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Princess Peach's voice echoed through the entire plaza like a spring thunder, her words filled with power and authority. She loudly declared, "I, Princess Peach, as the highest heir of the nobility of the Mushroom Kingdom, will transfer the authority of the Mushroom Kingdom to our king! May the power to destroy everything be given to the king! King! Please accept this sword, the symbol of victory and power! Let the gods witness this righteous war!" Her words were full of determination and belief, as if showing the utmost respect and trust for the entire kingdom and the king before her.
Following this, Princess Peach in an extremely solemn and ceremonial manner, slowly raised the shining, sharp sword in her hand, pointing the tip of the sword towards the sky, as if presenting the power and radiance of the sword to every corner of the earth. Then, she took a step forward and gently and solemnly handed the hilt of the sword to Mario, her gesture filled with trust and expectation for Mario.
Mario took the sword hilt, and as his hand touched it, his whole being seemed to be filled with supreme power. His eyes became more determined, his expression more dignified. Taking the sword that symbolized victory and power in the Mushroom Kingdom, Mario not only took hold of a weapon, but also took hold of the hope, faith, and desire for victory of all the people of the Mushroom Kingdom.
At this moment, Mario, standing there with the long sword in hand, resembled a true king. Behind him stood loyal subjects, and before him lay the thorns and glory of the future battlefield. At this moment, Princess Peach's declaration was not only a sign of trust in Mario, but also a pledge for the future of the entire Mushroom Kingdom. Under the sky, countless eyes bore witness to this moment, witnessing the unity, strength, fearlessness, and anticipation for the future of a kingdom.
Mario raised his long sword high, the light shimmering in the sunlight. In this moment, he needed no words. His actions themselves were a declaration, a call to arms, stirring the blood and fervor of the people below. Their eyes were filled with a thirst for battle and confidence in victory, as if they could already see the dawn of triumph waiting for them ahead.
With Mario's proclamation akin to an oracle, the officers swiftly sprang into action. Their movements were swift and methodical, and various troops began to gather in the square, forming a spectacular military force. Infantry, cavalry, artillery, and various other types of troops, each soldier dressed in neat uniforms, wielding weapons, and displaying determination and courage on their faces.
Under the leadership of Mario, the army of the Mushroom Kingdom is like a sharp sword, ready to be unsheathed at any moment to launch a fierce attack against the enemy. Their presence is not only a shield for the kingdom, but also a deterrent force to the outside world. The soldiers of the Mushroom Kingdom are filled with loyalty to their country and hope for the future. With Mario's command, they are ready to engage in this battle for justice. For the country, for the future, they will advance fearlessly and crush any enemy that stands in their way.
Under Mario's command, the orderly troops performed a solemn military salute in his direction, as if it were a sign of the impending victory. The soldiers, full of determination, set out on the path to the battlefield amidst the cheers of the people. Every step was firm and powerful, and every gaze was filled with the determination to fight.
Mario stood at a high place, overlooking everything, with a smile that was hard to hide on his face. He knew clearly in his heart that this attack on the Koopa Kingdom would be a war without suspense. This was because the Koopa Kingdom was in the midst of internal strife, with various factions fighting each other and no unified leadership. On the other hand, the Mushroom Kingdom's army was disciplined and high-spirited, like a sharp blade ready to cut through any obstacles under Mario's leadership.
For Mario, this war would be a massacre. The Koopa army, in the state of civil war and leaderless, had no chance of resisting the full-scale attack from the Mushroom Kingdom. Mario could already foresee that the result of this war would further consolidate the strength of the Mushroom Kingdom and solidify his own position. In his mind, this war was not only about external conquest, but also about internal consolidation and the display of power.
Princess Peach stands outside the shadow of Mario, holding an exquisite wine glass in her hand. She elegantly finishes a glass of deep red wine, her face filled with uncontrollable excitement and satisfaction. For years, Bowser's threat has been like a small knife poking at her back, and now she finally has the opportunity to completely dispel this long-standing fear. Her mood is like a release of long-term suppression, becoming extremely refreshing and liberating. Her gaze follows the long sword raised by Mario, and she thinks to herself that this will be one of the most glorious moments in the history of the Mushroom Kingdom. Princess Peach's excitement echoes the fervor of the people below, weaving together a picture of the imminent victory in the upcoming war.
Luigi stands alone on the newly established crude watchtower, his binoculars constantly moving back and forth before his eyes, piercing through the morning mist to gaze in the direction of the Mushroom Kingdom. As the morning light shines, the rolling smoke in the distance marks a new beginning, and the sound of the troops' footsteps echoes in the distance like an exciting war drum, heralding the impending war. Luigi's face is filled with excitement and anticipation, as he is ready to embrace the battle he has longed for. For him, this is not just a simple war, but an opportunity to showcase himself, a chance to stand independently outside the shadow of his brother. As he sees the dust rising in the distance and the marching dust of the troops becoming more apparent in the morning glow, he is filled with an unprecedented excitement and pride, as if his binoculars have become a bridge between him and future glory.
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