Whoosh——
In the late autumn season, amidst the southeast wind blowing over the sea.
Two large black fleets had already set their formations in this sea area, which naturally borders Phaletis and Ilya. They could only be matched by each other, and even a fierce sea monster entering here would be ruthlessly torn to shreds.
This destined war is the Alliance's campaign against rebellion, and also the "Ilya Republic's" founding war baptized in blood and fire; neither side has room to retreat.
For the Tulip Alliance, abandoning faith, betraying the alliance, slaughtering nobles, and subverting royal authority are all grievous crimes. The Alliance's army will enter every city, every village, letting the rebellious capitalists understand what the iron fist of royal authority means:
