Chapter 316 Before the War
On the endless flat snowfield, two wide rivers meet together, flowing slowly, watering the fertile black soil.

It was September at the time, and although the weather had turned cold, the river had not yet frozen, with only some accumulated ice floating on the surface.

These are the Inaki River and the Ollur River. After the ancestors of the Scandinavians migrated to the Anzeta Wilderness, they built cities along these two rivers and eventually formed the United Kingdom of the North. Therefore, they are also regarded as the "mother rivers" of the entire Scandinavian civilization.

There is also a rather strange legend. It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the winter goddess Auril had sex with a huge stone giant named "Inaki", which eventually gave birth to the Anzeta Wasteland, a "land without spring" shrouded in cold winds all year round and filled with rocky mountains. The two rivers were named after this and have been passed down to this day.

But this is just the fantasy of ignorant mortals.

In the southern part of the Okagra Plain, there are coalition fortifications and busy soldiers everywhere, including many players.

Just as the soldiers were busy, a familiar voice sounded again, and the shadow of a man with noble temperament and handsome face appeared in the army.

"In fact, you have no reason to fight for them, to die for them."

"And I, as a king, in the name of Cassius, the King of Ashes"

As the voice echoed, the soldiers involuntarily put down the work at hand and turned their attention to the "speech". The shadow and the voice seemed to have some kind of magic.

"Fuck, he's really handsome—"

"I'm going to rebel."

"Is this the human form of Cassius next door? Love it, this face is simply a work of art. The authorities really understand."

"I'm sorry, Duke Leo, you're a good man, but His Majesty Cassius smells so good."

"I've made up my mind! I'm going to surrender later!"

"Ahhh, I have become a prisoner of His Majesty Cassius."

"The players in the Kingdom camp eat too well."

Female players, and even some male players, began to talk, and they didn't even try to hide it.

Hearing these outrageous words, Count Trischka, who was supervising the army, twitched his mouth slightly, but he was already accustomed to treating the words of these "Starfallers" as farts.

After the arrival of a large number of players, the Principality of Bosk, which was in urgent need of strength, naturally noticed these "unexpected factors". Count Leo also began to try to absorb these immortal "Starfallers". There are now more than 5,000 such people in the coalition.

After all, even after the publicity, nearly half of the players did not choose North Wind Castle as their spawn point.

Trischka strode forward and pierced the magic crystal with one sword, causing the bewitching shadow to disappear completely. He had done this countless times, as the wyverns would often drop these things.

"Don't listen to the evil dragon's temptation!"

"Anyone found hiding crystals will be killed!"

Telischka stomped hard on the debris on the ground and spoke loudly.

"No! My Lord Cassius!!"

"Alas, I can't seduce my eyes again."

"Happy times are always short-lived."

"This NPC is so annoying, can you please ask him to go away?"

"Next time we see something good like this, we'll pick it up first and take it to our base to have a look at it secretly, hehe."

The players' disappointed voices rose one after another, still without paying any attention to Trischka who was right next to them.

Suddenly, veins popped up on Trischka's forehead, and he tried hard to suppress the urge to execute those Starfallers.

"Ignore these rude people."

"We must first report to the Duke and discuss countermeasures."

He thought so with a serious expression.

The messenger who fled hastily from the front line rode at full speed and brought a message that the eastern and western defense lines had completely collapsed and the coalition forces led by Loren had been completely wiped out. The situation was not optimistic and they were the last hope of the North.

Fortunately, the allies this time are more reliable than ever. In the tent, the particularly gloomy voice of Grand Duke Leo sounded.

"what?"

"A large-scale rebellion broke out in the Holy Fadlan Empire? Did Count Fabric leave without saying goodbye?"

"My Lord, this is how it should be."

"Their spellcaster opened a portal and should have left Anzeta directly and headed for the territory of the Fadlan Empire. They won't be able to come back in a short time."

"Damn it! Why is this happening!"

Grand Duke Leo slammed the table in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

You must know that the divine earl himself is of legendary strength, plus the legion he brought from Fadlan, this is definitely an indispensable force in the "Anti-Red Dragon Alliance".

In his mind, its importance is even higher than the armies of all the northern countries combined.

However, with the rebellion, the earl and his legion left without saying goodbye, and the coalition lost an important force.

Grand Duke Leo stared at the parchment map on the table, clenched his fists, and whispered:

"Fortunately, we can still rely on the Silver Dragon Elder and Asmo from Mount Heaven."

"In the Battle of Stratford, the red dragon will definitely come in person."

"As long as we kill him, there will be hope."

"The thousand-year-old foundation of the North can also be preserved."

When the Grand Duke's emotions had completely calmed down, Count Trischka spoke up, "Your Excellency the Duke, I'm here to report the intelligence."

"come in."

Archduke Leo looked at him and asked tiredly:
"Tell me, what's the situation at the front?"

Telischka observed the prince's expression, hesitated for a moment, and then replied in a low voice: "The situation at the front is very bad."

But Archduke Leo was unexpectedly not angry, and just continued to ask:

"How bad is it?"

"The 'First Line of Defense' coalition led by Loren was completely annihilated, and the two lines of defense of the Principality of Carter and the Principality of Fano on the left and right were also completely breached. This is all the information we know."

Grand Duke Leo seemed to have anticipated this. He just nodded slightly and did not feel sad at all for the death of his second son.

To him, so-called offspring are like consumables.

This is Leo Bossk. He is the hero who once led the Principality of Bossk to revive. He is also a hero who fought against monster invasions. He is also a pure political creature. There is no contradiction in this.

"What a bunch of useless trash."

"But at least they played a role and helped us tie down some of the Burning Embers' troops. All these sacrifices were worth it."

Leo Bosque looked down at the map. He drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at the Okagra Plain in the center.

"Next, the fate of the United Kingdom of the North, and even the fate of the entire Anzeta, will depend on this upcoming war."

“You will be victorious”

“It has always been like this.”

Telischka, standing beside him, murmured in agreement.

Duke Leo shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not us who will decide the victory of this war, but those powerful beings."

He opened the tent curtain and looked out at the sky. It seemed that some kind of power was accumulating in the thick clouds...

(End of this chapter)