Prince Titus of Lyndaria was right. Whether they liked it or not, a decisive battle with the Princess Royal was inevitable. At this point, it was all about who could act more efficiently and seize the initiative...
Strike first and you control the outcome; act second and you’re at the enemy’s mercy. Once Prince Titus made his decision, he didn’t hesitate—he gathered his army at top speed, and while the Princess Royal was still wavering, he launched a grand offensive and attacked her territory.
"This is a battle for the whole kingdom—victory is the only option!"
"If we win, Lyndaria remains Lyndaria. If we lose, you become captives of Northlyn!"
"This battle—no retreat, no surrender!"
These were Prince Titus’s words to his troops before battle: win, and your home will still be yours, with family waiting for you. But if you lose, never come back—your parents, brothers, wives, and children will all become Northlyn’s captives.
This battle is for our country—and even more, for our families!
With tragic resolve and fierce courage, the Lyndarian army crossed the great river, charging into the Princess Royal’s territory on the opposite bank...
"Drive out the invaders—protect our homeland!"
They were the righteous army, burdened with defending their homeland. They could only win, not lose; only advance, never retreat. Even if the road ahead was a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, they had to charge forward, stepping over the bodies of fallen comrades to press on...