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The final end of the Avenella Civil War, which lasted nearly four months, was somewhat weak compared to the miraculous victories that the poets were good at eulogizing. To Sivalier, Ottolo and Padrosi, a series of foreigners who followed the war, its end seemed inexplicable.

The southern coalition of Avenella, under the command of Ahibon II, had such a large number of forces, but with few lethal attacks, they were captured by an inferior army that did not outnumber them until the end.

Later historians have always written of this history as "due to the incompetence of Ashbon II", but those of us who lived through the war will be able to understand that he did all that he could.

Influenced by his way of thinking and psychology, as well as his real-life popularity and political struggles, Ashbourne II had very few choices at the outset.

He did not have the hearts of the people, and even the nobles were not always on his side. The people were forced to join him, and the nobility was only tilted in favor of the scales of interests for a short time. In the final analysis, Edward and his men were quite well prepared for this, and the elite of the Northern Army, which had been cultivated since the Battle of Acasta, and the more popular hearts attracted by the speeches before the war. In contrast, Ashburn II did not realize that the two men had such different ideas, and still believed in his heart that Edward did not dare to rebel against him, and he did not make any preparations from the beginning, and even until Dowofberg was captured, he was able to persuade the three archdukes of the south.

In this battle, the only one who could be called well-prepared among the southern coalition forces of Avenella was the heavy infantry regiment sent by Emperor Ottolo, who had foreseen this.

This is also the reason why we always distinguish between the northern "army" and the southern "coalition army"; compared to the relatively complete and unified northern army, the southerners are a large number of people with evil intentions who stand together because of temporary common interests -- and this is precisely where the northern army was focused on at the beginning.

The great Founding Emperor of the Empire of Laman once said, "Only a fool tries to solve all problems by war." Although his remark refers to a country's foreign policy, it can also be used in the war itself.

We have mentioned this matter in the previous quotation of the defeat of the Luoans, and in short, even when it initially had superior forces, the main strategy of the Northern Army was only to use this power as negotiating capital, trying to disintegrate the southern aristocracy from the south, rather than actively seeking war.

Edward, or Arvenella, could not afford a bloody war in both emotional and practical terms, but otherwise Edward could not be sure that the southern nobles were aware of the situation.

Humans are sometimes so pretentious and stubborn, and if they do not start wars but lobby in a slow way, I am afraid that even in another ten or twenty years Edward will not be able to make the nobles of the South change their minds - but let us get back to the place.

The fragmented Confederate forces had many entry points, and the situation would only become more and more unfavorable to them as time dragged on, which was the purpose of His Majesty Emperor Ottolo, who had chosen to support them in the first place, to send an entire army of 10,000 men, which was not so much to assist as to completely take over the war. And the fundamental reason for such a risky move of the Ottolo Empire naturally lies in the essence of the Arvinella nobles seen in the process of communicating with them.

Unlike the others, Ottolo's Emperor His Majesty was one of the few people who knew how many pounds and taels the southern nobles of Avenella were. Therefore, since the beginning of the war, they have taken the initiative to intervene, with the aim of crushing the northern army in as short a time as possible and preventing the front from prolonging the southerners' self-disordered positions.

The Ottolo people knew war very well, and were a little more immature than the Lamanites, perhaps. However, as a great power that has risen rapidly in a century, they also have their own unique views and keen sense of politics and war.

However, as if the Northerners, who had been prepared in advance, were struck in the face, the reality is that you can only refine your plans as much as you can before encountering the enemy - they may work, but more often than not. In the end, unless it is a completely unequal war, no pre-prepared plan will work perfectly. Most of the time people can only try to perfect themselves in the process and make sure that everything continues to move forward towards their original purpose.

All in all, thanks to the joint efforts of Henry and the others, the war did not end in a bloody victory. Although the troubadours who tried to use it as a subject were disappointed, the Northern Army and many of the Southern nobles who had finally recognized the reality breathed a sigh of relief.

But this was the only moment of rest that Edward had left, and there was still a lot of work to do. A new king ascends the throne, new policies need to be issued, mercenaries and peasants who have been exiled on the battlefield need to be reorganized and sent back to their hometowns, the homeless must be resettled, trade routes need to be opened, management systems need to be developed - and most importantly, the training of a new standing army must begin as soon as possible.

What to do with the southern nobles who had submitted to him was also a vexing question. Although most of them were forced to surrender under the pressure of reality, and Edward was generous enough to forgive them, His Royal Highness was not naïve enough to trust and entrust them with the task.

The acceptance of the Loan royal family legitimized the existence of the Loan people within the kingdom, coupled with the political inclination of His Royal Highness the Prince to the north, the political and power center of Avenella was bound to usher in a major change. The promotion of commercial freedom would infringe on the interests of the various local aristocracy, and would inevitably lead to a series of open and covert struggles—and although Edward was wholeheartedly concerned about the future of the country, and the real threat was imminent, unfortunately most people could see only the interests in front of them.

It is impossible to change the old generation of these old nobles, but the young children who aspire to chivalry are the directions that Edward can start - this can be imagined without our Sage mentioning His Royal Highness, and in this war the large-scale formation of magic has also shown its own shining future, many directions have been pointed out, and political exchanges with foreign countries are also the most important - But before we mention that, let's stay for the present moment and focus on the Misty Plains of that day.

- Ahibon II fled.

No matter how strong his desire for revenge was, the king realized that he was on the wrong side when the nobles stopped following his orders and rushed out.

Guarded by a few remaining diehards, they made a surprise attack on the outward wards - because some of the remaining nobles under the command of Archduke Dehart seized the opportunity to attempt to assassinate the king and sacrifice him to Edward as a sign of loyalty.

When the bitter retribution of Ashbon II himself came to his aid, the vast majority of them chose to remain indifferent, and a small number of the remaining ones rushed forward to gain some credit for the new king's appreciation.

Trees fall and scatter, walls fall and people push them, and such things are not uncommon throughout the history of the whole world.

The chaos they caused caused Edward to miss the opportunity to capture his father and brother, and by the time the Northern Army leaders noticed the commotion and galloped on horseback, Ahibourne II had already disappeared into the vast forests of Neira.

The instability left behind by this turn of events was enormous, and the forcible accession to the throne without abdication would only give those who opposed it more excuses to provoke war, so it made sense that Edward would have to set out even the best of his followers.

In this case, our Sage is the natural choice to lead the team.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

While Henry and the others set out to search for the fallen king, it was difficult to discern traces due to the chaos of the battlefield, and the fleeing party on the side of Ahibon II was also very uncomfortable.

Despite the occasional hunting event, a pampered life in the royal palace had caused Ashbourne II to lose all of his wilderness survival skills. It was almost August, but the sultry atmosphere of the south of Avenella hadn't diminished in the slightest - it was better to stay in an open area like the sunny Nella Forest Corridor, and after entering the extremely humid and difficult terrain of the forest, the heat could not be dissipated by sweat, and the physical exertion of the heavily armored knights increased three times as fast as before.

Avenella was disconnected from the nobility of Sivalier, and naturally these knights of the royal family were also built according to the norms of Sivalier. But the thin white linen cape, which is a little cumbersome in areas such as Prospel, which has four distinct seasons, is simply self-inflicted on itself in the sweltering heat of the southern part of Yavenella in July and August.

Henry: Their initial follow-up lasted a week. They traveled lightly with a small crowd at the core, and the elite knights they saw along the way were innumerable in their discarded equipment: cumbersome waistcoats, plate armor, and cloaks were everywhere, but only the daggers and swords they carried with them remained - and after another three days, the scarred and exhausted knights of the guards began to appear more and more in sight.

They had little intention of fighting, and since they did not wear any noble insignia, many of these knights regarded Henry and the others as passing mercenaries and were even willing to exchange their gem-encrusted swords for food and water. And after Henry pointed out the direction of the retreat and where they could gather food along the way, the once loyal knights quickly confessed the whereabouts of Ahibon II.

"The king has gone completely insane. They said this, and in a few short words they painted a visual picture for Henry.

The previous breakout evacuation was a sudden move, and with the hot and humid weather, the food and water for the group were quickly exhausted. During the flight, the water in the wilderness could not be completely boiled and purified, and many of the two hundred and so knights of the guard were suffering from dysentery, and many were lost in such hot and tired conditions, and the rest was under great pressure in the increasingly mad mind of Ashibon II.

Having experienced the double blow of being betrayed by one of his most valued sons, and then by the southern nobles, Alhibourne II did not have a good face even in the face of these loyal knights who rescued him.

At this point, he thinks that anyone can betray him casually, and the only thing that will not betray is the crown on his head.

Rapidly depleted by the rush, coupled with the effects of dysentery and pre-existing psychological problems, the king of Avenella sat on horseback with his crown in his arms like a mad old man, laughing foolishly.

"I-I-is-the king!"

"Listen--I-command!"

He had lost more than twenty kilograms in two weeks' time, and his whole body had become irritable, and the knights' loyalty was tested daily, and the slightest hint of something wrong would be doubted. Many people were inexplicably killed by the king's orders by the hands of his colleagues for this reason, so that the camp shrank every morning, and the stragglers and departures further aggravated the king's suspicions.

Vicious circle.

He began to yell:

"You will all betray me!"

"All of you will betray me!"

"So you all die!"

"I am your king!

The yelling was followed by laughter, clutching his crown and laughing ecstatically.

They continued to go deeper, and the dwindling human trail made it easier for Henry to track them down.

After three weeks, Henry and the others finally met the scarred Ashiburn II and others in an old hunter's hut in the middle of the forest, and the moment they saw them, Prince Richard, who still had the strength to spare, grabbed his father by the collar and pulled the wizened old man in front of them, trying to gain some credit for it in a vague lingua franca.

But Henry didn't look at him, his eyes were just on the king.

Originally rather majestic and heroic, Ahibon II had lost most of his weight and had become withered, his cheeks visibly sunken, and his short-sleeved shirt showed his arms like dead branches, and were covered with all sorts of scratches and contusions caused by the flight.

He threw everything away.

Prince Richard was still trying to make some profit with his father's life, but no one paid attention to him.

Henry dismounted, along with Mira and several others behind him.

"Are you here to take away my crown! No, don't take it!" said Ahibon II, who clung to it, and in a moment burst into tears.

"No, that's the only thing I have left, the only thing I have left. ”

He repeated the phrase in Sivalyya, and the sage and the white-haired Roan maiden stopped in front of the glade in silence for a long time.

And Ashbern II continued to mumble to himself.

"Don't take it away, it's the only thing I have left. ”

"The only thing I have left. ”