The capital of the Holutia League, the imperial capital.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Iron Cavalry has occupied all the blocks, we can't stop their elite troops from coming out of the rift, the King's army has suffered heavy casualties, and the troops fighting on the third line have all been suppressed back to the royal city, we ......"

The intelligence officer swallowed his spit and did not say the words "all the ammunition and food".

The coup d'état in the imperial capital nine years ago was nothing compared to their current situation, at least the rebels were not strong enough to threaten the royal city. Although all the commanders of the kingdom's army are gathered here at this moment, there is still little hope of defending the city.

It seems that while the great nobles were busy with the change of thrones in these ten years, the Byronic Empire had long begun to prepare for today's war.

The worst thing is that they are completely cut off from the Senate and the Church, the Church headquarters and the royal city are located at opposite ends of the city, and the two have completely become a war zone, as long as they leave the city, they can smell the pungent smell of blood, and the war zone can be seen everywhere, and it is difficult to find a complete corpse on the battlefield.

Apparently the help of the church did not arrive in time.

Albert climbed the city wall, flanked by the stern army of the Kingdom. There was no belief in crushing the enemy, and a strong despair permeated the crowd - when the iron cavalry of the Byron Empire somehow stepped directly into the territory of the imperial capital, any tactics had lost their meaning, and seventy percent of the kingdom's army was still on the periphery, and they were now facing an enemy army dozens of times their number.

After a while, Albert heard the sound of horses' hooves from far and near.

As far as the eye could see, the iron cavalry troops that were forcing towards the royal city were like a black wave. The presence of the Iron Cavalry here means that the defense lines in various areas of the city have been completely broken, and the rout of the kingdom army on three fronts means that the enemy will put pressure on them from three directions, and the current royal capital has been completely reduced to a dead city.

Lightning and flames continued to rise from the other side of the imperial capital, and the forces of the church headquarters should have been attacked.

"The ...... of the capital of the Holuthia League"

After a while, such a voice came from the Iron Cavalry of the Byron Empire, and I saw the Iron Horse respectfully get out of the way, and a man wearing an iron mask and riding a wurm monster came to the front of the royal city. Although the two sides were separated by tens of meters, the man's emotion still clearly reached the ears of Wang Guojun.

The men who walked out of the crowd were dressed markedly differently from the Iron Riders, his armor was made of gold, and he unveiled his iron mask under the gaze of the crowd.

After seeing the man's face, the royal soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed unbelievable expressions - except for the scar that crossed the left side of the man's face, the other party looked exactly like the original king Aziz Tris! There is a statue of King Azi-Tris in the central square of the imperial capital, and there are many portraits of the first king hanging in the palace.

They are mistaken, and no one can mistake the hero of Holutiah.

"King Terres......"

"Why is the first king over there?"

The Kingdom Army has lost even the idea of fighting, and the hero who held up the entire alliance for them has died hundreds of years ago!

"He was Byron Terres, the younger brother of the first king. Albert's face remained unchanged and he said.

His hand slowly moved to his necklace, which had a triple defensive enchantment cast by the Winter Dragon Herro, but Albert wasn't sure if the triple enchantment would put together to block a single attack by Byron Tris.

"I've often wondered what kind of kingdom that guy is going to build for Herlotia. Byron Terres scrutinized everything in the imperial capital with a stern gaze, and most of the city was engulfed in the flames of war, and the panicked screams of the civilians were heard. It was his first time in the capital of Herutia, but when he saw the frozen season, he felt a sense of disappointment.

Compared to the warm and comfortable climate of the capital of the Byron Empire, it is like an ice cellar.

"At the end of the day, that guy is an out-and-out bastard and a coward. Byron Teres touched the scar on the left side of his face.

The scar had been burned when he led his men into the fallen Akalandu to rescue Herutia, the monster's claws nearly slicing off the left side of his face, and he saw his followers overwhelmed by the tide, the collapsing walls, and the white flames flickering in the center of the tide.

However, he could not step on this last distance of less than a few tens of meters no matter what.

Ironically, while they fought to the death, the man who was considered a hero by birth left in a boat, bathed in the praise and gratitude of the survivors, and the fall of Acarandus invisibly made the name of the hero of Az-Tris. It was this hero who left his lover in Akalando to die.

Perhaps, in the end, Holutia was doing her best to wait for reinforcements that would never come.

So before Byron Tris's consciousness disappeared, an indelible thought arose in his heart.

When he and Az-Teres fell in love with the same woman, he chose to back down out of brotherhood, and his concession at the time ended up like this. Therefore, he needs to let Az-Tris, who is bathed in the name of a hero, understand his feelings, but Azi-Tris is dead, and he has to carry on the feud to the alliance that the latter has built.

"Tsk, he really has the face to name this land after Herutiah. ”

Finally, Byron Terres stopped his self-excess, and he looked up to meet Albert on the wall. Then, the wrist of his raised right hand condensed into a golden ring, and the edge of the ring was engraved with an intricate inscription that the Kingdom Army had never seen before. It wasn't any of the attacks they were familiar with, there were no fluctuations in the power of the notch, and it was by no means an engraving, but the power contained in the ring was more oppressive.

The golden ring swelled, and a moment later, the golden circle that enveloped the entire block was born.

If Lin Qiu was here at the moment, he would definitely find that he had seen such an attack.

At that time, when he was "killed" by Gruea, the latter used such power, but Gruya's magic circle was black, far less dazzling.

"Hello, young king, now...... It's time for you to die. ”

"Boom-"

The scorching golden pillar of light between the openings struck straight towards the royal city, and all the objects affected by the pillar of light were annihilated in an instant, and the ground was pressed out by the pillar of light one by one...... No, it should be split in two along with the northern border after the royal city.

At the same time, the bishop who was fighting at the headquarters of the church felt the vision of heaven and earth in the distance, and his face changed suddenly.

"Shenghui!"

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, but the boy he was fighting with didn't give him more emptiness, and with a wave of his hand, thunder slashed down from the sky.