Demon Lord Calendar, Year 649, early Fifth Month.
Weather, overcast.
Eight in the morning. The already assembled troops were arranged in neat phalanxes. The footsteps of tens of thousands brought a dull echo, as if a giant beast was pacing.
The soldiers' iron boots trod over the scorched farmland, approaching the Silver City step by step. The army of the Enwei Demon Kingdom, currently defending the Silver City, would naturally not turn a blind eye. Surrounded by vast plains, Viola's army was discovered the moment they set out.
A large crowd of people hurried onto the city walls. Ballistas were wound, and sabers were unsheathed. Mixed with the beat of war drums, an air of grim lethality arose.
"My loyal and valiant soldiers of the Avarus Demon Kingdom!"
Viola rode her horse, weaving back and forth between the infantry phalanxes. Her voice was magically amplified to ensure everyone could hear.
"One year ago, we fled our own capital. I have never doubted whether we could return. The invaders will surely be destroyed, they will surely pay the price!"