Now no one should think that the Odin Empire can be rubbed at will." The First Duke of Peter Fresa was silent for a night, and then finally expressed his opinion: "The declaration of war is still not necessary for the time being, if Romaniel retreats after this time, we will forget it." But we can still negotiate tonight, but we can take a little tougher. ”

The prestige of Pietro Fresa the Elder was very high, and the proposal he proposed was reasonable, and the meeting ended with his decisive speech.

Not long after the crowd dispersed, two dark shadows quietly met in the surroundings.

"I've already helped you open the city gates, but you still haven't been able to capture the fortress of Fimir, it's really FW."

"If you want to blame your Royal Highness the Third Prince, no one would have thought that this young man would have such courage."

What Dark Shadow wants to boast about is not only his courage, but also his ability to grasp the battle situation and his unique strategic vision are the main reasons for Romaniel's final defeat.

"I warned you a long time ago not to underestimate him. This time, I hope you don't mess up. ”

Small Theatre:

Ivan: "I'm still not the protagonist after all!" ”

Sorry, brothers. This chapter is not our home turf for Ivan...

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