Chapter 64 Road Network

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All the warriors of the New Crusade lost their minds in panic and astonishment, and the voice of the Holy Spirit could not reach their hearts, which exacerbated the confusion.

Only a handful of warriors still had their senses, but only a handful of them were able to find their way in the maelstrom of chaos, and all that was left was drowned.

It was a complete failure.

The devout ones still have a remnant of their sanity, they gather together, waiting for the chaos to pass, miracles can do nothing about such a situation, they can only find a way to protect themselves, and they are powerless to save others.

Time seems to stand still in this endless cycle, and no one knows when it will all end.

And then finally, the long night passed, and the day dawned.

......

For the first time since leaving the battlefield, Tonnan wanted to look back at the army of outsiders who had remained there.

But he knew he couldn't.

Magellan's near-crazy plan could only buy them a night's time, and they were still standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall into the abyss at any moment.

"The T-Rex is not suitable to stay here. Tonnan, with his back to Magellan, suddenly spoke, "But I'm not going to let it starve to death outside the rainforest." ”

Magellan nodded, though he knew Tonan couldn't see: "Let a team of warriors go with you and bring enough supplies." ”

"Is the rest of the supply sufficient?"

"That's enough, this hostile army can't stand too long a supply line, and we don't need to go far. ”

Tonan lowered his head and looked at the vicious and powerful beast, his battle partner, the mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"I don't like you, outsider. ”

"All the people who have been dragged into the war, when they realize that the nature of the war is beyond their knowledge, will be very ......" Magellan finally did not say the word, "You are no worse than anyone else." ”

"What about you? You don't have any pride in your heart, and it is a matter of course that you know more about war than anyone else?"

"I'm sorry, at least until the end of our, Long March, I don't have time to give you an answer. ”

Tonam nodded.

"Let's go. ”

Together, they jumped off the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and two Dinosaur Riders took their place and left the group north.

"There must be traces in the path of the army, and if I am not mistaken, their supplies are not far ahead. ”

"Let's go, then. ”

Tonnan jumped aboard a dinosaur and set off with the army.

He soon saw where the new crusaders had stacked their supplies.

It was the tent of a nomadic tribe of the steppe, fenced outside, guarded by a group of soldiers, but it was clear that no one here was aware of the approaching smell of war.

The Holy See would have used a miracle to ensure communication between this place and the main forces, but it was clear that no one would have imagined that the Aztec army, which had just taken advantage of the darkness of the night to create chaos, would come here at this time.

And so they suffered a complete defeat.

When it was determined that there was not a single living person in the camp, the Aztecs went on a revelry.

They feasted on the supplies that the Holy See had prepared for the new crusaders, let the dinosaurs enjoy the jerky that only knights could eat, and then slept in the camp for a whole day and a night.

No one bothered them until they had left with supplies, and the New Crusaders did not notice the silence of this camp.

......

The New Crusade is back on its journey.

They will chase the scattered native armies, completely destroy their country, and complete the conquest that science wants.

The Holy Spirit still hadn't forgotten the chaos, and it took him a long time to get the army back in order, but things were finally back on track.

Before his eyes, the traces left by the march of the army were clearly visible.

It was the standard route that an army fighting on home would choose, knowing all the supply points around them, and choosing the direction of travel would not be just about the distance of the road.

The Holy Spirit will never give up the opportunity to pursue, but neither will he chase every army as he chases a gadfly on the steppe. When the direction of the bulk of the army had been determined, the New Crusaders marched in a stormy manner.

There was no army on the steppe that could stop the determination of the Holy Spirit, so he tread the path paved with blood and went from victory to victory, with only the far east, where the sun was in the mouths of his captives.

Everything went smoothly.

The biggest problem for the new crusaders was always the long supply lines, but after entering the lands held by the Inca Empire, the situation was very different.

The steppes are inhabited by scattered nomadic tribes who never stop wandering, but they also always bring with them small herds and tents. Outside the control of the Inca Empire, in the steppes through which the Neo-Crusaders of the East passed, every time such a tribe was encountered, the Holy Spirit would order that a supply camp should be left behind, because the place where the tribe would stay must have a clean water source, and at the same time, it would be convenient to communicate and have a good view. The only problem is that each camp is far apart.

But in the lands held by the Inca Empire, the range of activities of each tribe was limited, and their tents became camps, not only not far apart, but also with a certain amount of material reserves inside.

This was a tradition of the Inca Empire, and during the 1,000-year history of imperial expansion, whenever the emperor owned a new piece of land, the empire's armies would build roads and set up camps there, and the Incas began to do so hundreds of years before they set foot in the steppes.

It was this already nascent network that greatly accelerated the march of the new crusaders, allowing them to catch up with one Inca army after another.

Along with one captive after another, the Holy Spirit was already clear about the plans of the Incas, and although it sounded like a joke, in the end he was convinced that science had delivered him a great victory.

As soon as the new crusaders arrived at the fortress, the Order of the Devotees would use a miracle to wipe out all those huddled behind the fortress walls from this world, and there was only one problem before the Holy Spirit, and that was how to keep the Incas from giving up resistance, otherwise the warriors would be disgruntled because they had gained too little.

Everything went according to plan, the only hiccup was the news from the rear that the supply camp had been attacked, but that had no effect on the army.

It wasn't until the New Crusaders were very close to their destination that the Holy Spirit heard the bad news from the scouts.

There were no supplies around, and the place that was supposed to be a camp was only ruins.

That means a lot of things, but it comes down to just one thing: bad news.

But the Holy Spirit decided to move on anyway, he didn't want to waste time, and the situation wasn't bad enough for the army to stop.