A key member of the Second Prince's faction, the Witch Paris possesses the ability to stand alone and enjoys immense prestige. With her skill and status, she can easily reunite the Second Prince's power, which is currently leaderless in the capital, and help the empire overcome its crisis.
Furthermore, in this turbulent time, the power of the Second Prince's faction in the capital truly needs a skilled strategist to guide them and preserve their strength.
"Alright, it's settled then. Time is of the essence, so to make a long story short, my Chambord City can send a master from Chambord City to assist Your Highness in accomplishing this."
Sun Fei strongly supported it.
His Majesty the King also hopes that the Second Prince Dominguez can quickly organize a significant force around Saint Petersburg. Even if it cannot turn the tide of the war, it can at least provide a protective layer and buffer zone in front of Chambord City, preventing Chambord City from being drawn into the war too quickly and giving it sufficient time to prepare.
Therefore, whether for public or private reasons, Chambord City should give full support to the Second Prince's plan.
With a master like Sun Fei in charge, the golden force field spread out, preventing the Lyon army below the hill from reaching within a hundred meters of them. After quickly healing Dominguez, Granero, and the other soldiers, Sun Fei took the lead and, unstoppable, led the group to break through the encirclement.
With a light, effortless flick of his wrist, he unleashed a bloody torrent, instantly reducing the charging Lyon soldiers to dust.
"Divine Might! Divine Might! Divine Might!!!" The surviving Zenit soldiers roared furiously.
Lyon's army was terrified by Sun Fei's invincible methods and retreated like a tide. More than a dozen experts with considerable strength, their bodies flashing with Dou Qi and magical flames, leaped out to try to stop Sun Fei, but Sun Fei slowly pointed at them one by one, and they all exploded in mid-air. They didn't even have time to escape and were instantly killed or wounded.
Greatly alarmed, bugles sounded repeatedly from Lyon's army, and the troops pushed back like a tide, creating distance. They dared not pursue too far, and instead 'escorted' the group until they disappeared into the distance before taking the initiative to retreat.
After settling Dominguez and the others in a safe area, Sun Fei led the Witch Paris and headed towards the capital.
"Only by facing adversity with a spear can a true hero be revealed. Everyone says that King of Chambord's brilliance is too dazzling, that he amasses too much power and will sooner or later become a cancer in the capital. Who knew that when the empire was in danger, the first to step forward would be King of Chambord... Perhaps having such an arrogant and powerful king is actually the empire's good fortune!"
Dominguez watched as Sun Fei and Paris transformed into golden streaks of light and disappeared into the distant horizon, lost in thought.
The previously silent [ Red Beard ] Granero was clearly thinking about something else. After holding back several times, he finally said, "Why did Your Highness send Lady Paris to the capital? Just now, Paris..." The Alluring Witch's momentary loss of composure when facing Sun Fei had been witnessed by everyone. Granero and Dominguez, with their discerning eyes, naturally understood what that momentary, girlish lapse in composure truly meant.
" Paris has been with me for many years, but she is, after all, a woman," Dominguez understood Granero's implication and smiled slightly. "Many people think Paris is my woman, but she isn't. Over the years, she has finally met a young man who has captured her heart. Heh, why should I keep her by my side? King of Chambord Alexander is a man worthy of Paris's heart."
Granero paused, taken aback.
"You're the same. You've been with me for so many years, protecting me from at least twenty assassination attempts. You have more than a dozen scars on your body, and you almost lost your life a few times. Now that the empire has weathered this storm, it's time for you to take a good rest. At the very least, you should get married and have children so that your bloodline can continue!" Dominguez said with a smile.
Granero served the second prince, holding a high position and wielding great power, but the factional struggles were extremely dangerous, and he never married.
The two gazed at the rising sun on the horizon and fell silent.
Sun Fei and Paris stood atop the [ Throne of Chaotic Times ], concealed in the void. They evaded the search of the allied forces' experts along the way and quickly approached the vicinity of the capital. Seeing the scene of the allied forces of several major empires surrounding the capital like a flood, even the cunning Witch Paris couldn't help but change color in an instant.
This is a terrible war.
Saint Petersburg erected an incredibly massive orange-yellow magical shield, protecting the entire magnificent city. Streams of magical energy shot up from the allied forces' positions on all sides, trailing terrifying arcs of light, and slammed into the shield like a torrential downpour on a beach, creating ripples of yellow light. The shield trembled violently, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.
In one-on-one combat, the mage class doesn't have much of an advantage against Dou Qi master of the Moon Class or higher. However, on the battlefield, the terror of magic far surpasses that of Dou Qi.
Even low-level mages, when numerous, can exert an influence and cause destructive power on the battlefield that is unmatched by ordinary Dou Qi masters. If it weren't for the orange magical shield protecting them, the magnificent city of Saint Petersburg would probably have been razed to the ground by the allied forces' magical attacks long ago.
While the magic shield can defend against magical energy, it cannot stop physical attacks.
By this time, the moat of Saint Petersburg had been filled with corpses and blood, turning it into a flat area. Countless soldiers dressed in yellow, black, and other colors stepped over the corpses of their comrades, pushed siege equipment, and crossed the protective barrier that could only protect against magical attacks. They entered the barrier and launched an attack on the defenders on the city walls.
There were also countless Star Class Dou Qi masters, flashing across the ground like bouncing balls, arriving at the foot of the walls of Saint Petersburg. They climbed the hundred-meter-high walls with their bare hands, as agile as monkeys, dodging arrows and stones shot down from the walls, rushing to the top and unleashing a merciless slaughter.
Zenit's experts also launched a counterattack, and the two sides engaged in a fierce and desperate battle within the magical shields on and below the city walls.
Everywhere there was billowing smoke and cold corpses.
If it weren't for the towering walls of St. Petr, the corpses piled up at the foot of the walls would have been enough for attackers to climb over.
Amidst the battlefield, numerous Moon Class experts moved about, their every move causing immense destruction and lethality. While they could not alter the outcome of the war, they acted like sharp knives, inflicting significant losses on both sides.
In terms of the number of Moon Class powerhouses, the Zenit Empire is clearly at a disadvantage.
More often than not, the Zenit army could only rely on the high terrain of the city walls and strategic weapons such as massive magical crossbows and magic cannons to attack and kill the allied forces' Moon Class powerhouses. The effect was not great, but it was enough to ensure that the city's defenses would not be breached by the enemy's powerhouses to the greatest extent.
This is a terrifying scene, like the end of the Hell.
The sky was already obscured by thick smoke, and the air was filled with the pungent Bloody of blood. Blood flowed like rivers on the ground, and corpses piled up like mountains. Soldiers were fighting like ants, with hundreds and thousands dying every second. The colorful Dou Qi and magical flames flickered, making it all seem like a terrible nightmare.
This was the first time Sun Fei had ever seen a battlefield of such a large scale as a cold weapon war.
Life here is as cheap as grass. Even the high- Star Class martial artists are nothing more than slightly stronger ants, unable to control their own destiny. At any moment, Dou Qi master can be extinguished like a candle in the wind.
Death looms over the world; only a relentless battle to the death can prevail.
The only saving grace was that, despite the long siege that lasted a day and two nights, the four walls of Saint Petersburg remained firmly in the hands of the Zenit people and did not fall as easily as expected.
Faced with the flames of war, the Zenit Imperial Family's painstaking efforts over the past two decades finally played a crucial role, and they miraculously held out for more than sixty hours under the relentless and powerful attacks of the allied forces.
This is something that neither the Dortmund nor Lyon players had anticipated.
The coalition underestimated its opponent and paid a heavy price.
Looking down from the sky, Sun Fei and Paris only needed a cursory glance to know that in the past day and two nights of siege, the imperial allied forces, led by the people of Dortmund and Lyon, had lost at least 100,000 corpses beneath the walls of Saint Petersburg.
"What should we do? Should we sneak into the city first, or take this opportunity to wreak havoc?"
Sun Fei chuckled and asked, clenching his fist.
Third update.
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