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Chapter 921 - 476: The True King and the Pseudo King

Chapter 921: Chapter 476: The True King and the Pseudo King

All mid-to-high-ranking officers in the military district of the southern hills had heard Ivita’s voice. Some were skeptical, some had already begun to believe, and in any case, the morale of the entire district’s troops had significantly diminished.

This allowed Ivita’s forces, when passing through these fortifications, to almost only face the Dragon Flame within each of them.

In the following two days, the pace of the march greatly increased.

During these two days, Mostos, the military commander of the district, took a group of officers and troops to the mountain location that Ivita had proactively provided, to meet with Ivita and confirm that Ivita had rescued almost all the nobles’ wives and families from within the Royal Capital. This caused the entire southern hills military district, the largest fortress group defense line within the Alsace Kingdom, to almost completely abandon any resistance.

When Mostos led Ivita to the most important castle of the district, the Southern Fort, and let Ivita shed a drop of her blood into the most important furnace of the southern hills district, the Female Dragonfire, all the Dragon Flame within the various castles throughout the district fell under Ivita’s control.

Ivita, who already had a very high right of inheritance, faced almost no resistance from the Fire Dragon Law.

This meant that the military district of the southern hills had completely fallen into Ivita’s hands.

This was the first time in nearly a hundred years that the southern hill military district of Alsace had been breached.

After seizing control of this part of the district, Ivita immediately ordered Mostos to open up the various fortresses, allowing her troops to march directly towards the Alsace Royal Capital, and at the same time, she commanded him to rearrange the two remaining legions within the district to guard against the Lower Burgundian forces that were already stirring at the border.

Originally, the people of the Duchy of Lower Burgundy, seeing Ivita’s coalition forces invade Alsace, also wanted a share of the spoils, only waiting for Ivita’s forces to break through the toughest fortress defense group of the hilly region.

Unfortunately for them, they were to be disappointed.

Although Ivita had occupied the district, she had retained most of its infrastructure, and the fortifications in the southern hills of Alsace remained an insurmountable strongest defense line.

Meanwhile, the King of the Ancient Tomb ordered his troops to rest for a night and then launched a surprise attack on the Alsace Royal Capital.

They were now three counties away from the Alsace Royal Capital, but since those counties were inland, they almost had no defense measures in place.

The fortresses that were supposed to resist foreign enemies effectively, allowing the defending forces to rely on them to wage a guerrilla war even if the counties fell, were dismantled during Henry VII’s reign out of fear that the nobles could easily rebel because of the castles.

As a result, the nobles in these counties were left without a defensible position. Once the counties were controlled by Ivita’s faction, they had no choice but to surrender.

Add to that, they were already dissatisfied with Jalen, and now that the female members of the nobility in the monastery were in Ivita’s hands, Ivita’s forces almost encountered no resistance and passed through these counties directly.

In the Lower Burgundian army of five thousand, stationed just outside the southern hills, the Lower Burgundian commanders were very disappointed upon learning that Ivita had already led her forces into Alsace.

Because the situation was different from their earlier expectations.

Ivita’s forces had not caused irreversible damage to Alsace’s defensive lines, which led to their miscalculation, and the Lower Burgundians could only return dejectedly with their forces.

But now, the most disappointed and furious person was Jalen, Louis XIII of Alsace.

Jalen soon received news that seven consecutive counties had fallen and the southern hill district had been lost, with more than twenty thousand high-quality allied forces heading straight for the Royal Capital.

It may be tomorrow, it may be today, it may be the day after tomorrow, but they would arrive very soon.

Jalen, in the Hall of Discussion within the palace, looked at the ministers hiding their facial expressions in the shadows, his eyes filled with anger and suspicion.

Since no one in the Hall of Discussion was initiating conversation, he took the initiative to speak, "My ministers, do not be too disheartened. We have not yet reached a desperate situation, and the current situation is still favorable to us. The Law still stands on our side. If we quickly assemble our troops, we can decisively confront that treacherous Ivita right in front of the Royal Capital."

After Jalen spoke, not a single minister in the Hall of Discussion opened their mouth to speak; instead, they looked at each other.

Jalen knew they had their own agendas and sneered to himself.

After all, this was a civil war, not an invasion by foreign enemies.

Therefore, it was acceptable for them to accept losing in a civil war. The court ministers believed that, even if Ivita won, at most they would only lose some wealth and status.

Jalen took off the ring he wore on his hand, symbolizing the king, and sneered. "The Fire Dragon Ring is here with me. You all enjoy the king’s stipends, yet still wish to seek another sovereign?"

"Where are the Imperial Guards?!"

A row of knights clad in full plate armor, resembling tall steel demons with only a slit for their eyes visible, entered from outside the Hall of Discussion and surrounded the place.

Jalen no longer played along and directly used force to suppress any potential betrayal. "Anyone who wishes to serve another sovereign, stand out now and speak to me. I will send you to meet Ivita immediately."