Despite the high morale of the surviving knights and soldiers, they could not change the harsh reality in the slightest - they had no way to return to Hantu City, or any of the surrounding towns or villages.

There is no doubt that the entire vicinity of Hantu City must be full of those people's eyes now, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net—with only these few hundred remaining people, if they are still sure of wandering in the wilderness, once they are discovered, they will definitely have to be wiped out.

Now they have no power to resist, and any imprudent move will cause unimaginable results, and every move must be cautious.

They must find a way to evade enemy search and wander the wilderness, while also finding a way to fend off the barbarian tribal warriors, the beasts that lurk between the woods and the meadows, and the terrifying monsters that lurk are equally deadly.

Not only that, but the lack of supplies was also a problem they faced - the wear and tear of weapons, lack of food and drink, no camping tools, no medicine to treat the wounded, almost nothing, not even a single post to build a tent.

How to persevere, and where to go, is what all the survivors want to know most - those hopeful eyes look at the chief lieutenant with only his left arm left, hoping that he can show everyone a clear way.

But Greene Turn, too, was in a dilemma himself – and even if he survived, he had nowhere to go. This is Hantu, and if you want to leave here, Hantu City is the only way to go. And even if he can really escape from the land alive. The result?

"We had to find the nearest town first. Replenish some supplies. At the same time, let the brothers rest for a while. Greene Turne made up his mind: "If you continue to flee like this, more than half of them will die here in less than a week, and this is still a matter of luck!"

"But......" A royal knight stood up, and although he didn't want to refute, he had to speak: "Once they find out, they will definitely not be able to escape, especially you!"

"We can't just because death is certain that we don't eat or drink, right?" Edward replied, "The enemy is strong, and they are deeply entrenched in this land. But that doesn't mean we can know everything! if we're cautious enough, we can still sneak into town. ”

"More importantly, I need to know some intelligence about what's going on recently, which is crucial. Greene Terne's expression became serious: "Maybe there will be a chance for us to regain the situation. ”

Finally there was no one to retort, and the silent group slowly packed their bags and groped their way through the surrounding jungle towards the nearest town.

It wasn't until the sun set into the wilderness in the distance, and the sky was full of light, that the weary procession approached a small township, and a caravan could be seen passing by in the distance.

Said to be a township. But in reality there is only a very dilapidated fence wall and a few guard towers, and the surrounding fields have been largely deserted. The occasional cow and sheep can be seen between the large meadows, and a muddy road and a stone church are the most presentable-looking buildings in the whole township.

Although the city is already rich in the whole of Hantu, compared to the south and even the east, it is still a bitterly cold highland, and nearly half of the year is covered by cold winters. Even this kind of town, which is already relatively wealthy, can at best be compared with the countryside in the south.

In order to avoid being noticed, most of the whole team stayed at a foothold near the township, temporarily camped to rest and conserve their strength, and the disguised Green Turn, who only took a few knights of the royal family who were relatively close to him, disguised as wandering knights from afar, and walked into this small and small township.

Although it was only a small town near the border, as soon as he walked in, Green Turn's noticed that something was not quite right. The streets were full of patrolling guards, and although this kind of border area was indeed dangerous, it was definitely not to the point of constant vigilance, as if someone had been told that something was about to happen here.

After a few people mixed into the town, they didn't attract much attention, and the guards patrolling around didn't pay much attention to these "wandering knights" - this kind of people are not uncommon in Hantu, whether in the south or the north, the last son or illegitimate child from a poor background can't get much property, and it is common to become a mercenary and go to the east or Hantu.

In particular, there were many such people in the legions of Hantu - serving as middle and low-level officers, or joining the army as cavalry, and they were also one of the sources of soldiers in Hantu City, and the kings of Turin in the past generations did not prevent this situation, and even encouraged this behavior, so as to reduce the war potential of the south and prevent it from threatening the rule of the Kingdom of Turin.

A tavern in tatters, but with a stove for warmth and a bitter ale for relaxation. The already exhausted knights of the royal family only needed a glass of wine, gathered around Green Turn, looked at the lively tavern hall, and maintained a considerable degree of vigilance at all times.

Green, who was drinking and paying attention to the conversation around him, was able to get a lot of information from it, although most of what he heard was just some rumors and trivial things that had happened recently.

After that "fiasco" was over, the entire army of Hantu had withdrawn to Hantu City, and the entire city had been sealed so that the surrounding caravans could not easily enter, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief - fortunately he did not choose to return to Hantu City, otherwise it was almost inevitable that he would be caught.

As the nominal commander of the army, His Royal Highness Anson Marcherus was rumored to be "seriously injured" and "depressed" to the point that no one wanted to see him - that is, at least for now, His Royal Highness the Prince was still alive, most likely under house arrest, while drinking, Greene Turne thought to himself.

Then he heard the news he wanted to know most - Edward Witwood, who had come north with the army he had put together all winter!

"The army of the Chief Flag Bearer is in the tens of thousands, and everything!" said a grain merchant with an exaggerated gesture, "most of them are heavy infantry and proud knights in dirty boots and shields and spears, but there are also mercenaries from the West Coast, Lund pirates, and even a group of barbarian cavalry dressed like Dominicans!"

"How is that possible?!" someone immediately retorted and called out.

"How is it impossible?!" the grain merchant shouted with spit stars: "I saw it with my own eyes, he took his army, and said that he was going to the Twin Towers Fortress according to the orders of His Royal Highness Prince Anson - now that the green river valley in the south is about to spread, this lord has killed no less than 30,000 barbarians, and bought 30,000 barbarians as slaves, and swept the entire Chima Canyon, which is no longer what it used to be!"

The whole tavern was filled with sighs, the kind of stories that the people of Turin loved to hear, and the surrounding guests urged him to say more, while the meaty grain merchant took out the shelves until someone was willing to invite him to drink.

Almost at the same time as hearing the news, the faces of several royal knights immediately showed excited expressions, but the moment they heard that Edward was heading to the Twin Towers Fortress, the expressions on their faces immediately became extremely frightened: "Lord Green Turn!"

"Don't worry, I know what I have to do. Holding back the excitement in his heart, Green picked up the wine glass with his trembling left hand and took a sip suddenly: "We must be careful, and of course we must do it as soon as possible." ”

"But I think things will be different than we thought. Green shook his head, "Edward Witwood, this guy is a real blood wolf, he can't be slaughtered that easily!" )