It turns out that the power of the front-line mage is quite huge, and although Kaka is a dragon, he is also a powerful magic dragon.

The magicians of the Magic Empire were not on the front line for the time being, and Kaka's dragon flames spewed unscrupulously, burning waves of Magic Empire soldiers to charcoals. However, the bows and arrows that counterattacked from the position also startled Kaka and Koster on his back, and besides, there were too many soldiers in the Magic Empire. Kaka is a small dragon that wears it out from constant combat.

Kerst helped Captain Christit on the front line in her last-ditch effort to relieve some of the pressure on her front. Then, in her reluctant eyes, Kerst turned the dragon's head and flew in a northwesterly direction.

Two regiments of the New Sixth Army had already gone to Stonetal Ridge under his orders, and they were tasked with going there to rearm their defenses. Kerst also sent a message to Clark asking him to go as well.

Looking at the golden dragon that gradually turned into a black shadow as it faded away, Christit muttered silently in her heart, "Chester, I hope we will see each other one day!"

"Poof!" Christit looked down at his chest, a sword tip, with bright red flesh, emerging from his armor. She looked back in disbelief to find that a soldier from the Magic Empire had approached her without knowing when. The guards on all sides were busy fighting, and no one noticed the enemy who came out of nowhere.

The guards who reacted rushed forward with a cry and chopped the Magic Empire soldier who released the dark arrow to the ground, and Christit's huge strength was disappearing from her body, and as soon as her knees weakened, she fell to her knees weakly. The whole body swirled, and finally the face was up, and the eyes were slightly closed.

In her last vision, the two huge planets in the sky seemed so spectacular, especially the blue one. The blue sun, which was almost forever hiding behind the red sun, was like an explosion at this time, bursting with the most dazzling blue light.

Christit felt the colder and colder all around her, and several faces rushed to her eyes, obscuring the red and blue sun in her vision. What are they calling? Why are they so excited?

Christit didn't understand, but she didn't have to. Gradually closing his eyes, his body gradually colder, "Hey, I really want to see Mozart again." ”

After Koester left the front, the defensive situation at the front took a sharp turn for the worse.

In fact, he and Christit both understand that guarding for three days is nothing more than taking human lives to block it, and the willingness is not much. Even if the city of Mister sent all the defenders to itself, it was nothing more than turning the three days of defense into seven days. The dynamics of the war have changed, the Shang Alliance lacks enough magicians, and with a large number of magicians in the Magic Empire overwhelmed the territory, Kster, who has an elite army, understands that he can't hold it alone.

That's what Christit meant when he came to Kerth.

However, when Kist retreated all the way to the Stonetalon Mountains, more than 100 miles north of Mister City, with the heavily damaged New Sixth Army, he realized that Christit's guess was not wrong.

The Magic Empire is also capable, and with the help of magicians, the Magic Empire army that broke through the defense line and strode towards Mister City. At this time, Koster realizes how important the choices Christit has made for him are. And those high-ranking members of the Magic Empire, members of the Military Council, and various nobles, how wrong the choices they made.

From beginning to end, King Lucius had no intention of reinforcing the front.

King Lucius was originally a rather enterprising king, who rose to prominence during the war between the Merchant League and Desik, and was known for his bravery and wisdom. He presided over the Great Retreat of White Harbor, resolutely gave up his command, preserved the counterattack force of the Shang Alliance, and preserved the most important resource of the Shang Alliance, the people. However, in the past few years, King Lucius, who was obsessed with power, has changed, and he is no longer the young, enterprising and brave human being, and now the most important thing in his heart is power.

He had presided over the Great Evacuation of White Harbor, and now he was ready to successfully organize another successful Mister's Great Retreat.

Things have to start with the recovery of the three northwestern kingdoms in Kester. Originally, the defeated merchant alliance only had the territory of Kaman, Tra and Mosat, and when faced with the attack of the magic empire, the merchant alliance lacked strategic depth and had to fight against the water. However, Kist succeeded in defeating the Desik Dispatch in the north, and with the help of the Third Army and the underground resistance, the three northwestern states were reintegrated into the rule of the Shang League. This land, under the auspices of Queen Guarman of Southern Madur, became a new hope for the leaders of the merchant alliance.

King Lucius saw that the Magic Empire was powerful, and after discussing with the Military Council and Duke Tra, he decided to organize the nobles, civilians, troops, and supplies of Tra, Mosat, and Kaman to withdraw to the north and renegotiate with the Magic Empire. In his plan, so many people and materials went to the north, and he could rely on the terrain that the north was responsible for, such as forests, swamps, and even the Sunset Mountains, to be able to hold on for a long time. It's not like the south, where there are only plains and hills, and there is nothing to defend.

His idea was supported by a lot of people, after all, no one wanted to fight the Magic Empire. It's just that Duke Mu of Carman is still on the front line and hasn't returned, and Lucius can't wait. In the name of the Military Council, he ordered all the troops near the city of Mister to assemble and help the nobles and commoners evacuate the Duchy of Tra.

However, Lucius made a mistake.

During the Great Retreat of White Harbor that year, all the supplies were transported by boat along the Morro River all the way to the Duchy of Tra, which was also along the Morro River. And this time, they need to follow the road, all the way north. Three days passed, and those who were preparing to evacuate stretched from the city of Mister to the north, dragging for dozens of miles. And many Shang Allied soldiers were also hurrying with them.

They didn't expect that they gave up sending reinforcements to Kester, but Kster also gave up holding on for three days. With too many casualties, on the last day Kost withdrew from the front. The New Ninth Army, which had lost the help of the New Sixth Army, could no longer hold its ground, and the officers of the New Ninth Army, including the commander of the Chrystit Corps, died en masse on the front-line positions. The last 8,000 people of the New Ninth Army also died with the soldiers of the Magic Empire.

On that day, both the red and blue suns seemed to be obscured by blood.

What's even more shocking is that after taking the position, the Magic Empire army showed great enthusiasm and combat effectiveness, they actually did not do any rest, and the army of 100,000 people rushed towards Mister City all the time. By the time they approached Mister City, the evacuated civilians had not yet fully moved out of the city, and the defenders had not set up a defensive line at all.

The overwhelming number of magicians, who unscrupulously fired magic from the air towards the civilians running on the ground, soon set the buildings of Mister City on fire. The fire was blazing, and black smoke was billowing out, like a dazzling wolf smoke.

It was only then that King Lucius began to regret his actions. He mobilized all the soldiers in the city and organized them to make a decisive charge towards the soldiers of the Magic Empire in the east, trying to buy more time. However, at this time, firstly, the soldiers were newly recruited and lacked enough junior officers to command, secondly, the situation was too chaotic for many orders to be accurately conveyed, and thirdly, the magicians in the sky made it impossible for everyone to muster the courage to attack.

For three days, the Magic Empire's army and King Lucius's last assembled defenders surrounded the city of Mister for three days. At this point, the members of the Military Council showed their last courage, perhaps knowing that they could never leave, and they turned their heads in the hope of buying some time for the escaped civilians.

At this time, Kerst rode a dragon in the clouds above Mister. Many magicians know how to fly, but no one can fly that high. From here, the raging fires of Mister City have spread throughout the city, and the commoners and nobles who have fled for their lives are running towards the west and south, scattered. The last army of the Shang Alliance, in the east of the city, was surrounded in twos and threes, and the soldiers of the Magic Empire surrounded them with spears, and then the magicians threw all kinds of magic from the air, burning these helpless civilians into charcoal, freezing into popsicles, or devouring them with space magic.

Koster's eyes were red as he watched, but he couldn't help it. He came here to see if he could save his old boss, General Calvin. But just over ten minutes ago, he saw the old general's banner, which was engulfed by fireball magic on a high ground in the east of the city. The members of the Military Council of the Shang Alliance, one after another, followed their guards and became the prey of the Magic Empire. The last holding White Port heraldic flag was also surrounded outside the city walls.

King Lucius, who was in the encirclement, looked at the few remaining White Harbor Guards around him, and his heart was surging. Perhaps, when the army was sent to Kester, he might have been able to hold it.

But when I think about it, the enemy came so quickly, didn't Kist hold it at all. In the clouds, Koster suddenly heard someone below roaring, "Koster, why can't you hold on for three days, just three days!" Shaking his head in embarrassment, King Lucius, in the end, still thought that he had not kept it, which made him very depressed.

It was the Magic Empire, and Kester had less than 30,000 men to defend against an attack of 100,000 people, and the long-awaited reinforcements were organizing the withdrawal.

However, the fleeing commoners and low-ranking nobles, they were all innocent, and if it was possible, Kist hoped to save them, but he had nothing but the dragon he sat on.

Shaking his head, looking at the black smoke and fire, watching the White Harbor King Banner fall in the smoke, Koster suddenly took a deep breath. Lucius is finished, but the Shang Alliance is not. He looked up to the west, where, hundreds of miles away, was his homeland, the Duchy of Kaman. There are his friends Little Mu and Lolita, and there is his homeland - the Chester Manor.

"Kaka, let's go!" patted the dragon scales under him, Kaka understood, flapped his wings, and flew west with one person and one dragon.