The next morning, with a hint of bleakness.

When the morning light was dyed red and the strong wind blew the thin clouds in the sky, the dense jungle outside Susar City, war horses neighed softly, stretched their hooves to spread the soft ground covering the fallen leaves.

The soldiers lowered their voices and joked nervously.

From time to time, the steel Regent Xisaiya heard the collision of spears and the faint sound of her armor. Even though she had a sharp hearing, her voice seemed hazy and blurry.

"The war is about to begin, so we should leave here as soon as possible." The old voice of the royal wizard Sandrakot sounded behind Cialisia.

Shisia looked back at the old wizard and found that he looked even more tired and thinner than yesterday.

This made her realize that the heavy damage suffered by the Royal Mage Yu Feilin Mokui in the battle was probably not as simple as she imagined.

Otherwise, as a wizard with a medium-level legend, he would not have been arranged here.

Indeed, he was not involved in this war.

Although he insisted on his position and tried to contribute to the defense of Susal City, Brian strongly demanded that he be held responsible for protecting her and the little king's safety.

"Memories will slowly fade over time, just like your favorite forest path, gradually becoming deserted."

"Aren't people just a bunch of memories? What's more precious than this that makes an elderly person feel a little warmth and joy when rummaging through his own memory pocket?"

Xisia recalled the almost helpless words that the Royal Mage said when he left Brian's room yesterday.

These words made her feel inexplicably sad and bitter.

After all, once the war is unfavorable, she will abandon the thousand-year imperial capital of the Kingdom of Cormier, and even the entire south of the kingdom. Under the protection of the royal wizard, she will take the little king to the city of Arabia in the north.

Beside Hisiah, in addition to the royal wizard Sandrakot, there are also his student Teresa and the pastor Kalena of the Church of the Earth, as well as ten Purple Dragon Knights.

"I can't leave at this time, as this will make the soldiers ahead mistakenly think that we have abandoned them." Xisiah stared through the gaps in the dense forest as she stared at the knights who looked like ghosts, galloping through her own sight, and she insisted on her opinion.

"I want the soldiers of the Kingdom of Cormier to know that their king is behind them and are witnessing them fighting bloody battles for the Kingdom."

"After all, what should come... it will come naturally, and no one can escape." She glanced at the little king who was held in Kalena's arms and whispered helplessly, "Just like the thousand-year curse of the kingdom... the evil spirit of disaster."

When the war came, Hiseya knew that it would mean death, perhaps the death of the old wizard... maybe it was her and the little king, and even Brian who commanded the war.

No one is safe in war, and anyone's life is in danger.

So Xisaiya didn't want to choose to escape. Since she could not participate in this war in person, she chose to wait here.

Whether it is victory, failure, or death, she will face it calmly.

This was what she and Brian agreed to him personally, and he did not strongly object to it.

"It will be fine, Hiseya." Brian smiled softly and said softly, "It's just a battle, don't be afraid."

Xisaiya also gave him a smile, "I have to become a fool first to be not afraid, Brian."

Her voice was equally gentle, "I have participated in countless battles, and personally, those past battles are far more difficult than this time. So don't worry, I will do everything I can to protect the Kingdom of Cormier without any fear."

The admiration filled his deep black eyes, and he smiled and said, "Please forgive me, you may have been through the battlefield for a long time, Ms. Regent."

She knew it was his words to comfort her, but for her, she still enjoyed endlessly.

She put away the smile on her face and said to him, "I pray that war will not make you and me cruel, but I will definitely not be unfamiliar with war. Whether it is victory or failure, I will always be waiting for you here."

"I haven't forgotten the responsibilities I shoulder," he said to her. "I will fight until the last moment. However, Shisiah Obaiszier, if it really comes to an irreversible situation, I will give priority to my own safety. After all, there are more upcoming dangers waiting for me."

The gratitude and the hope made Ciseya feel a little weak.

She looked up at Brian, his side face facing her, and the lines of her face seemed to be outlined by the artist, clean and straight.

But his eyes staring into the distance and his frown eyebrows betrayed his pretended calm and calm expression.

Even in the dark area, even facing the incarnation of the Demon Lord, he had never shown such a solemn expression.

As Brian left, Shisia watched him go away, her fingers tremblingly and bent, and she slowly covered her palms, as if she wanted to protect the parting kiss.

The war song sounded, the war drums sounded, and the orc troops marched into a unique music.

When the purple dragon raged to the imperial capital, they took down all the towns in the King's Forest area with lightning speed, and are now heading towards their next target.

At today's scale, their confidence has been thriving, almost roaring all the way south, as if they are worried that others will not feel their existence.

In addition to carrying many temporarily made and seized war equipment, many also brought some more terrifying spoils to remember this war of aggression, such as trolls and ogres, who seemed very happy to decorate themselves with their fingers and ears.

Susar has been preparing for this attack for many days, and the residents have spent countless sleepless nights for this. They have had countless nightmares of orcs breaking through the city gate like a tide.

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The beasts of the Storm Horn Mountains were hiding from them from afar, the hungry army was never picky about food, and the bisons and gazelles that dared to approach were cut off their heads and solved on the spot.

To the west of Susal, an army of large tribes such as ogres, trolls and hill giants lined up the teams in a narrow line, passing through the winding paths of the dusty swamp.

Even though there are tall mossy woods on both sides, the scorching sun still shines in through the gaps.

Two attack forces from the Forest of Kings and the Horn of Storm will meet in Susal City. They hope to meet successfully and completely crush Susal who is sandwiched in the middle.

Xisia waited patiently, listened quietly to the sound of the forest, and felt the cold wind floating through her hair.

Before we knew it, it was almost noon and the troops of both sides had not yet collided. Xisaiya couldn't help but worry secretly.

She was worried about which part of the problem was wrong.

Before Susal's army set off, Brian arranged for the Ranger Commander Bethrina to take the lead with 300 elite Rangers to take the lead, responsible for attracting the attention of the scouts placed around Susal City and covering the whereabouts of the main force.

"The gods Sidrien are here, I dare to guarantee my life. The orcs have absolutely not discovered our whereabouts. My ranger did not let any crow fly back to the King's Forest. My priest also used divine art to intercept all magical messengers. I personally used the divine art of evasion detection to temporarily isolate all explorations around me."

The Ranger Commander Bethrina, who held the battle bow, smiled gently, and her blue eyes dotted with golden light spots were chilling, making her feel so familiar.

"We met nearly a hundred orc scouts who came to check the abnormalities, but unfortunately they would never be able to go back and report the situation. The orc's "Great Sage" should send more talents instead of hiding in the forest to build useless catapults. In short, he was not sure where our main force was leaving the city."

"What is the size of the orcs' troops stationed in the Forest of Kings?" Bryan asked.

"It's more than I thought, about 25,000, and I live in three camps, scattered around the edge of the King's Forest." The Ranger said confidently:

"It is their only way to cut off the connection between Susal and the north. It seems that this great sage is not stupid, but it will also be their fatal weakness. Their wolf cavalry is about 2,000."

"The situation has changed, and the orcs' army is nearly three times ours." said the war lord Auglas. "It's obvious that they are all out."

"Good," Brian said calmly, "because of this, they lack two things, two things that are deadly."

"What is lacking?" Everyone looked at him one after another.

"Discipline and patience," Brian replied.

After the main force left the city, it quickly met with more than 4,000 people brought by Brian from the North.

Moreover, during the march, other new forces joined one after another, including several mercenary groups of good size, small lords and stragglers who lost their masters, as well as many adventurers who volunteered to join the battle.

What surprised Shisia the most was that Brian actually convinced the Goliaths in Skeleton Rock Town to join the expulsion battle, and they brought nearly a thousand Goliath warriors and druids.

At this moment, before the orcs' "Great Sage" noticed something strange, the army of the Kingdom of Cormier had completed the meeting and was ready to fight.

The decisive battle is coming.

Xisiah took the little king and watched Brian ride a war horse summoned from the outer plane.

As a spellcaster, by his side, many guards gathered naturally to ensure that he could release his spells with peace of mind.

In addition to the dragon vein sorcerer Salou and the ghostly magician in Mokou Town, there is also the consul from Tivanton, a tall and burly tiger man, Kutaige.

She was very familiar with the consul of Tivanton.

She can still remember deeply that whenever this funny tiger man came to Arab City to report the situation, he often shouted a slogan with a smile: Brave tiger, not afraid of difficulties.

This time, there are still no exceptions.

At that time, she would mischievously say: Brave tigers are all difficult.

This time, she chose to remain silent.

As for the magician Tifflin who was hiding in the shadows, wearing a black robe, unable to see his face clearly.

Not only did she feel strange, but every time she looked at his prism-shaped eyes, she seemed to feel like she was being stared at by a poisonous snake that would show its fangs at any time.

In response to this, she could only pray secretly, so that the orcs would also be afraid of the magician's eyes.

Moglan, the Paladin leader of the Arm Armor Cult, also volunteered to follow Bryan.

What surprised Hiseya the most was the spiritual leader in Skull Rock Town, a soul shaman with a strength of reaching the legendary realm.

But he looked too old, with a long white beard dragged to his knees and shrinking his thin body, no different from an old human being in his twilight years.

If it weren't for those sapphire-bright eyes, she even doubted whether the old shaman could raise his feet and walk.

Even so, Ciseya knew very well in her heart that in the face of a war shaman, the ancient green dragon, the eight orcs, the powerful eight demon generals, how much power these people have to fight back.

If it is really a critical moment of life and death, are these people enough? Can these tens of thousands of people really defeat the orc army?

"Chee—"

A faint bird song from afar interrupted the deepest concern in Xisia's heart.

The originally crisp and nice whispered sound in her ears seemed to have a cold blade slashing across her neck, making her hair suddenly appear and she couldn't help but shivering.

Time seemed to be the second when the birds sing, and the air around her frozen, allowing her to clearly hear her heartbeat.

"The orcs are coming." Kalena, who was holding the little king, whispered to her, and prayed in a devout manner, "May God Earth be with us."

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