482,

The entire army was on high alert, the final forty thousand soldiers looking towards the same direction.

"General, this is a night attack! Are we really going to do this?"

"Turtlehead, don't forget who we are!"

General Cyclone paid no attention to the doubts of the military adviser, firmly putting on the white war robe that represented his kingly intentions.

At the same time, the forty thousand soldiers of the army did the same.

In an instant, the forty thousand soldiers transformed into a sea of white.

Everyone then donned their white helmets in unison, ready for action.

A battle of the century was about to commence, the pure white army already aiming at the gates ahead.

"This battle! Will decide the future of the world!!"

General Cyclone, atop his warhorse, shouted to the army lined up in front.

"We are justice! We are peace!! White is the embodiment of our beliefs!!"

Under the black night sky, General Cyclone raised his right hand high and pointed forward with force.

"Charge!!!!!"

At this command, the forty thousand soldiers surged forward like unleashed beasts, racing straight towards the gates ahead.

Watching his soldiers bravely pressing forward, Old Turtle felt exhilarated.

"General, to have this as our first battle is truly amazing!"

"Why's that?"

Facing the adviser's insight, General Cyclone harbored doubts akin to Tiny's.

"Up ahead is the most famous among the Seven Cities, the City of Dusk."

Cyclone looked at the city ahead.

With its golden illustrious rooftops, front-to-back architectural design, and perfectly colored glamorous walls, it appeared as a sensuous city meticulously planned by the hands of a deity.

Any who laid eyes on such a city would feel an urge to claim it as their own.

"She is the recognized sensual city on the continent. Let the soldiers capture this place first, and our army's morale will be elevated to the extreme! We'll blow the winds of victory for the upcoming battles!"

At this moment, the King's Sword in Cyclone's grip began to tremble.

"It seems this sword has the same thoughts as well, eager to engage in a fierce battle with her~"

Seeing this, both the general and the adviser smiled.

"Hurry... Cyclone!? What are you doing?"

Suddenly, the lord of the City of Dusk appeared on the city tower.

Not only seeing his two defense towers being flanked by enemy forces, but also realizing that the opponent would use occupying his defense towers to aid the invasion of their army.

"This is... my, my body... what is happening..."

Awakened by the invasion, everything unfolded just as General Cyclone had anticipated.

Though the effects of the drug were insufficient, he would still wake up from his stupor by the time the battle began.

Nevertheless, this way is better, as battling an opponent who won't resist will only leave our soldiers feeling empty.

General Cyclone rode forth to meet the enemy, and in the moment his horse reared up, he pointed his King's Sword straight ahead.

"Forward, all troops!!!"

Simultaneously, the Old Turtle adviser also shouted along.

"Archers!! Ready!!"

Just in preparation, but a large number of arrows had already been released.

"What?!"

Faced with the sudden barrage of arrows, the city lord missed the opportunity to speak.

Watching one wet arrow after another approaching him, the city lord first felt puzzled.

However, soon after, a fiery arrow appeared out of nowhere and struck directly at the city lord's location.

In an instant, the watchtower on the city gate was ablaze with fiery flames, the soaked arrows were just a preparation, the real show was the core fire arrows.

The ignited flames were like the passionate fighting spirit, General Cyclone, riding his horse, charged straight towards the city gate.

"Forward!!!!!!!"

The leading vanguard force pushed with all their might in front of the city gate, hoping that General Cyclone could break through.

However, something magical suddenly happened.

"That's...enough~♡Cyclone...your, your intensity♡♡"

With these words from the city lord, the city gate miraculously opened by itself.

It seemed that the fire attack was effective, igniting the watchtower of the city with slippery oil, creating fiery stimulation through a controlled eruption.

Unable to withstand such a fierce blow, the enemy troops inside the city automatically surrendered, opening the city gate for General Cyclone.

General Cyclone, of course, did not miss this opportunity.

With the sword of the king pointing straight ahead, the whole army accelerated towards the depths of the city gate.