Emperor of Steel

To reach Alvera the capital of Konrad Territory, they had to pass through the Meltrin Plains.

It was Eisenberg, the city famous for its walls.

Originally the Konrad Region had a heterogeneous dynasty based on the dwarves.

Eisenberg, for the capital of Alvera, was built as a fortress to defend the place.

The fortress was further enlarged after the region was conquered by the Holy Empire and eventually turned into a gateway city that one should definitely pass through to reach Alvera from Bless.

In the office at the lordship overlooking the city of Eisenberg, there were two men standing.

It was the right hand of Duke Ferrierd, Marquis Parker, and Lazlie the lord of Flying Dragons.

“The army will get here by tomorrow.”

The first to speak was Marquis Parker.

He was one of the top generals of the Holy Empire, and he had spent more time fighting for the empire compared to anyone else.

However, at some point, there was a division in the empire, and the faction of Constantine had come to power, and the opposing faction of Duke Ferrierd declared self-independence and turned into the leader of the rebel army.

When the imperial army was placed in front of their region, the feelings were mutual for every lord.

There could be some comrades in the imperial army, with whom he might have fought together back in his days.

“The reinforcements have already arrived, and they have been fully briefed. The enemies won’t be able to go beyond Eisenberg,” responded Lazlie.

“Of course, that is known.”

Marquis Parker nodded his head at the words of Lazlie about the reinforcements.

As long as they participated in the rebellion, the Holy Empire was their only enemy.

The fights with the enemies and the break downs, he decided to think about those at a later time.

“No other ambush operation will work on them, right?”

“It did work very well at the start, but since they have already been hit, they will be on a constant lookout. Any more sudden acts would only end up eating more of our power, I don’t think it will make any sense to do that.”

“Then, are we just left with the option of fighting them head-on?”

According to the information from their spies, the Anti-Revolutionary War Army totaled to 150,000 with 500 Gigants and 3,000 knights.

They were hit once in the Meltrin Plains, but although they had lost some of their power, they were still way ahead of the rebels or the Konrad Kingdom.

They had the power to push away the Konrad Kingdom with great force, so Marquis Parker wasn’t terrified.

The walls of Eisenberg city were tall and thick and had incredible power inside of them.

In addition, the Holy Empire didn’t know that they weren’t dealing with just one force of the kingdom.

It was the Flying Dragons.

The Gigants, artillery, and other weapons were being supported by the other empires.

Not just that. The mercenary forces came to their aide as well, and those mercenaries filled what they were lacking.

“Maybe they will be shocked.”

The imperial forces might be shocked to see the Konrad Kingdom come with unexpected power.

An army that got crushed before the start of war could never win.

Marquis Parker, the former right-hand man of the Holy Empire, seemed confident.

“How do you plan on using the troops supported by the neighbors?” Lazlie asked with curiosity building inside of him.

“Those men are going to place their troops in front of their regions. They will have to pay a lumpy price for not taking part even after the King’s orders to convene in the war.”

In Konrad, there were dozens of other estates in addition to Duke Ferrierd’s.

Half of them actively responded to the rebel uprising, but the other half appeared here and there with no official response.

The fact that none of the nobles could have retained their place without the help of Duke Ferrierd, put them in a helpless situation.

“I see. Will the first battle be a Gigantic duel?”

At another question from Lazlie, Parker nodded his head.

“It will be. That will be the best way to boost the morale of our allies and beat the enemy.”

It had been a very long time since a Gigantic duel had taken place. Arch Duke Gregory, the strongest knight, and the other Saint Guards were the strongest opponents one could ask for.

However, for some untold reason, Arch Duke Gregory and the Saint Guards didn’t participate in the Anti-Revolutionary War.

The army still had a few Sword Masters, but they didn’t have enough Sword Masters to give them an advantage.

‘The mercenary captain and the assault captain, who came as reinforcements, are Sword Masters, right? If they are, then they might take care of all the tough ones.’

A letter from Duke Ferrierd stated that the mercenary captain of the Flying Dragons was Count Ferrero of the Baroque Empire, which meant that he would surely take out one or two Sword Masters of the enemy.

‘Okay, if we can go on like this, then we might be able to win the battle just like we have intended!’

With a hopeful look, he opened the door of the office to finish all the necessary preparations before the enemy reached them.

However, he didn’t realize that Lazlie, whom he had left behind, didn’t have the same shinning cold eyes as before.