Located on the front line of the war between Borg and Bashalam.

The Confederates have not been on the offensive for several days...... Today's battle line has been extended to the border of the Borg, and the enemy's regular army is almost incapable of forming combat effectiveness, but the terrain on the Borg's border is complex and mostly mountainous.

Many regular armies began to disperse to fight the Allied forces, and although the Wyvern-dragoons could attack the cities and villages behind the local area on a large scale, the main army could not be combined to make much of a difference.

Besides, this is just a city, and there are many similar cities on the Borg side.

If we continue to go north until the enemy is soft, I am afraid that it will take two or three years, maybe this is still optimistic, in fact, it will be longer......

Jagon's troops had not made an expedition to the Zambutar region for many years, and the terrain in this area was indeed not suitable for the desert army to fight, and if it was consumed, it would probably not be able to keep up with the supplies first.

Fortunately, a few days after discovering the problem, the generals of the Jagon army at the front received a message from the eastern military camp.

A camp was left on the eastern border to prevent the surrendered Celts from counterattacking again, and to prepare the front-line troops for retreat.

No matter how invincible the Sun King's forces were, this was after all a thousand kilometers away......

Have to be cautious!

And the news from the eastern military camp was that they should persuade the Bashalam army to reconcile with the Borg, while they themselves were to start preparing for the return journey......

Support is over.

If it continues to be consumed, it is likely to fall into the quagmire of war, in which case it is not possible for a small Oro region to compensate, and the battle line and the country are too long.

"What did Commander Melsusa say?" asked one of the generals.

"It is not the commander-in-chief who gives orders, it is our prince...... Prince Izdihar was the only son of the previous empress. ”

Hand the letter to the other generals around you to circulate it.

"Then what are you waiting for, tell the people of Basalam about it now. We have lost a lot of our brothers in battle, and this war of support should indeed be over. ”

"What if they won't?" said the general on the other side, wearing a scarf.

"No, we've all been here for so long. It is in the eyes of how much strength Basharan still has, and they will not be able to resist without us...... Whatever they think, this is the Prince's order, and we really can't hold out for long. ”

The crowd around nodded in agreement.

..................

After ten days, Sean finally waited for a reply from the front: the Bashalam Empire had finally agreed not to send troops to settle with the other side, and the Borgs seemed to have agreed.

It's just that this news has not been announced to the people, but the two sides have tacitly agreed that they will withdraw from the national border for a long distance and agree not to infringe on their respective territories.

Of course, these are all head-to-head conventions......

Because many people were killed in the previous war, even among the displaced people, they hated the Borgs to the core, and if the reconciliation spread to the civilians, then Bashalandi would probably be overturned.

Therefore, this kind of thing can only be solved privately, and it cannot be told to the people.

The only way to regain lost territory and then build a wall to defend it is to prevaricate the past, and over time, the citizens begin to take care of their own lives, and the attention to the border will gradually fade, and finally forget......

"According to the prince's method, the Basharan Empire finally agreed to reconcile, but they will not be willing to let us go like this...... I heard that some soldiers at the front heard rumors that Basalan was unable to attack Borg because we were withdrawing. After receiving the news, Mel Susa was the first to run to report to Sean.

"That's right. ”

"It's okay...... It is estimated that the news released by the Basharan Empire will transfer the resentment of the people, and we will definitely be talked about when we are gone. Sean seemed very generous.

"But then they will direct the insult to us......"

"Can you still make others not scold you? But you also reminded me to knock the Basalan Empire a little. He beckoned the other party to come closer, and whispered a few words.

"His Royal Highness the Prince is really an actuarial person!"

If it weren't for the state of [Praise!] on the top of the other party's head, Sean would have thought she was scolding herself.

"Not everything can be calculated...... Go ahead, by the way, when are we going to go back?" asked Sean suddenly.

"In the next few days, we will go into the desert before the reinforcements, so that for the sake of His Royal Highness the Prince's safety, as long as you are not in the army, others will not know you. ”

After thinking about it, Mel Susa found a few sets of clothes for Sean to change into in the evening......

The royal family was supposed to take the Praetorian Guards with them, but this time no one expected to find the long-missing Prince Izdihar, and these troops were still not at ease.

At the very least, it is necessary to ensure that there is no trace of the prince if there is a concern, so you need to disguise it a little, and don't reveal your identity during the journey into the desert, and wait until you reach a safe city and then the Praetorian Guard will come to greet you......

The news has already come out.

In the near future, I am afraid that the news of the prince's return will be rumored throughout the Great Desert, so it is even more impossible to reveal his identity.

"These are my clothes?"

"That's all for now, Your Highness the Prince. ”

Looking at the slender gowns like mage robes in front of him, some of them are not bad, they look like trench coats or the clothes worn by nobles, and there are tassels on the chest, but this hat makes people look very strange, and the checkered turban...... The better thing is that the color scheme is good-looking.

"Do you want these on board?"

"His Royal Highness the Prince may not be used to wearing it, but the wind and sand in the desert are strong in the morning and evening, which is a must...... Even our soldiers had to carry face shields. With that, she put on her hood and pulled a silver mask from her waist.

I see......

It's no wonder that when they saw the Desert Golden Regiment before, they were all golden masks, which meant that they had only come out of the desert before.

"That'll do. Sean said.

There were no servants in the camp, but there were a small number of female soldiers, who were temporarily treated as if they were their own maids to help change their clothes, and their scarves were wrapped in the mirror, which looked like assassins.

Pulling down the fabric that just covered his mouth, he looked at Melsusa in the mirror and said.

"When will the troops in the back arrive?"

"About two or three days after we enter the desert, we will be faster, because they are the main force...... In the eyes of others, we are just the vanguard. ”

......

"That's good. ”

......

Further east from the Gobi in eastern Basalan is the largest desert in the world.

【...... Imagine a place with a vast land ......]

【...... Camel caravans roam there ......]

【...... The wind blows from the east, and the yellow sand shines with golden light......]

【...... Night and day are in full swing, hourglass with gold, magic and beasts. 】

This is a ballad of the Aidak region.

Sean stood on the edge of the desert and looked into the distance, the sky slightly radiating heat as if it had been steamed.

"Let's go. ”

The wind and sand blew, and he pulled the scarf slightly to his mouth and walked into the depths of the desert.

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