May 4th.

Outside the Leonards Gorge, the Bald Sentry Post.

Because it is only a little more than 100 kilometers away from the "Temple", all the posts in the nearby territories are controlled by the "Rosicruc". The authority of the lords was greatly weakened by the divine right here, but many nobles relied on the "Rosicrucian" for their income, so they were not in a position to pick and choose in military matters, and acquiesced in such a situation.

As the final checkpoint outside the Brill Forest, the Bald Outpost has more than two hundred soldiers all year round, and is well-equipped to deal with some small heretic teams.

But today... They have been hit like never before.

The soldiers gathered together and launched a charge with the enemy in front of the cavalry, but what came at them was a large area of "shadow guards" covered in purple and black smoke - the priests' magic skills were almost completely ineffective, and after the rumbling sound, the soldiers of the "Rosicrucifix" instantly turned on their backs, and what followed was a one-sided massacre - the dozens of "shadow guards" who were more than two meters tall Armed with a purple sword, he dealt with the Templars almost one by one, and in just a few minutes, the small sentry was completely leveled.

"Purify all infidels!"

Bishop Goethe, dressed in black robes, suddenly raised the scepter in his hand, and the sudden burst of shadow power instantly covered the entire sentry, causing the "shadow guards" to give birth to spiked armor, and their bodies were strengthened by three points out of thin air...

Hundreds of Rosicrucian soldiers were killed with little resistance, and the whole battle lasted only fifteen minutes from beginning to end - and when it was all over, Bishop Goethe, standing in the ruins, did not show much satisfaction, but frowned and looked at the "Viper's Kiss" scepter in his hand.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

As the cardinal of the "Viper Cross", Goethe's strength ranks first in the sect, and according to the player's classification, he has advanced to level 35 at this time, and is a strong person who has crossed the first threshold.

Goethe's understanding of "shadow spells" was much better than that of Gallup, but the more he did, the more disappointed he became with the legendary "scepter" in his hand.

It was indeed powerful, containing far more shadow elements than any staff Goethe had ever touched before, but that seemed to be the only thing it could say about it... In addition, the scepter did not exhibit any of the characteristics of an "artifact" - Goethe could appreciate the "will" contained in the scepter, but the other party remained in a "sleeping" state for several days after the seal was broken, and had no intention of communicating with him.

In other words, the scepter is just a prop that amplifies the power of the spell, and it doesn't match the Pope's original description...

"Do you need time?"

Fingers clenched the scepter, Goethe closed his eyes, and felt the power inside the scepter, and then found that after this battle, the energy contained in the "Pit Viper's Kiss" did not decrease, but faintly increased...

Such a discovery alleviated Goethe's discomfort, and in any case, the full sense of power in the hand of the scepter was indeed something that he had never had before. He took a deep breath and then asked his men beside him, "How are the teams in Brill Forest?"

"My lord, the news just came that all the squadrons have arrived at their intended positions and are waiting for orders at any time. ”

Goethe nodded, raised his gaze, looked at the sun above his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "Rush to the decisive battle area before the sixth, deal with this place and leave." ”

"Everything, according to plan. ”

May 5th.

The heavy rain in the Brill Forest has finally stopped.

"Report the loss. ”

"Roy is here!"

"Bart is here!"

"Charlton is here!"

......

Voices came from all around, and after finally confirming that there were no dead members of the team, Sally finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned weakly against the trunk of a tree beside her.

This should be the largest encounter in the past few days, although the "Pit Viper Cross" made a retreat, but in fact there are some suicidal broken back teams in the forest, although their combat effectiveness is not strong, but the kind of deadly attack method really caused a lot of trouble for the "Rosacecrutic" team.

Two or three months ago, Sally had been confident that she would be able to handle such a battle, but at this moment, she felt indescribably tired - the conditions in the forest were too harsh, the sleeping environment to rest adequately, the constant high-intensity fighting, and the poor food supply, all of which had made Sally realize that the team had basically reached a tipping point in body and mind.

They need to rest, not keep fighting.

"How many days do you have enough supplies?"

"Captain Sally, there's only one day's worth of food left, and the supplies that should have been delivered the day before yesterday haven't arrived. ”

"Got it," Sally frowned, reaching out to pin her stray and wet hair behind her ear, two months ago, a late supply was simply impossible, but now the squads were scattered all over the forest, the supply lines were too long, similar situations often happened, and it was useless to complain, she could only try to find a way-"Reduce the food ration by a third, wait for the order from above." ”

Sally's face was very pale at this time, and a member of the team came to ask her if she was uncomfortable, she shook her head and said that it was okay, and took out a map in the improvised tent to confirm her current location, Sally called the adjutant and asked, "Has the flank team not been able to extend reconnaissance?"

"It is reported that they carried out reconnaissance only in a small area within two kilometers, because the frontal reconnaissance reported that the enemy's main forces had withdrawn from the forest..."

"What kind of logic is this? Isn't it possible that the enemy's main force will not be left behind when it goes to the flank?"

Sally complained in a low voice, but she also understood that such an arrangement was basically made by the Bishop of Mograini - the other party was not a general who was good at leading troops to fight, and now he was commanding such a big battle "remotely", and it was normal to have many things that he could not take care of, but although such "negligence" seemed insignificant, in Sally's eyes, it could not be ignored at all.

She had witnessed her father's battles, followed Roddy through small ambushes, and escaped the enemy's pursuit, and knew that any "detail" could change the outcome of a war.

"Roy, Bart, the two of you each take someone on horseback and go to the perimeter of the entire brigade to reconnoiter a circle, extending ten kilometers. ”

"Captain, isn't that so..."

"Nosy?" Sally shook her head and whispered, "I know such an order is inappropriate, but there are people who don't care about our lives, and we can only cherish it ourselves... Bring enough food and go now. ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Sally's performance over the past few months had convinced the team members, so the two soldiers immediately went to prepare, and within a few minutes, the soldiers on the other side brought Mograine's latest orders-

"A decisive battle outside the forest before the seventh?"

Sally stood up, her eyes narrowed, "The soldiers are in a very bad state, they are not suitable for combat at all, how can they go and fight the enemy in two days?"

After saying that, she also knew that it was useless to complain like this, and the soldier who gave the order also had a bad face, and said in a low voice: "Captain, maybe Lord Mograini thinks that the enemy has no ability to resist anymore..."

"Maybe? The enemy may also set a trap for us to jump on our own, and there can be no luck in the war, otherwise we will not know how to die. Sally sighed and asked, "What about our reserves, and don't there be soldiers to support us?"

"I heard that it was in the town of Paz, and they didn't seem to be mentioned in this decisive battle, maybe..."

He opened his mouth to look at Sally's increasingly gloomy countenance, but finally didn't say anything.

"Let's go and get back to life, just say I know, the team will arrive at the meeting point. ”

Sally sighed and turned to walk into the distance, her figure slowly disappearing into the shadows of the trees.

As the battle in Brill Forest came to an end, and when the final battle was about to begin, Cardinal Mograini, who was in the "Temple", cared about it at all, and what he was more concerned about at this time was a piece of news that his subordinates had just reported...

"Roddy, what is he doing here?"

"He met Rubens in the inner city, and then left last night, his exact whereabouts are unknown, and the person who followed him disappeared after leaving the city..."

Mograine was surprised by the news, the name "Roddy" was just a symbol in his eyes, representing Rubens's ridiculous plans and naïve delusions, and for the rest, he didn't even have the slightest "sense of threat".

If you are not a person of the same level, what kind of "threat" can you talk about?

He shook his head and said, "Maybe Rubens wants the dog to jump off the wall in a hurry, pay attention to the movement, he will have nothing to say after this battle." ”

After the order was given, he felt that this was not appropriate, and added: "Seven has arranged for him to come to me once, and I want to hear his opinion carefully." ”

This is naturally a literal politeness, and when the time comes, it is still unknown whether to "listen to opinions" or slap the other party in the face.

As for that Roddy, Mograini has already left the other party behind... Anyway, this kind of role can't affect his own plans.

Just as Mograini had such an idea, the "Rosicrucian" reserve in the town of Pass, east of Brill Forest, was in a state of leisure and recuperation, and suddenly received an urgent order.

"Urgently prepare for war and go? but..."

The commander-in-chief of the reserve, a diocesan bishop, was a little stunned at this time with the letter signed by Bishop Mograini - why had the military order changed in the afternoon when he had just received the news that he would not need to participate in the possible decisive battle on the seventh?

"There's no 'but', it's Lord Mograine's orders, and if you choose to refuse, I'll tell you the truth. ”

The priest who came to deliver the letter was dressed in blue and white robes, and his face looked a little pale, but his expression was very calm, and he looked like he was doing business.

"I... I'll naturally follow your lord's orders," and after a moment of eye contact, the bishop chose to compromise, he turned his head and ordered his subordinates: "All squadron leaders gather at once, and within an hour I will see all the teams appear on the school grounds!"

Turning his head, he was about to speak, but his eyes looked into the air with some surprise: "What is that?"

The priest in front of him turned his head, glanced at the pintail snipher flying in the sky, and said indifferently: "It's just a bird, Lord Bishop, I think... It doesn't affect the team's departure time, does it?"