Tens of thousands of soldiers walked into battle either nervously or nervously, and after crossing the hillside, the city in the distance appeared in front of them, but it was by no means close, and even in their eyes, the city looked like a small black lump only half their body high.

The scouts held up their binoculars to observe the enemy soldiers pouring out from behind the city gates, and they could only see the crowd walking out, but they could not see what kind of armor the crowd was wearing, nor what their banners were.

Click......

Unlike the sergeants who had to go on foot, Krylov III had already put on a mage robe that was easy to move around, rode a white steed, and walked up the hill with his head held high.

Behind Krylov III, the nobles, who no longer had flattering smiles on their faces, nervously steered their horses from side to side, and these docile horses carried a few overweight nobles up the hill, and behind them, there were already several deep horseshoe prints.

Even these nobles didn't dare to talk and laugh at this time, originally before the royal army was defeated, even if they went to the battlefield, they still looked like hippie smiles.

But then, the royal army suffered a setback under the onslaught of some 'militias who are not afraid of death', so that these nobles, who had thought that the battlefield was a place where they could play at will, suddenly lost the courage to do so.

Even some nobles would pretend to be sick, just in order not to follow Krylov III to observe the situation on the battlefield, on the grounds of 'sickness', they escaped many times, but this time, they could not escape again.

As mage nobles, they believe that the protection they carry can withstand the stray arrows, and as long as they don't go up to their deaths, they will stay in the rear without accidents.

Can...... But are the lives of these nobles comparable to those of the untouchables?

If it weren't for the coercion of Krylov III, they would not have chosen to go to war at such a time - even if only in the safe rear!

Because of the disregard of Krylov III, many nobles thought so indignantly.

Except for a part of the army used as a mobile force and escort, the rest of the army will be pressed on this battlefield, whether it is the army of the royal family, or the army of the major nobles, or the 'mage regiment', all the troops will be pressed!

Even the mercenaries behind them, who were slow and walking as if they were moving, if they did not refuse to fight, then they would all join the battlefield.

Kings, nobles, and high-ranking generals will stand on the hillside, watching a war that is destined to kill many people – the war that will determine the 'kingship'!

Whether Abner Elfaro won the crown and ascended to the throne, or whether Krylov III seized the throne and beheaded him, it depended on the outcome of this battle.

After reaching the hillside, Krylov III dismounted, the horse is just an insurance, if he is defeated and has to retreat, he will not be able to run far with the [teleportation], once he disappears in front of the soldiers, then the morale of the army has almost collapsed, and it will be difficult to revive the morale.

If he were just a man, then it would not be a problem to run away in any way, but he was a 'king', and once a king lost the hearts of the people, then his ambitions would also be burned, and if he was to face such an end, then Krylov III might as well die!

He looked out at the city in the distance, and he believed that Alberta Elfaro was like him, standing on the walls and looking at him.

Krylov III did not expect that the decisive battle would come so quickly, and even caught him a little off guard.

He didn't dare to take 'victory' as a low-hanging fruit, although it was a bit old-fashioned, but the Marquis of Elfaro was called the 'eagle', and his methods were very old-fashioned, and many people who had calculated him would be calculated by him, and in the end he would always end up in a middle-of-the-road situation, and it was impossible to rise again.

In the past few months, Krylov III felt that he had grown more than before, and that the pride and complacency of the past had disappeared.

However, this does not mean that his edges and corners have been smoothed, on the contrary, he has learned how to hide the edge, and when it is time to use it, the edge has already been sharpened, and the day it is unsheathed, it is the time to make a splash.

In the past, he would not reveal his ambitions, but now he can frankly admit that even if it will make others jealous, he will not disobey his heart!

He believed that this was a king, not like his father, not like his ancestors, but like the ancestor 'Krylov I' five hundred years ago.

People call his ambition an 'ideal', but only Krylov III understood that it was 'ambition'!

And his ambition is to cross this plain, break through that city, and spread his banner throughout the kingdom, and here, this is only the first step.

Woo –

When the horn sounded again, a loud sound pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky.

The soldiers stopped, the knights soothed their horses and looked into the distance, where the enemy was, and even now they could not see anything.

Knight Lund looked up, then frowned slightly, "There's a ...... over there"

The armies from the various realms stood in three rows, with the army of the Rezer family standing at the front, and the army from the Sadwind Realm standing in the second row, a position that did not move forward or backward.

The armies were distinctly separated from each other by more than fifteen feet so as not to disturb others.

The army of the Sadwind Leader stood at the end of the second row to the right, and in general, the army in this position was best suited as a mobile unit.

It was here that Knight Lund was about to take a look at the place, but unexpectedly saw a human presence in the middle of the plain.

The man was sitting on a rock, and others might not be able to see clearly or distinguish it, but Knight Lund saw that 'eyes as sharp as a falcon' were not a description, but his eyes, which were really a pair of 'eagle eyes'.

"Anyone?" "Knight Tosoro, who was standing beside Knight Lund, also frowned, "At this time, there are still people in this place?"

"That's a ......" Knight Lund narrowed his eyes, trying to see more clearly, but at this distance, even Knight Lund could only make out a silhouette.

"You should be wearing armor?" said Knight Lund, somewhat uncertain.

Woo –

"Forward !!"

Before Knight Lund could react, the officers in the army in front let out a loud shout at the same time.

Then, under the incredible eyes of the knights of the Sad Wind Leader, the army in front of them began to slowly advance, because there was really no army other than their Sad Wind Leader who could equip all the soldiers with a war horse.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Even if the steps were not neat, the sound of nearly 10,000 people stepping was still so loud that with a tense and heavy step, the sergeant walked onto the battlefield that might never return.

There is no doubt that it must have been Krylov III who gave the order, otherwise, these armies would not have chosen to advance at the same time.

But what about pre-war encouragement?

Although there were some doubts, the knights chose to keep up with the pace, otherwise it would be difficult for them to support in the first place after a battle broke out on the front side.

In the eyes of Knight Lund, it was a bit unbelievable that the enemy army had chosen to advance at the same time.

Although he couldn't hear it, he also felt that the enemy army didn't have any pre-battle encouragement, and for a while, it made the knights' minds a little confused, and they were a little difficult to accept.

The two armies were approaching and were approaching the middle of the plain, when the men of the other armies also discovered the presence of that man.

Then, suddenly, a loud shout came to their ears:

"Stop!"