Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1378

As Nicholas rode out, he saw Clifford in the distance, which finally put his mind at ease.

He knew how fearless Clifford was once people were willing to give their all and feared nothing, they could achieve anything.

This was the war Nicholas had dreamed of the battle for his great cause.

All the calmness he had once carried disappeared. The suppressed fire in his blood surged through his limbs, and the desire to rule the world filled him with an overwhelming strength and conviction.

He believed that ambition was the most powerful force in the world, and that it was unstoppable.

What he didn't realize was that ambition wasn't the strongest force. The greatest forces were love and hate, justice and unity.

It was the patriotism of Carissa, the commander of the Mystic Army!

It was the hatred of Carissa, whose family had been slaughtered!

It was also the union of soldiers and martial artists, working together to expel the rebels and uphold justice for the people!

Nicholas quickly realized something was wrong. The soldiers led by Clifford had all taken off their military uniforms, revealing civilian clothes underneath. Embroidered on the fabric was the Spencer family's crest. They were from the Spencer family!

He realized he had been tricked. It wasn't Clifford who had arrived, but the Spencer family's people, along with a group of martial artists.

No matter how skilled Nicholas was, he was trapped and couldn't even command his troops once Adrian appeared.

army led by Hans was incredibly fierce. They pressed forward, fighting their way from the river to the

to the palace, with few civilians, so there

of the noblemen's estates in the capital were shut tight, their most trusted guards stationed to prevent any rebels from breaching and

and had climbed up to the walls to watch the battle. Though

out, the Mystic Army

how formidable the Mystic Army once was, especially after a group of idle nobles had made the Garrison Unit a mess. The people had completely lost hope in the so-called

-

even been replaced-it was no longer the Hell

though this wasn't the Mystic Army led by the Hell Monarch, it was still just as fierce. Carissa and her subordinates were

battle was completely different from the one fought at the Southern Frontier, especially for Carissa. Even though she was filled with hatred, it wasn't the same as when

They had

they had to pay for being

the gates were heavily guarded. Messengers continuously entered to report the progress of the

Carissa's ability to handle the situation. But as more reports came in, saying the Mystic Army was closing

had come specifically to keep

to worry. With the Mystic

burdened with worries,

or Carissa, but emphasized the strength of the

glory of the victory would belong to the one who earned it no one could escape that. This time, Salvador praised, "With Carissa

at him, hoping that was truly

streets, and the entire