Hammondal, located in the heart of the entire Antaglisi continent, is bordered by the forests of Turalia to the north, Erathia to the south, Tatalia to the west, and the Ofer and the Giants to the east.

Although there are many monsters here, they are all low-level creatures such as big-eared monsters, cavemen, and griffins.

Although the Giants' Territory behind the Eastern Mountains is rumored to be infested with demons, dragons, and titans, at least for now, they have not yet learned to climb the long, narrow and towering Snow Mountains of Aliland.

In the third year of the construction of the castle by the Mudran Dynasty, the elves rushed out of the forest of Turalone (Forest of No Return) to capture it, and since then, the castle has changed hands several times, and even once occupied by necromancers, until now it is back in the hands of the human dynasty Erathia, but hundreds of years of continuous wars make the name Valley of Harmony sound like a joke.

And now, in the war-torn and unrecognizable hall of the Hammondale Council, a fierce argument is taking place between the Earl of Rod Hart (one person), the commander of the Elasia coalition forces, and the war pleading (N) led by Baron Sousa (female) who led the New Crusaders into Hammondale Castle yesterday.

The two sides engaged in friendly, warm, and democratic negotiations on whether to immediately launch an attack on the forest dwarves and elves of Lucky City.

The meeting was a lively but harmonious atmosphere, with both sides expressing their views on the matter back and forth (mainly Sosa talking, Hart listening), and finally reaching a high degree of agreement (to be discussed), and the meeting was a complete success (applause), which fully demonstrated how united, harmonious, combative, and united Erathia's army was under the leadership of King Ryan Gryfentry (applause multiplied by 2).

Here is a summary of the meeting:

Baron Sousa: "Lord Hart, I have brought the most elite crusaders from Erathia, our force is strong enough to crush the dwarves of Tulaleone, the enemy will tremble under the might of our army, for the sake of His Majesty the Great Leader Ryan and the honor of the Kingdom of Erathia, I propose to immediately attack the elves entrenched in the lucky city, and drive them back to the wooden houses in the forest once and for all!"

Hart: "Hmm..." (holding red wine)

Sosa: "Lord Hart, Baron Taria's cavalry corps has finished resting, and those fragile hedges of Lucky City can no longer stop the iron cavalry of the Elasia army, we can directly step through their gates and drink and rest in the magic pool of Lucky City!"

Hart: "Hmm..." (takes a sip)

Sosa: "Lord Hart, the monks of the monastery have been blessed by the god of war for their sincere prayers, and Artis has sent angels to assist us, and now our army has extremely high morale, and under the protection of the Holy Light, the Elasia army will be invincible!"

Hart: "Oh..." (glances at Sosa through the glass)

Sosa: "......"

If Lear had seen Ms. Sosa's expression in the present moment, he would have been able to quickly add the next line for her, "Company Commander, give orders!", but unfortunately this kind of high-level military meeting in Erathia would not have a place for him.

Hart: "Huh, are you done, Baron Sosa?"

Sosa: "Lord Hart, give the order!"

Sure enough, the passion of the warriors was unprecedentedly unanimous in any era.

Hart: "Huh, what's the order?"

Sosa: "......"

In the end, Rod Hart still gave orders to the entire army of Erathia, but unfortunately it was not the one Sosa wanted.

Hart ordered the whole army to continue to rest, stick to the existing battle results, repair the castle, and wait for more reinforcements and supplies from the Kingdom of Erathia.

If there was one consolation to Sosa, it was that Hart finally agreed to send a dozen small groups of scouts to take the initiative in response to the growing harassment of adventurers and the security of logistical supply lines.

Sosa was told that after returning to the barracks, he threw his armor and sword to the ground in anger, and claimed that King Ryan's only mistake was to choose a mediocre commander as his commander, otherwise Erathia's army would have bulldozed the elven barriers.

Whether this rumor is true or not, I heard that Hart smiled tolerantly when he heard the news, and then the supplies and food for the Crusaders were more than half less.

As the commander-in-chief of the whole army, Rod Hart has his own plans.

Not to mention that he knows that he does not have the ability to command a large army, and the current results are completely due to the bravery of Erathia's army and the reputation of His Majesty the King.

Unlike those generals who are full of honor and victory, he attaches more importance to the added value of war, the so-called war is just a competition of basic national strength between two countries or races, and now as the attacker, Erathia can take the strategic initiative in the early stage, because it occupies an absolute advantage in financial resources and materials - the forest elves are poor jingle This is well known.

But the positive impact of this strategic initiative on the war will be reduced by the continuous advancement of the army, because no amount of propaganda can hide the essence of Erathia's aggression and expansion, longer supply lines will bring greater financial burden, and as the war continues to heat up, all the veil of hypocrisy will be ruthlessly torn down, as can be seen from the increasing number of adventurers who enter the Forest of No Return to help the elves.

Justice is at ease in people's hearts.

In his eyes, the forest of no return except for trees and trees is simply a barren land with no value, and the painstaking occupation of such a place, the only timber resources produced cannot even offset the financial expenses of maintaining the daily garrison, and he has to worry about the casualties caused by cold arrows from the treetops and sneak attacks in the fields, which is an unforgivable foolishness in the eyes of Mr. Hart, the master of financial management- Every gold coin must be spent on the blade, this is his life motto.

At present, as long as the castle of Hammondale is firmly occupied and the throat of the forest elves going south, the kingdom of Erathia can develop carefree in the most fertile central plains, and when Erathia really gains a foothold in this environment surrounded by wolves, a large amount of gold coins in his hand can smash these hateful elves to death.

As for leading the army to the depths of the Lucky City or even the Forest of No Return to fight with those elves now, no, no, no, no, it is impossible, and occasionally shouting two slogans is just to consolidate the high morale of the army, and the idea of marching, Hart has never had.

It's just that if he knew that there were a large number of high-quality crystal veins buried under the Forest of No Return, I am afraid it would be another thought.

It's hard to say that Hart's idea is necessarily wrong, every decision-maker has his own interests, but it has to be said that Hart's idea has helped the elves a lot.

Guided by this strategic thinking of the First Commander, Erathia's army advanced only slightly in the capture of Hammondal, and after suffering a slight defeat to the Green Dragons and Unicorns under the Lucky City, they shrank back like turtles.

Now Hammondale Castle and the newly built barracks outside the city are their giant tortoise shells, Hart doesn't want to go out, and the forest dwellers don't have the ability to enter for the time being.

In a situation of helplessness that one side had no idea and the other side could not do anything, the war entered the first period of silence since the beginning of the war, and the regular formed armies on both sides remained cautious and restrained, and the atmosphere of stalemate extended from under the gates of the lucky city to the moat of Hammondal.

But at the same time, the shadows swimming under the calm surface of the river began to come alive little by little.

The charm is out of the mountain, and the spirit is rampant.

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