After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The bugle sounded low and mournful. Startled awake from her dream, Luna practically jumped out of bed, quickly donned her armor, and stepped out of the tent with her sword in hand.

That's enough. Why is Commander Kate making such a fuss if there's no accident? Isn't this still launching an attack at night?

She strode through the ranks of soldiers to her own personal guard, where Kate stood at the front, quickly issuing a series of orders.

Federico's heavily armored battalion carried bags of dust and, as the vanguard of the entire army, took the lead in launching an attack, quickly rushing across the pontoon bridge.

As the soldiers' figures receded into the distance, Kate turned to look at Luna, her resolute voice echoing in the strong wind.

"Young lady, your troops will depart as the second echelon. Have the mages in your ranks immediately cast wind magic. Now, let the wind rise!"

Upon hearing the sound, Luna swiftly drew her sword, instantly understanding Commander Kate's intentions.

What Commander Kate wanted to use was the large amount of ash left after the forest burned! And now it was winter, the time of year when the north winds were strongest.

Once the wind picks up, combined with the magician's wind magic and the dust prepared by the soldiers, they can easily create a sandstorm in this barren hilly area!

Lisa, wearing a hood, gripped her staff tightly. She hadn't expected that she was involved in this. Wasn't I supposed to be Luna's trump card?

However, it seems the atmosphere has reached this point again...

The staff lit up, a magic circle was drawn at the feet, and wind magic was activated immediately.

On the hills across the river, the wind suddenly rose from the ground, and the swift updraft blew the ash into the sky, then swept majestically toward the mountaintop under the howling of the north.

Federico led his soldiers on a frantic run and quickly advanced to the mountainside.

At that moment, the mage on the mountaintop spotted them and launched a fireball. Federico immediately dropped the sandbag, took off his shield, shouted, and charged forward to meet the attack.

The fireball was deflected by the shield with a crackling sound, and it spread rapidly upon landing, forming a dense net of fire.

Federico then discovered that the rocky ravines from the mountainside to the summit were filled with kerosene, which the Southern army had carefully prepared for them in preparation for a night attack by the Northern army.

In the instant the firelight illuminated the darkness, countless arrows were hurled at them.

"Swordsmen and shieldmen, form ranks!"

Federico roared, and the soldiers dropped their sandbags, took out their shields and held them above their heads, lowering their bodies as they quickly moved towards Federico.

The sound of ping-pong balls rang out, arrows bounced off shields and armor, and several tortoise shell formations gradually took shape. Soldiers who were accidentally injured were also swallowed into the tortoise shells by them.

"Hold on! Don't let your guard down!"

Federico, who was at the forefront, noticed the light emanating from the staff on the city wall. He gritted his teeth and charged straight out of the tortoise formation, shouting to attract the magicians' attention, while running wildly towards the mountaintop.

The tortoise shell formation quickly filled the gaps, and the mages were indeed attracted to this high-value target. For mages in the army, their primary targets are always those who can single-handedly break through an army.

As he stepped across the line of fire, the ball of light from the bombardment spell exploded in front of Federico. He braced himself on one knee and slammed his shield into the earth, but he was still blasted back dozens of meters by the bombardment spell.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and Federico felt numbness in his arm and excruciating pain throughout his body, as if his muscles and bones were dislocated.

But he knew he couldn't back down, so after taking a deep breath, Federico charged forward again.

The battle broke out hastily, just as Federico was once again bombarded by a spell and tumbled down the hillside in a sorry state.

Amidst the thick gray fog, Luna's personal guards dismounted and charged up the mountain on foot, arriving behind the first echelon.

The sandbags filled with ash were slashed by the swords of the guards. Lisa raised her staff, which was wrapped in black cloth, and manipulated wind magic to swirl the ash into the air. A gale suddenly rose from the ground, and ashes filled the sky. The sandbags, which gradually became lighter, flew in the air.

Just before their vision blurred, the guards quickly approached behind the tortoise-shell formation, using the heavily armored soldiers as cover, and swiftly drew their bows and fired a volley that suppressed the archers on the mountaintop city wall.

The wind magic grew stronger under the howling north wind, and by the time the Southern Territory soldiers stationed at the military fortress reacted, the sandstorm had already engulfed the entire mountaintop.

The battlefield situation changed again, and the bright firelight reflected countless overlapping figures in the black fog.

After the Northern Army dispersed, they gradually closed the distance, advancing their lines steadily with swordsmen and shieldmen in the front and their personal guards in the rear.

Arrows fired by soldiers from both sides crisscrossed in the light and shadow, and screams were like raindrops hitting duckweed, short and dense.

The sound of air being torn apart swept past their ears one after another. The mages huddled together under the wall, not daring to make any rash moves, because as soon as their staffs lit up, they would become the first targets.

Just now, a young mage who tried to use wind magic to disperse the gray fog was shot into a pincushion in less than five seconds.

However, the magicians quickly realized what was happening. They secretly returned behind the city walls and used magic to create a south wind, but it had little effect in the face of the natural power of the north wind.

The stench of blood grew stronger, and visibility on the battlefield, shrouded in night and thick fog, was less than ten meters. The soldiers continued their battle in silence.

The arrows whistled through the air, and with the surroundings obscured, no one dared to utter a sound of alarm.

Just as the soldiers launching the third assault reached the mountainside, Federico and Luna simultaneously touched the fortress walls.

Luna quickly stepped back and patted Lisa on the shoulder.

Lisa understood immediately. She crouched down and used her staff to brace against the city wall. The staff emitted a dazzling light that even the black cloth could not conceal.

Almost at the same moment, the Southern Army on the city wall noticed the presence of the enemy mages. They acted hastily, but were met with another volley of arrows the next second.

Swish swish!

Amidst the wailing sounds, a magic circle formed, and a powerful piercing spell, carrying extremely strong energy fluctuations, penetrated through the cracks in the city wall.

Cracks spread like a spider web, the city wall trembled, and blood dripped onto the back of Lisa's hand. She remained focused throughout, continuing to hurl the piercing spell into the city wall, causing countless bricks to shatter and crumble.

Federico and his heavily armored soldiers rushed to her side, raising their shields to protect her from the archers' arrows and even the falling corpses.

A sharp arrow pierced Federico's shoulder blade. He groaned, but remained unmoved, protecting the petite girl beneath him. His large, bell-like eyes were fixed on the flashing lights on the staff.

The powder from the bricks sprayed onto the soldiers, who grinned, awaiting the moment of slaughter.

Boom! Boom!

Ultimately, it couldn't compare to a large city several meters wide. This long-neglected military stronghold couldn't withstand the mage's continuous onslaught and was pierced through by the surging magic, leaving a large hole.

Lisa made her escape after successfully completing her mission, slipping away from beneath the towering, heavily armored soldiers and disappearing into the gray fog.

Federico broke off the arrows stuck in his body, held his shield horizontally, and ripped off the short hammer hanging from his waist.

Inside the city walls, rows of spearmen had already assembled, standing ready to face the heavily armored soldiers of the Northern Army.

Their eyes met, but there was no exchange. Federico led his men into the city, where they formed a shield line with their comrades. Then, with a furious roar, he charged forward, creating a wave of blood.