Three days later had passed as they have leave City of Ken, they're also leaving a bruised Alicia along with her pride being wounded along death of her best knights who abused their power towards and a scolding by Claudia. Honestly Alicia didn't became the same after that scold from Claudia.

Not only that, Prim has declared that Alicia won't be her protector and doesn't regents it much to Alicia's shock to hear that.

Prim explained to her of her fears about Alicia because not only that she abused her power, she is also terribly naive when it comes to war and politics, and she's quite frank to her about the safety of her people and she doesn't no longer trust her, she loves her cousin but she could no longer trust her for the safety of her people as well as her. No matter how Alicia tried to persuade her cousin that she can protect her, Prim told her the evidence she needed of not trusting her.

Not only that, Prim won't be returning with Alicia as Prim would stay with her people at her city, and already preparing plans for evacuation as soon as Alicia's city was invaded. She'll order the full retreat and do the Scorched Earth tactic as she agreed upon it after careful thinking.

Claudia along with others just simply looked at Alicia as they fear her city may fall within hours and probably not even a single day, which was for their part is what they hated, because they knew that Vult will easily intimidate Alicia into opening her city. Hell, at worse they believe there won't needed to be a fight, simply bluff Alicia into opening the gate and they can conquer it.

That is why as soon as Alicia's city was under siege there won't be any time to think long, Prim must order her people to evacuate now, and she have already told them to be ready as soon as possible as when the day comes they will evacuate, the people love her and so there was no protest and would gladly evacuate and even burn their crops after promising compensation.

After returning back to Rad, they have finish building a large forge where they're able to build tank shells and bombs, though after examining and testing they can at least manage to build more high explosive ones albeit in lower quality compare to factory built ones.

When they are back to Ken, a Joint naval fleet docked on there and they're ready to move as soon as they start their operation as they are making plans.

It didn't took them long as they already begin their plan, and so did the navy. The ships are ready to sail off and the Marines and Sailors are all geared and ready as they are now preparing themselves.

Makeshift War Council Room, Mobile Command Vehicle

The hum of servers and tactical radios filled the room. Maps glowed blue on screens. Satellites from another world tracked troop movements across Selenus.

Anthony stood at the center, hands on the briefing table.

"As you Eostians know, we of the JEF or JTF (Joint Task Force) since we're working with our navies and air forces. Will do most of the land, air, and sea work while your forces would do a mop up operation or defend your cities in case they slip pass through us." Said Anthony as everyone listen to him including the Eostians.

Claudia nodded, "Yes, we made an agreement with that and already made plans of our defenses and how we can reinforce each other if you're too far in the front to help us." She said.

"Good," Said Anthony. "While the Air Force and Navy would circle around as soon as the destroyers' guns are in range and along with the fighters and bombers. Although, I believe they may still reach Feoth and Ur with the bombers and fighters."

"While General Towson and I along our ground and armored forces will blitzkrieg those son of bitches." Said Aleksandr with a grin.

"When will your forces would move out?" Asked Kaguya.

"As soon as the Princess Alicia's city falls and they are within Ur that's when we will attack where their forces are trap and without any supplies to replenish their strength." Said Henry.

Maia exhaled. "Smart. Cut the head off while they march."

"Exactly," David added. "No fuel, no food, no water—an army dies before the first shot."

"Is that all?" Celestine asked.

Anthony nodded.

"Well then, I hope this war would end Ant, I've seen too much death and I want it end as soon as possible." Celestine said as there was a sadness in her tone of voice that sounded like a tired queen that want nothing but the end of the war. She already had to do everything she can, when the war should have end only to be bring another just as it end.

"I understand your Celest," Said Anthony with sympathy and understanding. He felt the same way, tired of wars and seeing the horrors of them. He wished this would be the last. "I'll make sure of that, and I'm going to end this war and make sure no more war would happen. I'm promise you and I'm also promise my people of the that no one under my command will die." He said. "That would be the reason why I'm fighting in this war. That would be the only reason why I'm fighting in this war. It's for peace, no more wars, and no more needless deaths."

Anthony smiled like a general who already knew the enemy was doomed. "Now we're ready."

The morning fog clung low across Ken's outer fields—thick, cold, heavy.

The metallic clack of magazines being seated.
The grunt of armor plates being tightened.
The low hum of destroyer engines from the bay.

And at the front—Anthony, 53 years old, black-and-grey twisted hair tied back, woodland MARPAT rippling in the wind, stepped onto a raised storage crate.

David crossed his arms behind him like a proud senior.
Ven'di leaned against a transport vic smirking.
Aleksandr cracked his neck and muttered a prayer in Ukrainian.
Henry, Jackson, Zachery, Aiden, and Benjamin stood like statues behind their father.

When Anthony opened his mouth, the entire formation fell silent.

Anthony pointed at the massed troops with the same authority that had once commanded U.S. Marine battalions and now commanded a multi-national, multi-species army.

"LISTEN THE FUCK UP!"

Every head snapped forward.

"Look around you! Take a good long look at who's beside you! Humans. Elves. Dark elves. Halflings. Beastkin. Knights. Soldiers. Marines. Maids. Butlers. People who grew up on opposite sides of the fucking world—and even different worlds altogether!"

A low rumble of approval rolled through the formation.

"We ain't supposed to be here! We ain't supposed to fight together! We ain't supposed to stand shoulder-to-shoulder like brothers and sisters!" He slapped the side of his plate carrier. "But look at where we are! Look at the shit we survived! Look at what we've ALREADY done!"

Several troops raised their weapons in salute.

Anthony's voice rose like a storm.

"We came here strangers—deployed to a burning continent full of slavery, fear, and chaos. And what happened? We didn't fucking bend. We didn't go quiet. We didn't stand by and watch innocent people get butchered or enslaved. We did what troopers ALWAYS do."

His fist slammed into the air.

"WE. FOUGHT. BACK."

A roar thundered across the field.

"We killed thousands of Black Dogs with only five hundred troops. We will burn their supply lines. We will bomb their marching columns. We will punch through their defenses like they were made of damn cheap paper! And it probably won't be even our FULL strength!"

Cheers erupted—Maia whistled loudly, Luu-luu hopped on a crate pumping her fist, and even Claudia cracked a small smile.

Anthony paced slowly, eyes sharp as bayonets.

"But hear me good:
The war ain't over.
Vult and his twisted fuckers are still out there.
They've still got thousands ready to rape, torture, pillage, enslave—and they're marching. Straight. Towards. Ur."

Knights and maids/butlers tightened their grips on sword hilts and rifles.

"Some of you have people here you care. Families. Lovers. Children. Cities. History. Blood. Some of you have no one—but you came here anyway to protect strangers."

He pointed at the Shield Princesses, all standing to the right of the JEF:

Claudia standing proud with her sword on her back.

Kaguya with a calm, iron stare.

Maia grinning like she was ready to sprint into battle alone.

Luu-luu vibrating with excitement.

Celestine with a soft, hopeful, exhausted look.

Prim looking small but determined, fists clenched.

"You see these royal women? These are the leaders who fucking TRUST us. Who respect us. Who stood with us."

He leaned forward, voice low, hard.

"And then you all saw the ones who didn't."

Several troops muttered Alicia's name with disdain.

"I don't give a single solitary FUCK about titles or crowns. Respect is earned, not given. And every last one of YOU—no matter your rank, age, species, or homeland—has EARNED it!"

A shockwave of pride pulsed through the troops.

"But the Black Dogs? They ain't earned shit except a short, painful, brutal end."

His voice cracked like a whip and loud like a opera singer.

"THEY WANT TO MAKE EVERY WOMAN ON THIS CONTINENT A FUCKING SEX SLAVE!"

"THEY WANT TO KILL YOUR CHILDREN BEFORE THEY'RE EVEN BORN!"

"THEY WANT TO BURN YOUR HOMES AND SALT YOUR LAND!"

"THEY WANT TO BREAK YOU!"

Anthony suddenly grinned like a devil.

"So we're gonna break THEM first."

A roar exploded. Weapons raised. Fists pumped.

Anthony raised both arms.

"WE. DO. NOT. LOSE!!!"

The troops were vibrating now—knights shouting, halflings stomping, marines slamming rifle stocks into the dirt.

"We are the Joint Expeditionary Force! We are the shield that stands between innocence and monsters! We are the storm that tears through tyrants! We are the fire that burns evil to FUCKING ASH!"

He inhaled sharply—

"And today? We march into war knowing EXACTLY what we're gonna do to those sons of bitches!"

Silence.

Tension thick as steel cables.

Then—

From somewhere in the middle of the massive formation, a deep Trinidadian accent boomed:

"WE'RE GONNA KICK THEIR FUCKING BLACK DOG ASS!!"

The crowd went silent.

Anthony blinked, eyebrow raised.

"...who the heck said that?"

A dark-skinned Trinidadian-American Marine—full gear, big grin, eyes bright with adrenaline—raised his hand sheepishly.

"That was me, sir!"

Anthony stared. Then nodded slowly.

"You said that with more enthusiasm than the entire goddamn force."

Laughs rippled through the ranks.

Then Anthony turned back to the formation and shouted:

"What the FUCK are we gonna do?!"

The troops, caught off guard, responded weakly:

"...we're gonna kick their... fucking Black Dog ass?"

Anthony squinted as if he'd been personally insulted. "That sounded like you guys were ordering food at Wendy's."

He slammed a boot onto the crate.

"SAY IT AGAIN! WITH YOUR WHOLE CHEST! YOUR ANCESTORS' CHESTS! YOUR FUTURE KIDS' CHESTS! WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE GONNA DO?!"

This time—

40,000 voices shook the earth:

"WE'RE GONNA KICK THEIR FUCKING BLACK DOG ASS!!!"

Weapons raised.
Shields slammed.
Halflings screamed battle cries.
Knights swung blades into the air.
Maids cocked rifles.
Butlers brandished spears and batons.
A few warriors held up other warriors.
Anthony did not question that last part.

Anthony nodded.

"Damn right."

He stepped down from the crate.

"Form up. Gear up. Load up. Today... we end this motherfucking war."

The army roared as one.

And the march began.

A week later on~

A week has passed that they had made their plans.

A week of preparation for the upcoming battle, as they have predicted Feoth would be under siege that which was confirmed by a scout and drones. As soon as it was been spotted even before the siege had begun the scout and drone operators return to Ur to report of their findings. Prim had drilled her people to be ready to evacuate.

And when the time came, her people gotten only provisions and essentials for their travel as she doesn't want them to travel heavy and wanting to arrive in Geofu as soon as possible without any delay.

After that, she does the Scorched Earth tactic as they were lucky enough that they just harvested in time of their crops that of which they taken it all, leaving her city empty and without any kind of strategic importance to be found, anything that they could not carry will be destroyed, while the Black Dogs are unaware that a trap was already laid.

In the form of missile strikes from the navy.

Not only that, the JTF discovered Grave's treachery much to the Eostians shock at the esteem general's betrayal, Claudia cried at it when Grave told his reason and then it turn into fury after he insulted his son Klaus—Clauda's husband—being a failure. Not only that he is not a knight like him, but also unable to produce a child with Claudia to continue their legacy.

Grave was executed later without much trail for fear he may escape.

How he was executed?

First he was beaten by a bunch of pissed off US, Ukrainian, and Russian Marines. Then he was burnt to death by the demi-human dragons within the JEF ranks.

Anthony and David explain to both Klaus and Claudia about fertility medications and how they can help Claudia's problems. That they can have a child of their own. Though Klaus and Claudia would have to ask their healers if it would be okay, but the JEF medical teams believe it would work. Claudia cried into both men's chests after being told this thanking them both. They didn't have a child yet, but were still hoping they can. It didn't take long before Anthony and David found themselves getting hugged by the two as the Claudia kissed the men's cheeks, the two blushed heavily at the sudden kiss from the knight.

Klaus thanks the men and is forever in their debt for giving them hope and making his wife happy. And the two men were happy that Claudia is happy. Klaus, while sad and angry at his father's betrayal, took comfort in the fact that he was able to see him die for his betrayal, and was happy that he didn't have to live a lie any longer. He knew his father hated him for a lot of reasons, and he's happy the man is dead.

Then they heard the news of Feoth's fall the siege only lasted 2 hours according to the scouts it's not because the gate or walls has been breach but because Alicia surrender her city because of the Black dogs threatening to rape the nuns despite their protest of her knights as well as the nuns not to open it, Alicia surrenders. 

Snipers hidden in Feoth mercy kills the nuns who are already being raped. It may have been a kill, but they can't leave them alive to suffer such a fate worse than death. As much as the men hate doing that, they can't allow such suffering. A quick and painless death was the best option. They have already saved several nuns by killing those bastards who were about to rape them. It's not perfect, but it's the best they can do.

Claudia cried silently.
Kaguya gripped her tea cup so hard her knuckles turned white.
Prim fainted and woke sobbing into Maia's chest.

Even Celestine, the kindest of them all, whispered:

"Alicia... how far you have fallen."

Prim for her part of hearing that both relieve and felt horrified of what would've happened if she stayed with Alicia. Now that she's in Ken with Celestine and others as much as it hurts her young heart, it was overwhelming relief that not only she was safe but her people were safe too. It was because of being convince by her cousin's actions that she saw through Alicia's naïve and stupidity and grown a spine in order to protect and look after her people in Ur.

Now is the time, as the JEF are in Ur as Anthony had a change of plans calling off the navy's missile strikes. Instead of trapping the Black Dogs in the city, that of which would likely put a strain on the Shield Alliance's economy as well as making many families homeless since Prim at least had agreed to it and she has nothing wrong of him and it was Alicia he had a grudge about. He is contemplating of what he would do to her city just out of spite and to take out more sizable numbers from the Black Dogs.

It's also good thing it's open field, as even then a drones overshadowed the Black Dogs to coordinate with the artillery.

Anthony was on the walls looking at the approaching Black Dog army as 105mm and 155mm howitzers are place along with some HIMARS and MLRS, while MBTs are in reserve only to use when they finally siege a castle. But then again, they have a bomber and naval ships but they're reserved for Garan as they are going there to liberate the Dark Elves.

Anthony using his binoculars looks at the Black Dogs formation, as Henry and Aiden stand beside him.

"They're are ready for a siege," Anthony said as he lower his binoculars and he narrowed his eyes. "Aiden, I want to know how many enemies we would face."

Aiden looked at his tablet of the drone feed, "About to be 20-25 thousand, Dad. They're about to be getting ready for formation."

<"This is the bomber squadron we have arrive."> Said a pilot on the radio.

Anthony raise eyebrow before calling them, "I thought you guys are only gonna bomb Garan?"

<"Well sir, the Admiral wanted us to have some fun after some permission of course."> Said the Pilot.

"Well... not that we would waste too much shells." Muttered Anthony, "Fire mission battery... baring 4-2-7-0, range 1-0-0-0." He intents to hit most of it at the Black Dogs rear not wanting the fronts to escape.

With it, the artillerymen adjust their aims, "Bearing 4-2-7-0, Range 1-0-0-0 set!" Said Zachery.

"FIRE!!" Anthony yelled.

With it the Artillery guns fired all at once at their target moving towards their target.

Meanwhile with the Black Dogs~

As the Black Dogs were marching towards Ur not knowing that the JEF already occupied it and the shells and rockets were coming towards them fast.

The Black Dog commander heard a whistling and roaring noise as he looked above the sky, he briefly covering his eyes from the sun. He could see black small dots and fiery dots, "What's the—"

BOOM!!!

BOOM!!!

BOOM!!!

BOOM!!!

Airburst shells exploding in mid-air and with it, hundreds of Black Dogs soldiers are killed with each shot and thousands more killed.

With the JEF~

"Hit confirmed General, I say again, hit confirmed, multiple enemies are blast to shit!"

Anthony nodded before speaking, "2nd Barrage reduce range 5-0. Load it with our custom grapeshot shells."

Another barrage is fired while the 1st batteries reloads.

Another thousands of Black Dogs are killed.

"Bombers and fighters it's your turn now." Anthony called them.

<"Alright, let's give them a welcoming party with a delivery of Freedom bombs!) Said the Lead pilot as they go in formation.

With it, the naval fighter jets dive down with bombs ready to be drop as soon as they are in good range, they drop the bombs killing more Black Dogs and lucky they still have their 20mm though fewer it's still useful for defense against fighters after dropping their bombs.

The fighters gunned them down in the hundreds due to the 20mm as they pierce several men with just one bullet from each shot.

"Soldiers, Marines, Knights, Maids and Butlers, prepare to move!" Ordered Anthony.

After spending their ammo, the fighters return back to their carriers. <"Ammo spent, we're returning back, the glory belongs to you guys.) Said the lead pilot as he salutes them after flying low enough for them in the walls to see him.

Those that saw salute back.

"ALL FORCES ADVANCE!!" Said Anthony as he fixed his bayonet to his rifle to join fight.

With it the JEF burst out as MBTs and IFVs led the way.

Some of the vehicles had to stop to disembark their troops before moving again, as the soldiers and marines begun firing at the Black Dogs, with so few to fight, it was safe for them to get close as they are being gunned downed by the machine gunners and troops with shotguns.

Aiden jumps off from a APC as he saw one of the Black Dogs who is charging at them while his comrades running away but get gunned down.

"Die you dark elf barbarian!" Shouted the Black Dog.

Aiden flips the guy over his shoulder quickly and pulls his knife out and stabs the Black Dog's head killing him. "Rude." He said before leading his men, "Follow me!"

His squad—URK elves, U.S. Marines, a Korean recon gunner, and two Thorn warriors—charged with him.

Machine guns ripped through fleeing soldiers.
Shotguns boomed.
Knights cut down panicked Black Dogs.
Halflings stabbed ankles and knees before finishing throats.
Butlers clubbed skulls with reinforced batons.
Maids executed double-taps like they were born to do it.

It wasn't a battle.

It was a purge.

Anthony marched at the front, M27A2 up, movements precise and deadly despite being 53 years old.

He dropped three Black Dogs in three shots.
Bayoneted a fourth.
Slammed his stock into a fifth.
Then holstered and drew his Ka-Bar for close quarters.

David beside him fired controlled bursts.
Aleksandr rotated between rifle and shovel, laughing like a Slavic lunatic.
Ven'di shot two men and uppercut a third with the butt of his rifle.

Knights watched in awe.
Halflings ducked around Marines like they'd been doing it for years.
Maids fought like silent reapers.

Aiden raised his rifle triumphantly. "Left flank collapsing!"

Henry shouted from a M-ATV turret:

"Keep pushing! Break them before they regroup!"

The Battle of Ur Had Begun—and the Black Dogs Never Stood a Chance.