Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1409

Balin entered the city with just a dozen men. They were all strong and sturdy, with curved blades at their waists, looking fierce and intimidating.

But when they sat down to eat and drink, their tanned faces broke into wide, radiant smiles.

Balin was in his fifties, with skin as dark and shining as his men's, his eyes sharp and intelligent. He was a man of great wisdom and was meticulous in his thinking. In other words, he remained cautious and never fully trusted the Hell Monarch.

His one demand was simple: this would be a one-time alliance. After driving back the Sandorians, the Southern Frontier Army was to withdraw from the grasslands swiftly. No one was to step foot in the heart of the grasslands again without permission.

Rafael agreed, and the treaty was signed immediately.

Once the agreement was made, they didn't linger any longer than necessary and left.

The grassland tribes held little fondness for Starhaven, as the endless warfare often spilled over into their territories. However, with so many tribes scattered across the land, they weren't united, which meant they couldn't oppose either Starhaven or Sandoria directly.

Timothy escorted them out of the city, then returned to Redstone Manor to discuss how best to conduct the upcoming pursuit.

The grassland tribes had offered their land, allowing the Southern Frontier Army to press forward in pursuit. However, a pursuit was very different from a siege. Logistics were crucial-supplies, food, arrows, weapons-all had to be accounted for. Medical care, stretchers, and support for the troops were also necessary.

a large-scale operation, complicated by the harsh winter cold. The risks were significant, but the rewards could be great. If they succeeded, it would deter Sandoria for at least the next ten years. The generals deliberated through the night, crafting a strategy. By morning, the basic plan was ready, and orders were issued. Naturally, they also sent an urgent report

battlefield, there were no secrets between husband and wife, and

harsh winter looming, leading a large force into pursuit seemed a risky move. Plus, they still had to guard against the grasslands

to order the Hell Monarch to retreat and defend Simonton City, arguing that holding

in the long run. Soldiers unable to farm would increase the burden on the court, and military supplies would drain

they let Victor drag things on, who knew how long it

soldiers with no food or clothing, they would likely resort to raiding, occasionally harassing border towns, killing civilians, and looting. It would

back and forth, each

until the

ability. For true peace in the Southern Frontier, we can't continue dragging things out like this agree with the Hell Monarch's decision to end

to counter the arguments of Rafael's supporters, all those present knelt in unison and praised the

military abilities. Secondly, he knew that Salvador wouldn't allow

battle plan.

carefully resealed afterward. With a trained eye, one could see the marks of tampering. But Carissa wasn't bothered by that. After all, the letter usually contained usual greetings, with maybe a line saying how much he

one line "I miss you"-was enough to

time and read the first two