Chapter 255 The Villain Lady Arrives 83

Chapter 255 The Villain Lady Arrives 83

The wind from the northern border, with its biting chill, whistled across the vast grassland, as if even the sky was frozen by the chill. In this frontier land far away from the hustle and bustle of the royal city, the eldest prince Leo was standing in front of his simple tent, staring at the blurred horizon in the distance, his heart filled with worry and uneasiness about the unknown fate.

His figure stretched out in the dim candlelight, appearing particularly lonely and determined.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night. A heavy-armored bodyguard, covered in dust, almost staggered into the tent, holding tightly in his hand a magic star sword inlaid with strange runes. The sword body trembled slightly, as if telling some ominous omen.

"Your Highness!" The guard's voice trembled slightly with excitement. "This is an urgent secret letter from the royal city. I use your magic star sword as a token to ensure its authenticity."

Upon hearing this, Leo turned around suddenly, and a light of disbelief flashed in his deep eyes.

He stepped forward quickly and took the heavy magic star sword with both hands. The moment his fingertips touched the hilt, a familiar yet unfamiliar force seemed to penetrate his palm and strike his heart.

The runes on the sword seemed to come alive, emitting a faint blue light and resonating with the blood surging in Leo's body.

He slowly unfolded the letter, and every word hit his heart like a hammer.

In the letter, although the father's handwriting was messy, every word was heartbreaking, telling a heartbreaking fact - the palace was breached by the rebellious Duke, and the father, the queen and all the brothers and sisters were not spared, and were all captured by the ambitious Duke.

At this moment, the whole country has fallen under the Duke's iron hoof. The sky of the royal city is shrouded in haze, and the people's cries and despair are intertwined.

Leo's face turned livid in an instant, and the letter in his hand trembled slightly with anger. He closed his lips tightly, and his eyes were burning with anger, which was hatred for betrayal, worry about his relatives, and resistance to fate.

"Bang!" Leo finally couldn't hold back his anger and slammed the letter on the table. The candlelight on the table flickered, as if it also felt the anger and despair. His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"This... is impossible! How could my country and my family be controlled so easily by a traitor!"

Upon seeing this, the guards immediately knelt on the ground, with a hint of sobs in their voices: "Your Highness, this is absolutely true. The spies in the royal city risked their lives to send this letter in the hope that Your Highness can lead us to restore the prestige of our country and rescue His Majesty and the Queen."

Leo took a deep breath and tried to calm his heart. He knew that at this moment, he was not only the defender of the northern border, but also the only hope of this country. He had to be strong and calm to lead the people out of this darkness.

"Get up." Leo's voice returned to its usual calmness. "Tell me, what is the current situation in the royal city? How many loyal troops can be deployed?"

The guard stood up and replied respectfully, "Your Highness, most of the troops in the royal city have been controlled by the Duke, but there are still a small number of generals loyal to Your Majesty who are secretly gathering and waiting for your order. In addition, although the troops in the northern border are small in number, they are all brave and good at fighting. As long as you give the order, we will follow you to the death."

Leo nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination: "Okay! Pass my order, immediately summon all loyal generals and soldiers, and prepare to march south to defend the king. At the same time, send messengers to contact other vassal states, asking them to send troops to help out of their past friendship."

The guards took the order and left, and silence returned to the tent again.

Leo stood alone in front of the table, staring at the magic star sword, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

This sword was a gift from his father as a gift to him as a man, implying that he would shoulder the responsibility of protecting the country. Now, it is not only a symbol of power, but also a weapon for his revenge and redemption.

The night was getting deeper. Leo sat at the table, writing quickly. Secret letters were born in his hands, each carrying his hope for the future and his desire for victory.

This battle will be extremely difficult, but he believes that as long as there is love and faith in their hearts, nothing can stop them from moving forward.

With the departure of the guards, Leo was the only one left in the tent. He stared at the flickering candlelight on the table, his mind full of thoughts. The night seemed longer than usual, and in this silence, a storm was brewing.

Soon, several generals in plain clothes quietly entered the tent, their faces full of solemnity and determination. These people were Leo's confidants who had been cultivated in the northern border for many years. They were all wise and brave and loyal to Leo.

"Your Highness, we have assembled as you ordered." A burly general named Kyle spoke first. His voice was low and powerful, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

Leo turned around and scanned the faces of each general. Their eyes showed both fear of the unknown and desire for victory. "Very good, everyone. Now, we need to discuss in detail how to break through the Duke's defenses and save the royal city."

He walked to the map in the center of the tent and gently ran his finger over the winding river. That was the only way to the royal city and the focus of the Duke's defense.

"The Duke will obviously not let us get close to the royal city easily. He will set up many ambushes along the way, especially the crossing of this river, which will be heavily guarded."

"Your Highness is right," said Arya, a young general with a pretty face and sharp eyes. "But we can use the cover of night to send an elite team to cross the river first to scout the enemy's situation and create a false impression to attract the enemy's attention."

Leo nodded in agreement. He knew that Arya's wisdom should not be underestimated. "This plan is feasible, but we must ensure that the action is swift and covert. Once discovered, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I have selected soldiers who are best at stealth and reconnaissance. They can complete the mission without being detected." Arya responded confidently.

"So, what happens after we cross the river?" Another general, named Brandon, who was calm and good at tactical planning, was frowning at the moment, thinking about the next steps.

Leo pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the map again. "Although the Duke's army is large in number, they are scattered everywhere, and the interior of the royal city must be empty. We can take advantage of this and adopt a strategy of dividing the troops and attacking together. One part of the troops will attract the enemy head-on, and the other part will make a detour to raid the royal city."

"Divide our forces and attack together?" Kyle frowned slightly, obviously worried about this plan. "Your Highness, this is extremely risky. If we fail on the front battlefield, we may be attacked from both sides."

Leo smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Risks and opportunities coexist, General Kyle. The front battlefield is crucial, but it is not our main attack direction. Our real goal is to rescue His Majesty and the Queen, as well as those loyal subjects who are imprisoned. As long as we can successfully raid the royal city, the Duke's army will naturally fall into chaos without a fight."

"Your Highness is wise!" The generals nodded one after another, expressing their admiration for Leo's decision.

Next, they launched a more detailed discussion around this strategy, repeatedly considering every detail from troop allocation, marching routes, to logistical support, striving to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

"In addition," Leo suddenly changed the subject and looked at Arya, "You are also responsible for contacting the generals who are still secretly gathering in the royal city to ensure that they can provide us with support at the critical moment."

"Yes, Your Highness. I will take charge of this matter personally and ensure that the information is conveyed accurately." Arya took the order and left, her figure gradually disappearing into the night.

As the discussion deepened, the atmosphere in the tent gradually became heated and tense. Leo knew that this battle was not only a test of their military talents, but also a test of their will and beliefs.

"Remember, we are not just fighting for a battle, we are fighting for the future of our country and for countless innocent lives." Leo's voice echoed in the tent, every word was full of strength and determination.