Subic's once small northern towns have long since lost popularity, and they have developed and declined with border trade. As relations between the Griffon Empire and the Subic Kingdom deteriorated, so did the caravans. There weren't many permanent residents, just soldiers guarding the area and merchants who came for profit, and the towns quickly emptied themselves without economic attraction.

When the forces of the Free Alliance finally defeated the garrison in the north of the kingdom and took over the frontier, there were only a few "women in the army" who did not have time to escape and innkeepers who provided them with accommodation and food.

The war continued, the trade and travel remained stagnant, but the popularity of the place had returned, the presence of the Alliance's troops in large numbers provided opportunities for many speculators, each fortress had fifteen mages to take care of hair, thirty-seven wild boars who wanted to improve their food and their equally gluttonous masters, five hundred archers who wanted to go shopping, more than two thousand five hundred barbarians busy grooming their beards, and forty thousand skeleton soldiers in need of calcium, which was a good opportunity for war speculators to make a fortune.

With the rapid growth of the town, the number of houses and even the recreational facilities that suited the habits of the tribesmen, and the improvement of the logistical problems, the two hosts in the rear and the one who had just escaped from the enemy continued to send troops to the north, so many that they could almost defeat Subic again.

Above a castle with unrepaired walls, Louis's horse slowed down and landed on one of the castle's watchtowers.

"Have the troops from the Silvermoon Forest Camp arrived?"

Louis jumped straight off his horse, took the map and military report from the person next to him, and asked as he went.

"Ranger Jescan has just brought seventy forest archers and two hundred native infantry from the forest, and the rest of the people are estimated to have just entered the tunnel, and it will take a while to arrive."

A knight with a phoenix on his armor walked with Louie, followed by several Phoenix royal guards as guards, recounting the current situation to Louie.

"Hurry up and take them to the defensive position, the Imperial army will be coming in a moment, and we must send these guys riding big birds to meet their gods!"

"I'll go at once!"

The knight was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what Louis meant, and immediately led the people away, trotting to the garrison camp in the Silvermoon Forest.

Louis jumped dozens of meters high and jumped directly to the top of the tower, looking down on the surrounding city defenses and small fortresses, but he still shook his head helplessly.

"There were too many rockets during the siege before, and now the city defense is full of loopholes!"

A group of undead flew into the sky and flapped their wings in a southwesterly direction. They were going to send the news back, to Mantas, where the feast was being held, to a few hosts.

The archers climbed the walls, and the musketeers raised their muskets, and the gaps in the walls were filled with broken carriages and rocket shells, which were then filled with heavy cannons. Outside the city walls, a phalanx of 40,000 people has been arranged, although most of them are skeleton soldiers, but due to the level increase and equipment changes, these 40,000 people can already match the main legions of the two griffin empires. However, in the face of the imperial army in the distance, all these people could do was to hinder the enemy's attack.

The Tesla Towers inside and outside the city have completed the final inspections, and the towering Inferno Towers have been stripped of their wooden shells that were used as a cover, and the flames in the molten core are constantly tumbling, enough molten to scorch through the heavy armor of Pickup Superman at extremely high temperatures, and can also burn through the armor of Imperial warships. Will hundreds of cannons of various classes, fifty repositioned mortars, and a hundred rockets ready to fire stop the Empire's army?

Unbeknownst to the dwarf gunners, beads of sweat were pouring out of their thick palms, and the armies in the distance were still moving, and the arcane brilliance shimmered in the army, giving the impression that this was not an army, but a giant who could tear down mountains walking slowly.

"We don't have more skeletons than their troops, the strength of a big empire of this size is really terrifying, Isabella is not here yet, I hope the electromagnetic cannon can help us reverse the disadvantage."

Louis put down his monoculars and pressed his other hand tightly on his sword.

The Empire's armies were constantly moving, getting closer and closer to the thin walls, and the massive warships cast wide shadows on the ground, like a chariot, running over the bodies of the enemies little by little, crushing their faith and hope.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a cloud of fire rose from a small battleship of the Empire, and the magic barrier was directly reduced to pieces, and the entire battleship also flipped on its side. And the second word explosion that followed directly pierced the battleship. The griffin painted on the side of the battleship was also left with only a few open wings. The griffon soldiers under the battleship immediately fired around, but many were still caught by the rapidly falling battleship, and many died in the debris and flames from the falling battleship.

Even princes like Louis were frozen in place at this time, none of their weapons fired, the warriors did not take a step forward, and the battleship was wrecked.

The coalition forces of the Freedom Alliance were stunned, watching the battleship fall after a terrible attack, but they had no idea who had done it.

The soldiers and officers of the Griffon Empire were also confused, they didn't know why such a sudden change had happened, and out of nowhere, a strong enemy had attacked them.

Only some of the commanders of the Griffon Empire knew what was going on, sitting on the backs of high-ranking griffons, or in the cabins of huge warships, silent, looking at the distant airspace or at the map on the table, staring at the powerful "neighbor".

The space in the distance distorted, the illusion magic used to cover the army was revoked, and the dragons finally showed their claws and fangs.

One by one, massive warships appeared in the airspace, armored dragons spreading their wings and taking off from the deck of the battleship they were. The side chords of the battleship are lined with huge cannons filled with flames, the caliber is terrifying, and the image is mighty, like an oversized royal cannon placed in the air.

Close to the ground, a number of fat troop carriers floated low in the air, their nose planks lowered, revealing the battleship's heavy spear-wielding monster cavalry and burly alien warriors.

On the masts of those ships were flags depicting heroic dragoons.

In the army of the Griffon Empire, the heralds waved flags representing orders and shouted loudly:

"Change course and prepare for battle, the Leones are coming!"