While Xiug had taken an extremely important step in solving the predicament of the city of Salem, the Fifth Chasseur Regiment in the Black Forest had just survived a long and painful night.

The history and culture of the Lowe Plateau and the Plain of the Goddess have created many prejudices and misunderstandings among the residents of the Plateau Kingdom such as Wattle against the people of the Plains.

At least in the stereotype of most people, the military academies of the Kingdom of Deland and many principalities are difficult to produce real military talents and generals.

In fact, it was a very serious miscalculation.

Although the plateau states have always been able to achieve more favorable results in conflicts between the two regions over the past few hundred years, in fact, these conflicts and contradictions have done relatively little damage to the behemoth of the kingdom of Derea - its size is simply too large.

The extremely abundant resources and a more pleasant living environment have given the countries of the Plains an astonishing confidence in conflicts, and the generals cultivated in this environment are more adept at obtaining greater benefits for their countries and camps by controlling the situation on the battlefield.

"The success or loss of a battle cannot determine the life or death of a behemoth."

This is a sentence summed up by Anthony, the current "famous general" of the Deland Kingdom, which is regarded as a wise saying by many Deland soldiers and generals, these professional soldiers who serve in the Plains Kingdom may have a slight advantage in the frontal battlefield, but they can always rely on the adjustment of grand strategy to make up for those mistakes and find new opportunities.

This offensive and defensive battle in the Black Forest region is a manifestation of the wisdom of the Deland army.

The fierce battle had in fact lasted for a day and a night, and after the position of the Fifth Chasseur was successfully detected by the field mages sent by the Deran army, the dense artillery fire enveloped all the members of the Fifth Chasseur Regiment.

And this bombardment lasted from early morning until noon.

Fortunately, the follow-up unit responsible for supporting the Fifth Chasseur Regiment also provided extremely heavy artillery support after receiving their message, and one of the most special places that was of common concern to both sides was the Black Forest Fort.

This important landmark, which was previously selected as the best location by the Black Sun Society, has become the common goal of the artillery of both sides in an invisible tacit understanding, and under the continuous bombardment of several different types of crystallized shells, the Black Forest Fort, which has a long history, has completely reduced to a ruin.

The same treatment was given to the western part of the town of the Black Forest, which had been nearly flattened by Waterl's artillery in order to effectively hold back the advance of the Deran army.

However, this intensity of artillery bombardment could only relieve some pressure on the defending Fifth Chasseur Corps.

The fall of the town and the severe blow to the Black Forest Infantry Regiment were seen as a provocation by the Waterls to the Deresan royal family, and under the influence of this classic "spectator" problem, the Deresan soldiers in charge of the attack showed extreme ferocity and bravery, and even though the Chasseur had set up several Kaldan heavy machine gun positions, the Chasseur still inevitably suffered a large number of casualties in the high intensity of the battle.

As the leader of the physicians in the army, Meyer never rested at all.

He felt like he had never dealt with so many wounded in his life.

The blood on his hands had been washed away many times, and although Meyer had always had perseverance and patience far beyond ordinary people, he inevitably felt tired at the moment.

The Chasseurs were not very defensive in Waterl's army system, so Major Alfred made a bold judgment and adjustment in the defensive strategy - placing the enemy as close to the trench as possible before starting to block it, and he even allowed the soldiers in the first trench to properly put the enemy into a defensive position for direct melee combat.

This is certainly effective, but equally, if a soldier of a hunting regiment is injured, it will pay a greater price.

"Hold on, don't let him move."

Mayer glanced at the young soldier who was curled up in pain and gave an admonition to his assistants, and then he hurried to the metal basin

Beside him, he plunged his palm into the hot water, so the blood stains on his palm immediately dissipated in the water, and as the steam device operated, the blood was quickly emptied, and the clean water was re-injected under the action of the magic crystal, and was quickly heated.

Meyer himself estimated that if he lost the assistance of these new equipment, he was afraid that the efficiency of dealing with the wounded would be reduced by 60%, and the survival rate of the wounded would also be seriously affected.

The stimulation of the hot water took away a little tiredness.

Amid the sporadic explosions in the distance, Meyer ended his rest, which was not a rest, and he approached the young soldier, and after a mage who was an assistant used magic to relieve the wounded man's pain, he immediately began to examine him.

The location of the soldier's wound was delicate, on the back of his thigh.

A shattered crystalline shrapnel sliced through the young man's flesh like a blade, and if he had moved up a little further, he would have half of his ass left.

Meyer was also a little surprised, and in order to ease the embarrassment and nervousness of the soldiers, he joked, "How can it be an injury in such a place?"

"Uh......"

Feeling his pants being taken off, the soldier twisted his body helplessly, there were so many female doctors and apprentices in this field hospital, and he felt that his self-esteem had been extremely damaged.

Amid the laughter of the female assistants beside him, the young man muttered, "The Major asked me to deliver a letter to you...... I said it was a magic letter sent through the Secret Rite, but I was only halfway through when I came across a malfunctioning crystalline cannonball, hissing...... It was delayed all day before exploding! I'm not a deserter, I'm just unlucky!"

"Yes, I know, the Wattles are not deserters."

Meyer was amused that it wasn't a particularly troublesome injury, so he called an apprentice to take care of it, and he took the letter from the soldier's coat pocket and took it to the lamplight.

In the soldier's muffled moan, Meyer saw the signature of the magical letter.

He was surprised to find that it was actually a "drop-shipping" letter, and the signature of the letter turned out to be "Master Alfred".

"Mage? I don't know what Alfred's mage is...... Oh, wait."

Meyer immediately came to his senses, and he turned to ask, "Did the Major read this letter?"

"No, sir, this letter is addressed to you by name, hiss...... And when the Major saw the signature, he asked me to send it directly!"

"Well, okay."

Meyer nodded.

He already knew the source of the letter, and he could think of the only person who could add the name "Alfred" and the identity of the mage and send the letter to him.

Curious and concerned about his friend's situation, Meyer quickly opened the letter and read it by the light.

"Professor, I hope everything is well......

Shug didn't know that the Valery mage was so incredible, that in just half a day and a night, he had decisively sent that extremely important letter for himself, and Valery had done a very "clean" job in this matter.

In order to ensure that the letter was not monitored by the Eye of Mel Secret Instrument of the Legal Committee, he even risked "collaborating with the enemy" to contact a mage friend who was on the front line of Waterl, and through this channel, he successfully sent the letter using Waterl's internal magic secret instrument.

While Meyer finished reading Hugh's letter and began to think seriously about how to write an important article that would really attract attention, Hug left the apartment building that was used as a hideout and rode the Rat in the direction of Iris Street.

Just as Hug had learned in the middle of the night through the memories of a Iris Street soldier, this special force formed by the forces of the independent government of Salem and the remnants of the kingdom of Teresa had begun to secure its territory.

These soldiers and mages integrated by General Boots are not only located near Iris Street

A number of strong sentry posts were erected, and a very bold move was made in the city of Salem - they used magic and alchemy bombs to directly bulldoze a considerable number of hidden buildings, and used the magic of mages to fill and seal off all suspicious cracks and passages near Iris Street.

Xiuge took a closer look and found that the members of Iris Street were very willing to work the maintenance of their territory, and the filling here was very well done, and some of the more dangerous cracks were even attached to the solidification ritual, this level of repair was enough to withstand the impact of the larger-scale Abyss Heirs.

On the side of Iris Street, Xiuge saw an even more striking picture.

There was originally a small park, and the name of this park is as uncreative as the rest of the city of Seren, it is called "Peace Park", which has been maintained by the embassy of Derean in the past, and there is a very classic "armistice sculpture" erected in the center of the park.

The "Peace Park" has now been bulldozed to a considerable extent, and the areas that have not been bulldozed are separated by the earth walls made by the magically shaped by the mages of Iris Street, and from the situation of those lands, it is obvious that this is prepared arable land, although it is winter, but through magic rituals, it can also maintain a certain temperature in the area and plant crops.

Iris Street's actions show that they are not just "warlords" entrenched in the city, and General Boots seems to have a clear understanding of the situation in Salem, and although he may not have a way to escape from Salem, he also understands that if he wants to survive in this terrible hell for a long time, he must make more preparations.

And that's why Iris Street is recruiting survivors on a massive scale – they have so much to do and very little manpower.

Naturally, Shug who rode by on a huge mouse attracted the attention of many soldiers, perhaps because General Butz had already greeted him the day before, and these soldiers and guards did not show much hostility, and even when Shug walked to the entrance near Iris Street, a mage walked out.

This is a middle-aged man, still wearing the mage robe issued by the Dharma Committee, with a magic book hanging from his waist, but he is not wearing the insignia that symbolizes the mage's rank.

It's just that in Xiuge's extremely keen perception of magic power, there is no way to hide the level of this middle-aged mage - he is a very ordinary raindrop-level mage, that is, the kind that has just gotten rid of his apprenticeship, and in the legal committee, he should be the level that barely does the work of a clerk and supports the operation of the secret ritual.

In the face of such a mage, Xiuge didn't even need to exude his magic.

Just by relying on the terrifying aura of the Running Rat, it was already able to create a sufficient deterrent to him.

Shug was even a little worried that the middle-aged mage who had come to "welcome" him would pee his pants in the eyes of Snicky observing his prey.

"Yes...... Is it Master Ernst?"

The middle-aged man still had some guts, and although his smile had begun to distort under the gaze of the giant rat with horns, he still insisted on walking in front of Xiuge, and greeted him very reluctantly, "General Butz asked me to meet you...... And he asked me to tell you that he was looking forward to meeting today."

"Me too."

Hug bared a mouthful of white teeth, and then he gently clubbed the pavement with his staff, and the huge magical beast that made everyone very nervous immediately dissipated into the magical mist.

At the same time, Xiuge's magical perception swept around at a rapid speed, and after confirming that there were no ambushers who could threaten him, he followed the middle-aged mage towards the interior of Iris Street, and at the same time, the Ernst family rat group that had been summoned before also took action, they quickly found their own pathway, and began to grope their way towards the interior of Iris Street from all directions.

And after stepping into the interior of Iris Street, Xiuge showed a little surprise at the right time.

It was a necessary move, he didn't want to give the people in the neighborhood the illusion that he had already explored the place before, as he had seen the image the night before through the memories of the "dead".

Again, everything here seems to be in order, and while everything here still exudes a strong sense of vigilance and seriousness, it is quite vibrant compared to the other dilapidated and uninhabited areas of the city of Seren.

Here, Hug saw female residents hurrying by carrying baskets, workers mending the walls of shops, and children trying to get some bread by helping to carry things......

According to Xiuge's eyes, this Iris Street has been built into a special "community" in the apocalyptic scenario.