As for the battle situation in the Forest of Tranquility, the queen of the Elna people, Galaria, was not optimistic at first. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sentinels of the kingdom are indeed brave and good at fighting, but war is always based on the strength of the country, not the quality of a few soldiers. The kingdom's small population and low fertility rate meant that it could not afford a war that was too brutal - or it would have been in ruins, as the Fritzians had done two hundred years earlier.

She also did not believe that the Oren Empire would be capable of dominating the Forest of Tranquility for long. This forest is filled with the secret techniques that the Elna people have been setting up for centuries, and they have become one with the Elna people in essence. As long as there is enough time, a few years, decades at most, the mysterious forces that surround this land will be enough to drive the invaders out gradually.

Compared to other human races, the Elna people lack time the most.

This time, however, the turnaround seems to have come a little too soon. Since four days ago, emissaries from various countries have been sending letters expressing their willingness to sign a peace treaty and join forces to drive the Oron Empire out of the forest.

Galaria settled each of the messengers properly, and from their mouths, the queen of the Elna people learned that these covenants were not just against the Elna. An alliance is also being built between the Violet Empire, the Thatchs, the Fritz, and even the Cult of San Leon.

It was as if overnight, the Oren Empire had been completely isolated. This made Galaria very uneasy, and she felt that behind this turn of events, there might be some unknown darkness. It's just that they have no better choice for the Elna - to reject this covenant is to isolate the kingdom once again. And facing this newly created alliance alone is clearly not a wise move.

In the 471st year of the San Leon calendar, on the seventy-seventh day of the winter month, the rudiments of the covenant were drawn up in the council chamber of the volcanic castle. In the evening of the same day, Lily returned to the fort with news that she had failed to convince the "old friends".

"I'm sorry." The female mercenary with wolf ears drooped her head, her face full of unwillingness, "We made it clear to them, but the result is ...... They're still the same. So, there's no way. ”

"Don't be too pessimistic. You have communicated to them the changes from the outside world. All they need is time to confirm it all. Galaria said mildly, "Besides, since Amberly stays there, it means that the 'gods of the world' have begun to accept the creatures of the outside world, right?" ”

"Is that because she's special?" The mercenary laughed out loud, patted her chest and sighed, "To be honest, I was really scared by her at the time." But...... Bai Li has her care, so we can rest assured. ”

"So, things are always going to be getting better." The queen of the Elna concluded, "Next, the Elnar will join the coalition to fight back against the Empire, will you come with you?" ”

"Of course." The mercenary didn't hesitate, "Anyway, we promised Pfister that we must get things done to the end!" ”

"Then I'll be sorry for you." Galaria said gently, "The inhabitants of the kingdom, including me, will always remember your efforts. If you need anything in the future, the Kingdom of Elders will also be your allies. ”

"Thanks." The mercenary waved her hand a little uncomfortably, still looking a little unaccustomed to this solemn promise, "Tell you the truth...... Your promise is valuable, but we don't want it to be useful. ”

Galaria understood what the mercenary meant. If she needs to turn to the kingdom for help as "September", it may well mean that the continent has once again undergone great changes. She turned her head slightly, looking out the window at the snow-capped mountains, imagining the future that the world might face.

"If that day comes, the people of Elna will be with this continent."

……

In the year 457 of San Leon Calendar, the month of winter, seventy-eight days. The battle, known as the "End of Winter", begins on the southwest side of the Breeze Forest.

The commander of the Reich was still Barak Einhardt. The seasoned general assumed a defensive posture from the start, and instead of trying to surprise the "undead army", he placed most of them in the rear of the formation. The first line of defense was the heavily armoured, well-trained Imperial Guard.

"The man...... What the hell is going on? Lily stood beside Pfister, staring at the somewhat stalemate with a disgruntled expression.

The regular army of the empire was highly disciplined, and even in the face of the encirclement of the five forces, it did not appear to be flustered. On the other hand, the people who have just established an alliance are difficult to achieve a perfect enough coordination operation. The Violet Empire and the Cult Army tried to launch a surprise attack, but they were pressed back by the Imperial Cavalry Regiment guarding the flanks, and the "Undead Army" that was reinforced with it.

"There's no need to rush." The legendary ranger of the Elna looked at the sky and returned to the front line, "The wind is about to rise. ”

"Huh?" Lily couldn't help but frown, but the next moment, the breeze on her face, and the subtle fragrance mixed in with it, made her shut her mouth. She turned her head to look in the direction of the wind behind her, and twitched her nose slowly but seriously, "Ru...... What does it have to do with this wind? ”

"Not really." Pfister spread his hands and looked innocent, "This thing was researched by Vanka and Yuffie together, and I just knew about it in advance." As for the effect - you just look at it. ”

Lily turned her head and looked down the hill. The breeze was light but fast, and it had already swept in front of the Imperial army. The Praetorian Guards paid no attention to the inexplicable aroma and continued to concentrate on the battle.

The breeze continues to move forward. It flows through the cracks of the "undead army", sending a seemingly innocuous scent into everyone's nostrils. Lily looked into the distance, blinking at the sight of the Imperial soldiers clutching their weapons, and then sneezed.

The next moment, the frenzy and fearlessness in their eyes vanished, and all that remained was confusion and obvious unease.

"Now is it!" Without further ado, Lily turned into a giant wolf in an instant, and pounced on the enemy's position from the flank. Alphonse and Bale were also not far behind and followed her. At the same time, the sentinels of the Church Army, the Violet Empire, and the Elna also attacked from all directions.

The undead began to retreat, and even with the constraints of the "wolf herders", they were no longer the fanatical army that feared death.

Originally, with the fighting and death they experienced, it was enough to train a group of experienced soldiers and non-commissioned officers. It's a pity that from the very beginning, they never really fought with their own will. In other words, they are now the same as they were half a month ago, just a group of recruits who have been thrown into the center of the battlefield.

The Empire's Praetorian Guards and Light Cavalry were still in full force, and Barak may have foreseen the shortcomings of the "Undead Army" in advance, but the outcome was already clear.

For her, and for everyone on the battlefield, this is the prologue to the end.