In the Name of Empress-Chapter 537 - 333: The Sky Is Azure (Part 3)

Since Sofia said so, Angelina could finally put her mind at ease.

No one can harm Her Majesty the Empress, she is invincible!

Angelina cleared her throat and said aloud, "The Holy Spring has been frozen, Christine, a fervent believer, is bound to collapse completely, and the unified command of the enemy army will no longer exist."

"I plan to launch an attack with two armies from the Prudon Kingdom from the left flank, and ten brigades from the Tirol Kingdom from the right flank. Through feints on both sides to distract the enemy, I will personally lead the elite from the center to break open the city walls, then unleash the Mad Cavalry to utterly annihilate the enemy."

Her face was filled with expectations of victory, with a hint of mockery in her tone, "These fanatical free people have been suppressed for too long, they can finally enjoy the battle."

Sofia smiled and nodded after hearing Angelina’s deployment, but she still reminded:

"Your plan is good, except for leading the attack yourself. Remember, as the Commander in Chief, you must not risk yourself on the front lines; if the main commander dies, the whole army risks collapse."

"Your Majesty, you... as you command!"

Angelina originally wanted to retort that you did it too, but remembering Sofia’s power, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Sofia was right, with what strength would you dare to charge personally?

The last time she was captured on the spot by Roland was a lesson she wasn’t willing to forget.

Angelina saluted Sofia, turned around, and left. When she reached the exit of the command center, she paused and squeezed out a light sound from her lips.

"Your Majesty, rest well, I will bring you victory."

Angelina left quickly, naturally not noticing Sofia’s face had turned deathly pale.

Watching Angelina leave, Sofia could no longer hold on, covering her lips, she forcefully swallowed back the blood that had gushed out.

The Holy Spring, indeed the Miracle left by the Goddess, its backlash force is too strong.

In history, there were those who attacked the Holy Spring, but due to the weak attack, the backlash damage was also low, leading merely to instant death on the spot.

The backlash Sofia suffered was several dozen times that of the previous attacker at the spring. If not for her power being beyond normal understanding, she would have died.

Daring to charge against the stuff of the Goddess, what else could it be but courting death?

Sofia coughed lightly a few times, wiped the blood stain from her lips, and closed her eyes to enter a deep meditation state.

As long as she maintained this meditation state for three days, she could fully recover, just in time for the Battle of White Mountain.

She wanted to make Roland understand that what he refused was not just the appointment of Prime Minister, but a chance at life.

Originally, she could have spared them, but she changed her mind now.

If these young people were allowed to survive, who knows what new tricks they might come up with next return day.

This world is already chaotic enough, it cannot withstand more turmoil; it best quiets down soon.

Sofia’s eyes half-closed, entering a unique ethereal state that can be sought but not obtained.

In this ethereal state, she could fully recover in just a day and a half.

By then, it would be the end for all enemies...

If nothing unexpected happens, the outcome of the Battle of White Mountain is likely to be one-sided.

However, the unexpected always arrives without anticipation.

The sound of gunfire and artillery, cries of battle, and screams from outside the camp disrupted the ethereal meditation state Sofia was in, waking her.

Sofia frowned, her previously overly pale face turned slightly flushed.

She was truly angry.

Even ordinary people have a temper when waking, let alone the Empress standing at the pinnacle of the world’s power.

She stood up abruptly, restless, heading towards the door.

What was Angelina doing? Wasn’t it supposed to be an attack? Why did the battle break out at the camp gate?

The furious Empress stepped out of the command center just in time to see a Mad Cavalry officer mounting his horse, not even having time to put on armor, rushing out.

She called out to the Mad Cavalry officer, "Captain, what on earth is happening?"

Mad Cavalry is the elite of the Empire, always having eyes high above the head, so even when facing a Lieutenant Colonel of an ordinary unit, they seldom bother, let alone just...

Upon clearly seeing Sofia’s appearance and attire, the Mad Cavalry captain stumbled off his horse, kneeling with one knee before Sofia.

"Your Majesty, the enemy has gone mad!"

"Whether the enemy is mad, I’ll assess. Speak, what happened!" Sofia frowned lightly, coldly pointing out the Mad Cavalry captain’s error.

The Mad Cavalry captain shivered fiercely, recalling how the generals often spoke of the Empress’s taboos, including her dislike for subjective judgments in intelligence reports.

The captain quickly reported to Sofia what intelligence he knew.

After the great Empress personally froze the Holy Spring, not only did the enemy not surrender, but they launched a desperate attack on the strong Allied Main Camp.

If that’s not madness, then what?

The captain silently complained but dared not voice it.

Sofia was stunned for a few seconds, upon hearing the news, she nearly had the same judgment as the captain, that the enemy had gone mad.

But just a few seconds later, she figured it out.

Brilliant!

The news of the Holy Spring being frozen would still take some time to spread; during this time, the negative effects of the Holy Spring being frozen had not yet spread throughout the army.

If within this period, the enemy can be defeated through an attack, the frozen Holy Spring would sooner or later recover, by then those fanatics would naturally offer a satisfactory explanation.

Such a ruthless decision.

Sofia couldn’t help but admire Christine, who was her enemy and top of her must-kill list, yet she was still puzzled.

At least thousands of soldiers had witnessed the freezing process near the Holy Spring, their morale must have crumbled beyond repair, and their collapse would bring down the whole army.