After just one night's rest in the newly acquired big house, Zhang Lin and his party left Southam, the place shrouded in volcanic ash.

When Councillor Morfan came to visit and learned from Karina that the Dragonborn had left, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Just as Zhang Lin thought, Councillor Morfan was so generous to take out the property of the Severin family and give it away for a certain purpose.

However, he didn't have his hopes entirely on the Dragonborn, in his opinion, it was just a precautionary measure, and he didn't think that a few people would be able to completely change the upcoming challenges in Ravenstone, of course, it had to do with the fact that most of what he knew about the Dragonborn was through rumors and some ancient legends.

Councillor Morfan didn't do anything to take the house back, and after a follow-up conversation with Karina, he didn't get any word out when the Dragonborn would return, so he left the place as he needed to step up his preparations for the defense of Ravenstone.

In the northwest of Skyrim Province, Halfingal, a city on a monolith, the city of Dugu.

The Imperial Legion's commander-in-chief, General Tulius, in Skyrim, was feeling a little haggard at the standoff with the Stormcloaks in recent days.

Snowman, located in the middle of the Skyrim Province, was an important city that both sides were fighting for, and the battle that took place a few months ago made both him and his old rival Ufric realize that Lord Barguf, who had always acted a little forward-looking and had been watching from the sidelines, had a hole card that they couldn't ignore.

Who could tell him why the giants who had gathered in the Snow Territory for some unknown reason would still help defend the city, in the impression of the inhabitants of Skyrim, these giants could not communicate normally.

You must know that before this, Barguv even had plans to lean towards the empire, and Tulius also got a lot of information provided by the other party.

This may have something to do with the fact that Uffric guy is straightforward and directly uses the form of a battle letter to put pressure on Xueman.

But now it seems that the wavering lord does not want to fall victim to the battle between the Imperial army and the rebels, even though there are large numbers of his Nord compatriots on either side.

Rubbing his somewhat sour brow, Tulius now preferred Balguv to remain neutral.

Tulius's worries were still a little unnecessary, although under the influence of a certain foreign little Lori, there were even occasional giant guards in the caravans of Snow City, but Lord Balguf could not control these guys.

It's fair to say that the Imperial Army and the Stormcloak chose the wrong time to attack Snowman, and it was their bad luck in the end.

"General, here's the list of fallen soldiers from last month's clash with Stormcloak."

Adjutant Ricky pushed open the door and walked in, paperwork in hand.

The female adjutant, who had been with him for a long time, had a scar on her face that had been ruined by a battle, and he was a little worried about whether she would be able to find the right person to marry.

"Good work, Ricky."

Tulius took the file, skimmed over the previous content, and jumped straight to the position of the last total number of casualties, and the data on it made him breathe a sigh of relief.

After the first battle of Xueman, he and Ufrik had a tacit understanding that their forces had shrunk together, and no more large-scale clashes broke out between the two sides, and the sporadic battles basically took place on each other's outposts, and the losses on both sides were not too large.

"Ricky, how is this month's recruit plan complete?"

He couldn't recruit troops from the Empire indefinitely, and the Senate wouldn't let him do that, so recruiting new soldiers from Skyrim was the best way to replenish the attrition all along.

"It's a little bit more than last month, and it seems that more and more people want this war to end sooner," Riggie hesitated for a moment before continuing, "General, many of the recruits were originally bandits, and these guys often make trouble. ”

Hearing this, the headache that Tulius had just relieved had a tendency to re-exacerbate.

In the early days, the people who joined the Imperial Army were basically peasants who had lost their land suitable for cultivation, and their combat effectiveness was very poor.

Later, some robbers who had experienced life and death joined in, and Tulius did not refuse these guys, and after being issued with the standard equipment of the Empire, they did show better combat power than ordinary recruits.

But the flaws of these guys who will become robbers are also exposed, many of them are disobedient, and even some people become deserters after receiving a month's salary from time to time, and the atmosphere in the barracks is also spoiled by these guys.

"Send those troublemakers to the front line, if they can make meritorious contributions on the battlefield, I don't mind giving them more rewards, but if you think that the Imperial Army is giving them a different place to live, then don't blame me for being ruthless." After a moment's thought, Tulius instructed his lieutenant.

"Yes!" Regie stepped forward and saluted.

"Anything else?" Seeing that Regie hadn't left yet, Tulius looked up and asked.

"General, Somer's men are here again, and they are waiting for you upstairs."

Tulius' brow furrowed, to be honest, he wanted to send these forced empires to the Platinum Pact, from the Ancestral Divine State, with eyes on the top of their heads, to the Storm Cloak, but he couldn't do that.

These guys were even more anxious than the Imperial Senate to urge the Imperial Army to get rid of the Storm Cloak as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to get up, Tulius suddenly remembered something and took out a letter from a drawer.

"Your Majesty will come to Dugu City this week, you remember to make arrangements, and be sure to ensure Your Majesty's safety in the city."

After receiving the letter, Ricky did not ask why His Majesty Maed II had come to the skies during this period, and turned to leave to arrange the follow-up.

Tulius, on the other hand, rubbed his eyebrows, ready to deal with the annoying elves.

To the east, in the city of Stormhelm controlled by the Stormcloak, like Dugu City, there is also a large-scale recruitment of soldiers, and the stormcloaks in the city are all wholeheartedly supporting Uffric, believing that he can take Skyrim in a better direction.

If the Imperial Army recruits soldiers more for survival, then the Stormcloak soldiers are more for spirit and faith, even if they were only farmers and hunters before, which is much better than on the Imperial side.

"Are you going to join the Stormcloak?" A soldier who was promoting a recruitment plan hesitated a little when he looked at the slightly short figure in front of him who was shrouded in his robes.

[You've been wandering around outside for so long, what do you want to do this time? Army!? 】

"You have to take care of it!" With her cloak off, the young girl said something that made the Stormcloak soldier a little confused, "Oh, I'm not talking to you. ”

"I'm sorry, you're too thin to look like you're fit for battle." The person in charge of recruiting glanced at the girl and shook his head.

"Bang-"

The table in front of him was smashed to pieces by the girl's punch, "Where do you think I'm thin!?" The girl asked, staring at each other.

"Stormcloak welcomes you to join, may I ask your name, my compatriot?" The recruiter, who had just recovered from his stunned state, immediately changed his attitude 180 degrees.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then said, "Just call me Mira." ”