(Winter vacation is over, go back to school tomorrow, continue to write as hard as possible, and push the plot forward as soon as possible!) ）

The brief respite created by the Destruction Meteorite was nothing more than pure destruction for the Alestrian and pure destruction for the Seventans.

A large number of ordinary soldiers were killed, as were the official knights and grand knights who had been brought about by the so-called Gathering Elite Project.

Wizards, mages, these scarce combat resources in Seventan, all those in the front-line barracks, have been reduced to dust.

This meteorite made Seventan's momentum gone, and one-third of his living combat power was wiped out in the attack.

The letter of surrender from Alesteller was transported many times to the royal capital of Seventan, a land of decay and despair.

The soldier in charge of delivering the message pressed the hood on his head very low, and he really didn't want to let himself accidentally see the depressed state of the royal capital, which barely made it possible to see any of the glory of the past.

"I don't understand, why do you want to go to war with Alestale......

Touching the letter of surrender from the messenger of Alestaler in his pocket, the soldier who delivered the letter had some undeserved expectations in his heart.

"Maybe surrender is a good choice, the Cult of Light has other kingdoms, and it won't allow one human kingdom to really destroy another kingdom."

"This is not allowed, although the days after that will be very difficult, but I really don't want Seventan to fall like this, is it necessary to resist any longer......

The thought in his heart was very tangled in the soldiers, and the traditional education of Seventan did not allow this group of brave men to make the stupid and cowardly choice of surrender.

But the reason in his heart and the deep affection for Sewintan made the soldier feel that maybe the only way out was to surrender.

Complying with the inspection, the messenger went deep into the palace and handed the letterhead in his hand to the minister of the book.

"Soldier, hard work." The Minister of Books took the letter and spoke earnestly.

"Thank you for your concern, it's all for Sevintan."

The soldier was a little flattered, and the high-ranking palace minister actually cared about him.

"Your heart is a little messy, it's time to get some rest......" The Scroll Minister's voice echoed, sounding low and strange.

"Uh, it's ......," said the limp reply from the soldier's mouth, his weak body slowly falling, his sword piercing through his chest, piercing his heart, blood seeping out, and staining the clothes near the wound bright red.

Glancing at the so-called "letter of surrender" in his hand, the minister did not read or pass it on to the too young king, but only tore the letter to shreds, and then burned it in the pitch-black flames that ignited in his hand.

His gaze lingered on the messenger who had been dragged away by the black-armored soldier who had walked out of the darkness for a few seconds, and a low murmur echoed in the mouth of the Minister of Books.

"Either fanatical for the sake of Seventan, or cowardly and hopeful for the unknown outcome, that's not what we need right now."

The Minister re-entered the main hall, and the atmosphere was the same as the last time Alyosha came, and the atmosphere here was oppressive and terrifying, gloomy, dark, and dead silent, without the majesty of the palace, only suffocating tension.

The emperor's throne was still the too young king, and the voice of inquiry came.

"How's it going?"

"It's not optimistic, but as long as it goes according to the previous plan, it's still okay."

The Minister bowed his head and saluted, his contemplative words outlining the current situation.

"That's good, Seventan can't adapt to this era, the limitations of resources, the covert restraint and suppression from Alestaler, we are actually just dying slowly, do you think I am desperate this time, is it right?"

The king's inquiry came in the dark, and although it was an inquiry, there was actually no confusion and an inquiring tone in it.

"Yes" came from the brief but firm response of the Minister of the Book.

"I didn't

France responds to questions about why it is necessary to go to war with Alestale, because there are some things that they can't see, and we, Alessteler's "old enemies", can't actually keep up with them."

"Alestaler's secret purpose is to poison us slowly, and my father saw it very clearly, so he chose to use his death to advance this war."

"And I will never fail his will, and although my people will suffer at this moment, the emotions at this time will also be our strength."

"In the new realm, they will get what they deserve, instead of waiting in this bitter cold land for Seventan to fall and become part of Alestale."

The emotions in the calm narrative are only resolute and firm.

"This is the last battle at present, we have no choice to surrender, saying that the soldier who delivered the letter died unexpectedly on the road, and whether I choose to surrender or not at this moment will bring fluctuations to the morale of the army."

"Get the Abyssal Gate ready, and it's time for those two legendary knights to strike."

The final order was delivered, the Minister of Books withdrew from the palace, he was going to finish what had to be done, this war was hard to see any hope of winning no matter how it looked, but no presence in the palace would choose to surrender.

"Da ......" recounts the sound of horses' hooves overlapping together, and on the plain, which was used as the place where the two countries fought, a dozen war horses carried soldiers forward.

This plain can hardly be called a plain in fact, the earth is cracked, the mountains are collapsing, the ground is distributed with glittering impurities and a lot of magic crystals, and the thick trees are flying everywhere, all of which are the masterpieces of the Destruction Meteorite.

It was difficult for the horses to travel over this terrible terrain, and this was only the outer area, and in the near center area, the small basin created by the meteorite fall was really impassable.

The remnants of the fire element make the lava there still flow at this moment, and there are still many dangerous elemental lifeforms born due to the enrichment of earth and fire elements in the magma, and the land bombarded by the destruction meteorite will be a forbidden area for life for at least a few years.

The purpose of this large group of Alestella soldiers on horseback was simple: to find a suitable place for a decisive battle.

Next, Alesstele will also change his tactics, no longer give the battered Seventan a chance to breathe, and put all his combat power into it, this will be the last battle.

Kevin, who was one of the advance scouts, picked up the alchemy telescope in his hand, and stayed on the small hill created by the power of the destroyed meteorite, his vision was extremely wide because of the help of the telescope.

Kevin's vision was already in the far reaches of the majestic Santa Ana Snowfield, and he knew that the kingdom beneath that natural wonder was their mortal enemy, the Kingdom of Seventan, at this moment.

Further north from this plain, you will enter the Northlands, which is the home of the Seventans, and is not a good place for a decisive battle for Alestale, who is not as strong as the Seventans.

"What is the range of the farthest legion spells?" Kevin asked about his companion who had come with him.

"Stevenson Academy has sent another batch of reinforcements, and if this group of hundreds of people is at least a high-level apprentice mage caster or above, the range that can perform an effective legion spell strike should be more than fifty kilometers."

The companion glanced at the latest information in his hand and responded.

"It should be enough, as long as the military formation can be pressed to that range, even if the other party wants to temporarily avoid the battle and stop, it will definitely not be able to do it, forcing Sewentan to start a war with us."

"A lot of people will die in this battle...... Alas." His companion, who was also a member of the Night's Blade, sighed, no matter how he looked at it, the cost of forcibly forcing the stronger soldier Sewintan to fight would be unbearable.

"There's no way, we don't have any choice, the problem now is not as simple as Sewintan, if we don't solve Sewintan quickly, the other kingdoms on the other side of the border will also start to move, you have read the news of the four archdukes."

Kevin was still looking at the terrain in the distance, looking for a suitable one

The camp and the place where the advance is carried out, and at the same time there is a dialogue with the companions.

"Look, it's really troublesome, it's been peaceful for too long, everyone has recovered from the past disaster, regained strength, and started to plan to expand their sphere of influence......

The companion said helplessly, doing the same thing as Kevin, using the telescope to observe the terrain in the distance.

Slightly adjusting the gears of the alchemy telescope in his hand, the interval between the lenses changed, and the magic attached to it also changed at the same time, allowing the field of vision to be pulled further.

"No problem, it's basically the same as on the map, the passage from Seventan to the outside world is very restricted by the terrain, and a distance further north is basically this kind of terrain with two peaks sandwiched between the middle avenues, and this open area outside is the best place to camp."

Kevin put the binoculars down and already had an idea of how Alestale's army would attack next.

This narrow terrain maximizes the power of Alestale's mage legion's combined spells.

The undodgable Seventan army will suffer a sustained blow, and the actual loss of troops and the decline in morale will make Alestale's disadvantage in the strength of the soldiers disappear.

"Kevin, look there, what's the ......?"

The words of his companion suddenly rang in Kevin's ears, which made him put down the telescope and think about it in his heart, and he picked up the telescope again and looked in the direction pointed by his companion.

"Damn, alas......"

Kevin paused, then cursed viciously before letting out a deep sigh.

In the distance, a few kilometers away, a few poorly-dressed children, with rudimentary hunting tools, moved through a forest that had collapsed many trees from the aftermath of some devastating meteorite.

With their heads looking around and their cautious steps, it was clear that they were the hunters who lived on the border between Seventan and Arestler.

The age of this group of children seems too young, they should not have gone out hunting, and the monsters of this world are not comparable to those so-called ferocious beasts on the earth.

"Requisition order?"

"That's all it can be......

Kevin and his companions were in a heavy mood, but the seemingly ordinary scene in front of them had already explained a lot of things.

Severantan had indeed suffered heavy losses, and they had to recruit combat-ready civilians for battle, known for their strong army.

This would have been a cause for good news, but the decline and decline of Seventan's power was clearly on display, and Alestale's victory seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

But Kevin couldn't be happier, once Alestale's army pressed in, no one could care about the lives of the civilians in Seventan.

The brutal war will crush these Seventan civilians who have done nothing but live in peace, and even if they are lucky enough to escape, their old days will be gone, and the future that awaits them is bleak.

This is the opposite of what the Night's Edge is pursuing.

"I really don't understand what reason Seventan has to go to war with us, it doesn't do any good to Alestale or Seventan." His companion scratched his head vigorously, annoyed and helpless.

"There's no way, there's no point in being merciful at this moment, protect Alestale, and talk about anything else."

"Even if this war is won, Severintan will not be destroyed by us, at most, become a part of Alestale, and at that time, let's talk about these civilians."

Throw these chaotic thoughts out of your head, there is no room for sentimentality and kindness at the moment, and everything is not settled until victory really comes.

"You're right." The companion didn't say anything more, but took out a blank roll of map and paper, and used a pen to draw the terrain that Kevin had detected together, and marked on it suitable points for encampment and attack.

This information was transmitted by Kevin back to the barracks where Arestler's army had been assembled at the moment using a magic communication device

On the table of the officer in charge of command.

According to the map sent back by Kevin, several officers had some discussions, made tactical arrangements and plans for facing some unexpected situations, and conveyed the order.

Arestler's army was well organized and began their operations as orders were given layer by layer.

The cavalry units set out first with the baggage for camping, followed by the rest of the infantry, and the mage legions divided into two groups to follow the cavalry and infantry separately, using spells to help clear the way and increase speed.

With the help of orderly arrangement and extraordinary strength, within a day and a half, it was enough for Arestler's army to press to the gate of the kingdom of Seventan.

After the mighty army on the plain, it was followed by a carriage that looked a little simple and simple, and it did not follow the large army of infantry too quickly.

Poking his head out of the window, Father Fang, who had not been seen for a long time, glanced at Alestale's large number of troops and smiled with satisfaction.

"No matter what happens to the royal city, at least Arestler's army is still in good shape."

Garcia, who was sitting across the table in the carriage, also looked at the army that had gathered a large amount of Alestale's combat power, and was slightly worried in his heart.

"After all, this army is still missing something, teacher, and I will leave it to you when the time comes."

"Leave it to me, may the God of Light protect us."

Priest Fang retracted his naked sturdy upper body into the carriage, picked up the heavy Light Sacred Book on his waist, which was no different from the Meteor Hammer, and made a standard Cult of Light salute.