The fierce wind and sandstorm filled the air, mingling with the scent of gunpowder.
This is the northernmost region of Diony Country.
At the border of North State lies Isnia.
"Kill! Kill!"
"As a citizen of Diony Country, fight for Diony Country!"
Thunderous roars echoed through the gates of North State.
Outside Isnia, enemy generals trembled in fear!
Tens of thousands of Diony Country's soldiers raised their voices, their shouts carrying for miles!
Standing before the multitude of soldiers, stood a towering figure clad in the uniform of a general, adorned with a dazzling golden star on his shoulder, a sword that pierced the heavens, exuding a tremor-inducing aura.
The General of North State, Henry Miller.
Henry lifted his sword high, "You barbarians dare to invade the borders of Diony Country. Today, this sword shall bathe in your blood. For our flag!"
On that day, in Isnia of North State, 380,000 enemy soldiers perished in the yellow sand. A river of blood flowed.
This shocked all of Diony Country.
The Ravinia royal family declared overnight that Henry was the country's first defender.
A godlike status earned through a single battle. Dubbed as King Henry.
Inside the military tent, Henry drank a mouthful of strong wine, his expression devoid of sorrow or joy.
Seven years away from home, he wondered if his sister was still safe.
That woman. Surely, she had long since become another man's wife.
At this thought, Henry downed another cup of wine.
"General, this battle in Isnia shall go down in history!"
"One battle to ascend to divinity, none other than our General Miller!"
"The capital has already bestowed the title upon you. The only King Henry, among the three armies!"
Henry raised his finger and gently tapped on the table.
Silence filled the room. The clamor instantly disappeared. Every gaze turned toward Henry.
"In these years of battling in all directions, I have received many honors. Many people believe it is solely my merit. All of you are the million soldiers of North State and not to forget the brothers who have fallen.
"Without all of you, I would not be standing here today. Let's raise our cups and toast to the fallen soldiers of North State!" Henry stood up and raised his cup.
Everyone else followed suit, many with swollen, teary eyes. Amidst of bullets and bombs, surviving was nothing but luck. People who were joking and drinking with you yesterday might be mercilessly shot and killed today!
"To the brave warriors of North State!"
The sound of clattering cups echoed throughout the military tent, resonating through North State, through the countless lonely graves outside Isnia!
"Report! A messenger from Ravinia has arrived!"
Henry stood up and looked at the middle-aged man walking into the tent.
"Luca Caruso, the chief of staff of the Ravinian military, is here on behalf of the royal family to present a great gift to General Miller." Luca Caruso smiled faintly.
"Please thank the elders on my behalf," Henry replied nonchalantly.
Luca took out an item, a medal.
A golden medal. On the front, a shield was engraved, and on the back was King Henry's face!
Henry took the medal and gazed deeply at it.
The rest of the soldiers also stood up; their expressions solemn.
This was their king. The king of North State!
King Henry!!
"Congratulations, General Miller, King Henry. You deserve it. As for the ceremony to honor you, it hasn't been scheduled yet, but I've brought this gift for now," Luca said.
As he finished speaking, Luca raised his right hand to his brow.
Just as Henry was about to return the salute, Vice General Stefano suddenly rushed over, his face filled with urgency.
"General, an urgent message has come from Freton City!"
Henry's heart sank slightly, a bad premonition suddenly rising. "Who called?"
"It's Carlo Miller from the Miller family in the Freton provincial government!" Stefano quickly replied.
"Carlo?!" Henry's face changed instantly. He immediately took the phone.
"This is a recorded call we obtained; the time should be three days ago." Stefano clicked play.
A weak and elderly voice could be heard from the phone.
"Henry, I'm your uncle. Your sister has been kidnapped, her life or death is unknown. Where are you? Come home quickly!"
After Listening to the recording, Henry crushed the phone in his hand, emitting a chilling aura that filled the entire military tent.
"Isabella, Isabella!" Henry rushed out of the tent and into the wilderness, shouting her name.
"General!"
"Prepare the aircraft immediately. I'm returning to Freton immediately. At the same time, find out what happened to my sister and the whole story behind this!" Henry gave the order directly.
"General Miller, leaving North State without permission might not be appropriate," Luca stepped forward and calmly said. "Hmm?" Henry's gaze swept over, filled with murderous intent.
"As a General of North State, leaving without permission will cause panic among the people. General Miller, you were just granted a title, and preparations are being made in the capital to honor you. If your reputation is damaged..." Luca didn't finish speaking but had already conveyed his meaning.
"Do you think I care about these vanities?" Henry replied coldly.
Tensions rose in an instant.
Luca calmly said, "General Miller, mind your words and actions."
Henry shifted his gaze to Stefano and spoke with a deep voice, "Did you not hear my command? Prepare the backup helicopter! I need to reach the provincial capital of Freton within an hour!"
Ignoring Luca, Stefano saluted and immediately took out his walkie-talkie to prepare.
"The situation is urgent, and I can't worry about that much." Henry finished speaking and turned to enter the helicopter.
Inside the helicopter, Henry had an expressionless face as cold sweat dripped from his forehead, his eyes fixed outside on the battlegrounds.
Everything from the past appeared to flash through his mind.
The Miller family, the prestigious household of the provincial capital, Freton.
Though he and his sister came from a prominent family, they had no parents to rely on since childhood. In this influential family, they lived cautiously, facing numerous challenges.
Later, due to an incident, he was forced to leave the provincial capital of Freton. By chance, he joined the military and stayed for seven years.
Seven years of bloodshed and battlegrounds.
He achieved the title of King Henry.
Now, his sister had been harmed.
He has served the country well for many years, achieved numerous merits, and returned with glory. He would settle the score with those who had mocked him, looked down on him, or even insulted him in the past, one by one.
"General, we've located her. Three days ago, your sister Isabella Miller was taken away by Elena Lewis, the youngest daughter of the Lewis family from Freton. North State's intelligence agency has already found your sister's current coordinates."
The Lewis family!
One of the four major families in Freton's provincial capital.
Henry's whole body was filled with anger, wishing to tear Elena's body to pieces right now!
"Lewis family, prepare to face my wrath." Henry closed his eyes slightly.
Stefano was filled with lingering fear. It was hard to imagine who in this world could bear the fury of the General of North State.
"General, Luca has already returned to Ravinia. This matter will likely have a significant impact on you when it reaches the royal family in the capital." Stefano expressed concern.
"When it comes to the royal family in the capital, I will give them an explanation. My sister's situation is more important than anything else."
"The matter is still significant," Henry said calmly.
These years, the promotion has been too fast, and enemies have been made in all directions. Who knows how many people in the capital want him dead? It's time to step down while he still can.
Henry opened his eyes and saw tall buildings in front of him.