Alyssa sat in front of the tent, the air was damp after a heavy rain. Her men put together their battles and chained their horses to makeshift pens. As Empisai tinkered with the mushrooms he had picked out of nowhere, he asked the others to carry the wild boar he had hunted, threatening to make a meal that would make everyone eat a pound.

The picture was so familiar that Alyssa always felt as if she had seen it somewhere.

This is the forest on the western outskirts of Port Solan, and her troops have successfully reached the territory of the Byron Empire in an ambush on a merchant ship. Intelligence from the rear indicated that as long as they took this strategic point and destroyed the docks of the Byronic Empire, they could establish victory for Horutiah.

The letter was sent by the Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the Navy and ended with the following words:

"Lieutenant Admiral Elisa, although your achievements are obvious to all, this mission is life-threatening, and we cannot predict how many military forces the Byron Empire has deployed in Solan Harbor, but according to our limited intelligence, there is at least one opponent of the same level as you in Solan Harbor. ”

"Good luck. ”

"For the Horuthia Alliance!"

......

Alyssa crumpled the envelope, which was in fact already soaked in the rain. According to the original plan, the arrival in the western suburbs of Solan Harbor was only the first step in the strategy, since the western suburbs were the trade route of the twenty-three neutral countries, and the Byron Empire did not want to provoke more enemies, so it opened a safe path for the Lilith Chamber of Commerce.

Her men said they wanted to celebrate the night, and Empisai planned to give a glass to victory in advance. After all, since Alyssa entered the battlefield, their unit had never tasted defeat.

There is only one reason for this.

Their commander, Lieutenant General Elisa, was more powerful than they could have imagined. Intelligence claims that she is only a gold-rank royal knight, but her incredible sword skills and terrifying marking make her actual combat power far beyond this stage. Of course, more importantly, is her ruthlessness.

In a local battle, often before they have time to start, Lieutenant General Elisa slaughters the enemy alone.

"You're so careless!" Adjutant Edith shouted, stopping his men from laughing.

As a serious military man, now is far from the time to relax.

Just now, the scouts reported that Solan Harbor was more heavily guarded than they thought, and even if they successfully reached the western suburbs, it would not be easy to enter Solan Harbor. A frontal breakthrough would bring them unimaginable casualties, and they must manage to destroy the towers on the outskirts of Port Solan and stop the archers above.

Edith thought that the time spent drinking and eating roast suckling pig should be spent thinking about how to break down the defenses of Solan Harbor.

However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by a panicked scout.

"Prepare for battle, an army is enveloping us!"

Alyssa's men were accustomed to such emergencies as they placed wild boars on the ground, some extinguished the campfires, and others rushed into the tents to take out their weapons and fasten their armour. The place where he was stationed had been carefully scrutinized by Edith, and in order to avoid being caught off guard by the enemy, he had chosen the densest part of the forest.

"Damn!" Edith stomped his foot.

It must have been someone else who had sent out to detect the scouts, or a merchant from a neutral country who betrayed them.

Despite the dangers, it's never a good thing to go head-to-head on the enemy's doorstep.

"How many enemy troops are there?" said Alyssa to her feet.

"An infantry regiment of dozens of people. The scout reported.

"Which troop is it?"

"A flag that has never been seen should never appear on a frontal battlefield. ”

"Leading?"

"There is no information about this person. Lieutenant General, what tactics should we adopt?"

"Face the enemy head-on and kill them all. ”

......

In front of the sacred tree.

"Who the hell are you talking to?" asked Barendauff.

He came closer, and this time Barendav saw clearly, the good-looking woman had not disappeared, she was sticking out of the center of the blood monster, and strangely, she turned her head sideways as if to say something to someone who didn't exist. It didn't take long for the woman to stand up, looking at him with murderous intent.

Barendav heard the woman's last words:

Face the enemy head-on and kill them all.

Barendav's restlessness was fully aroused, he had come to the Sacred Tree after a great deal of hardship, and now there was nothing to stop him from moving forward. It doesn't matter if the opponent is a human, an undead or a monster, on the battlefield, the enemy is the enemy.

The blood giant in his eyes suddenly swelled, its entire body turned oval, and when it could no longer maintain its original form, it suddenly exploded, and the splattered blood fell to the ground and turned into a humanoid monster. Monsters are clad in armor and wield knightly swords, and there are not many monsters, and if you put aside their distorted faces, they look like an elite unit.

It's not just a battle, it's a war.

Barendav remembered such feelings, and deep down in his heart, never ceased to yearn and yearn for the battlefield. He never stopped selecting men and training troops in order to prepare for the unexpected wars that would come in the future.

"Kill them, brothers!" Barendav commanded with a swing of his greatsword at the empty bushes behind him.

In his eyes, loyal subordinates still follow him, and they are ready for war.

The strong wind suddenly rose, and for a moment the sound of killing shook the sky, and he witnessed his men fighting with the blood monster. Barendav didn't make the first move, he stared into the eyes of the woman across the lake, he couldn't know the identity of the other party, but he could see the same frenzy in the other person's eyes.

A frenzy for war, a thirst for killing.

Someone tried to tell him that the war was long over, trying to make him understand the preciousness of the years of peace. But Barendav knew better than anyone that the war was only a brief lull, and that the Byron Empire and Herutia had never stopped training their troops, and they were both secretly watching and waiting for the moment when each other's weaknesses were exposed.

The same is true of the Twenty-Three Neutrals, with the death of the Elder Leader, the original balance will crumble, and sooner or later the apparent peace will disappear. Rather than waiting for someone else to knock on his door, Barendav decided he should strike ahead and get ahead of everyone else's expectations.

The power of the Divine Tree allowed him to be a big step ahead of everyone else.

"You're here for this, aren't you?" Barendav leaned forward, his whole body rushing towards Alyssa like a cannonball. The greatsword he was carrying drew a row of columns of water that had risen all day on the surface of the water, but the pale flames evaporated the water column in an instant, and the steaming water vapor enveloped the entire Gallon Lake in an instant.

- "Because when you must understand that from the moment you set foot on the battlefield, you can never quit." ”