Ember Dragon
Chapter 352

Conquer the Northern Lands

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The main force of the allied forces has been annihilated, and most of the living forces of the the North countries have been almost completely exhausted. What remains can only be considered a wrap-up.

The noble lords of various cities fought valiantly with their remaining private armies, but this was utterly insignificant in the face of the kingdom's offensive, not even causing a ripple.

Across the vast territory of the Northern United Kingdom, two massive mixed legions, led by Earl Ake and Earl Gold Tooth, swept across the land, launching lightning-fast offensives in the east and west respectively.

In less than two months, amidst the roar of cannons, the capitals of eight duchies, including the Carter Duchy, the Fano Duchy, the Otto Duchy, and the Sweeney Duchy, fell one after another, and those important military towns were also taken over by the kingdom.

Immediately afterwards, they used these cities as bases to launch offensives in various places.

However, the Anzeta Great Wasteland vast and sparsely populated, and contains many castles and manors belonging to knights, nobles, and lords. Therefore, even the kingdom's army cannot clear them all out in a short period of time.

Therefore, Marshal Dolo chose to unleash the vast army of "Starfallers," allowing these tens of thousands of people to roam the Anzeta Great Wasteland and eliminate the remaining Northern Nobles forces.

Main Quest: Conquer the Northern Lands

Mission Description: The Embers of the Burned Kingdom has wiped out most of the forces in the the North, but remnants of the Northern Nobles still roam this vast wasteland.

They continue to oppress the poor people of Anzeta, perpetuating their corrupt rule that has lasted for over a thousand years. Therefore, warriors loyal to the Embers of the Burned Kingdom —wipe them out completely! Note: Do not harm civilians! Quest Rewards: Large amounts of Gold Coin, Faction Contribution, and Reputation Points.

Special title: Conqueror of the Northern Lands

Needless to say, contributions and Gold Coin go without saying, but [Reputation Points] are linked to the newly launched [Nobility] system.

There's also an unprecedentedly cool title that turns your nickname purple, allowing you to flaunt your seniority to new players. How could anyone resist? These alone make this reward quite generous.

Moreover, they also had the opportunity to rob the nobles' treasury, which was a golden opportunity to amass Gold Coin.

The mission description didn't explicitly state this, but they only said not to harm civilians, not to rob nobles!

Thus, the players' enthusiasm was ignited.

They chanted all sorts of strange slogans and swarmed into the the North territory like locusts, launching a massive operation.

"To become a superior person!"

"They're trying to freeload!"

"Siege! Siege!"

The Otto Duchy, Vichy City.

This city is one of the major cities in the country, especially famous for producing exquisite and gorgeous fabrics. It was once known as the "Northern Cloth Capital," and its fabrics were popular the North.

However, after being dumped by the Embers of the Burned Kingdom, all the artisans in the city went bankrupt, and the city became quite desolate.

Now, news of the alliance's defeat and the attack from the Embers of the Burned Kingdom has spread throughout the city, causing widespread panic.

"Oh my god. I heard that Oksa City has fallen."

"That's not all, our duke has already been captured!"

Do those Evil Dragon Kin eat people?

"Gods above, is this the end of the world?"

Such conversations are commonplace in the dimly lit tavern.

Many city dwellers have already felt despair, believing that the situation in the the North is hopeless. They hope to gain better treatment by surrendering, at least to prevent the monsters from unleashing their true nature and wreaking havoc in the city.

Old White, a craftsman in the city, took a sip of wine and said drunkenly, "If you ask me, we should open the city gates!"

"I heard from my friends in the caravan that the army of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom does not harm civilians, but only captures Noble Lord."

"Is this real?"

Someone asked in a trembling voice.

Old White leaned down mysteriously and whispered, "Absolutely true."

However, he soon lay back down on his chair like a lump of mud and sighed, "It's a pity that those Noble Lord are unwilling to surrender, and they've made us live in fear for so long."

"What, what are you going to do?"

Suddenly, his voice became panicked.

Several soldiers stormed into the tavern, roughly grabbed Old White, and dragged him outside.

"Come with us, you are suspected of colluding with foreign enemies!"

The tavern fell silent.

After a long while, the boss gave a wry smile and poured the crystal-clear wine into the glass on the table.

"Everyone, let's not talk about this kind of thing."

"Enjoy the delicious bar"

"While we're still alive."

Someone raised their glass and said this.

It is clear that the city's ruler, Earl Okote Sul, has no intention of surrendering, and if he had before, he has no intention of surrendering now.

The bloody "public trial" also spread throughout the the North, making countless Northern Nobles feel uneasy and fearful.

The Earl's mansion was brightly lit.

Earl Okote paced back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, his expression unusually gloomy.

"Any news from the scouts?"

"Where are the armies of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom? How far are they from Vichy City?"

He couldn't wait to ask a series of questions.

The captain of the guard, clad in plate armor, knelt before him, reporting tremblingly, "No, no, but it is said that quite a few cities have already fallen, including your brother's—the Earl of Earl Dengzel of Burr Territory."

"My lord, the allied forces have been completely annihilated. The situation in the the North is hopeless. Should we..."

"Smack!"

Earl Okote strode forward, slapped the captain of the guard hard across the face, and roared, spitting as he spoke, "Do you think I don't know? Do I need you to remind me?"

"That damned dragon gave us no way out! Do you know how many nobles they killed in Strasbourg? One hundred and twenty-one! Including Grand Duke Leo's eldest son!"

"They even created a so-called 'public trial' to let those lowly people decide our life or death. This is a complete insult!"

Earl Okote paused, gritting his teeth, "They... they're trying to completely uproot the foundation of the Northern Nobles!"

"Damn it! I've never seen such an evil dragon!"

"Other evil dragons might plunder at most, killing a few hundred people, but this dragon... he actually incited commoners to kill nobles! This is unheard of! Even the Abyssal Devil aren't this evil!"

"Then what should we do, Your Excellency Earl?"

The captain of the guard knelt on the ground, covering his face, which was red from being slapped, and said in a trembling voice.

"Let's hold out in Vichy City like this. The city's defenses are quite good; they won't be able to break through for the time being. If the enemy does attack..."

"We will abandon the city and evacuate."

Earl Okote stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed, and almost spat out the words through clenched teeth.

"Alyosha, go and pack my treasure."

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