Four dark blue green harriers soared into the sky, hovered over Wright Fortress for a while, and then flew northeast under the cover of night.

These green harriers fly very fast and fiercely, and are not easy to intercept, and are very suitable for transmitting major military information. However, the green harriers are very difficult to maintain. Latvia and the Kingdom of Rivi are only a few dozen. This time, because of the very important information to be transmitted, four were sent at once.

This group of Qingyarks will notify the coalition forces on the front line that Roger's army will arrive at the Kampas Plain in the early morning three days later. Roger also asked the coalition forces to ensure the safety of the passage as much as possible, because Roger also had to escort the next batch of military rations and military supplies of the coalition forces.

Roger stood on the roof of the main building of the fortress, watching the four green harriers disappear at the other end of the horizon, and then nodded slightly satisfied. He looked down at the lights, and the nervous and busy Fortress Wright, a slightly cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Roger ordered an elf guardian behind him to guard the warrior: "Go and notify our troops that all soldiers must stay in the camp tonight, and no matter what happens, they are not allowed to go out. Anyone who breaks the camp will be killed."

After a moment, Roger ordered another guardian warrior: "Notify the elf shooter and magician to stand by, let the killer on the dark side of the Moon monitor the movements of all the fortress garrisons, and immediately notify me whenever there is any abnormal movement."

Roger said to the third guardian, "You can arrest General Horn now. If he resists or escapes, just kill him. Don't disturb others. If someone sees you, you know what to do."

The three guardian warriors received the order and jumped down from the rooftop. Their graceful figures quickly disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, the noisy vocals and music gradually floated to the rooftop.

"It seems that the guests are all here. Let's go, Charlie, it's time for us to go down."

The large conference room in the main building of the fortress was temporarily arranged into a banquet hall, which accommodates hundreds of people to have dinner at the same time. Roger said that before going to the front line, he had to get close to the officers of Latvia and the two countries, so he held such a friendly banquet.

Although it was somewhat of a taboo to have a banquet before the war, the great nobles liked to enjoy themselves, and Roger's actions were not too out of line. All the officers at the Fortress at the middle level and above were invited. At this moment, in addition to the garrison troops, there were nearly 2,000 logistics troops in the Fortress. The commanders of these third-rate troops also received the invitation.

Except for the officers who had to take turns, almost all the officers who received the invitation attended. What attracted them was not Roger's power, wealth or the powerful strength of the magician, but his mysterious and beautiful elves guards. The most precious thing about the elves guardians was their powerful martial arts, loyalty and blind obedience to Roger, and their appearance was not important. But over time, the deepest impression that those who had seen the appearance of the samurai remained in their hearts was their delicate face as delicate as fine porcelain.

The banquet has begun.

Roger walked into the banquet hall with a smile on his face.

With a clanging sound, those who followed Roger into the banquet hall were indeed those mysterious and beautiful elves! The noisy banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and almost all of these middle and lower-level officers who had been fighting for a long time were staring at the elves intently. At the same time, so many beautiful elves appeared, the visual shock effect was too great for these men with strong energy.

However, the number of elves was a little more than a hundred, and new elves were still pouring into the banquet hall. Finally, someone found something was wrong and shouted: "No! Why are these elves fully armed?"

The officers immediately became quiet.

Because they found that the eyes of these elves warriors were so familiar, and the cold murderous aura fully demonstrated how dangerous these elves were under the cover of their beautiful appearance.

The officers all realized the seriousness of the matter. They came to attend the banquet and did not wear any decent armor. Only a dozen of the most senior officers were qualified to bring self-defense weapons. These weapons had a greater significance in decoration than their actual combat value.

Although the number of officers in the hall is close to 200, and each officer is an excellent soldier, compared with these dark side of the moon, which was almost armed by Roger to the teeth, they are like a group of lambs surrounded by evil wolves.

Following the hall were dozens of fully armed Spartan knights. In front of the knights wearing heavy armor, holding steel shields and long swords, if these officers resisted, their only fate would be to be slaughtered.

Roger smiled and said, "Don't panic, sir. I am a very tolerant person. At least your life will not be threatened. Of course, the premise is that you can cooperate with me. Now, I announce the full takeover of Fortress Wright! I'm afraid I'll be wronged for the time being."

With a few choking sounds, the fortress guard and several of his deputy draw out their swords. The guard forwarded the crowd and shouted angrily: "Mr. Rog, at this time, your actions will not only bring destruction to the Latvian and the Rivi coalition, but also to destroy your Principal of Alay. In fact, you are ruining the entire sacred alliance! If you insist on taking over the Fortress of Wright, then as a soldier and a knight, I will resist to the end!"

Rogge smiled and said, "If I do this, I will destroy the Holy Alliance or destroy the Principality of Ale. I will not worry about you. I am a tolerant person and will never stop you from becoming a hero in the kingdom."

A piece of water-blue light sprinkled from behind Rogue, gently passing by the officers standing upright with swords.

In the deadly silence, blue light began to shine in the bodies of several officers, and quickly turned into several lifelike crystal sculptures, and then burst into star chips for the whole day.

"Who else?"

Roger's cold eyes swept across the audience, and he saw with satisfaction that all the officers subconsciously avoided his gaze.

After controlling all the middle and upper-level officers, the work of taking over the fortress went very smoothly. Even if soldiers occasionally resisted sporadically, they were quickly suppressed.

When the morning sun shone on the Fortress, the fortress had already pressed its owner.

The loud military horn sounded in the fortress. The new recruits of the Principality of Ale who had been ordered to stay in the camp for a night rushed out of the camp, rushed to the designated area amid the call from the officers, and began to strengthen the entire fortress frantically.

The ditches on both sides of the fortress were sunk and wide, and sharpened wooden stakes were arranged inside. A bunch of giants were moved out of the warehouse and placed on the fortress's city. Brand new armor and swords were also moved out of the warehouse, and they were equipped with shabby new recruits from the Principal of Ale.

Since the Wright Fortress is the most important transit station connecting the rear of the coalition and the front line, the military supplies in the fortress are piled up like a mountain. These things are naturally occupied by Rogue. The new recruits stationed in the Wright Fortress are now catching up with the most elite troops of the Holy Alliance in terms of well-equipped equipment.

At this moment, in the office of the former guardian of the fortress’s main building, Roger leaned over on his desk and was looking at the map attentively.

Fengdie, wearing a light fur, sat by the window, bathed in the morning sun, looking out the window, wondering what she was thinking. Her clothes are no longer as heroic as before, as if she wanted to show her beauty with all her might. Even this room decorated with swords, axes and beast skulls was covered with a faint halo because of her existence.

Androni sat casually, as she used to, her long legs were raised high on Roger's desk. She stared blankly at the ceiling. Roger knew that Androni must have been immersed in the world of swordsmanship and fighting spirit at this moment.

At this time, the door opened wide, and General Horn walked into the room under the escort of two elves warriors.

"Mr. Horn, how are you thinking about my proposal that day?" Roger asked.

Horn remained silent.

Roger continued: "Did you not think about it yet? It doesn't matter. There is something I want to ask you to do for help now. There are two green harriers in the fortress. I want to ask you to help me draw a battle report, which means that the coalition forces and I have defeated the Aslofiks on the Kampas Plain and we are continuing to pursue. This battle report will be sent to the King of Latvia in four days."

Horn finally spoke: "Mr. Roger, you can send this battle report yourself, why do you have to do it?"

"There are two benefits. One is to increase the credibility of this battle report, and the other is to help you make your decision."

Horn looked at Roger and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will make trouble in the war report and notify the coalition forces of your conspiracy?"

Roger laughed and said, "You are a smart man. You should know that since I have occupied the Fortress of Wright, the 60,000 coalition forces on the Kampas Plain have been completed. The time when Rivi and the Kingdom of Latvia can still exist can be counted. If you make any move, I will know immediately that at that time, not only did you destroy your life, but your family was also ruined by you."

Horn was silent for a moment and said, "You are crazy. You can't hide it for a long time. Moreover, although the coalition is a little less than the Aslofiks, its combat effectiveness is higher than that of the Duke of Doriak. It is absolutely impossible for the Aslofiks to eat the coalition in a week."

Roger smiled and said, "Why can people like you become blind? Look, because the supply is smooth, the coalition forces currently only carry five days of military rations. They expect that I will arrive with military quotas in two days, so it is impossible to limit rations. After the coalition forces figured out the situation, they would not be able to retreat calmly in front of the Aslofiks and then attack the fortress with great swagger, right? So, the only thing they can count on now is that domestic reinforcements can capture the fortress and reopen the supply line. But what does the coalition forces rely on to defeat me? Is your 20,000 reserve troops?"

"The Kingdom of Layton will not sit back and see you do whatever you want. The 50,000 army led by King Romon can capture the Fortress of Layte."

"Is the Kingdom of Layton?" Roger smiled and said, "I am not going to defend Fort Wright, eight days! It only takes eight days for me to have enough. Judging from the current situation, when the troops preparing to attack the fortress approach the city, the coalition forces on the Kampas Plain were already finished. I didn't expect it to be so smooth, but the location of Fort Wright is really good, haha!"

Roger laughed a few times before continuing, "General Horn, the Holy Alliance is over. Are you not going to seize this last chance?"

Horn lowered his head and then slowly said, "Okay...I'll write."

It was not until Horn walked out of the room that Roger put away the confident smile on his face.

He stared at the map and said to himself: "Lyton Kingdom...Lyton Kingdom..."

Roger suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Come on, go and invite Lord Charlie!"

As soon as Charlie entered the room, Roger said, "Charlie, let those rookies fight for their lives! We may only have three or four days to strengthen the fortress. Let's tell them that if they want to survive the battle, they will have to sweat more in the next few days! Don't worry about the side facing the Kampas Grassland, and make every effort to strengthen the defense facilities facing the Holy Alliance."

Charlie was stunned and asked, "Is it the Kingdom of Layton that we need to be on guard against?"

Roger frowned and nodded.

Charlie hesitated and asked, "But with Miss Ecrel here, will the Kingdom of Layton come to attack us?"

"This is hard to say! Although Romon is old, he was a very powerful figure when he was young. It is better not to expect to tie his hands and feet with an elf woman, but be fully prepared. Also, inform Frey and Adele to shrink their respective forces to Rector and Dresden. If anyone attacks, give them all the cities on the periphery. We just need to stand until the coalition forces on the Kampas grassland are finished, and we will win!"

Time is urgent, and Charlie hastily went to arrange the defense facilities.

At this time, an inconspicuous crystal on Roger's desk lit up. In a halo, the image of an old magician in white robe gradually took shape on the crystal.

"Master Rog!" the old magician said, "Are you ready?"

Roger said lightly: "It's all ready, Master Rockefeller, I can guarantee you eight days."

"Eight days?" the old magician laughed in a low voice: "Haha, there are too many. In the name of the Ice and Snow Goddess, may we always be loyal allies."

Roger also laughed and said, "In the name of the King of the Death World, may we always be loyal allies."

"Rockefeller?" Androni asked, "Is it the great mage Rockefeller who is famous for snowstorm magic?"

Roger nodded and said, "It's him. He is now the great priest of the Ice and Snow Goddess in the Silver Holy Sect."

"Hmph, when did you get involved with the Silver Holy Sect again? Wait! Magical messaging crystals have distance restrictions. That old guy is already in the territory of the Holy Alliance, right?"

Roger smiled and said, "In fact, he has been in the Holy Alliance for a long time. In a few days, he will surprise the coalition forces."

Androni snorted and said, "You are so cruel! No wonder your father and brothers value you so much. But you did so so well this time and sold the entire Holy Alliance to the Aslofiks. Aren't you afraid that they will turn around and eat you?"

Rogge smiled faintly and said proudly: "I can't eat so easily. There have always been many people who want to eat me, but they didn't succeed back then, and of course there are no ones now. Don't worry, I naturally have a way to deal with the Aslofiks."

Androni yawned and said, "You men, you know how to intrigue every day. If you don't want to say it, I'm even more lazy to pay attention to your conspiracies! I'm going to practice fighting spirit, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"Wait!" Roger called her, "I know you are eager to practice, but there may be a big battle in a few days. Don't practice too much, you have to keep some strength."

"I have a sense of my own responsibility!" Androni mentioned the blue sky, silently swept by Fengdie, and kissed her sharp ears heavily.

A blush swept on Fengdie's cheeks.

Feng Die Ye Yingying stood up and said, "Rogue, if nothing is wrong, I'll go back and rest."

"Well. Life in the military camp is very hard, go and have a rest. Actually, you shouldn't have come here with me this time."

Feng Die smiled indifferently and said, "I'm not afraid of hard work. I want to follow you."

Looking at Feng Die's beautiful face as if it was covered with a layer of light smoke, Roger sighed and reached out to caress Feng Die's ears. Feng Die closed his eyes slightly and quietly enjoyed his caressing.

"Fengdie, you haven't fallen in love with me, don't lie to yourself anymore. It's completely different from what you want to do."

Roger's voice was not loud, but Feng Die's face turned pale as if he was struck by lightning.

"Windie, if Rumsfeld and I were in danger at the same time, you could only save one. When you ask yourself that you would choose to save me, let's try the second way."

Feng Die raised her head, looked at Roger with clear eyes and said, "I am very simple, but I am not stupid. If you want to lie to me, please spend more time. In our agreement, we did not say that my love for you must exceed Rumsfeld. As long as I fall in love with you, that is enough. But if I accept your advice, I will ask my heart in the most cruel way whether I really fall in love with you."

There seemed to be an invisible pressure in Feng Die's eyes, which made Roger subconsciously want to avoid it.

Feng Die smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Roger, if you despise me, you might regret it." After that, she kissed Roger gently on the face like a dragonfly, and then turned around and left the room.

At this time, Roger had no intention of playing this game with Fengdie. He just nodded and pondered at the map of the Holy Alliance.

"Is the Kingdom of Layton... Maybe I have always underestimated King Romon too much. Think about it carefully, Layton is really difficult to deal with! If they are destroyed like coalition forces, then I will be in danger. I have to think of some solutions, maybe it is still time now."

Roger took out a crystal panel, thought for a while, and wrote words on it with a special pen.

In the spring of the North, afternoon is the warmest and most pleasant time of the day.

In the palace of Leighton, on the terrace of the entire Holy Alliance, which is famous for its luxury and exquisiteness, there is a pretty figure leaning against it.

Ecrel gently stroked the magic mirror, and her beautiful and profound appearance reflected in the magic mirror, but there was always sadness in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

Roger had briefly asked the Alliance to tell Ecrel through the Magic Mirror that the current situation was, and informed her of her next plan.
To be continued...