In the Void World, the rebel camp in snowbound Frank Town was in chaos.
The Kingdom's forces had reached the outskirts of the camp and were forming ranks. They set up their cannons and waited for the order to bombard the town.
Inside Frank Town, Xihanu Lawrence's death had split the rebels into several factions. None would listen to the others, and some had even fought over supplies and military pay. Their unity was gone, their morale low. Faced with this, the Rune Federation's agents among the rebels could do little but keep control of their own troops and prepare to retreat with their strength intact.
Then Cyrabelle arrived under cover of night, leading her army.
They tried to keep quiet, but the movement of tens of thousands of soldiers soon alerted the rebels. Cyrabelle had never intended a stealth attack anyway. Whether the enemy spotted them or not, she would attack as soon as everything was ready.
At dawn, sunlight spread across the snowbound Northern Province.
The mournful cry of the War Horn rang through the sky. After three blasts, the cannons roared.
Frank Town was not large to begin with. Under the thunder of cannon fire, the whole town fell into the grip of terror.
The rebels had lost all will to fight. Instead of mounting a defense, they scrambled for supplies and prepared to flee.
It could hardly be called a battle anymore. It was an armed march followed by a brutal massacre...
The outcome had been decided from the start. The rebels lost, and the Kingdom Army crushed the uprising in the Northern Province. More than thirty thousand rebels were killed in this battle alone. The rest fled. Not one prisoner was taken.
Cyrabelle's name as The Butcher shook the entire Kingdom once more. With Xihanu