His face was not very good, and he took the already cold tea on the table and drank it all before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just spoke to the Temple of Gaokan City, to be honest, the situation over there is not good, the attack of the steppe people is too fierce, the Four Masters Regiment has almost been destroyed, and the defense line is in danger. ”

Lin Yun glanced at his uncle, and stopped talking.

Lynch naturally knew what she was trying to ask, and continued: "He is still in Gaokan City, to be precise, on the front line, and all the cadets over the age of 16 have been mobilized.

Cadets like him, who had just graduated, even if they were not yet adults, had already been awarded knighthoods and military ranks in advance and led the troops into battle.

You can't find him on the phone at this time, all military channels are regulated, and no one can contact the front except for military affairs. ”

Lin Yun's slender brows twisted into a figure-of-eight, and she didn't notice a trace of guilt and strangeness in her uncle's eyes, she stood up abruptly and said, "I want to go back." ”

Contrary to her expectations, Lynch did not blame her for her rebellion, but looked at the worried little face fixedly, and said seriously: "What can you do when you go back? Not to mention that all the trains to Gaokan City are now requisitioned by the Ministry of Defense, and they are making every effort to transport supplies and military forces.

Even if you get to Gokan City, you won't see him, you can only stay in the castle and wait for news, which will distract him. ”

But Lin Yun still looked at his uncle and said, "I want to go back and help him, my ability will be very useful to him." ”

Lynch looked at Alexandra, who was also paying attention behind her, before saying, "The number of participants in this race war has exceeded 20 million, how much of a difference your power alone can make, and they won't let you pass."

The news of your departure has spread throughout the city of Gokan, and to them, you are now just an outsider, an outsider who has abandoned them.

Also, the most lively news in the past few days is that everyone is ridiculing the Wardsmann Empire's bloated and sluggish bureaucracy, which has led to the delay in the subsequent replenishment of troops.

However, in the past half a month, the only large-scale reinforcements sent by the imperial capital were the imperial princess Sophia who privately led her royal knights to help her lover.

Now the whole empire, and even the entire continent, is singing her praise.

You only go back at this time, don't mention what time it will be there, and even if you do, I'm afraid what awaits you will not be the result you want to see. ”

Lynch's words were like a ruthless steel knife, slashing at Lin Yun's heart, her face turned red for a moment, and then turned pale again.

She felt as ridiculous as a clown, her head buzzing, and the scenery around her began to spin and spin, and she took two steps back and sat down on the ground.

Alessandra glared at Lynch reproachfully, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the girl up and hold her in her arms to comfort her.

Lin Yun couldn't cry anymore, she just grabbed Alexandra's shirt tightly and asked blankly, "What should I do?" ”

Before Alexandra could answer, she saw that Lin Yun had closed her eyes and passed out in her arms.

Lynch, who was on the side, stepped forward to check it, put his mind at ease, and said to the woman: "It's just that I'm too excited, her body hasn't recovered yet."

We'll be on board the day after tomorrow, you ...... Comfort her.

I'll mix some more soothing potions.

In addition, this flight will be a bit harder, so you have to take care of yourself and let me know immediately if you feel uncomfortable. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

It was only after going out that he stood there for a long time before he glanced back and sighed, this time he was really gone.

On the southern defense line, outside the Red Moon Pass, Xun Mingge of the Southern Grassland sat on a soft blanket, and four beautiful grassland girls were kneeling beside him and waiting for him.

The huge luan, which was twenty meters in circumference, was marching peacefully on the backs of hundreds of slaves in the complicated mountain forest, not only could not hear the disturbing sound of the trumpet, but even the water surface in the water cup on the table did not tremble at all.

Minger was playing with a bead the size of an egg that looked very luxurious.

The material of the beads looks very warm, shimmering with a soft green sheen in the light of the candle flame.

However, only insiders know that this pearl, which looks warm and pure, is made with the blood of 10,000 people in a special ritual to brew the essence of life, and then combined with a kind of paste that is a specialty of the holy land in the depths of the grassland, it can only be made after three years of gestation.

There were Wards inside, there were mixed-race hybrids, and of course more Prairie people.

None of them were old, weak, sick or disabled, but all of them were carefully selected to be able-bodied.

It sounds very cruel, but in the hearts of Mingge and the other steppe Axun, and even ordinary steppe people, no one will feel this way.

Special beliefs create special cultures and values, and the sacrifices of these steppe people are voluntary.

In their cognition, it is a kind of return, a kind of honor, and there are even people who spend a lot of money to send their own children and regard them as the pride of the tribe.

The same beads, there are twelve of them, which are carefully selected from hundreds of beads in Mingge's more than ten years, which is a magic weapon that belongs to him.

As a fifth-level awakened person who is one in a million, Mingge believes that he is the chosen son of God, and one of the agents chosen by the god Langdo in the human world.

These magic weapons that condensed the essence of hundreds of thousands of people's lives gave his power infinite possibilities, at least the Ah Xun Legion with 60,000 people under his command did not dare to say that he was invincible, but facing the small Red Moon Pass in front of him was definitely not a problem.

Not to mention that there is also an elite Axun group composed of all the awakened people above level three.

The danger of the back road being cut off made him a little annoyed and angry, but calculating the time, he had no time to review, and he had to open the road to the southern part of the Wardsman Empire as soon as possible according to Tianxun Olinger's will.

The task of the two vanguard officers in front of him had been completed, and although he had not breached the two small outposts, he was not too surprised.

The battlefield space conditions here are too poor, compared to the vast and flat steppe, the narrow terrain here is completely unable to spread out the army of hundreds of thousands of people, and it can only continue to consume the vitality of the other party like adding fuel, and at the same time there is its own.

Moreover, the narrow passage of the moat did not allow the passage of the dreaded beasts, otherwise he would not have to run to the front line in such a hurry as one of the four Daxun to let those old fellows see the jokes.

"How many days will it take?" he asked casually.

As soon as the words fell, a thin figure opened the curtain, knelt in front of him and said, "Back to Daxun, you can reach the assembly point on the Eastern Front in five days." ”

Mingge pondered for a moment and ordered: "The order tells the vanguard army of the Western Front to increase the offensive at all costs. As for the east side, you can slow down a little bit, just keep the pressure on and wait for me to arrive.

Also, gather the supplies scattered around as soon as possible. ”

The thin figure hurriedly bowed his head: "Obey, Da Xun." The Eastern Front followed up all the way to the pursuers, all of whom were the Alpine Ward Clan, who were constantly harassing our rear team. ”

The corners of Mingge's eyebrows furrowed, it was clear that those stupid barbarians had rejected your kindness and attracted the waters of the Heavenly River, causing heavy losses to the rear team.

If you ignore it, it is likely to dampen the fighting spirit of your subordinates.

He commanded again: "Let Tatun lead an elite regiment of 10,000 men and 300,000 troops to intercept them, and not let them pass through the Merlin Valley." ”

"Yes, Daxun. ”

As the order was handed down, the mighty million-strong army on the Eastern Front suddenly split into two parts, one large and one small, each of which pounced on its opponent.

"500 casualties?"

A startled voice sounded, it was An Dong, the patriarch of the Golden Dome Tribe.

After repelling the steppe people's counterattack on the northern front, Vladimir led 50,000 Gaoshan warriors to chase all the way up, chasing and killing the serpentine marching team of the steppe people, and achieved good results in the early stage, annihilating 70,000 or 80,000 people one after another.

However, when they tried to pass through the Meilin River Valley, they encountered strong resistance head-on, and the combat power of the steppe people was suddenly higher, and the king of the mountains and forests lost 500 men in just one shot.

It seems that he has lost face in front of Philip, or perhaps he is disdainful of the fighting power of the steppe people, and several patriarchs shout that the whole army will be pressed and the Merlin Valley will be washed in blood.

But only Vladimir glanced at the silent Philip, and instead of impulsively giving any stupid orders, he pondered.

After a while, he waved his hand, and the tent, which had been red-faced from the quarrel, suddenly fell silent, which showed his prestige.

"What do you think?" he asked, turning to Philip.

Philip cleared his throat, pointed his finger at the map, and said in a deep voice: "We cut off the back road of the steppe people before, and a great flood wiped out 200,000 people, but at least they lost a third of their supplies.

There are not many options left for them, but perhaps for some reason that we don't know, Mingge chose to continue north, and it is bound to break through the Red Moon Pass in one go.

To be honest, I was already very surprised that I was able to hold out until now with the military configuration of Hongyue Pass, and I should have received the assistance of Gaokan City.

But that's it, Mingge's direct troops are completely different from those rabble in the early stage, it should be his Axun regiment, I don't think it can last long under the attack of two million elites.

In other words, we don't have much time left.

Not only the Merlin Valley in front of us, but in fact our casualty rate has been rising since yesterday, but it was not taken seriously at that time.

Minger's amass of heavy troops in the Merlin Valley is almost certain, and the special terrain here means that our army wants to go north, and there are only two ways to choose.

One is to break through head-on and annihilate these hundreds of thousands of people hard.

The second is to make a detour to the northwest, which may take a few more days, but it is easy to attack and difficult to defend along the way, and it advances quickly. ”

"And which one do you prefer?" Vladimir asked.

If possible, Philip didn't want to choose either, because speed was the most important thing for them right now, and what was missing in either option was time.

Once these million steppe wolves break through to the border and break into pieces, it will be difficult to clean it up, after all, the construction of the defense line behind is not as airtight as the eastern defense line.

The steppe people had at least a few strips of opportunity to penetrate the past in one fell swoop.

He had discussed these with Qian De and others several times, but he couldn't come up with a plan to get the best of both worlds.

He stood up and walked around the table a few times, and when all the patriarchs were a little impatient, he finally replied, "I will choose both." ”

The congregation exchanged words and discussions, but Vladimir nodded slightly, motioning for him to continue explaining.

Philip said: "Now that our battlefield scouts have been completely suppressed by the steppe people, not only have they cut off contact with the Red Moon, but they can't hide our every move, those eyes in the sky are too annoying.

If we move our whole army, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of the enemy, and we will even chase after us, and the two sides will trap us, and if that happens, we will be passive.

Therefore, on the one hand, we need to maintain enough pressure on the Merlin River Valley to contain this part of the force and reduce the pressure for the Red Moon Pass, and on the other hand, send a surprise army to make a detour.

And the number of these strange soldiers cannot be too much, in order to recover time, they must all be cavalry and rush to Hongyue Pass first.

On the one hand, we should continue to destroy the supply materials of the steppe people, and on the other hand, we must at least get in touch with Hongyue Pass and do a good job of tactical cooperation.

As long as they hold out until the arrival of imperial reinforcements, even a single second-line division will be enough to block them on the border.

So my idea was that the Vladimir Patriarch would lead the main forces to make a feint here, and I would take a detour with the Maga regiment. ”

Vladimir consulted with several patriarchs in a low voice, and this tactic was in their interests.

According to their thoughts, the results achieved so far are worthy of the previous agreement, every warrior of the Alpine Ward Clan is a valuable human resource, and they do not want to consume all of them here for the sake of the Wardsman Empire or Gaokan City.

As for the women of the Maga, that's another story.

However, on the surface, they couldn't say it so bluntly, so Vladimir finally made a decision and said: "Just do as you say, in addition to the Maga regiment, I will give you 2,000 cavalry and corresponding supplies." ”

Philip and Chand looked at each other, bowed slightly, and thanked Vladimir for his help.

That night, the 12,000-strong Maga regiment and 3,000 male warriors poured out along the mountain ridge on the western side.

They rode fast all the way, and even in pursuit of speed, they all traveled lightly, carrying only enough bows and arrows and javelins, and even enough military rations and horses to consume for three days.

This naturally caused the uneasiness of Chand and the leaders of the Maga regiment, and they all asked Philip about his plans, but Philip only told them that as long as they crossed the mountains in front, there would naturally be enough supplies for them.

This confused everyone, in this vast mountain, they had other allies.

This is not Philip's trick, in fact, he is not completely sure now, the supplies are there, the difference is only whether they can find it or not.

Sure enough, after crossing more than a dozen large and small mountain ranges in a row, they did not encounter any large groups of enemies, except for the successive elimination of more than a dozen groups of steppe scouts with a total of 20,000 people.

When they stopped to repair at a small lake, they were faced with a burning ruin.

This is a camp of the half-bloods, which is now the camp of the Rimbo tribe, or the camp that once was.

Aside from the thousands of corpses burned beyond recognition, there didn't seem to be anything worthy of their attention, and not even the water in the small lake, which Philip didn't let them drink safely.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Murphy, who followed the transparent man all the way, led his men to search for something on a small hill two kilometers behind the ruins of the camp.

In just half an hour, there was a burst of excited cheers, which also made the biggest stone fall in Philip's heart.

The warriors of the Gaoshan tribe easily dug out the grain buried under the small mountain bag, although it was not too much, but it was enough to meet the consumption of more than 10,000 people for three days.

This is all a secret that Murphy told him, belonging to the open secrets of the Lubo tribe, and almost every camp will look for an inconspicuous place near the camp to store some surplus supplies every year in case of famine.

Unless the whole thing is moved, the amount of material stored here is almost constant, but it varies according to the size of the camp's population.

But the camp in front of him was visibly slaughtered, which means that these materials have become ownerless.

Perhaps the surrendered camps will give away their secrets, but there are still strong and cowardly groups within the same group.

In this way, when this force turned north, they still carried so much supplies, and it remained at a fairly stable level over time.

Of course, sometimes they would pounce on the air, but the camps and camps in this land became more and more like cattle hair the further north they went, and under Murphy's leadership, they even found seven or eight fish that had not been discovered by the prairie people.

In this regard, Philip's strategy is very simple, either people or food.

Threatened by the fierce Legion of Giants on the outside, and Murphy's special natural abilities inside, by the time they successfully circled the Merlin Valley, the number of Rimbo warriors in this mixed force had reached 1,000.

Although it is not expected that these people's inferior equipment level can exert much combat power, the first phase of Philip's strategic goal has been achieved.

That is, all the awakened people in the camp who had the talent of animal domination were coerced by him, and under the joint action of hundreds of people, a small gap was torn in the sky dominated by the steppe people.

Dozens of various birds and beasts flew to the Red Moon Pass in the north with a note of information, filling in the eyes that had been closed for them for a long time.

Matthew, who received the message, looked at the familiar handwriting on the note and almost burst into tears.

"Good job, boy, worthy of Lao Tzu's seed. ”

The news that the steppe people's back roads were cut off and that the Gaoshan tribes were pouring out of their nests was like a booster for these tired warriors.

Even though they knew that they would be awaited by the more elite legions of the steppe people and an all-out attack, they still made these warriors full of confidence in victory, and in the battle that afternoon, they completely annihilated the attacking 30,000 troops.