The three brothers' hearts burned at the thought of the fate of the pioneers of the kingdom of Elis, their excellent equipment, and their endless wealth of novelty, and they eagerly waved their horsewhips and whipped their cherished mounts without hesitation, hoping to reach the outpost as soon as possible.

According to their predictions, if these troops had stolen the city by night yesterday, they would have been defeated by now and fled in a hurry. The defense of the outpost was well known, and the trio even supervised the peasants' participation in the construction of the eastern city and part of the city walls.

It's good that the army of the Kingdom of Elis doesn't attack the city, at most it wastes some of the horse's physical strength, as long as they dare to try to attack the city, they will definitely be greeted with only shameful defeat. Not to mention these four or five hundred, even if King Elise personally came with more than 100,000 men, the outpost could still rely on its own defense system for a week or even longer. If he didn't plan to spend several times as many times as the elite of the defenders in exchange, the mad king could only stare at the strong and towering city walls in a daze.

What excites the three brothers the most is that most of the defenders at the outpost are infantry, there are few horses, and it is just dawn, and the defenders will probably not dare to go out of the city in a big way. The three of them could have relied on three horses to catch up behind a certain hasty Elis vanguard squad. - The three brothers didn't want to kill a few more enemies, they just wanted to follow behind and pick up a little more equipment. Whether these people failed to attack the city and fled, or did not dare to attack the city and continue the march, the situation of their team must be worse than yesterday. It would be better if they could meet a lone cavalryman, if all three brothers could capture a horse and a piece of armor......

Along the way, the three brothers discussed various possibilities for this army and imagined a bright future. By the time their horses had been running until they were almost out of strength, they finally began to approach the outpost. The Boss climbed a nearby hill first, looking in the direction of the outpost, hoping to make sure as soon as possible whether the other party was under the city or had left.

But the boss didn't see anything.

Nothing, didn't see.

Neither the army of King Elis, nor the defenders of the outpost battle, were seen.

More precisely, even the camp of the outpost, and the walls of the outpost, are not visible......

It was supposed to be the place where the outpost was walled, but from the hill, now only a black thing could be seen, and the soldiers on the defensive patrol above could not be seen, let alone the baron's family flag.

The three brothers, who were in a state of doubt—eighty percent frightened and twenty percent suspicious—took control of their horses and cautiously approached the blackness.

The air was filled with the faint smell of burned wood and the burnt smell of burned grain, and in these smells, there was a hint of obvious blood.

The smell made the Boss wary of pulling out his knife and slowing down. But they soon knew that this was a superfluous move, for they then saw a whole row of corpses outside the door, as well as the hoof marks of the horses that had left the group.

The second child soon found some of their most familiar faces among the corpses, the baron's youngest son, Hawthorne, who was also the commander of the outpost. Beside him, there were also several personal soldiers assigned to him by his father. Their armor was there, but their swords were gone.

The Boss carefully examined their armor, but found no signs of battle, only a wound on their throats, apparently slashed from behind. Most of the corpses here are like this, and a few of them have no cuts on their bodies, only a deep hole in their chests.

As for the outpost, it has now been completely burned down. The outermost wooden wall is now a pile of coke on the ground, in which the food, weapons and ...... are stored Most were also burned.

In the midst of these fires, they found several fragments of corpses – the three brothers felt chills all over their bodies as they looked at them. The enemy is indeed insane, and these corpses have been completely torn apart by unknown things. The Boss even saw a bone completely shattered from the middle, not broken, not cut, but completely shattered—as if a giant had completely crushed the owner of the skeleton with his hands.

The third child, who had always looked down on these Elisians, nervously searched for these corpses, hoping to find traces of these people's battles. But no, except for those few strange holes, none of these people had any wounds of battle.

The second child immediately remembered the legend of this newly-emerged land god from the Kingdom of Elis, which was an interesting story told to them by a merchant from the Kingdom of Elis, passing by their castle.

Legend has it that the land god sent four oracles to the land, each of whom had a priceless treasure. The first treasure was a pocket in which flour could never be eaten; The second treasure is a pair of divine eyes, which can be used to see a water source underground; The third treasure is the Book of Heaven from the Divine Realm, in which all the past, present, and future visions can be seen; The fourth treasure is a whistle from the gods, and it is said that when it is blown, you can hear whatever sound you want.

The other three brothers were unimaginable, but those divine eyes, now that I think about it, they did see them. Although I didn't see this oracle digging a well with people along the way. But since the Divine Eye is real, then the other three things may also be true, and maybe this divine envoy has other magic weapons besides these. For example, they could not imagine how a cavalry could directly break through a walled city that had been fully guarded in advance after a night of marching in the dark with just one night of cavalry, except for using some kind of magic weapon to let the gods help them take down the outpost.

Although it is not a castle, all the walls are more than two people high, and there are outward-facing wooden spikes under the walls that act as obstacles to climb and dig. As for the city gate, it was wrapped in iron sheets, and the trunk of a whole pine tree was used as a bolt inside. When the bolt of the door fell, let alone the cavalry, even with a battering ram, there was no way to quickly break through the gate. What's even more incredible is that around the outpost, the three brothers didn't find any siege equipment at all.

It was almost impossible for the three brothers to reconstruct the entire battle from these corpses - in the darkness the army approached the outpost, and then all of a sudden, the gate or the wall was breached. Before the defending troops could even react, the resistance of the entire outpost was terminated, and all the remaining defenders surrendered in the face of the sudden superior enemy - and then they were killed, and the sentry they guarded was burned. The cavalry didn't even stop here, didn't even bother to clean up the battlefield, and left like a ghost.

Looking at these familiar and unfamiliar horseshoe marks, the boss felt a chill run down his spine.

If they hadn't been sent out of the outpost......

If they really try to find five squads to sneak up on them at night......

If they really believed what the third brother said and stole the equipment......

It is likely that they are now part of these corpses.

"Third brother," after careful consideration, the eldest said slowly, "this time you go back to report, be sure to see the baron in person, and tell him the scene here......"

"Second brother, you go and ask the surrounding farmers to see if you can get more information......

"I'll continue to follow, I'll leave markers along the road, second brother, you go and report the news you heard in advance to the adult, you're looking for me."

"Remember, if you see them, keep the distance you can......"

"Always ready to run away......"

"Save the horsepower for ...... along the way"

"Don't buckle the leather armor too tightly, when it is critical, nothing is important......

The boss explained piecemeal for half an hour, and the two brothers were no longer impatient, and each one nodded solemnly to confirm.

After explaining everything clearly and cherishing each other several times, the three of them separated again.

In the afternoon, the boss followed the trail and saw the vanguard of the Kingdom of Elise again.

As he had done two days before, as he cautiously poked his head out of a rock behind the mountain, ready to observe them, he saw the familiar oracle with the eye in his hand looking towards him.

It's as if he's been waiting for him.

This made the boss feel his heart beating violently, he raised his head violently, staring at the sky uneasily, and every white cloud on it seemed to become the eyes of a god looking down on him, and he was terrified.

But the oracle did not send men to expel him, but generously let him see the whole team.

The boss saw that many people in the team were wiping their armor, and the soldiers were shouting happily, which was completely different from the silent and quiet troops of the previous two days. If the previous two days he felt from this unit was worry, uneasiness, and fear, now there is only excitement.

The soldiers and officers seemed to be infused with infinite confidence, and before the Boss could see many soldiers arguing with each other, and their attitude towards the oracle, though always respectful, could occasionally be seen as superficial, but now, when the men were having dinner before they departed, the Boss even saw the knight kneeling down and offering food to the oracle.

Even to lords, bishops, and even kings, such a ceremony is still too grand.

When the second and third children arrived, it was almost night, and the troops in front of them had already rested, and they were packing up their tents and preparing for the march. The second brought a new order from the lord this time - let them follow this force tonight and find a way for them to break through the outpost.

If only it was possible – if it could create the possibility! The oracle who killed them!

This order came not only from the baron, but also from a bishop of the diocese of the Lesser Yang Sect, who had come to oversee the war, and the bishop promised them that if they had fulfilled this glorious mission, they would give each of the three brothers a territory equivalent to that of the baron.

If they were able to bring back the heretical envoy captive, the Bishop could even promise to let them meet King Louis and the Pope of the Little Sun in person, and receive an even greater reward for the title of Hero of Jihad.

When the Elise had departed again, the three brothers cautiously followed, following closely the horse's hoof.

This time they didn't go inside the camp again, searching for any possessions they might have left. — not because of the bishop's promise, but because of deep fear.

Today the direction of the march of these Eliseans is a castle.

It wasn't a sentry battle of wood, and the defenders weren't just over a hundred.

It's a real castle.

It was a real fortress, with huge stones built one by one, wide moats, metal gates, and more than three hundred soldiers in armor. In the castle, all the surrounding farmers have gathered, and they will also be assigned weapons tonight to take charge of the defense of the fortress.

Neither the second nor the third thought that these Elise would continue to attack the city, because common sense told them that such a castle could no longer be overcome by manpower, and that no force could break through such a fortress except for plague and famine. Even if it is an army of tens of thousands, it can only sigh and besiege for a long time.

But the Boss had a vague premonition that, judging by the undiminished pace of the Illis men who had followed them all the way in the evening, they were clearly heading straight for the castle—the success of the previous night seemed to have given the army an almost insolent confidence.