Frilian at Elden Ring

However, Hyde then told her some new information: "Your Majesty, the Great Dragon Church still exists in Galid."

"I understand what you mean. Let the army prepare to march."

141

Chapter 141 Arrival at Galid's destination.

The throne room in Stoneville.

Although Frilian has been away for a long time, the place remains clean and tidy. The bright floor-to-ceiling windows, the red carpet on the ground, and the steps give it a solemn and dignified feel.

Normally, it acts as the brain of the South, issuing various decrees, but today it has finally welcomed its master.

A sand table map came into view, and a group of officers, led by Edgar, were discussing it animatedly, not daring to be negligent, as each representative of a different unit continued to advance their operations...

"Your Majesty, you have finally arrived."

Compared to the various etiquettes of the civil officials, he, who had always followed them on campaigns, was clearly more familiar with them.

"Without your support, it would be very difficult to mobilize resources."

"what's up?"

"A large number of decaying creatures have been discovered around the wall of flames, including a decaying wyvern that can breathe out a putrid stench and is very troublesome."

"I understand. You don't need to worry about that. I'll take the lead and eliminate those powerful enemies first."

I'm really interested in the mention of the dragon Freylian who uses the power of corruption. In a sense, we are all casters of crimson corruption, so we should exchange our experiences, which will be beneficial to our own experiments.

Her purification spells were confirmed to be ineffective against living beings, but the activity of living beings could, in turn, re-pollute the purified land, so they had to be removed.

Those who are infected must not be allowed to remain.

The Farron Immortals are willing to destroy a nation in order to drive out the forces of the Abyss.

Now Frilian needs to show the same determination.

The officers looked at each other, thinking they would have to think about it at length, but they never expected His Majesty to take it on.

"So you've decided to go ahead first?"

Edgar asked.

"Yes, just like in Lienia."

Everyone is familiar with this tactical arrangement, which has proven effective in the Lakelands. Since that's the case, there's really nothing to worry about, especially with Soul King leading the way.

"Next, we need to consider the troop movement. Your Majesty, you'd better find out the general route first..."

The two sides had cooperated several times and were quite adept at it. Even Frillian understood the basics thanks to Edgar's simple and straightforward explanation, especially regarding the number of troops currently available to the south.

3 million.

Overall, the number of participants was roughly the same as in the Nymgfu War a few years ago.

When everyone was fighting fiercely in Stoneville, it felt like a grand and imposing battle. Now, imagine how spectacular it would be to spread out and fight in the open field.

“There are so many!”

"Your Majesty, I actually left most of the second-line forces on the mainland, otherwise the number would be even larger."

Logically speaking, with a large population emerging from the zombie state and then recuperating and expanding the army, the number shouldn't be so small. In reality, the apparent "small number" is actually the source of the commanders' confidence; quality is more important than quantity in the army.

During the Garrosh era, a large number of mercenaries and undead joined the army, resulting in inconsistent quality and making it difficult to issue orders.

It's like a rusty machine; nobody can turn it on.

The officers who took over decided to demolish and rebuild.

All those who had been incompetent were purged, those who needed to be dismissed were dismissed, and those who needed to be reorganized were reorganized, with the army largely composed of normal human beings.

They are highly motivated, physically strong, disciplined, and possess an ever-growing and more beautiful homeland worth protecting. Most importantly, they are united under the banner of Frilian and fearless.

They have a reason to fight.

Based on this alone, it's unknown how many more troops there are on the border. Don't underestimate morale. The larger the battlefield, the more important organization becomes, and organization is related to morale.

Moreover, the 3 troops mentioned by Edgar are mobile and can fight on their own, so they won't affect the defense of the base.

The expeditionary force was well-equipped, featuring armor and weapons captured from the royal army, as well as the full force accumulated over many years in the Nymgford armory. This also included the two trump cards: the Limb-Splitting Nobles and the Dragon Eaters.

Supporting forces include demi-humans, mountain demons, flying dragons, and hybrids.

Their composition is complex, but because of years of dedicated work in soul healing techniques, they are in a stable state and can be of great use.

"...This concludes our preparations for the expeditionary force."

Edgar said with great excitement, "We will eradicate the corrupt creatures."

"The troop strength is more than I expected."

Frillie exclaimed in admiration.

The development in the South exceeded her expectations. She was prepared to clean up the corrupt elements by herself, but you quietly assembled an army of 30,000, and the average quality was high.

Based on war potential, it wouldn't be difficult for Lienia to produce another 40,000 after a period of recuperation. What if we add the resources from Gelid's recovery in the future?

If we gather them together, wouldn't we be able to reach an army of 100,000?

Moreover, the style of the border area is that it requires little or no supplies. Once the equipment is in place, you can set off. The requirements for auxiliary troops are very low, and it can achieve a terrifying figure of almost 95% participation rate of a large force.

Unlike the real world, it doesn't require laborers, cooks, medics, or other strenuous personnel.

No wonder the alliance of monarchs fought so fiercely back then; how could it not be a spectacular battle?

Even though she took over territory that had been ravaged by them, Frilian was still shocked by their sheer number of troops.

However, it has weaknesses.

"I've heard that there are powerful flocks of dragons in the Dragon Tomb region, which even heroes find difficult to set foot in."

She succinctly pointed out that "the lack of fundamental strength is reflected in the surplus of combat power at the middle and lower levels."

Edgar nodded. "That's right, we are severely lacking in high-end combat power. The bad news is that Bloodfinger is active frequently and will definitely harass us, which will probably make marching difficult, and that would be troublesome."

"They really know how to be disgusting."

"Rumor has it that the collapse of the monarchical coalition was caused by the presence of bloody forces, who are experts at harassing armies and disrupting their plans."

"Why is the Blood Dynasty interfering? Has the matter been thoroughly investigated?"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I don't know. But the contradictions at your level are nothing more than a few."

indeed.

Most of the time it's for the sake of the Great Rune. Who the other party is is not important. What's important is that they are the enemy, and we must be wary of them.

"Don't worry, I'll leave the Legion of Bones to you."

Upon hearing this, the officers breathed a sigh of relief and their brows relaxed, as more and more information about them was becoming available. With His Majesty's repeated enhancements, they had essentially become a hero-level squad, capable of suppressing Bloodfin attacks without any problem.

Since that's the case, one less concern is addressed, and the remaining minor details become less of a hassle.

"Your Majesty, we will arrive in batches. There are too many people to travel together; otherwise, excessive deployment on the main battlefield would hinder command."

"Just do what you always do, Edgar. I believe in you. See you in Galid."

"Is Your Majesty about to depart?"

"Ah."

"Could we observe how to cure the soil of corruption?"

Frilian had anticipated this question, so she skillfully took out the sample and demonstrated to everyone how to actively absorb it using the Ionia flower, and then digested it with her own magic.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, yet nerve-wracking, especially when she put the bright red flower on her head.

No matter how you look at it, that thing is eager to break free and it exploded right there in Stoneville. What kind of heart can be so frightened!

"So you used your own magic to completely eliminate the Crimson Corruption?"

"That's it."

The crowd twitched at the confirmation, for it meant that the Soul King's body could resist the Crimson Flower's mutation. It was simply miraculous; even General Shattered Star had been rendered wishing for death by this attack.

They were relieved, and believed that the Galid region would surely usher in a new era.

To be honest, they have no feelings for the crimson, corrupt land; they've had the impression of a post-apocalyptic wasteland for a long time. But as neighbors, they can't help but worry, as they could be infected at any time.

"I basically understand everything, I'll go first."

"Wait, Your Majesty."

Seeing Frillie about to leave, Edgar quickly stopped her, saying solemnly:

"It is true that it is right to tell the soldiers to protect their homeland and save the borderlands; it is enough to inspire their fighting spirit. But this is His Majesty's army. They have come for the banner of the Soul King and need a tangible symbol, a representative, a king. They haven't seen you in a long time. Go and see them. Your Majesty, even though I have led troops into battle many times, it does not affect their souls' submission to you."

It's not just about urging your boss to show more ability, but also about giving yourself a break. Otherwise, who's really leading the conquest?

Even the Lion Chancellor, the partner of the first king Govre, never had such full authority; most of the time, the king himself went into battle alongside him.

The silver-haired girl rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment.

"My first step is to take over the area along Gael Fortress. Once you all regroup, we'll wipe out the corrupted creatures together... You're right, let me see how everyone has changed."

Edgar smiled with relief, unaware that there was only one thing he couldn't persuade His Majesty to do:

the study.

Frillie was obsessed with witnessing firsthand the crimson, corrupt soil.

It was Melina who persuaded her to stop.

“General Edgar has already explained the reasoning clearly, so I won’t repeat it. You are not just an adventurer, Frilian. As a ruler, you must meet everyone’s expectations, especially those of your legion.”

"The Knights of Rodel brought the Golden Conquest as the core of the army, and the Southern Army will bring you the Conquest of the Lords of Cinder."

“I wouldn’t have given you this advice before, because it was unnecessary. But now the Southern Army has the aura to sweep across the region. Don’t let them down.”

Melina believes that the once weak soldiers have all been transformed.

Frillie readily agreed.

Guided by a group of officers, she left Stoneville and came to the adjacent high ground, where she set up camp for several kilometers.

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