Today is an extremely special day for the Hasting Empire. In this vast and rich hot land in the northwest, in this country that constantly creates miracles, after spending nearly a hundred years of peace, they finally usher in a Patriotic War that will be recorded in history forever, facing the millions of invading armies of the Albas Empire.

The cold spring breeze is still whistling, and thick clouds are pressing over the entire city of St. Valentine, and the joyful and brightness of yesterday is not seen. At this moment, the mood of the people of the imperial capital is not affected by such bad weather at all, because here, the world-famous Saint Valentine Central Square is grandly holding the expedition ceremony for the Patriotic War.

Here, countless imperial flags are flying all over the sky. There is almost no gap in this magnificent square that can accommodate more than half a million people. Except for the central area where the ceremony is required, it is filled with blood-boiled Hasting people.

At this time, all members of the Hasting royal family, all the cardinals of the Holy Church, including the Pope's Crown, all the important nobles in the entire empire, and foreign guests who came to participate in the expedition ceremony were standing on the rostrum. They had just finished reviewing the representatives of the empire's expedition army. These representatives were the best soldiers in each expedition army, the core elites of the empire, and the inheritors of Hasting's spirit of fighting spirit. They are now standing in the center of the rostrum in full arms, with as many as 80,000 people.

"Next, please invite our most respected Emperor of the Hasting Empire, His Majesty, and Ricardo XI, to deliver an important speech on the ceremony!" The imperial minister, Duke Anfield, was the host of the ceremony. As soon as he finished speaking, the majestic figure of His Majesty the Emperor appeared on the screen of dozens of specially made and huge image recorders on the square. The recorder is one of the highest masterpieces of the combination of witchcraft and alchemy technology, which ensures that everyone in the square can see and hear clearly.

"Dear Pope's Crown, honorable guests from all countries, and all Hasting people, here I would like to first thank the Pope's Crown for the prayer ceremony just now. The grace of God is so great that the supreme glory has been protecting Hasting's nearly eight hundred years of storm. Our faith is indestructible and unshakable. I pray to God again that any invading enemy who dares to humiliate Hasting will pay an unbearable price!"

"Victory! Victory! Victory!" The people shouted the strongest, the earth shook and the mountains rushed straight into the sky.

"Everyone knows that at this moment three days ago, our army that had set out to fight had achieved a brilliant victory and wiped out nearly 300,000 vanguard troops of the shameless Albas Empire. I tell you again that this is just the beginning, kill the soldiers of the empire!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"What you don't know is that the empire almost missed this brilliant victory. The cruelty of the Albasians is far beyond our imagination. We sacrificed many warriors, and they will never come back. I have always warned everyone to be prepared for danger in times of peace. There is no eternal peace and strength in this world. If we want to protect the land we love, the peace we love is only for ourselves. Pride and underestimate the enemy is a taboo, but we are still lazy. Here, I want to solemnly warn the soldiers who go to the war to win, not be arrogant and not discouraged from losing. This is the inheritance of our great spirit and the foundation of our faith. We must never relax!"

"Abide by the order!"

"All the warriors of Hasting, after the ceremony, we will embark on the journey of defending the country. Before we set out, all our citizens will finally be grateful to a country and a young man who is only seventeen years old."

"The Principality of Saxony, a small principality with an area of ​​less than one-twentieth of Hasting, has been protecting the most dangerous north of the empire since the founding of Hasting. They have sacrificed generations of tribesmen to defeat countless invading terrifying enemies. This has led to the glory of our Hasting for nearly eight hundred years and the glory of our world history. They will always be an indispensable part of the Hasting family and will always be our most reliable allies. We are grateful to you, Hasting is with you!"

"Together! Together! Together!" Grand Duke Manstein's eyes were filled with tears, and his right hand stroked his chest and bowed deeply to the entire people of the empire. Nothing is more glorious than such a moment. This is the glory written by a thousand-year battle.

"Ditma Manstein, the grandson of the Grand Duke of Saxony, is a young man who is still a child in my eyes. He conquered the world with his great musical talent. The people of the empire are also more aware that with his intelligent mind, he turned the tide, saved the arrogant Hasting many times and saved the lives of millions of people in the beautiful city of Fran."

"He said that he would give me a great gift in this war of advancement. He always said that he would do his best. Now I also give this precious gift to all the people of the empire. Without Ditma, there would be no glorious victory, and the warriors would not have sacrificed in vain. Please give the Duke of Anfield to everyone's live situation, and I also want to see what kind of scene it is!"

"As for your order, your Majesty!"

In the quiet square, all the large screens suddenly turned black, and then a flash of light appeared on it, and a gorgeous magical font like mercury was slowly appearing:

I only wrote this song titled "Victory" to pay tribute to Long Mian. The legion is located and it is invincible.

——Ditma Manstein

Suddenly, accompanied by the first boiling note leaping, a snow eagle in the extreme north appeared in the sight of everyone in the square. It was a symbol of Saxony. Its eyes were sharp and elegant. It stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain overlooking the earth. Suddenly, its wings shook, and he soared in the sky, flew through the mysterious silver-white wilderness of Saxony, passed the magnificent city of St. Valentine, and passed the picturesque western wilderness, and stopped on the airship of the Dragon Mile Legion.

There are only more than twenty ferocious airships of the Dragon Mile Legion here, opposite the enemy ships and Rhine Rebels airships of more than five times the opposite.

Kakalot and Caitlin appeared in the picture. Their commander ship was at the front of all Longmian airships. They stood at the front of the airships, without any fear or timidity. Kakalot's glasses were so handsome that they exploded at this moment. He said nothing, only waved his hand. Suddenly, the music of the music suddenly became violent, and everyone in the square felt their hearts twitching.

The violent artillery attack, the extremely cool group airship operation, and the flying brigade of the Royal Wizards Flying in the sky, each attack and defense are so wonderful that it is the fleet of ten thousand people is like one person controlling it. This is the masterpiece of the peak of the ship commander and the art of war. In a moment, the intact Dragon Mile ship legion slowly passed through the violently exploded and burning enemy ships, leaving the more than a hundred enemy ships slowly falling behind him, causing extreme visual impact.

"Hahaha, Ditma, my brother, it's your turn, let the trash die!" Kakalot's blonde hair was flying in the wind, calmly stroked his glasses, with absolute confidence on his face. This was his only line in the picture.

The picture turns, and in the symphony of blood boiling blood, the high-pitched soprano burst out in the tragic tragedy. This is the Heidi Hills coastline, the last darkness before dawn. The Imperial Army and the Albass Pioneer Army fought wildly together, fighting endlessly, and the endless sea of ​​people at the end, soldiers fell down at all times, and people stood up to fight with serious injuries.

Suddenly, the powerful Mela Legion commander released the last shocking extreme ice control magic in the sky, and then quickly fell from the sky due to overdrawing of physical strength. Fortunately, nearby wizards arrived in time to rescue them. This spell defended the extremely terrifying red flame shock wave of the enemy who looked like a monster on the opposite side, otherwise the Imperial Army might have been finished.

This terrifying old monster laughed wildly in the sky, obviously still having enough strength, and the Imperial Army was gradually shrinking by the extremely cruel enemy, but no one took a step back. There was only the Imperial Army that died in battle.

Jonas had been fighting with the red-skinned monster on the opposite side who was more than two meters long and nearly three meters for a night. His eyes were blurred and he fell to the ground with one knee. He might die, but he had no regrets.

It was dawn, and all the Imperial soldiers were injured and were in danger. The picture continued in the tragic state, but for some reason, all the Imperial soldiers and enemies stopped and looked at the hills in the distance.

Rumble! The picture suddenly flew to the sky, and the burning and bursting music ushered in the final climax, and I finally saw it clearly! It was the wild charge of the Dragon Mian Heavy Clothes Army!

The warriors of Dragon Mid are now like arrows running wildly on the ground, nothing can stop the footsteps of the crazy dragon horse. The three people in the front of the legion are so eye-catching. Ditma rides the largest dragon horse, wearing terrifying dragon armor, holding a big sword, and not wearing a helmet. Behind them are Fred and the petite woman with a hood. The three of them are rushing faster and faster, and soon they can't see clearly, leaving the large army behind, even the black lightning is just like this.

Suddenly, the woman behind Ditma lifted her hood, and Lolita's blond hair flew with the flow. Her blue eyes flashed, and her whole person turned into a black crow flying all over the sky and spread out, instantly condensed and appeared above the center of the battlefield. She stretched out her hands, and the wild light compressed into the palm of her hand, and finally was completely released, just like the super-large electric column of the strategic weapon plasma cannon poured out from her hand. No enemy survived wherever she passed, and instantly turned into coke.

Ditma also arrived. Because of Lolita, he did not activate his blood talent. He flew up from the dragon horse with the force. The burning black flames all over his body were like a demon coming to the world, smashing into the enemy's central army in an extremely wild manner.

"Boom!" The strong shock wave carried the Black Flame Storm, spreading wildly in all directions with Ditma as the center. Such an attack was even more terrifying. Wherever Black Flame passed, the enemy who was stunned by the first step was not even ashes left. The spreading range exceeded several hundred meters, and a vacuum zone was directly formed around Ditma. It was estimated that nearly 10,000 enemies would die in one attack.

Ditma's second attack came faster. He did not stop, and stepped on the collapsed earth, jumped into the air at a speed like teleportation, and was a sword against the old monster who was preparing to set off a fire move. The sword technique "Sudden Thousand Years" that Ditma used in the previous assassination of the imperial capital was released. This time, there was no control. The old monster of the god envoy disappeared without a soldier from a phalanx legion just below, leaving only a sword mark of more than a hundred meters on the ground.

This series of battles was just a moment ago. The main force of the Dragon Milling Legion plunged into the enemy's formation under Fred's first charge. The entire legion shone through the cold fighting spirit. Wherever he passed, there was no one-union enemy. With one wave of charge, he crossed horizontally across all the enemy's areas, completely tore the enemy's psychological defense line, and the overall situation was settled.

The music that made the blood burn gradually calmed down, the soprano's voice disappeared, and the war was over.

All the enemies died on the battlefield, and they could not see the edge at first sight. Every warrior who could still move easily came back. He held the terrifying war god of Lolita in one hand and performed a kneeling ceremony on one knee. This is the highest etiquette of the soldiers, expressing respect and worship for Ditma. Ditma was the only one standing on the battlefield. This is the last picture of the entire big screen.

As a result, it wasn't over yet. The screen had just been dark for a few seconds and someone actually spoke. Lolita must have secretly played tricks when Ditma was not paying attention.

"Jonas, I said you won't be blind!"

"Your sister, Ditma, curse me, hurry up and help me up. Fight with this red stupid donkey all night. It would be strange if you don't look dazzled."

"Hahaha, if Mrs. Mela doesn't help me, I will help you. Fight with the stupid donkey for the whole night. Are you not a stupid donkey yourself?"

"...You're so fucking bad-mouthed, are you still human?"

"Just kidding, I have experienced the legend of my poisonous mouth."

"Hahaha, my Ditma, your Majesty and the teacher heard it was about to curse."

"Fred, no one in the Legion was injured, right?"

"No, don't worry! I'll let them save the Imperial Army."

"Great! Come on, brothers, I'm going to hold a concert in the camp in a few days. I haven't tried a bunch of new songs, and I can't even come? There are not many free opportunities!"

"Damn, the camp is going to explode. Are you waiting for Your Majesty?"

"When he gets fucked, he will come, but if he can't catch up, there is nothing he can do. I am a charity actor to express my condolences to the warriors of the Imperial Army."

“…It’s so important to pay attention!”

"Ditma, you didn't write songs for other women, did you?"

"And ask! The devil keeps his word and will never write except you."

"Hehehe..."

"How could I feel so terrified when I hear your laughter!"

"You will know then! Hehehe!"

Ditma is a hacked person, the whole world will know that a black-hearted woman can't afford to offend...

The square was silent, and the Pope's Crown was so excited that his eyes were wet. But when he came like this, he almost laughed and screamed. He looked at the emperor with gloating and asked you to cheat me, hehe, who can cheat you finally come, God bless you, mercy, hahaha.

Ricardo wanted to be shady, but he really couldn't get rid of it! Hundreds of thousands of people were staring at him. He planned to go to the front line to make this kid look good, but this kid is so fucking awesome.

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!..." The people of the vast empire were completely shocked. Have you ever heard such a great war song, have you ever seen such a wild battle, and have never heard of a warrior who dared to break into hundreds of thousands of people, like a warrior who entered a no-man's realm. What else can this be if he is not a God of War?

The whole city was yelling with mountains and tsunamis, and the sound of the sky broke out. Ditma used a wild jump and a shocking sword to penetrate the entire enemy. This scene will surely be remembered by the world, and this great war song will surely be circulated in every corner of the world.
Chapter completed!