"Knock knock!"

"My lord, Colonel Rhodes is back, do you want to see him now?" the valet asked his master softly outside the door.

"Let him come in and see me in five minutes!"

Count Thomas Ishak crawled out of the warm bed and began to slowly tidy up his clothes. He was born in a poor family, worked hard in the army for half his life, and finally sat in the position of the commander of the First Expeditionary Force of Florence and the commander of the Longwall of Ancora, and became the idol of the civilian soldiers, and won the noble status and authority status, but he was still not used to the aristocratic style of the personal maid dressing himself, and all the trivial matters of life were basically taken care of by himself.

Four and a half minutes later, Thomas Ishak finished his military uniform and waited quietly in his chair.

"Knock knock!"

"Commander, may I come in?"

"Come in!"

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with a chill walked in, his brown hair was a little messy, his short stubble trimmed of different lengths, his ordinary Flensian Main Battle Legion uniform still hung with congealed frost, and there were still mud stains on his boots and pants.

In the Flens Army, it is not a faux pas to meet a boss who is disheveled, but it will definitely not make his boss feel happy, but the middle-aged man named Rötz has calm and bright eyes, and he does not care about his sloppy appearance at all.

"Sit down Lez, it seems that the wind and snow in the north have not stopped, and I feel the biting cold from you. Thomas Ishak smiled knowingly, and gestured to the chair by the fireplace, motioning for Röz to sit there and ward off the cold.

Röze walked over to the fireplace, turned his chair and sat down facing the fireplace, his two frozen boots close to the warm fire, and a burst of white vapor suddenly rose.

"The wind and snow in the north have become lighter, and it is expected to stop in a few more days, but I have to tell you a not-so-good news, Lord Commander. ”

Thomas Ishak's face sank, and he said very seriously: "Say, what else do you see?"

"There has been a serious famine in Dunk City and Black Rock City in the north, and several large races that originally cooperated with us also refused to provide us with spiritual power materials and information about the north, I crossed the Donk River and went two hundred miles to the north, until I reached the dark edge of the Dark Night Domain, and heard an unverifiable news......"

"What's the news?"

"A few of our eyeliners suspect that there may be a god war in the Night Realm, and I ...... I did perceive the dark signs of chaos. In addition, due to the recent rapid expansion of the Moorish Church in the Dark Night Domain, several invading forces have to move to our south after being defeated, and I am afraid that there will be a Kuroshio phenomenon under the pressure of all forces......."

"Rides, do you really sense the chaos of the darkness?" Thomas Isak's face was a little ugly.

Colonel Rhodes said helplessly: "Lord Commander, how can this kind of thing be sure? I'm just a sixth-rank demon hunter, not those Light Sages of the Church of Light, I just have that kind of intuition, but Her Excellency Zhu Anita made the same opinion last year.......

"Why don't you go to Dulun City and ask! When I came back from the north, I came across several elite Norman search teams, and they should also be searching for news from the Dark Night. ”

"Let's go! Go to Lord Balerhall!"

Thomas Ishak immediately stood up and walked out, his tall figure and grim expression like a brave soldier about to go to battle.

Thomas Ishak's mansion was a small castle connected to the Ancora Wall, the gate of which was closed, and when he opened it, a silver world came into view, and the cold wind blew in the snowflakes, cutting through the skin like a knife.

Thomas Ishak's personal rider has prepared two dog sleds, in this cold season, most breeds of horses can not adapt to the cold weather inside and outside the long walls, and will die of frostbite in a few days, the thick-skinned snowdog is the most hardy and reliable traffic animal.

From the air, the sleigh in which Thomas Ishak and Colonel Rhodes rode out of the small castle like two ants crawling out of the ant herd, moved eastward along a long black wall that was faintly colored in the snow, and at a distance from them, there was a black complex of buildings, which was spewing white gas into the sky, showing the breath of human activity.

The Ankola Long Wall, also known as the "No. 2 Long Wall", belongs to a part of the northern long wall of the mainland, and has been part of the influence of the Flensian Empire for thousands of years.

This wall devours thousands of warriors every year, but no country is willing to abdicate the responsibility of this "geographical darkness", and its original intention is to obtain a large number of materials necessary for the transcendent path, in order to control the proportion of the transcendent elements in its own country.

Thomas Ishak and Rhodes drove two dog sleds behind the wind wall of the Long Wall, spending more than an hour to run more than 30 miles, and finally arrived at the most prosperous area of the northern Long Wall, the city of Dulun.

The Norman Empire, which once ruled the entire continent, has been torn apart, and only a few cities are still holding on to the Norman City Federation, but many of the remnants are still showing the former glory of the great empire, and Dulun City is a pearl of Norman culture.

The city wall of Dulun City is thirty meters high and dozens of meters thick, all of which are made of huge stone barriers weighing thousands of pounds, and the towering watchtowers and watchtowers are made of wide spaces to accommodate the placement of various long-range weapons.

The area of Dulun City is wide, the roads are staggered and straight, the military area, the commercial area and the reserve area are clearly separated, and the water storage and drainage distribution are clear, and it is a large fortress city integrating garrison, defense, commerce and residence.

A long time ago, there was only one Dulun city here to fight against darkness alone, and the countries of the continent, under the conscription organization of the church, relied on this city to extend to the east and west, and slowly established today's northern longwall defense system.

Thomas Ishak's sleigh was covered with the flag of the Snow Wolf Legion of the First Flensian Expeditionary Force, and the sentry on the tower of Dulun told the soldiers guarding the gate to come out of the conservatory and open a small door, allowing Count Thomas Isak and Colonel Rhodes to slide directly into the city.

"These soldiers are actually hiding in the conservatory, and the defenses of Dulun City have been lax to this extent?" Thomas Ishak said with concern and anger as he looked at the Norman soldiers who were anxiously hiding in the conservatory after closing the city gates.

Colonel Röze glanced at his eyes and didn't speak, he was a hunter who often went out on reconnaissance missions, so he naturally knew that in this kind of weather where people could freeze to death in a few hours, no one would be stupid enough to be on duty outside in shifts, and the commander above would not be too strict.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the night believers in the north do not move, if the "black tide" really comes, even if they freeze to death on the city wall, the commander will not allow them to retreat without permission, because those vicious night believers are the wealth of activity in the eyes of the commander.

Several sleds slid until they reached the largest building in the center of Dulun before coming to a stop.

With its towering spires, simple crosses, colorful glass windows, and devout devotees coming in and out, it is the largest church of light in the north of the North Sea - Dulun Cathedral.

Thomas Ishak walked into the door of the Duron Cathedral with his head held high, and said solemnly to the gatekeeper: "We have an urgent matter to see Cardinal Balhauer!

"Please wait!"

The doorman in charge of the reception was an important person who knew all the nearby forces, and naturally did not dare to slack off on Thomas, the commander of the First Expeditionary Force of Florens, and hurriedly went to the back to report to the deacon Bishop Balehall of the church.

Because of its location on the front line, Thomas Ishak and Rhodes soon met Cardinal Baalhall, but the scene of the meeting surprised them.

In a conference room where military meetings were often held, representatives of important forces within a few hundred miles of the northern wall had already arrived.

"Come in Thomas, we're just going to inform you to discuss something......."

The tall Cardinal Ballehall, with a smile on his face, warmly beckoned Thomas to sit down, and ordered his entourage to add a chair to Colonel Rhodes.

But instead of sitting down, Thomas Ishak coldly swept over the dozen or so people in the reception room, and asked with a slight sarcasm: "Baalhall, I think I'm the only one who hasn't been notified, right?"

"Why? Brinick and Sashabol haven't come yet, and we're going to have to wait for them a little longer, aren't you already here?"

"Huh!"

Thomas Ishak gave two incomprehensible sneers at the corners of his mouth, and then walked over to the chair that belonged to the Flensians and sat down.

Brennik and Sashabol were the military commanders of the Avars and the Amis in the northern wall, respectively, and these two military groups were standard auxiliary forces, and the defense zone was in a distant corner, and every military meeting was a dispensable role, which was completely incomparable to the status of the first army on the continent, such as Flarens.

"Thomas, did you bring this Colonel Rhodes to me, did you notice any unusual movement in the north?"

Cardinal Baalhol is the titular military commander of the Northern Wall, representing the Church of Light's dominance in the fight against darkness, so he knows a few key figures in elite military groups, and knows that Colonel Rötz is a demon hunter who is skilled in field scouting.

The transcendents of the hunter system are far rarer than the transcendents of the warrior system, and there are even fewer who can advance to the middle rank, and even fewer are willing to serve in the army, so Colonel Lez's reputation here is not small at all.

"Lez senses something strange in the darkness in the north, do you sense it?"

Cardinal Ballehall nodded, "I sensed it, and there was indeed a strong movement. ”

Thomas Ishak narrowed his eyes and asked in a dignified manner, "Last fall, when our expedition team came back and reported to you something strange in the depths of the darkness, did you sense it at that time?"

Cardinal Baalhol is a fourth-rank powerhouse of the Light Clan, and his perception of the Night side is much stronger than that of other transcendents, and compared to Colonel Lez, a demon hunter, he may not need to enter the Night Realm to detect the dark anomalies.

Cardinal Baalhall was silent for a moment, then nodded and admitted: "Yes, but it is not obvious, it is completely different from this time. ”

Thomaston blushed and shouted angrily, "Haven't we wasted half a year's time?" we should have issued an urgent summoning order to send reinforcements from the rear a long time ago, and the soldiers of our exploration team who died last year died in vain......"

"Thomas, it's not just you Ferns, but we Normans in the expedition, we Normans are all dead, and you Fernsians have returned a Juanita Randolph, and that matter is still suspicious........ Baalhall yelled at Thomas with the same anger.

"Both of you are discouraged, we all had a part in last year's exploration team, and this kind of death is not too unexpected, let's discuss the matter in front of us first, okay?"

"It's just that who hasn't died a few of their comrades on this long wall.......?

The people in the conference room saw that the two bigwigs were about to pinch each other, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade the fight.

"I just want to know why the Church of Light is hiding it from us. Thomas Ishak asked insistently.

"Do you want to know why?

“.........”

“..........”

Everyone was stunned, the Bright Inquisition was not a good place, and basically no one who went in came out.

"Humph!"

Cardinal Baalhall snorted coldly, stopped paying attention to Thomas Isak, and walked to the table to unfurl a huge map.

"This winter's heavy snow has been much worse than we expected, the dark pastures in the northern Dark Fields have not sprouted on time, a large number of livestock have starved to death, and most of the cities of the dark believers have run out of food reserves, what will happen in this situation, right?"

"In addition, we have received reliable information that there has been a war of the gods in the Night Realm, and one of the apostles of the Night God, Tiffenson, the god of insight....... It's fallen. ”

"Oh!"

Everyone in the conference room exclaimed, although they were all strong people in the world, but they were still very far away from the existence of the God of Insight, and they were really shocked to hear the news of the fall of the gods at this time.

"The Night Cultists of Black Rock City have always believed in the God of Insight, and now that they have no protection from the gods and are facing a severe food famine, they have sent us a request for a trade, willing to exchange the production of the area south of the Donk River, west of Black Rock City, and north of the Northern Longwall for enough food, and I invite you to come today just to talk about the distribution of output in this place. ”

"Oh, is that true? If it's true, we Orlies can take out 200,000 pounds of rye. ”

"We Prussians can produce 300,000 pounds of barley. ”

"We are the ........ of the Engeluls"

"Oh, so you're going to allocate this place, how do I remember that this has always been a hunting ground for our Flensians?"

“........”

“.........”

The lively conference room suddenly fell silent, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and they all sat back in their chairs and said nothing.