After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Despite her best efforts, when Jenny returned to the capital from the distant village, she still missed the army's departure ceremony.

Looking at the empty city gates, Jenny stepped onto the mud-splattered red carpet. The splendor had faded, and the Northern army, led by Luna, had already marched to the battlefield in the Southern Territory.

The Southern Territory's army did not sit idly by; they keenly sensed the movements in the Central District and took the lead in assembling their troops to launch an attack.

Today, the southern part of the Central District is engulfed in war.

The main reason for the defeat of the wealthy Southern Territory in the previous life was that its own backyard caught fire. In this life, without the interference of the hero and Nicole, it is unknown how long they can hold on.

Oswald didn't care whether the king could conquer the southern territories; in fact, he was more eager for Frank to rise up quickly.

To put it bluntly, Frank is a demon-sealing tower. Once the tower collapses, countless demons and monsters will be liberated. When Princess Diana becomes queen, the kingdom will probably be more chaotic than a parade of ghosts.

Shaking off the despondency in her heart, Jenny quickly rallied. She hadn't forgotten His Excellency's instructions to unite everyone.

Even after the plague, the nobles continued their old ways of making the common people suffer. They didn't care about the living conditions of the disaster victims or how many people died. In any case, they would ensure that not a single coin of the wealth they were supposed to receive this year was missing.

They even used the pretext of the Central Army's expedition to further exploit the civilians...

Now, whenever Jenny closes her eyes, all she sees are the numb expressions of the disaster victims. It's not over yet; the pain brought by the plague and the curse is still deeply etched in their hearts.

By day they lived like zombies, and by night they wept and screamed, the village in the dark sounding like hell wailing.

Jenny would pull them aside to chat, and they would often cry themselves to sleep, even fainting...

She tried to soothe their physical and emotional wounds, but the powerful and wealthy were like ghosts, always trying to forcibly buy and sell the land of ordinary people.

Janice's resistance was too limited, after all, this was not the Northern Territory, and she even encountered assassination attempts sent by the nobles.

King Frank was also a scoundrel. He needed the support of the nobles, as if he couldn't maintain his position if he couldn't balance the power in the country and satisfy the appetites of the nobles.

Upon returning to the Vatican, Janet encountered a strange man who was going berserk as soon as she entered the archbishop's office.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he had suffered a major blow.

John remained silent, letting the man smash things in the room, until he saw Jenny, at which point he let out a heavy sigh.

"Siotte, stop! This is the new saintess you're supposed to meet."

……

During the march, Luna finally understood that everyone was just shouting slogans and talking about the glory of the king, but only the Northern Territory actually sent out its elite troops!

Look at this, the five thousand troops led by the Western Command are all old, weak, sick and disabled. They are panting when marching, and when they break camp, there are always a few old men who can't find their dentures.

The 10,000-strong army in the Eastern Territory was considered a third-rate force, though it possessed some fighting capability.

It's unclear where these 10,000 people came from, but any slight argument could ignite a frenzied infighting among hundreds of them.

Let them fight, let them fight. Luna is used to it anyway. If there isn't some commotion in the Eastern Army's camp one night, the troops in other regions probably won't be able to sleep.

The Central Army's Second Knights Regiment is not bad; it's a second-rate unit with combat capabilities, and it's clear they've undergone long-term training.

But their commander, Benjamin, was perhaps taking on a heavy responsibility for the first time, or perhaps he was afraid of not being able to manage the guest troops in other regions.

After receiving intelligence of an emergency from the front, he still did not issue an order to speed up the march. Instead, he spent his days idly emphasizing discipline to other units.

Luna had no idea how he could have the audacity to discuss military discipline in front of the Northern Army. If it weren't for the fact that there was indeed news of 50,000 Imperial Guards being mobilized from the rear, Luna would have thought Frank was playing a trick on her.

Haha, I bet even if they sent Red, he'd be better than this Knight Commander.

"That's how all new recruits are," Kate said nonchalantly, riding her horse and leisurely munching on an apple.

"Instead of focusing on discipline before the battle, we should just scatter a handful of copper coins in the barracks. If this fool had held fewer meetings, we would already be on the battlefield."

Kate chuckled, tossed away the fruit pit, and said, "Let's stay away from them anyway, lest our troops get scattered by the fleeing enemy."

As they drew closer to the battlefield, Kate, who had been lying down for several days, resumed his activities. He gave his soldiers only one order: stick together on the flanks as much as possible and don't be on the same attack route as them.

Several days later, as Benjamin's forehead became increasingly wrinkled, they finally arrived at the area where the previous battle had taken place.

As for why it was the previous battle zone, Luna didn't want to say more; she had gotten used to silence.

This time, the Southern army came with great force, clearly having made ample preparations for the independence of the Southern Territory. During the Allied army's march, they quickly split into two routes, capturing several cities in the central district, and then swiftly retreated to their front lines.

Passing by the ruined city walls, traces of magic were etched into them. Everywhere along the way, one could see displaced civilians, their cities destroyed and their food looted, left only to helplessly await the rescue of the royal army.

Soldiers' corpses were nailed to wooden frames, and words mocking the central district and the king were hung below them.

Upon seeing someone specifically insult Frank by name, Luna immediately became interested, crossing her arms and marveling. "No wonder he's Jacob's fellow countryman," she thought, "they never repeat themselves when they're insulting people."

However, those claims that the king and the old queen had an affair and that Frank was the bastard son of the old duke of the Northern Territory are pure slander! They are slandering our Northern Territory!

The Charles family only needs me and my brother; we don't need you all trying to claim kinship here...

Benjamin, with a dark expression, distributed some food to the refugees before leading his army to camp outside the city of the Southern Territory.

"Silver City".

Luna raised her binoculars and saw a dark mass of figures on the tall city wall, with banners fluttering and faint sounds of impending battle emanating from them.

Kate also raised his binoculars at the same time, squinting at the wide moat outside the city, estimating its width to be about seven meters...

"Let's take a detour, we can't fight them." This was Kate's first judgment. With these insects by their side, how could they possibly attack a heavily fortified city? Dream on.

It's better to make him believe in the fragrance of a young girl than in these third-rate troops.

Luna immediately objected, "Hey, get your professional ethics out of the way. We should encourage them to attack. The more people who die, the better!"

"Young Miss, do you think it's possible that we should also launch an attack..."

Judging from the armor coverage rate of the troops, the strongest Northern army would likely be drawn to be the vanguard, which Kate could not accept.

He and his brothers came to rob, not to suppress any rebels.

"That's true. How about I suggest that our Northern Army cross the river from the other side and cut off the enemy's retreat route inside the city?" Luna said with a somewhat troubled expression, offering her suggestion again.

Kate glanced at the Central Army's camp, her narrowed eyes making her look like a cunning old fox. "No rush, Miss, we'd better let him make his own judgment."

As Kate expected, Benjamin spent the whole day swaggering outside the city and giving speeches, but ultimately did not give the order to attack.

The next day, he summoned the military commanders of each unit, took a pointer, and confidently explained his foolproof military plan in front of the map.

"Fifty miles west of Silver City, there is a small town. I estimate that it is also heavily guarded. Moreover, the surrounding area is mountainous and the roads are rugged, with only one narrow path leading to the rear of Silver City."

"Thirty miles east of Silver City, there is a lake with flat terrain. The scouts say there is a military stronghold next to the lake with about three or four thousand men. However, as long as we defeat it, we can directly penetrate into the heart of the Southern Territory."

After listening, everyone understood that Commander Benjamin planned to split his forces into two groups. After all, the objective of their vanguard was simple: to clear a passage for the 50,000 Imperial Guards to attack the Southern Territory. There was no need to fight to the death against a fortified city.

Luna and Kate exchanged a glance. Anyone with a little military knowledge knows that although a military stronghold with three or four thousand people may seem easy to attack, its strategic location is actually very important, and it is impossible for it to be without reinforcements.

But this is also an opportunity. After capturing key military towns, the Northern Army could use the excuse of being blocked by enemy reinforcements to abandon its advance into the heart of the Southern Territory, turn around and plunder the surrounding towns from east to south, and then sit back and watch the great war between the Central District and the Southern Territory unfold.

"Five thousand men should be enough for the attack from the east."

Pisco, the commander of the Western Army, son of Duke Drizzt of the West, and brother of Rhea, spoke with feigned profundity.

Could he be...? Luna chuckled upon hearing this. So this young master, leading a bunch of nobodys, actually wants to make a name for himself?

Benjamin initially only intended to offer a few words of agreement, until he saw the eager glint in Pisco's mouth beneath his deep expression.

No, you big idiot, what are you trying to do?!

Benjamin fell silent. Princess Leia had a good relationship with her sister, so they were currently considered members of the same faction.

As for the Western army, they can just follow along and do nothing. It's better to entrust such dangerous tasks to the Eastern army, which has the largest number of soldiers, or the Northern army, which has the strongest combat power.

"Ahem." Benjamin coughed, glanced at Luna and the Northern Army general, and asked in a cold voice, "Miss Luna, is it alright to hand over the eastern offensive to your Northern Army?"

Luna frowned, pinched her chin, and looked at the attack route on the map several times. She sighed silently, her face full of struggle and worry...

"Miss, you've gone too far," Kate quickly reminded her softly.

The two quickly exchanged glances, and Luna responded in a low voice, "Okay, let me think about what to say."

Benjamin forced a smile, his heart pounding, and asked nervously, "What...are you two discussing?"

As soon as he uttered those words, Luna had a sudden inspiration and remembered her brother's works from this period.

"I say, Commander, your insight is brilliant."