Chapter 81. Last Stand

The road is somewhat rough. Artillery Unit, pay special attention to the condition of the cannons as you move."

"Is the Reconnaissance unit still not ready to depart? I told you to scout the surroundings with Calvary every three hours, didn't I?"

Tens of thousands of able-bodied men advanced, maintaining formation, ready to engage in Battle at any moment. The Holy Nation's territory was gradually trampled under the seemingly brisk yet thoroughly disciplined footsteps.

The Commoners who were unknowingly nearby fled in panic. The watchtowers erected for surveillance were instantly emptied.

Watching the enemy being helplessly overwhelmed by the unexpected attack, the commander of the Imperial Army gave a satisfied smile.

"Huh, I never thought I'd see the day again. To think I'd be carrying out a joint operation with our friends from Ulanor."

His identity was Sebastien de Leclerc.

The man who once oversaw the Western Front was now appointed as the commander of the Holy Nation invasion force.

"Your Excellency, you seem pleased?"

"It's not pleasure, it's just a strange feeling."...