January 1, 9732 of the Radiant Calendar. Drizzle.
The new year had arrived, and only three months remained until the ceasefire agreement between the Kingdom of Isia and the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom expired.
Half a month earlier, the five armies of the 16th Legion, totaling 160,000 troops, had taken over the border garrison towns in northern Cadro Province and Xylos Province, making preparations for war.
At the southern border of Xigas Province in the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom, more than 200,000 Dwarven troops were stationed along the frontier in a defensive posture.
To face the war with the two human kingdoms, the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom, with a population of only forty-six million, had mobilized the entire nation.
At the call of the Church of the Dwarven Mountain God, countless Dwarves eagerly enlisted to resist the invasion of the two great human kingdoms.
Beneath the overcast drizzle, Velin felt unusually calm.
These harmonious, peaceful days might soon come to an end.
At the border between the two nations, the first clash was often the most brutal. It concerned not only victory, but also the initiative in the war.
If the Kingdom of Isia's army suffered a rout at the very beginning of the war, border provinces like Cadro Province would fall into enemy hands, and the flames of war would burn within the Kingdom of Isia.
Conversely, if the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom lost this confrontation, Xigas Province would become the front line, and those Dwarves would be the ones to suffer.
Still, Velin trusted the combat strength of the 16th Legion. The legion had gathered a Mica-grade Knight Order, two Magic Legions skilled in large-scale war magic, and two Kingdom Legions ranked near the front of the order.
"Lord Velin, the Legion Command Department requests your presence at