The teacher is nameless, not only invincible, but also the way to self-danger.

Xia Feng doesn't understand military affairs, but he understands a truth.

If it is a gang grabbing territory, then it only needs to be harder than the other party, but if it is a resistance of the country, in addition to its own strength, it must also win the hearts of the people.

Victoria is a large country with a total population of more than 40 million, from the high-ranking officials to the ordinary people, as long as life passes, no one wants to fight.

The Empire's decision-making is justified, and as long as it does not threaten its own interests, no one will take the initiative to stand up against the so-called inhumanity of people.

However, the reason why the national policy is justified is that the rule of the Aslan people is deeply entrenched in Victoria, and the royal family is the symbol of the highest authority.

Since rebellion against rule is heresy, it can only nominally raise the gap between friend and foe to a level.

....

Xia Feng turned his head sideways and looked at Vina, who had not said a word from beginning to end.

"Vina, have you figured it out?"

Vina knew what Xia Feng wanted to express, she raised her head and said firmly.

"This is my hometown, and it is my responsibility to protect it, and I am willing to take any risks and costs for this."

Xia Feng nodded.

"I'll bear the risks and costs, as long as you don't regret it."

"I don't regret it."

"Yes."

Xia Feng turned his head to look at the south wind that was blowing up the golden retriever sitting next to him.

"Brother, what about you?"

Nanfeng said through gritted teeth.

"What do I have to think about, we will do whoever you say, I will not hesitate for half a step."

It can be seen that Nanfeng still hasn't figured out the situation.

Xia Feng sighed.

"Brother, now that it's been a matter of time, let's make some things clear, you shouldn't be a gangster stupid, you haven't even forgotten who you are."

Nanfeng's expression hesitated for a moment, and after a moment, he said indifferently.

"I have never regarded myself as a special existence, nor do I have any mentality of enduring humiliation, who I am, it doesn't matter, I never wanted to be a king, but now that people are bullied under my nose, I can't bear it, Xia Feng, I am who you say I am, I can do what you say!"

Xia Feng knows Nanfeng's character best, even if he has royal blood flowing in his body and inherits the power of the previous king, his brother does not have any lofty ideals.

Of course, the absence of ideals does not mean that there is no temper.

Moreover, the blood flowing in the body is also genuine.

.....

.....

A few days later.

The first battle of civil strife broke out at the junction of the north and the south, and as Mesha predicted, the battlefield was the battleground of Canaan.

The Southern Military Region stationed two divisions in Canaan City, and then transferred two divisions and regiments from the hinterland, with a total of 70,000 troops, to meet the southward advance of the Central Army.

After 6 hours of fierce fighting, the ending ended in a fiasco.

...

The advance team of the Central Army consisted of a full 6 divisions and regiments, accompanied by an efficient spell corps in large-scale battles, totaling 150,000 people.

During the battle, the four divisions of the Southern Military Region suffered heavy losses, and after retreating to Canaan, the city gate was broken, and finally they had no choice but to withdraw their troops completely.

In this battle, the deputy commander of the Southern Military Region was killed, and more than 14,000 loyal soldiers were forever sleeping in the wilderness on the northern outskirts of Canaan, and it is said that the snow for several kilometers was dyed red.

When the city gate was breached, all the residents of Canaan City hid in their homes and did not dare to show their faces, and there was no one in the whole city except for the iron hooves of the army.

The Central Army would never do anything to civilians, but the infected hiding in the city were not immune.

Losing the protection of the Southern Military Region, 6,000 infected people in the area where the infected people are concentrated in Canaan City were killed in accordance with the law.

...

The battle was the first battle of the Victorian Dark Age, and it will be remembered later as the Battle of Canaan.

Some people say that the Central Army at that time should not have killed the infected in Canaan City, because the 10-day evacuation deadline of the empire has not yet arrived, and it is because of this move that the newly appointed Queen Verin has lost the hearts and minds of the people.

However, some people said that there is no problem with the Central Army's approach, and since it will be killed sooner or later, the people's hearts will not be retained.

....

Because of this bloody battle, the infected who had been lucky before were awakened, and from north to south, a larger wave of evacuation began again.

However, the 10-day deadline is getting closer, and it will be difficult for infected people without efficient transport to evacuate the north within the deadline, and even if they leave the north, the collapse of the south is already predictable.

At this point, the chain reaction caused by the Battle of Canaan broke out completely.

....

Dozens of cities, large and small, in the south, have been infected one after another.

A large number of infected people who were dying dragged themselves out of their homes, choosing to leave Victoria for the last hope.

However, in order to have the capital to survive after the evacuation, they need a lot of survival supplies, Terra coins, food, clothing, medicine, cars, and even anything of value that will help them survive after leaving the country.

Driven by their survival instincts, the infected began to plunder the cities where they lived.

And some young and mildly ill infected people took advantage of the fire to loot and directed their anger at the nobles and wealthy in the city.

The security bureaus in each city have limited manpower, and they can deal with thefts and robberies in normal times, but now they can only ask for military support in the face of large-scale riots.

However, in the southern region, only the Southern Military Region can ask for help, but the Southern Military Region has completely announced its separation from the Imperial Military Department and does not recognize Queen Verin, which is a mutiny.

In this case, the mayors of the southern cities are torn apart in the face of the increasingly chaotic cities.

....

The mayors and nobles of the southern cities were divided, but General Ormon of the Southern Military District was even more uncomfortable.

Although the battle of Canaan could not be said to have caused a great loss to the morale of the Southern Military Region, the situation was very unoptimistic, and the most direct impact was that the morale of the soldiers plummeted.

General Aumont is not a favoritist of the infected, in his eyes, the infected are the same as ordinary people.

There is no high or low in life, and he should not be distinguished by the ore disease that cannot be controlled by manpower, as a soldier, he will protect all the people who identify with him in his heart.

Now the Central Army is pressing the border from the north, and at the same time, the wave of evacuation of infected people is also hitting the cities in the south, and in the blink of an eye, the south has become a place of chaos.

At this moment, if the Southern Military Division was to deal with the riots in various cities, then the Empire would definitely take advantage of the dispersion of its forces to move south, scattering the entire Southern Military Region, and it would never be able to recover.

Frey wasn't stupid, he was waiting for this moment.

....

The clouds were getting thicker in the south, and General Ormon was torn between them.

In order to give his soldiers the faith to continue fighting, and to fulfill his obligations on behalf of his dead friends, the old general must stubbornly resist the tremendous pressure that can crush him at any time.

Just when General Ormon was emaciated and had nothing to do, he could only desperately plan to fight to the death.

The clouds overhead, revealing a ray of sunshine.

....

The Southern Military District is located in the general headquarters of the southern hinterland.

In the room, Xia Feng solemnly bowed deeply to Aomeng, who they met for the first time.

"General, I'm Xia Feng."

Looking at Xia Feng's figure, General Aomeng's old face looked clear.

"It's you, Xia Feng, Gleason has mentioned you to me many times, but it's a pity that ......."

"General.....

General Ormon waved his hand and sighed heavily.

"Hey, the country is dying, and the old man has no power to return to the sky, perhaps, I am too self-conscious."

At this moment, a persistent voice came from outside the door.

"The country is dying because of its own destruction, but the hometown will not disappear, and the people's hearts will not disappear, and on top of the collapsed empire, the new king will reawaken Victoria."

....

Vena walked in through the door with a firm step.

"General Ormon, in order to protect our homeland, this battle, we must win."

Looking at Vina's blonde hair and familiar face, Ormon suddenly stood up from his chair and stared at her in a daze.

"You.... You are...."

Vina's confident, determined voice echoed through the room.

"I am the Flower of the royal blood of Aslan and the daughter of King Wilanson, my name is Vina, and now, for the sake of the people I want to protect, I will become the new king of Victoria."

Stretching out her palm, Vina looked at General Ormon in front of her.

"General, are you willing to help me rebuild this decaying empire?"

....

Under Xia Feng's gaze, General Ormon was already in tears, looking at the face in front of him, which was ninety percent similar to Verin, there was no need to confirm anything.

Ormon didn't shake the palm of Vena's hand that was reaching for him.

In the next second, the veteran general, who was under tremendous pressure, knelt on one knee, clenched his left arm into a fist, and pressed it tightly against the heart of his chest.

The old man's loud voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Military Region of the Empire, Ormon, see His Majesty Vina, the old man hereby swears with his soul that he will always be loyal in this life, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for you, and he will never give up!"