On January 3, 2522 in the imperial calendar, Anmir, the Land of Withering, the base camp of the coalition forces of Britannia and Wood Elves.

Everything is ready.

The sky was bright, and under the long-lost early morning light, all the marshals and commanders were ready in the golden-domed tent of the King of Britannia. The dining table covered with white tablecloths was already filled with two rows of food.

silverware, marshal

They all took their seats and had already put on armor-lined clothes. The Holy Grail Knights were fully armed. Veronica and Theresa also put on leather suits for combat, and Sulia even put on the imperial suit.

Full body vibranium plate armor blessed by the emperor.

The inner tent opened wide, and Sun King Ryan strode out from inside: "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!"

"Good morning, Your Majesty." Everyone said hello with a smile.

"Are you ready sir?" Ryan then smiled.

"Aye, your majesty!" Everyone shouted intermittently, only Veronica's voice was louder.

"I 't hear you~" Ryan was still joking.

"Aye! your majesty!" Everyone shouted loudly, including Teresa.

Ryan's next sentence, "Oh~~~Who lives in the big pineapple at the bottom of the sea?" almost came out, but he knew to stop it when he was ready. The Sun King watched the attendants push the large silver plates into the big tent through the trolley.

Tsukuru opened the silver plates one by one seriously, and then said to the waiter: "I want two fried eggs, two."

The golden-domed tent was full of laughter, and butter bread, fried eggs, lamb chops, cauliflower, cabbage and Thuringian sausages were served, as well as fresh fruits provided by the wood elves.

Sitting on the main seat, Ryan arranged tasks while eating: "Berhemond, Kalad, you command our cavalry army."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Bohemond and Calard nodded. These are all arrangements that have been arranged in advance. They just need to confirm it now.

"Sulia, you and Francois's Winford army are responsible for protecting Queen Alaire together with the Twilight sisters' army." Ryan continued: "Don't take the initiative to participate in the war unless it is my order."

"Understood." Sulia and Francois both nodded.

Generals Bertrand and Davout will lead the main infantry army, Boderick will serve as a mobile force, Lawn's Northern Army will protect the flanks of the army, and Ryan will personally lead the Royal Guards in the center.

Everyone is gearing up and waiting for the war to come.

At the ceremony site, Queen Alaire stood among countless roots. The cyan and turquoise life energy was being poured into the great forest by her, and was spread throughout the world by the roots of the oak trees in the great forest era.

Alaire will be very weak at this moment, but this move will undoubtedly attract Morgul's attention and direct attack at all costs.

The Twilight Sisters, the Prophetess Liv, and the Chosen Champion Araloth are all guarding the side. The Talas Eagle Guard and the Thorn Sisters, and the wild horsemen of Kunos will protect their queen when the King of the Forest is away.

A group of legendary sword chanters and a group of dragon lizards also came to the ceremony.

In the distance, the Breton military music is booming, and the military band is playing Breton military music, such as "La Marseillaise", "The Expedition", "The Onion Song" or "King of Lane".

Dozens of square formations? Flowery military flags and robes, gorgeous military uniforms, neat queues? The army from all over the mountains and plains of Britannia is marching into the battlefield? Looking for their respective positions, because Anmere is a withered land?

As a result, there were actually no trees nearby for cover. It was the first time for the lords of the Wood Elf Woodland Council to see what size and majestic army their allies had? Uniform? Thunderous steps? Slogans ringing in unison?

Hundreds of military flags were like mountains, pressing down like a forest.

In the eyes of the wood elves, the mudslide-like team spread from one side of the forest to the other side? There is almost no end in sight? The spirit of these humans is also very different. The Eislays can see that the morale of these human soldiers is upright.

Wang, and they seemed to have no fear of the beastmen they were about to face.

"Don't these humans know how to be quiet? They are so noisy!"

"Their music does nothing but make noise."

"Can they really be used for the messy patterns?"

"I hope so, otherwise Morgul will threaten our queen."

The woodland lords were talking a lot? And Alaros pointed to an army and said to everyone: "My queen, everyone in the woodland council, look, that is the legendary Old Guard, Ryan's ace army.

"

Majestic, solemn, and carrying a heavy sense of oppression, the Old Guards in square formations and queues are entering the battlefield. Under the golden tassels, the tricolor flag symbolizing the status, glory and faith of the Knight Kingdom is displayed in Anmer.

Flying on the withered land, even Esler

Feeling the suffocating danger, they knew that this army had been following Ryan to fight from one side of the world to the other. The place names on the tricolor flag told of glorious victories. The original demon prince Birakdu

Drink hate under this tricolor flag.

The elite veterans of hundreds of battles had serious expressions. They were ready to follow the king to another victory. Raymond Mountbatten, deputy commander of the Old Guards, rode a mixed elf war horse beside him and commanded the phalanx to move into position.

"These Brittanians...military music, flags, and formations, oh, sister, I can't help but want to kill them!" Arohan among the Twilight sisters said with a ferocious smile: "They are so excited.

My bloodthirsty desire aroused, I really want to kill two to three hundred beastmen and hang them all on the big tree."

"You must calm down, Arohan, our task today is to defend." Nestela warned sternly: "Don't lose your mind."

"It's so beautiful." Queen Alaire gave a fair comment, and the Wood Elf Mage Queen nodded: "Ever since Asuryan's Flame Phoenix Guard, I have seen another team with such a sense of order and determination.

Troops, this alliance is the right one."

"But I'm worried, my queen, you have also seen it." Alaros whispered beside Alaire: "You see, the Brittanian army... Humanity already has enough power to shake us Esrae.

Strength, they are also very close to the dwarves, which may be a huge threat to us."

"What do you want to say, my champion?" The wings behind Alaire's back flapped. The Wood Elf Queen looked at the scene in front of her and began to think. Today she saw with her own eyes the Brittanians outside the forest.

How majestic and powerful the army is.

"How can we allow others to snore on the side of the bed?" Alalos whispered: "The current situation is that we must form an alliance to deal with Morgul together, but after Ryan and his army defeat Morgul, we might as well just...

…”

Alaire understood what Alalos meant. Indeed, such a powerful army appeared next door to the big forest. This is really not a good thing for the wood elves. The so-called people who are not my race must have different hearts.

Perhaps some things need to be prepared and planned in advance so that Eisley can continue to enjoy peace?

Wood elves have never been a lawful race. For these people of the forest, breaking an alliance is as normal as drinking water.

But Queen Alaire thought for a while, and finally shook her head: "No, if the alliance we finally formed turns against humans, where will we find a reliable human leader and trading partner? Furthermore, even if it is... us

There is no guarantee of victory.”

What the Wood Elf Queen didn't say was that even she herself was a little afraid of Ryan's power. The feeling was exactly the same as Morgul's fear of Ryan's power.

Araloth could only nod after hearing the words. The scene where he saw Ryan summoning the great Moskar Brand of Khorne under the Eight Peaks Mountain still lingered in the heart of the wood elf hero, even though Lilith and Alaire were always suppressing it.

Araloth's thoughts, the wood elf hero still has great hostility towards Ryan deep in his heart, but he never shows it to others.

Before I could think about it again, cheers like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came from the human military formation.

Sun King Lion, his Queen Surya, and Lake God Witch Morgiana are reviewing the army.

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!!!"

The voices of humans are so full of vitality and vitality. Unlike the wood elves who are accustomed to living in the deep forest and are as leisurely and content as trees, that deep and strong spirit of blood and courage is echoing in the magic network of the Athel Loren forest.

, even Aralos can feel the surging blood. Compared to other wood elf lords, Aralos is a young man and a hawk. He yearns for the outside world more than most wood elves.

Seeing Ryan and his Queen Surya receiving cheers and greetings in the waves formed by the crowd, Alaros couldn't help but feel deep jealousy and envy in his heart. He was not ashamed of Ryan's behavior, but he was not ashamed of Ryan's behavior.

Martial ethics and honor are highly respected and admired.

This is what a man should do!

How wonderful it would be if one day Lilith and I could receive such cheers and greetings at the same time!

Alaros thought so, and he turned his attention to Lilith, who was preparing for the ceremony not far away. He saw the Lake Fairy chanting under the protection of two Gray Knight recruits and dozens of spirit knights of the Sons of Britannia.

With the spell, fog gradually appeared in the forest.

Soon, Queen Surya, Sister Twilight, and Devon Hill also arrived.

He wanted to say hello, but at this time Alaire had already started the ceremony, and huge life energy was injected into the magic network of the big forest.

"boom!"

As if a switch had been activated, Anmir's corruption began to retreat. The powerful life energy and corruption energy collided together. The two energies eroded, collided, transformed and stimulated each other.

The great forests of Athel Loren rise and fall in one fell swoop!

Sure enough, this move attracted some beings.

Not far from Anmere, at the foot of the Gray Mountains, a pillar of demonic rock covered with chaos runes and countless bloody trophies suddenly grew out of the ground, just like a sarcoma growing on the human body.

The same, ferocious and terrifying, black fishy liquid dripping from the cracks in the stone, filled with dark energy, spreading the corrupting influence of chaos into the surrounding air.

Amidst the crazy and twisted horn sounds, the beastmen appeared.

The primitive need for flesh and blood called them, and the savage greed drove them. In response to the call that they did not understand, the real children of Chaos gathered.

Beastmen work alone or in groups, and entire herds of war beasts follow ancient trails through the wilderness of the world. Twisted and mutated monsters not seen in generations join them together. They gather at this node of power and are driven by the newly rising

Attracted by the long-term stable Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks.

The harsh ritual scene and the bloody carnival came to an end in just ten minutes. The long howl reached the evil moon. The most filthy and deadly existence among the beastmen appeared here. It howled loudly,

Use its primal instincts to fight the call from Athel Loren.
To be continued...