The earth-shattering shouts of slaughter finally ended, and thousands of corpses represented thousands of young beings who had lost everything here.

The smell of blood was so thick that it was choking, only the occasional low song of vultures echoed throughout the battlefield, and in the faint starlight, countless scavengers were feasting on their meals, and the flesh and blood of the freshly dead were so delicious and nutritious that they were so intoxicated.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from afar, and the vultures raised their heads one after another, and looked around alertly, and after a while, the sound of low footsteps and the crisp sound of armor crashing with the wind came, and these sounds continued and got closer and closer, and finally, a vulture could not bear it anymore, and took the lead in flying into the sky, so all the scavengers followed, and hundreds of black vultures flew and circled in this dim night sky, and from a distance it seemed as if the most terrifying demon king was about to come.

Riding on her black horse, Princess Miranda, with short silver hair, gently clenched the reins, and the iron gloves made a slight grinding sound, calming her nervous mood, this is the first battle she is about to participate in, and it is also a surprise plan planned by herself.

As long as he can take this distant fortress that has blocked the empire for decades, and take this place that the cultists of Fairmont call the city that never falls, no one will be able to question his identity as an heir!

In that way, the pressure on my father's shoulders because of his gender over the years will be reduced by half, and those guys who are openly and secretly trying to take away the inheritance will obediently die down!

Although he is not very eager to become a queen, since this is his father's will, he will definitely complete it, and he will never let the glory of the light of freedom be tarnished, nor will he let the kingdom of the Milantos family be stolen by others!

Raising her head slightly, Miranda looked into the distance, looking at the brightly lit building at the end of the field of vision, because of its majesty and tallness, even the hill in front of her could not hide the brilliance from it.

It should work, right? According to their own calculations, Fairmont's group of heretics had won four victories in a row, and their vigilance against themselves was absolutely minimized, especially today, when they had just won the victory, when they held a celebratory reception!

At this time, the elite army secretly drawn from the territory of the Calester Kingdom was gathered behind him, a full 70,000 well-trained soldiers!

Coupled with the structure of the distant fortress that was bought with a lot of money, and the assistants sent by the Council of Magicians, Miranda couldn't think of anything else that could lead to defeat, especially after several warlocks in the opposite fortress left temporarily due to the "devil" incident in the rear town.

What's more, the empire has not launched a large-scale attack for nearly twenty years, and the nobles of the Fairmont Kingdom who thought that the Duchy of Delima were in front of them would never have imagined the upcoming surprise attack, let alone made careful arrangements and arrangements in advance, and they were probably gloating in anticipation of the inner bar that their side was about to appear because of the throne, right?

Repeatedly comforting herself in her heart, Miranda tried to calm her heart, she tried to get rid of all the tension, as a girl under the age of eighteen, she personally planned a major battle with a total of more than 200,000 participants, and personally led tens of thousands of people to the battlefield, even if she was already a third-level powerhouse, she would also feel uneasy.

This battle can be said to be a gamble on her fate, and if she wins, all the resistance in the past will be eliminated, and she can be justifiably crowned king!

If you are defeated, you will never recover, and you will no longer be able to resist all kinds of doubts, and you can only be in front of your own Archduke of Milantos in the future.

Distant Fortress.

The joy of victory was filling the castle, and all the soldiers were drinking merrily, whether they were in battle or not, except for a few unlucky ones who had to remain on guard because they had been drawn to take the shift, and of course, out of comradeship, some drunken ones would be rewarded with glasses.

In this regard, as long as it is not the most critical city gate district guard, the guards in other places will drink some on the spot, and the officers at all levels are tacitly understanding to turn a blind eye, just after winning the battle, as long as the people below are not too excessive, there is no need to be more serious, after all, people have defended the glory of the Supreme Three Gods with their heads during the day, and the nearly 1,000 corpses that have just been burned are proof.

Moreover, most of the officers at all levels themselves have made up a pile, pushing cups and changing lamps, and they are all secretly thinking about what rewards will be given after another victory today, and who can be promoted to what position.

Even Viscount Callei was no exception, he and his old subordinates sat in a circle in the banquet hall, he smiled kindly in a strict and solemn manner on weekdays, and turned a blind eye to the drunken gaffes of his subordinates.

Although he really wanted to recruit Xia Dong as soon as possible, he couldn't be too eager, otherwise it would make the rest of his subordinates have bad thoughts and ideas, making them hostile and squeezing out Xia Dong, so he just ordered his guards to send some good wine and delicacies.

The bottom of the fortress, the camp of atonement.

After a big battle, only a few dozen people remained in the original atonement camp of more than 400 people, thanks to the cavalry sent out in advance by Viscount Kalai to save Xia Dong, otherwise he would probably be the only one left.

The atoned people who escaped death also got together at this time, drinking the liquor that was distributed, and venting their inner pressure wildly, today's battle made them completely understand the darkness of the future, even the most fierce and cruel thugs have no urge to cause trouble for the time being, and unlike the previous-for-tat, they who survived together actually had a sense of intimacy with each other.

Quite different from the lively atmosphere in the barracks was the silence in the corridor, in the shadow of the stone pillar in the corner at the end, Xia Dong was sitting alone on the guardrail, holding the good wine rewarded by Viscount Kalai in his left hand, and rubbing the dagger that had been with him for a long time in his right hand, and his heart was hovering with inexplicable depression.

After the end of that kind of life-and-death battle, all the pressure and sorrow that had been thrown aside came back to his mind, and this extremely ethereal and extremely depressing contrast made him have the urge to take up arms and fight blindly to the death!

And it's not just the pressure that has been put aside, but also the souls that died in his hands today!

In the dark night, Xia Dong seemed to be able to see the bloody faces appearing, and they were complaining and cursing hoarsely around him!

He suddenly felt as if he was a drug addict who had fallen into the abyss, and every time he took a drug that brought temporary relief, he would only double the pain, although he knew that he should not continue, but the heart-rending pain was constantly forcing him, driving him to continue to use the method of drinking to quench his thirst for temporary relief.

Suppressing the rising impulse in his heart, he poured a large sip of wine, feeling the strong alcohol numb his brain, the green tendons on the back of his hand were exposed, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Xia Dong was asking himself, what will I become if this continues? Will you become a murderer? If there is a day, how will I face my parents and Hua Wei? How can they accept that they have become like that?

How should I accept myself like this?