Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1378

As Nicholas rode out, he saw Clifford in the distance, which finally put his mind at ease.

He knew how fearless Clifford was—once people were willing to give their all and feared nothing, they could achieve anything.

This was the war Nicholas had dreamed of—the battle for his great cause.

All the calmness he had once carried disappeared. The suppressed fire in his blood surged through his limbs, and the desire to rule the world filled him with an overwhelming strength and conviction.

He believed that ambition was the most powerful force in the world, and that it was unstoppable.

What he didn't realize was that ambition wasn't the strongest force. The greatest forces were love and hate, justice and unity.

It was the patriotism of Carissa, the commander of the Mystic Army!

It was the hatred of Carissa, whose family had been slaughtered!

It was also the union of soldiers and martial artists, working together to expel the rebels and uphold justice for the people!

Nicholas quickly realized something was wrong. The soldiers led by Clifford had all taken off their military uniforms, revealing civilian clothes underneath. Embroidered on the fabric was the Spencer family's crest.

They were from the Spencer family!

He realized he had been tricked. It wasn't Clifford who had arrived, but the Spencer family's people, along with a group of martial artists.

No matter how skilled Nicholas was, he was trapped and couldn't even command his troops once Adrian appeared.

However, the rebel army led by Hans was incredibly fierce. They pressed forward, fighting their way from the river to the two main streets. Beyond that was the Royal Street.

Carissa led them toward Royal Street. It was the closest street to the palace, with few civilians, so there wouldn't be any innocent casualties.

The gates of the noblemen's estates in the capital were shut tight, their most trusted guards stationed to prevent any rebels from breaching and taking them hostage.

Some brave souls were not afraid of death and had climbed up to the walls to watch the battle. Though terrified and their legs were shaking, they couldn't help but reassess Mystic Army's strength.

As it turned out, the Mystic Army was this strong!

Yes, many people in the capital had forgotten just how formidable the Mystic Army once was, especially after a group of idle nobles had made the Garrison Unit a mess. The people had completely lost hope in the so-called Mystic Army.

On top of that, their commander had even been replaced—it was no longer the Hell Monarch.