"There has been a change in Nanling. Baton Henriel hasn't returned, but our shadows have all been cleared. ”

The main part of the special operation headquarters in the south ridge of the Flying Flame Land is located in a natural karst cave deep in the belly of the mountain, which has been expanded and transformed by the soil sublimators, and has a built-in information room, a small alchemy laboratory, a signal base station, an arsenal and other functional facilities, which can be said to be a small war advance base.

Here, Naimo, the leader of the Southridge Brigade of the Flamelands Special Operations Brigade, sent an urgent message to the Spike Spies and undercover personnel located throughout the Southridge: "There should be a strong psyker in the Southridge, he/she can directly see through the disguise of the lurkers, Nauman City has been fully mobilized, and we don't know their movements and purpose until our intelligence network is rebuilt." ”

"All sides on alert, you may be attacked at any time!"

Nemo Narik, the second-level 'Frost Guard' true form, the 'Will Projection' psionic person, is in charge of the intelligence work of the Flying Flame Land on the South Ridge, except for acting with the Steel Wing Dragon Group to fight against the third level powerhouses of the South Ridge Patrol Knights and the Marquis Knights, he can basically mobilize all the manpower of the Flying Flame Land here.

It's an honor and a responsibility, and when something happens, this meticulous, even obsessive-compulsive psyker will definitely inform everyone he should have notified, so that they can respond correctly to the danger they may encounter in advance.

- But even a prophet can't save everyone, let alone a mere psyker's reminder?

A truly intelligent person can perceive danger without needing others, while a stupid thug will turn back three times even if someone tries to save him from the sea of misery.

For example, some of the mountain people in the territory of Ryan.

"The puppies over there in the Flamelands want us to watch out for the surprise attack of the Imperial Bastards."

Laian City, a mansion of wealthy merchants, the original owner has been driven away, and sitting on the main seat is a burly, bearded middle-aged man

He was covered in black bear skin, his bare right hand seemed to be covered with a layer of bluestone, and on his left side hung a huge iron rod, with a sharp bulge at the top, and some blood stains on it.

His voice was not rough, but rather generous, but his mocking expression contrasted with it: "They say that someone is coming and raiding us—probably from Nauman City, maybe from Indigo." In short, it is dangerous, be vigilant. ”

"Are they trying to scare us into running away and giving up this rich place to their more obedient dogs? Well? ”

In the hall, many mountain hunters and warriors also laughed loudly, and the burly man slammed the iron rod in his hand to the ground, smashing up the flying debris in the sky: "Back then, I saw that the guy Lapol (Baron Lean) occupied the holy land of the ancestors, but he was a dog for the imperial people, and treated the herbs and elixirs left by the ancestors as commodities, planting and selling them like weeds, and I was angry in my heart. ”

"He died at the hands of the Imperials, and he really died a good death! It tells us the results of believing in the Empire, and also tells us the fate of traitors who are close to the Empire! ”

"This is the end!" The mountain people shouted in unison.

"But Boss." But then one of the congregations asked, "So what are we going to do?" The puppies in the Flameland are so serious, something will definitely happen. ”

"Worried about what? Anyway, it's not that no one is with us. The burly man sneered: "The tribes of Lapol have firmly guarded the castle, if we don't leave, they will definitely not leave, and they will not stay here when the time comes." ”

"We guard the entrances and exits of the holy land, we don't have much food, we consume it, they are not like us, they have a lot of grievances to send supplies."

The other party.

"There's news from the Flamelands again."

With a bronze face, a three-meter-tall giant stood on the top of the Lean Castle, his dark blue eyes overlooking the entire Ryan City, and his subordinates reported respectfully from behind him, but he did not respond immediately.

The dark gray hair was a sign of the Ascendant's age, but there was a sparkle of wisdom in those eyes.

He stared at the quiet and peaceful town in the woods. The city of Ryan was now in a state of desolation, not only due to famine and the chaos caused by the loss of the lord, but also because of the rivalry between the independent hillmen and their pro-imperial side.

If it weren't for the Huaiguang Church's warning that their fight should not involve civilians, the battle between the two sides in the city in the last few days alone would have caused hundreds of casualties.

But it's all trifles. Compared to how the tribe recovered its losses in this opportunity, or really grabbed the initiative from the Empire, this group of mountain people who had long been domesticated by the Empire and became Imperial people did not die at all (the inhabitants of the Ryan Territory and the Imperial people were half against half, and because they had been mixed for a long time, it was basically impossible to distinguish between them).

"Say." He said in a calm voice: "Isn't it the same as 'supporting us to be the chairman of the Gunsan Federation after independence'?" Tell Flameland that I don't believe that the mountain people can really be independent, don't draw a big pie, and they will deceive the fools in the mountain pass, those rocks in the mountains don't know what kind of power the empire has. ”

"But if the price is enough, I don't mind secretly stumbling on the Imperials, such as destroying the spiritual soil of the Holy Land, so that they can't get back the origin of this alchemy material completely. As long as they can afford it. ”

"No, Patriarch." The subordinate of the report had a trembling voice in his voice, and it was obvious that the destruction of the 'spiritual land of the Holy Land' was something beyond his imagination: "They said...... There may be moves on the side of the Empire that require us to be cautious and shrink our defenses. ”

"The people of Yamaguchi and Kakutani also received a hint from the Flame Land, but they didn't react......"

"Ridiculous."

The Giant Mountain Folk laughed, and his voice even had a bit of heroism: "The Imperial people have moved, and we have to retract?" With such a little guts, what else do you dare to do? ”

"It's better to say, if we don't beat back the actions of the Imperials, what face do we have to ask for a high price? And if we don't show a little bit of our strength, how can we be recruited by the empire when the time comes? ”

"Compared to this, it's better to prepare the supplies."

He concluded: "This morning, I am going to address the whole of Ryan and tell them who their real enemies are and who are the ones who really take care of them!" ”

At this point, the giant mountaineer stuck the great sword at his waist into the solid rock of the castle, and his gaze at Lai'an City became cold, and his tone was solemn: "If Lai'an City doesn't support me, there will be no more Lai'an City!" ”

"I can't get it, no one can think of it!"

There is now more than one force in the Ryan Territory.

- Claiming to be a dragon sacred canon, supported by the Flying Flame Land, but looking down on the Flying Flame Land and the Empire, the mountain people who are single-mindedly independent.

- The remnants of Baron Ryan and the clan behind Baron Ryan's 'Hanging Peak Department' (the clan of Baron Ryan's mountain people's bloodline) are combined, and one of the mountain people knights who support the canonization of the empire is the leader, but in fact as a puppet, claiming to be the orthodox Ryan Lord.

- Several other canonized mountain knights gathered, they were cut off from the Empire, and for a while they could not call for help, so they could only gather together to protect themselves.

The demands of the parties are not the same. Lai'an Ling was one of the sacred places of the mountain people in the past, and Xia Hui grass and other cash crops were the unique medicinal raw materials of the mountain people at that time.

Later, after the arrival of the empire and the conquest of the area, the cultivation of the glow grass was expanded, turning the "glow that was originally located on the mountain cliff into a wild flower planted in the nursery and around the city", and the rare glow grass became an alchemy substrate that could be used in a car (although it was still very expensive).

For fundamentalist mountain people, this is intolerable blasphemy!

- Even if they really want to blaspheme, they should do it, why do the Imperial Yankees make so much money?!

The independent hill people had only one demand, and that was to take Ryan into their own possession, as had happened in other Imperial colonies and hill communities, as part of the future Mountain Confederation - yes, with the support of the Flamelands, they had already begun to think about how to build a state.

This side is also the strongest, with two second-level leaders leading the team, Kari Yamaguchi is responsible for leading the team to occupy Ryan City, while the commissioners of Sisan Gangu and Flying Flame Land are collecting map data and collecting plant biological samples, and their purpose is self-evident.

As for the orthodox clan that claims to be in Lean City, their purpose is to take advantage of the rebellion of the mountain people and regain control of the holy land that Baron Ryan has lost

They are a group of mountain people who prefer the cooperation of the Empire, and naturally do not intend to rebel with the independent mountain people, but the Empire has recently taken advantage of Baron Ryan's evil excuse to deprive him of his fief and noble title, depriving Baron Ryan of the legitimacy of the clan rule behind him.

Therefore, they plan to take this opportunity to hold the city of Ryan, take advantage of the situation, ask the empire for the power to cooperate in the management of the Ryan Territory, and even simply rehabilitate Baron Ryan and completely regain legitimacy.

Moreover, they really can't, they also plan to join forces with other mountain knights who have fiefdoms here, secretly inciting the local population, not in name, but in fact to rule the Ryan territory.

In short, no matter what, you must hold this superior alchemy plant cultivation land in your hands.

They also have a second energy level - Martin Hanging Peak. When it comes to kinship, he can even be regarded as Baron Ryan's uncle.

Although he is only alone, he has advantages in inheritance, weapons and equipment, and even has a lot of spiritual energy ornaments collected by the mountain people, which is already considered the top combat power in this area for the mountain people who do not have a third energy level for the time being.

And this group of people also has some faint connection with the Dragon Worship Sect.

Third party...... The third party is just the other mountain knights huddling together to keep warm, and the other forces don't have the time and spare energy to deal with them.

"Is that so?"

Ryan collar, gold leaf forest.

Marching at high speed, all the staff rode dragon horses and galloped all night, but it can be regarded as coming to the periphery of the destination, Ian pointed his sword at the prisoners he had captured, and asked with some surprise: "It's just that those guys of the independent mountain people are crazy, and the Hanging Peak Department actually dares to stir up this troubled water, and they still want to overturn the case for Baron Ryan, and after secretly occupying Ryan City, he will be recruited and become a lord again?" ”

"Where did he get the guts?!"

"You, I don't know if you ask me, my lord......"

The mountain captives who were tied to the trees said to Ian with a smile on their faces, and also to the thirty people behind Ian who were dressed in armor and silently lined up: "I am not in a group with them, just to see if there is any oil and water to be fished in this area, so I made some preparations......

"Interesting." Ian put away his sword, and he pondered for a moment: "Scott, you come and ask this friend for specific details." ”

"Yes!" Iron Folk stepped forward, he stood in front of the discolored captive, his eyes lit up with a dark amber light: "I advise you to say a little more details, otherwise, with the information provided by you, you will compare the crime of spying on our march, and there is a high probability that you can only choose between beheading and drowning alive." ”

The mountain man cautiously asked, "Can you choose to die of old age?" ”

Scott gave him a face with the scabbard: "Now there's a new corpse to throw away." Go ahead. ”

Not paying attention to Scott's interrogation, Ian frowned slightly.

Grabbed a tongue and obtained information from Ryan's territory, but it turned out to be not as simple as imagined.

Obviously, in addition to the Flying Flame Land and the independent mountain people, the pro-imperial faction, or the mountain people of the Zhao'an faction, also have evil intentions.

Although it seems that they just want to take back the Ryan Territory and cooperate with the Empire once again, this is essentially to deny the legitimate right of Ian and other knight lords to rule.

To put it simply, if this group of mountain people who took advantage of the mountain rebellion to actually occupy the territory of Ryan successfully drove out the independent mountain people, then the empire would not let them go, and could only elect a Baron of Ryan to hang there again.

As for the other knight lords...... Wait. You didn't keep your territory anyway, you deserve it.

Hearing this, Ian's first reaction was, 'What the hell, mountain people, should be killed!' ’！

What is pro-empire or not pro-empire, the independent mountain people are just a group of rabble, and this group of Zhao'an factions led by Martin Hanging Feng is their real enemy!

"Sir."

At the moment, there was a military operation, so Scott called Ian the commander, and after interrogating some new information, he walked over and whispered to the boy: "This mountain man is indeed a dirty hand who wants to steal a penny, but he said that he knows the patrol route of the mountain people, and he can avoid the spies in Ryan City." ”

"Should we trust him?"

"Avoid patrol routes? Again, we are not infiltrating, but attacking. ”

Coming back from his thoughts, Ian shook his head slightly, his eyes looked in the direction of Ryan City, and said in a deep voice: "What we have to do is not to avoid, but to eat the patrol first, and then directly crush the enemy head." ”

"And I'm going to do more than just get rid of the mountain people......"

At this moment, Scott noticed that the eyes of the young white people in front of him were as cold as the permafrost glaciers in the far north, and his voice was indifferent.

It is a disregard for human life as complete garbage and numbers.

"Our goal is to get rid of all the leadership teams in the Ryan territory," he said. Whether it is the independent mountain people, or the hanging peaks, or those mountain knights who don't know the number. There is no one left but us. ”

Scott was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, and even said with great joy: "Your will! ”

- This is the norm in Terra.

He turned his head and gave the command: "All ready!" Keep moving! ”

In the early hours of the morning, the huge armor was activated again.

And the team of the White People followed.

"Didn't kill me......"

The mountain thief watched blankly as the team disappeared into the distance, but he was still tied to a tree - and he did not dare to ask the other party to put himself down.

"What should I do now......

……

Steward Moda awoke from his chaotic sleep.

He woke up from his exhausting dreams and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream.

Half a year has passed since the incident of Leanling, but the old steward still has not come out of the reality of a nightmare that is even more nightmarish.

- The child who has been taken care of for many years is actually a resentful spirit...... The young master and young lady who are close to him are all monsters who kill people without calculation......

- The lord of his own allegiance...... The young man who had watched his growth and support all the way and had bright eyes actually went astray under his own advice...... Step by step, on the road to the final madness.

"Old man......"

The gray-haired old man raised his hand and pressed it to his eyes, and he let out a painful, weak groan, not knowing how to get out of this nightmarish painful memory.

[All the residents of Lai'an City, all the people living in the mountains, please listen to our words......]

Outside the window, there was a penetrating proclamation, which was obviously amplified by some kind of sublimation object, and this voice even reminded the Moda steward for a moment of reminding Baron Ryan of the way Baron Ryan had been singing at the top of the castle after he had cultivated the resonance bag, and he had tactfully told the other party that he had been out of tune from the first sentence.

The moment this fond memory came to mind, an inexplicable suspicion came back to my heart.

- Is this true?

- Is this really not a memory that Master Ira modified for me?

Unable to distinguish between the past and the present, the Moda steward only felt that the voice outside the window was noisy, but there was no way to prevent the other party from continuing to declare: [We are the relatives of the previous Baron Ryan, Lapol Ryan, and the source of his mountain bloodline]

[Now, I want to tell you that Baron Ryan is not a wicked man as the Empire advertises—don't be deceived by the Empire's one-sided lies, in fact, it's a conspiracy!] 】

[It is the Imperial Gnostic, who used psionic energy to control Baron Ryan and his children, intending to use their psionic energy and power to plot a huge conspiracy. Of course, they failed, so Baron Ryan became a target for them to erect, and as long as they brought it down, the Empire would be able to throw off all the blame]

[Those children who died in vain for many years, those who disappeared, those who died quietly and young, their deaths were buried along with the death of Baron Ryan - but who is the real mastermind behind the scenes? Do the Imperials tell us the answer? 】

[Nope! They cover up their own people, and they are never of the same mind as us! 】

[At least we, who are also mountain people, can guarantee your vital interests and give you real personal safety!] 】

Martin Hangfeng's deep voice resounded throughout the city from Lyon Castle, and what he said this time was more interesting than the previous ones.

This mountain giant who joined forces with the old ministry and the escort team left by the lord back then, claiming to support the lord, but didn't care about the city ruled by Baron Ryan at all, actually began to speak for the lord and attacked the empire with this?

Steward Moda's numb eyes gradually became a little colored, he raised his head, frowned and looked out the window, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "What nonsense, isn't it true that the old man is crazy?" Why is it that each side has different statements? ”

"Am I crazy, or is the world crazy?"

The madness is neither the Moda Nor the world. Each side will say in its favor, and each side will choose what it wants to be a mixture of reality and part of the truth.

There are not so many clear truths in this world.

"Destroy the traitor!"

At this moment, the old man had already heard a simple and rough battle cry from the other side of the city, it was the voice of the warriors of the mountain pass and the strong valley tribe, and it was obviously impossible for them to allow the Hanging Peak tribe to continue to deceive people like this, and if they continued to say this, Martin's old thing would really proclaim himself the sole and orthodox ruler of the Ryan Territory!

The battle between the two sides will begin again, and the numb residents of Ryan City no longer want to think about who is right and who is wrong...... They just want to end this nightmare that has lasted for an unknown amount of time as soon as possible, and welcome a patriarch, a boss, to rule over them and bring them peace and tranquility.

They could only choose from these two, and they were forced to choose a ruler among the mountain people who did not know good and evil, to be their lord.

If there are no accidents.

But accidents always happen.

For example...... One more option.

Choose another younger lord.

On October 24, 773, at 9:25 a.m., Cyclops arrived outside the city of Ryan with his troops.

The mountain patrols outside the city didn't even have time to warn them for the first time, because their bodies and minds were shocked by the roaring armor and the thirty heavily armed soldiers with giant alchemy guns in their hands.

- Whose troops are this? Why are there armors? What exactly are the weapons in their hands......

The spread of the Fear Potion made it impossible for them to think rationally, and the only patrol leader who was barely conscious struggled to press the warning button in his arms.

But at this time, the beam lit up.

Three pillars of scorching light focused on his body, instantly turning a large living person into ashes.

【Very good】

In the armor, Ian took a deep breath, he stared at the city of Ryan in front of him, the cyan halo in his eyes flowed, reflecting all the cyan mist: [Scott, you assist me in shooting key targets and creating chaos]

[At the same time, your own safety comes first, understand? 】

"Yes, sir!" Scott's voice echoed inside the armor, following the nerve signals into his brain, and the familiar feeling caused the boy to smile coldly.

[Now]

He said softly: [The siege begins]

[Kill them all, leave no one behind]

"Kill them all!"

The soldiers echoed in unison, their voices full of enthusiasm and courage: "Leave not a single one behind!" ”

And then the earth began to roar.

(End of chapter)