"What happened to the legion that Voy summoned?"
"Lord Woyi has summoned about 160,000 family soldiers, and they are preparing to march westward in three groups. This way they will not be easily blocked, and the supply pressure will be much smaller," the officer explained.
After hearing this, Frosia said, "Let me follow them along the way."
"Don't rush to refuse this time. Now is not the time to worry about your personal safety."
After saying this, Frosia closed her eyes and then opened them again. Light golden magical light emanated from her body, and her entire body seemed to become hazy. Her long golden hair slowly floated in the air, emitting ripples of magical energy along with the suspended light golden particles.
The family members in the hall were surprised at the powerful magic power of the seventh young lady that was visible to the naked eye, and no longer tried to stop her.
"Okay, I'll do as you say this time." The mother nodded helplessly.
"Take the reindeer guards from home with you. They used to be my personal guards, but now I'm handing them over to you to lead. They're quite capable and will protect and follow you well."
Frosia's grandfather, the family her mother grew up in, was a great noble family with deer antlers as their emblem. In order to ensure that his daughter would not be helpless in the Landsworthy family, he gave her this 2,000-man guard as a dowry, and they still guard the mansion today.
"Yes, mother." Frosia breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that her request was finally granted.
In the afternoon, Frosia was putting on her armor and preparing things for the army in her room. There was a slight sound from the door, and then two petite figures slipped in quietly.
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Frosia immediately knew who it was.
"Sister Frosia~" As expected, the two younger sisters at home gathered around the dressing mirror, looking at Frosia who had changed into a white background.
Before putting on armor, a suitable base is necessary. Frosia had already put on the silver-white armor on her upper body and was changing into her skirt armor and leg armor.
"So beautiful~" Looking at the shiny silver armor and the white patterns imprinted on it, the two sisters were envious.
"We've never seen this before." The two asked curiously.
"Because it was prepared a long time ago, it was still very early then." Frosia recalled the scene in her memory. It was a birthday gift given to her by her father when she was in the second grade at Emenas.
"I was originally planning to give you an elixir to maintain your youth and beauty, but your bloodline is special, so you probably don't need this kind of thing, so I changed it for you."
"Knowing that you are a girl, this set of armor was specially designed by someone. It is both beautiful and practical." Her father touched her head lovingly, and then revealed the white rose armor behind him.
"You are a Landsworthy child, already beautiful. Going to the royal household is more likely to arouse envy. Occasionally showing your strength will dispel others' thoughts of offending you. This set of armor can be used when riding and hunting. It can be considered another form of court dress."
The prevailing sentiment in the empire was to worship the superior and admire the strong, and although the Landsworthy family had a good reputation, they sometimes gave people the impression of being weak, making them susceptible to temptation and jealousy. Her father had considered a lot about her future life.
'I didn't expect it to be used here today.'
Frosia changed into all the armors and finally put on the helmet slowly. Her golden hair appeared from the bottom of the helmet, like a bright silk waterfall, contrasting with the armor.
So, let’s go. Maybe we should also try to see if what we have learned over the years can stand the test.
In front of the square, the snow-white unicorn on the jewel of the Landsworthy family was raised high, along with the white flag embroidered with gold. Teams of reindeer riders followed closely. They carried bows and arrows, and had long swords and shields hanging on their saddles. They were rangers leaping in the woods.
The sound of horse hooves shook the air, and the team quickly disappeared from sight, sinking into the distant mountain path.
The civil war in the East has also begun. The conflicting ideas and interests, the dying old forces, and the new forces longing for the future, everything is undergoing the final struggle and madness.
At the same time, on the other side of the empire.
In the western border of Deerhorn Territory, on the mountain road covered with deep green leaves, teams of tired and wounded soldiers marched northward. Some of them carried guns, some supported their teammates, and some led pack horses dragging supplies.
These soldiers were the remnants of the Western Frontier Allied Forces. After a difficult battle, they temporarily escaped from pursuit and continued to retreat northward.
Isaiah also rode a horse and followed these soldiers. He was the supreme commander of this team. It was because of the presence of his direct subordinates that the morale of this team did not collapse and they did not break up and surrender.
However, this situation cannot last long.
Even though he was a rare military genius of the new generation of the empire, some problems could not be solved by fighting alone. Most of the soldiers' hometowns were in the Western Territory. If the Duke of Griffin died, the nobles who recruited them and made promises to them would also be gone, and these people would have almost no support to continue fighting.
If it were an era of chaos with many countries rising up, Isaiah might be able to rely on the team in his hands to occupy one side, survive or even survive, but now is not such an era. With the abundant military strength and excellent system of the southern territory, it will soon bring the western territory into its arms, and then advance northward step by step until it reaches the coldest Hanye Territory in the empire.
It is no longer the past. The empire has existed for nearly a thousand years. Over such a period of time, the people in the country have gradually come to accept this identity and no longer reject it. There were no hundreds of countries like in the beginning of the Third Age, and anyone who wanted to unify would have to face various obstacles.
After these thoughts flashed through his mind, Isaiah laughed at himself and said that he was born in the wrong era. If it was the era of the Red and White Princes, it might not be impossible for him to achieve great things.
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