Ryan. Erwin sighed softly, and the cold winter wind of the Mordred Plateau swept his breath away and flew away to the far south, where it had been, and now it had fallen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lord Elwin, according to the scout's report, there seems to be a war in the Misty Forest a few days ago, and the exact outcome is unclear, but he sees that Wendland's army seems to be heading north, I'm afraid it ......"

Serra. Viscount Carthusian said, leaving the rest of his sentence unspoken, but both of them had some speculation in their minds.

"You mean, the Northern Rangers may have been defeated?"

Erwin asked rhetorically, looking out at the misty forest to the east, the towering World Tree Sprout Trasil deep into the clouds, even if seen from this distance, it was still shocking.

"Not necessarily, the scouts heard from the hunters and farmers around the forest, that night, there seemed to be a lot of flaming arrows falling from the buds of the World Tree, and later, I saw a lot of Wendland's scattered armor and weapons in the forest, I think, it was the work of the Northern Ranger."

Viscount Carthusian replied that he didn't believe that Verahill either. Strass would have lost so easily, but on the other side was Windland's "Bull" Horace. Ekrio, and in the previous war, Astor had not won a substantial victory, so he was also uneasy.

They had been led out of Merrill and were going to defect to the Third Legion on the side of the Misty Forest, however, along the way, they encountered several Wyndland Rangers and fought several encounters, although the losses were not much, but this made Erwin cautious, he knew that the Mordred Plateau was no longer safe, and that Wendland's army had entered here from the Western Front, from the breached Trestan Fortress, and they had to join up with the other forces as soon as possible.

"In that case, it's very likely that General Strass fought with Wendland before evacuating the Misty Forest, and judging from the current situation, they may have achieved some victory, at least not defeated by Wendland."

Erwin thought about it, he knew the reason for the retreat of the Northern Rangers, the central line was breached, the western front was defeated, and the Mordred Plateau at this moment was almost in Wendland's pocket, if he continued to stay in the forest and stalemate with Wendland, it would not be so easy to get out when other Wendland troops outflanked him.

Therefore, if victory is guaranteed, he will also quickly evacuate the forest and move to the northern swamps after the war with Wendland.

But how did the Northern Ranger know about this news?

It has only been a few days since Erwin escaped from the Terestan Fortress, and the news of the fall of the fortress should not have spread to other fronts so quickly, could it be that the Northern Rangers happened to choose this point in time to start a battle with Wendland?

Erwin shook his head, he didn't think there would be such a coincidence, he preferred to believe that his unit was captured by the scouts of the Northern Rangers, so that Vera Hill. Strass deduced these events.

In any case, his original plan to find the Northern Ranger was frustrated, and they had to find another target.

"It's no longer a good choice to stay on this plateau, we need to evacuate to Zedi as soon as possible, where there are comrades from other legions......"

Erwin's gaze wandered across the map, he didn't want to directly contact the First Legion and its affiliated legions, he didn't forget his retreat in battle, and the guilt of causing the death of Princess Eliefils, so he decided to find a stronghold farther away from the core of the king.

"So, how about this one?"

Viscount Carthusian was also thinking, his gaze scanning the map and eventually landing on a castle.

"Kainzburg......"

Rubbing his chin, Erwin said slowly.

"Prince Leotis once had a relationship with me, it was many years ago, at the ball in the royal capital, the prince was only ten years old at that time, and now I heard that he is stationed in the east, and he is alone, and he maintains a relationship with the king ****, maybe he can accept us."

Erwin remembered that Cainzburg had about 3,000 troops, and their 1,500 men who had escaped from the Trestan Fortress were enough to expand Cainzburg's military strength, and no one would refuse to strengthen themselves in these troubled times.

"It will take about four days to get to Fort Kainzburg from here, and it may take longer if you encounter the scattered troops of Wendland, but once you can enter the Zedi, then at least you don't have to worry about a sneak attack by Wendland in the middle of the night."

Viscount Carthusian estimated that he was not strong in his own right, and he was younger than Erwin, so he had been working as Erwin's assistant to deal with various things.

"Moreover, I think the Northern Rangers will also choose Kainz Fort as a base, they have just experienced a war and are in urgent need of supplies and rest, the closest stronghold to the Misty Forest is this Cainz Fort, I believe General Strass will choose here."

Erwin added, standing up and looking around at the resting troops around him.

They had had little time to rest since they had been brought out of Merrill, and had barely escaped from the range of Windland on the Mordred Plateau day and night, and now the soldiers were quite tired and needed a good rest.

The food reserves were sufficient, and they evacuated Merrill's people and sent them to flee north, so they were well supplied, but their spiritual supplies were very scarce, and although they decided to fight Wendland to the end, the status quo did not allow for nonsense.

Erwin could only lead his army to fight and run, and at this moment, they had just finished fighting with a Wyndland cavalry, and they were hiding in the wreckage of a village that had long since been burned.

"The Asterl army on the Western Front is finished, Wendland is strong there, the battle line has almost advanced to Zedi, and we may have to fight Wendland in Zedi in two weeks' time."

Talking about the current situation, Viscount Carthusian seemed worried, he was originally just a small nobleman in the fortress of Trestan Fortress, if it were not for the death of the lord of Trestan and the fall of Princess Eliefils from the cliff, it would not be his turn to worry about these things.

"Sword of the Federation, Durant. Sidnia, it seems, is more of a threat to the youngster than the 'lone wolf' and the 'bull', compared to Astre's lack of young talent......

As Erwin spoke, he remembered the young priest, whose name was Shiloh. Ian Gray, he may have made a career, but unfortunately, in order to save Her Royal Highness Princess Elifils, he has also died under the cliff of the Pamirs, and was finally swallowed up by the torrent of history.

I wonder what the young man's plan would have if he was here?

Erwin shook his head, he had experienced too much in the past few days, he was originally just a court mage, not good at leading troops to fight, the chaos of the past few days made him uneasy, in his dreams, Astel was like a candle in the wind, and the fate of this country was like the surface of a sea of magic that was constantly swaying, making people incomprehensible and lost in it.

Finally he could only sigh, and Erwin took a deep breath, letting the chilly air soak his lungs and clear his hesitant consciousness.

"After a quarter of an hour's rest, let's go, time is running out, Lord Carter." (To be continued.) )