Chapter 324 -247 The Beginning of the Battle
“Your Highness Cassius, let us go with you.”
“That old Silver Dragon is cunning and deceitful, capable of ambushing you with his apprentices and minions!”
The Blue Dragon clung to Cassius’s forepaw, pleading stubbornly.
In the meantime, Christina didn’t forget to turn her head and provocatively glance at the White Dragon scurrying behind Cassius.
“Rua!”
“Bitch Dragon, are you trying to provoke me? Do you think you’re worthy to touch the master?”
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Tiniya arched her body like a frenzied cat, spreading her wings and growling angrily at the Blue Dragon.
But this reaction was exactly what the Blue Dragon was hoping for.
Christina sneered and said mercilessly,
“See, Your Highness should have reliable allies like us, not a stupid beast like the White Dragon who can’t even control her basic emotions.”
“Mmm…”
The White Dragon let out a low growl from her throat, her expression becoming more ferocious.
She yearned to tear the foul-mouthed Blue Dragon apart, but she couldn’t find the words to retort.
If she really charged forward—
That would only prove the Blue Dragon right.
If that caused the master to reject or detest her, leading to her falling out of favor later on, it would be a huge loss.
“One day, I’ll tear her mouth apart.”
At this thought, Tiniya swallowed hard, silently holding her anger in her heart.
With impatience, Cassius shook off the Blue Dragon, mercilessly throwing her to the ground:
“Fine, I’ve agreed. You can come along, for Her Majesty the Dragon Queen’s sake.”
“But without my orders, you are not to act on your own.”
“Yes, Your Highness Cassius!”
“It is our honor to serve you.”
Christina quickly got up from the ground, saying ecstatically.
These days, she had used every trick, ignoring the Blue Dragon’s dignity, and finally made the cold-shouldered Red Dragon relent a bit.
But since she had found an opening…
Could she push her advantage further?
With this in mind, Christina’s thoughts wandered, her eyes sparkling.
With a seductive voice, she said,
“Since you have agreed to this, then Her Majesty’s decree…”
“Get lost.”
All she heard was Cassius’s cold voice.
Without hesitation, he spread his wings and flew away, leaving the Blue Dragon disconcerted in the wind.
“What a tactless fellow.”
“But… I seem to smell rain, kind of like the stench on those Silver Dragons.”
“How strange, is it just my imagination?”
Christina looked up at the scarlet figure flying swiftly like a comet across the sky. After a moment of gritting her teeth, she spread her wings and followed from a distance.
Twelve more Blue Dragons appeared successively behind Christina, forming an imposing squad.
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The cold wind howled, and snowflakes drifted down.
The Inaki and Olvir Rivers still flowed peacefully, snowflakes merging into their icy waters.
The northern wind brought more snow to the Okaglar Plains, while soldiers on the river banks were still busy, digging trenches and building bunkers, nervously preparing for the upcoming battle.
But the players paid little attention, some even hummed merrily, as if the fate of the Northland had nothing to do with them.
Many players couldn’t help but look up, quietly admiring the snowy landscape.
“What a beautiful snow scene…”
“Seeing this scenery, it’s worth it even if the game’s progression is slow.”
“Yeah.”
“Huh? Weird, I think I hear music.”
“And I feel like it’s kind of familiar, like ‘Empire of Angels’?”
“Does this game have that BGM?”
“Also, do you feel the ground trembling?”
“Is it an earthquake?”
“No, look over there—”
With the players and soldiers’ exclamations, a massive army appeared in the distance.
Both the sky and the ground were occupied by the Ashes’ army, the once snowy plain now swarmed with a patchwork flood.
A swarm of Bipedal Wyverns approached like dense black clouds, their chaotic wings overshadowing half the sky.
On the ground, gigantic armored Ground Dragon Beasts advanced slowly, each step causing the earth to tremble, akin to forming small mountain ranges on the plain.
Great Goblins and Tieflings, armed with brand-new rifles, marched in unison. Behind them, the Ogres dragged heavy cannons, exhaling heavily but with eyes full of excitement.
The Dragon Sanctuary Holy Knights, carrying giant shields, gathered, surrounded by a scarlet aura that seemed ready to ignite the very air.
Rhythmic drumming continued, and grand music played by the Half-Goat People military band resonated on the vast plains like the melody of destiny, intensifying the atmosphere before the impending battle.
Separated by the two great rivers, the soldiers and Northern Nobles gazed at the formidable army in shock, some even fainting on the spot.
“Gods…”
“How could there be such an army?”
“This… this isn’t what the intel indicated.”
“How are we supposed to defeat such a force?”
But the army gathered on the Okaglar Plains, comprising the absolute elite of the Northland, maintained their basic morale even under such overwhelming pressure, avoiding mass desertion.
Among the fifty thousand soldiers here, most were private troops of various Northern Nobles, with some being Escort Knights who had served their lords for generations, sharing their fates and deeply entwined with the nobility’s interests.
Even in surrender, their fate wouldn’t improve.
Hence, the soldiers here were remarkably steadfast.
Despite multiple rounds of “Cassius speeches,” only a little over a hundred had defected or deserted. This was commendable, considering Roland’s forces had seen two-thirds flee.
Duke Leo looked at the distant enemy forces, raised his Great Sword, and roared with a lion’s might,
“They’re just a bunch of savage, crude Monsters!”
“Soldiers, remember! We Scania people are invincible!”
“Moreover, we have even more powerful allies who will crush them!”
With his words, the Divine Descendant Asmo from Heavenly Mountain brandished his Radiance Silver Sword.
Cloud Giants, Pegasi, Feathered Serpents, Heavenly Giant Eagles, Roc Feather Angels, and Justice Envoys took to the sky over the southern shore, confronting the Bipedal Wyverns and Chimeras across the river.
Stalwart Shield Envoys, Armored Guards, Sacred Lions, Elven Druids, and others filled the southern shoreline, lending an air of majesty to the ground troops.
These reinforcements from Heavenly Mountain and the Druid Groves, though numbering only in the hundreds, were powerful and mysterious. Their individual strength surpassed even the Dragonblood Nobility of the Ashen Kingdom.
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The presence of these extraordinary reinforcements greatly boosted the morale of the Allied Forces’ humans.
“For the Boske Duchy!” echoed across the southern shore.