The three-way army met mightily on the dirt hill outside the base camp of the eighteen tribes.

The army led by Nabino and Dennis, with the first victory of the Sunset Moon Fortress, showed high fighting spirit; Nick took Maya and Finks, with the glory of the Dragon's Cavity Fortress, rushing like a torrent; And Red Dragon and Mira not only brought victory from Huima Fortress, but also brought full enthusiasm for battle.

Lydia stood at the intersection of the road, watching the scene of the soldiers of the three armies hugging each other and cheering together, and her heart was surging.

She never imagined that one day, she would be able to gather so many partners from different classes, backgrounds, and camps, what an invincible and powerful force. But even though victory was in sight, Lydia wanted to be cautious enough to immediately send someone to summon the generals for a military meeting.

Moments later, several generals met with Lydia on a flat ground. There were no tables or chairs at the site, so they brought in a large rock and spread out a map on it.

The young man habitually pinched a few clay figures, and suddenly realized that he was not at the scene without smiling, and with a little loss, he re-photographed the little people into mud balls and stuffed them back into his pockets.

Lydia looked around at the generals and said with a serious gaze: "There are only three ways out of the Seed Desert, and now they have all been gambled by us, whether it is Issam or Hamid, they have all become fish in a net and a beast in a cage. Now it's time for this war to come to an end. ”

General Nick touched his chin and said in a deep voice, "Hamid is more treacherous than he imagined, and he can't be taken lightly, especially when I was fighting with Zahir, I discovered something new. ”

"What's new?" Lydia and several other generals looked at him curiously.

Nick nodded, and Bard and Nasian behind him hurriedly carried a roll of pitch-black flags.

The flag was captured from Zahir's barracks, and as the flag slowly unfurled, it could be seen painted with strange and eerie symbols. The bright red graffiti on the pitch-black banner flashed with an eerie glow, and the light of it had a creepy feeling.

"What kind of flag is this?" Dennis asked with a frown, as he carefully reviewed the insignia of each tribe and found that none of the tribes had ever used such a banner.

"Dementor Banner ......" The old voice came from the corner, and the old Elder Msta looked at the flag with a look of horror, as if his soul had been shaken by it.

"This is the weird Horcrux Zahir used." Bard took a deep breath, his voice seemed to tremble a little, "You recognize this?" ”

Elder Msta nodded sadly, "This is a dye made by mixing the blood of the 'Misty Leaf' and the 'Desert Demon Devourer', and when combined with the soul magic circle on it, it can produce an extremely strong hallucinogenic effect. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched a symbol on the flag, and for a moment, the flag emitted a faint red light. The eyes of all the generals were focused on this flag, and for a moment, an unsettling atmosphere filled the tent.

"It is a strong hallucinogenic poison that will cause the consciousness of the soldiers to fall into chaos, allowing them to see illusory sights. They will think that they are surrounded by demons and monsters, that even friends will become enemies, and that everything will become twisted and terrifying. ”

Msta's words shook the hearts of the generals present, and he went on to explain: "These soldiers, we call them mad soldiers. Once attacked by the toxin, they become uncontrollable and attack everything in a frenzy. They don't feel pain, they don't know what fear is, they just chase killing. ”

"Mad Warrior?" Nick nodded slightly, "That's a fitting name." ”

He seemed to remember how crazy the brainless warriors had been when he saw Zahir waving the flag on the battlefield.

"If Elder Morip is here, there might be a way to neutralize the Dementor Banner......" Msta sighed heavily. Yes, Elder Morip has been killed by Zahir.

This sigh echoed in everyone's minds like a hammer. Now, they finally understood the truth about Elder Morip's death, and they began to understand that the next battle would be more than just an ordinary battle, and that there were even more terrible enemies waiting for them.

Lydia frowned and looked at the map, "If they let out the so-called 'Mad Warriors', I'm afraid there will be more damage, we better think of a good way...... Maybe you can surprise them? ”

"Surprise attack?" Dennis pointed to the west side of the map, "This side has the weakest defenses, we can feint in other directions, and launch a surprise attack here, which should catch Issam by surprise." ”

The young man and Mira agreed, "That's right, break their defenses quickly and force them into chaos." ”

While everyone was deliberating nervously, Finks suddenly ran over out of breath, "Report, there is an emergency in the camp. ”

Lydia immediately asked, "What's going on?" Say it! ”

Finks swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued, "Issam has fled, the battalion is defenseless, and now all that remains is ruins and a large number of homeless poor people. ”

"Issam has already run away?" Nabino smacked his thigh hard, "Damn, let's go after him immediately!" ”

But Lydia doesn't seem to care about Issam's affairs, "All the way out is closed, he has nowhere to run - it's this camp - you say there are only poor people left here?" ”

Finks nodded, "I've led the team in and searched for it, and there really aren't any ambushes. ”

Lydia pursed her lips, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

.

What was once a bustling group of tents is now chaotic and dilapidated. Isam's evacuation left a heartbreaking picture, with tents burned, property looted, and streets littered with ruins and burnt items.

There was still a dark fire burning in the ruins of the tent, and the smoke had cleared, but the smell of disaster still permeated the air. The Circle Square, which used to be full of laughter and laughter, has been reduced to ruins, and the traces of the once eighteen tribes seem to have been swept away.

In this chaos, the poor are displaced and homeless. Elderly, women and children wail and search for their lost loved ones. Their faces are full of despair and overwhelm as they lose everything.

"Granny Ora?" Suddenly, Dennis saw a figure of acquaintance in the ruins. He hurried to the old woman's side, "What's the matter, how did this place become like this?" ”

Granny Ora looked miserable and pointed to her lips weakly, indicating that she was too thirsty to speak.

"Bring me water." Dennis hurriedly asked for a kettle and moistened Granny Ora's throat, "Don't be afraid, recuperate first, are our people still there?" ”

Granny Ora shook her head weakly, her trembling hand gently grabbed Dennis's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Issam...... Alliance Leader...... Captured...... ...... were captured."

Dennis gritted his teeth and said, "Issam, this dog's leg, I must tear him apart with my own hands!" ”

Lydia looked at all this affectionately, and a sense of powerlessness surged in her heart: "The candlelight burns on the evil night, the sky breaks and the war is chaotic, the song spreads thousands of miles, and the hometown is peaceful and famine......"

She used the language of her previous life, and no one could understand what she was singing, but everyone seemed to feel an inexplicable sadness and sadness in their hearts.

"Call the medics, get all the supplies, and gather at once." The young man had already understood Lydia's feelings.

There are many purposes for war, but Lydia has always had only one purpose: to fight is just something that has to be done in order to end it. What she wants is a world where everyone has food to eat and can survive.

The generals immediately split up to start the search and rescue work, and Nabino had already dropped his weapon, picked up a wounded child, and asked the medical staff to bandage the wound.

"Chief Nabino......" the boy looked at him in awe.

Nabino patted him on the back, "Will it hurt a little, are you scared?" ”

The child said seriously: "I am a child of the tribe, and I am not afraid of pain. ”

"Okay." Nabino said stiffly, "When you're healed, I'll go and slaughter the abominable beast Isam." ”

Tears welled up in the child's eyes, "Avenge our clan?" ”

"Avenge everyone!" Nabino's fists clenched.

The fear in the child's eyes fades away and is replaced by a warmth and peace of mind. He nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and a smile appeared.

General Nick was not far away with Maya to distribute food. A dejected mother is holding Maya's shoulders and weeping bitterly, as if to accuse the tribe of abandoning her and her young children, and lamenting that her husband has been forcibly recruited by Issam.

The two children behind her looked horrified at everyone around them, their hair sticky with grit, and their faces covered with tear stains and stains in a dirty patch of despair.

Finks crouched down and comforted them, "Don't be afraid, there's food here, what do you want to eat?" Bread, or eggs? ”

The children just clung to the corners of their mother's clothes, watched Finks warily, and tried to duck behind her.

What exactly does war bring?

……

In the midst of the ruins, Lydia led a group of soldiers, carrying wood, canvas, and ropes. They cleared an area as quickly as possible and began to set up makeshift tents for the poor.

The resources in the barracks are limited, but they are determined to give these suffering people a glimmer of warmth and security as soon as possible. Lydia led a few soldiers to climb into the rubble herself, looking for materials that could still be used.

As luck would have it, she had dug up a few tent skeletons that hadn't burned yet. But in a moment the young man shouted from the other side: he had found a large pile of materials for the construction of the tent.

It turned out that Issam decided that this escape was going to the Bunker, and felt that the building materials were useless, so he abandoned them all. Under the fire, most of them survived, and the soldiers were greatly excited.

They gathered more cloth, rope and timber and repaired the skeleton of the tent as quickly as they could, setting up a makeshift shelter. Although the number of tents was far from sufficient, they tried to divide the poor into small groups to ensure that each family had a shelter from the elements.

The paupers looked at the group of angelic soldiers, looking at them with gratitude and hope.

An old woman approached Lydia, held her hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "You are our saviors, and the rabbinic gods will bless you." Thank you for the hope you have given us in life. ”

Lydia smiled, patted the woman's hand lightly, and responded, "Everyone should have a chance to survive, and the Red Pavilion just made sure of it." ”

Before nightfall, all the shelter tents had been erected. Lydia arranged for the cook to prepare a relief meal to help them through the terrible night.