The omnipotent innate spiritual treasure, the firewood knife, was already hovering above Lu Xi. But at this time, the other girl who made this firewood knife look like was far away in the wilderness of the Holy Auckland Empire, thousands of kilometers away from Black Mangcheng.

This field is divided in half by the Rainbow River, the largest tributary of the Grona River. The meadows on both sides of the bank are densely covered with a species of alfalfa called "spear orchid", which is named after the fact that its flowers resemble spears. The plant had a short growth cycle and could take root both at the water's edge and in the forest, and soon became the dominant plant in the plains, making its name a local name as well. Due to its rich nutritional value, it is easy and convenient to grow, making it very suitable as feed for livestock. So, in the glorious 1178, the "Sun King" Gaius designated the most fertile land in the Gun Lan Plain as a military ranch under the banner of the Forbidden Army of the Oakland Empire. At its peak, more than 100,000 war horses were raised here, making great contributions to the reorganization and expansion of the Central Forbidden Army.

Of course, it was the midsummer of 1225, fifty years later, and the great man who founded the royal ranch of the Lancer Field had left the world. And its next owner was officially decided 12 hours ago.

The hot monsoon wind blew through the grass of the plains, causing the spear-shaped alfalfa flowers to ripple one after another, like the spears of soldiers lined up in order. In such a sultry season, there was a turbid air flow in the air, wrapped in a thick smell of blood, lingering in everyone's nostrils.

A knight dressed in Auckland-style carved plate armor with the crest of the Battle Angel embroidered on his lock and cape, rode on a tall Auckland Perling warhorse. Running along the trail in the wilderness. Born in the north, the hardy Perrin warhorse doesn't seem to like such a hot climate. The swollen nasal cavity has been "whirring" and spewing out a cloudy white gas.

The horses carried the knights through the narrow mountain passes. Soon they came to a small hill. More than 100 female knights stood on the hill, all dressed in delicate Saint Laurent Knights, and the insignia of the Knights of the Forbidden Army of Auckland glittered in the dazzling sunlight. The huge battle flag of the black rose of the holy spring on a blue background stood at the top of the hill, and the summer wind also whirred.

The knight jumped off his horse a few dozen meters from the front of the banner and strode up. Under the banner, a girl wearing gold and silver armor and a blue spring coat of arms rode a tall horse with a snow-white coat and a stunning face. The corners of her mouth are smiling, but her eyebrows and eyes are full of majesty and solemnity, like a mortal Valkyrie. This noble lady, whether facing enemies or subordinates, will have such a "relaxed" smile, but in fact, today, when the "Sun King" passed away, there is only one person left in the world who can see her real smile.

"I hope you're calling me with good news. Pahlavier. "Holy Auckland Imperial Princess, Duke of Calgary, Katerina? Yevna? Sanskrit? Dimahia stood on top of her horse and said in a clear voice.

The knight stood tall in front of her. He gave a military salute, and then reported in a very fast voice: "Your Highness, the Noble Coalition has been completely broken up under the blows of the Young Guards. The Marquis of Hañel and the Marquis of Kassandal had been killed, and the rest of the nobles who had surrendered exceeded 1,000. Until now. Your army has all crossed the Rainbow River, and the 5th and 9th Corps under the command of Lord Gorross and Lord Daeron have entered the borders of Hering Province. Other than that. Duke Jon's army is confronting Duke Eufflik's army after forcing down the Marquis of Clare and Marquis Tilier in the Province of the East Valley. ”

"Good news!" The princess of Auckland nodded, but she didn't have much excitement: "Duke Jon can retreat, turn around and cross the Cavell River and Boktur Gorge from the east, and make peace with us under the city of Herring." ”

"Your Highness...... If Duke Jon retreats, Duke Uverick of Eagle City will be able to attack our flanks with ease, and even cut off our supply lines to Winterfell. "Behind Her Royal Highness the world's number one princess, the chief female knight with long silver hair and bangs, Serbellia? Brace whispered.

"If that old vulture had the courage to do so, he would not hesitate to fight with me on the first day of my army, and of course, he might have sent me a letter of allegiance and allegiance." Her Royal Highness, the world's number one princess, let out a distinct sneer through her nose. She is now evaluating the head of the Empire's oldest gate lordship noble, Duke Eufrik, the patriarch of the Stormkod family in Eagle City, and the Duke Jon of the Stockka family in terms of generation and age, and the current Prime Minister of the Empire, the Duke of Tyrion of the Lancaster family, but her words still lack even the slightest respect.

"It's a pity that he didn't do anything. So my evaluation of him plummeted. Now the situation has been tilted in my favor, and he does not dare to go to war against me when I tend to be unfavorable, and even less so now. To put it bluntly, this guy just wants to find a suitable opportunity to be a wall-to-wall again, exactly the same as the choices of their Stormcord ancestors. Until Uncle Iken and I settle the decisive victory, there is no way he'll make any real progress. ”

"We have been victorious, Your Highness." Another female knight chief, Karin's personal female officer, Onia, couldn't help but add.

"That means our victory is not brilliant enough." Karin looked at her nominal personal officer, her actual cousin and best friend, and smiled: "Actually, I don't want Uncle Iken to mobilize his supporters to bring me food like adding fuel to my ranks, and it's best to gather all his forces in one go." In this way, I can solve it all at once, saving time and trouble. Her Royal Highness the First Princess of the World's lake-blue pupils suddenly flashed a fleeting crimson, shining brightly. Her tone seemed so natural that she didn't seem to bother to consider any possibility of failure.

"It only takes one victory like this, whether it is the old vulture in Eagle Helm City or the eldest sister in Dragon Castle who smirks every day, they will make a wise decision. All in all, the city of Herring is the only place where my uncle and I will fight. ”

"In this way, in addition to the 100,000 noble coalition troops that are said to have gathered in the Radiant City, there are more than 100,000 forbidden troops...... Moreover, we must also take into account the strength of the Duke of Lancaster. According to sources, the Duke of Tyrion had returned to Castle Rock three days earlier, and the forces of the West were also gathered. If the Duke of Tyrion suddenly rises up at the foot of Herring, the Duke of Tyrion will put the whole army in a very disadvantageous situation, whether it is to attack Winterfell directly and cut off our rear route, or to cross the sea from the west to flank us. ”

"If Uncle Iken can really completely control the forbidden army, I may have eloped with some black-bellied little magician to save my life now......"

"Your Highness, please don't make such jokes!" Onia said loudly.

"So, Onia, you really lack a sense of humor, and if you look at Valleville and Serbellia, they're much more calm than ever."

"That's because I'm used to it." Serbellia sighed: "And I think that Your Highness, you are at least half sincere. ”

"I'm a foreigner after all, and I'm not very proficient in Auckland, let alone understand such a sophisticated joke." Paleville, who is from the southern continent of Sosnes, but is fluent in Auckland, Virgian and Fanya Elves, spread his hands helplessly, as if I was a rough man and I didn't know anything.

"If that black-bellied dwarf uncle really would be Uncle Iken's beloved sister-in-law, Grandfather Huang would not have given him the 'Imperial Hand' scepter in the first place." Karin continued.

"Ah, just changing the subject as if nothing happened!" Onia sighed wordlessly.

"Besides, Valleville, what I brought to my attention, is there any new information coming now?"

"Even if it is Tongguò Xinying, it will take more than ten days to get here from Heiman City. According to the news confirmed last time, the combined forces of the undead and orcs seem to have suffered a lot under the Black Man City, and the city shows no signs of being breached for the time being. Vallever pondered for a moment and looked at the eyes of the lord, but the other party's eyes did not change, and immediately continued: "But so far, except for the first battle in which he defeated the scouts of the orc front army with fewer victories, there is no Lu Xi for the time being?" The deeds of the master of Belencaster are particularly active. ”

"That means that Xiao Lu Xi is brewing something particularly interesting." Karin smiled charmingly, and even rubbed the reins between her fingers: "I won't be surprised if you sue me next time that the Black Duke has already been killed by him." ”

The henchmen of Her Royal Highness the World's No. 1 Princess present looked at each other, and the two knight captains, Serbellia and Onia, who knew Lu Xi, showed complicated expressions.

"Well, then, it's time for us to cross the river. Depart, and go to the city of Herin to make peace with the Young Guards. The world's No. 1 princess shook the reins and was the first to run to the pontoon bridge that had been built over the river down the mountain. Behind her, more than a hundred knights followed, and the huge Battle Banner of the Black Rose of the Holy Spring was unfurled in the wind.

An hour later, Her Royal Highness the World's First Princess and her female knight guards had already stepped onto the pontoon bridge across the Rainbow River. At his side, tens of thousands of troops belonging to the "Empress Faction" were waiting in line to cross the river, as the Black Rose Battle Banner passed in front of them. The battle-hardened warriors raised their weapons and shouted a mixture of adoration and longing to their female commanders.

The best and most direct way for a leader, even a female leader, to gather the hearts of the army is to lead them to successive victories. Her Royal Highness, the world's No. 1 princess, seems to have done a good job. (To be continued......)