Sword of Dawn

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The rangers next to them seemed to have sensed something too. They raised their heads in astonishment, trying to find the source of the wind, but only saw that all the treetops around them were rustling in the wind, and all the plants in the forest were catering to the force of the wind. , this forest that was slowly dying seemed to come to life in an instant, and even the foul and pungent smell in the air seemed to be gradually dissipating.

With a move in his heart, Lomar subconsciously looked at the ancient guardian tree that had just died, and saw some tender shoots growing silently from the latter's skin, and the already completely dead and stiff branches also became green again in the wind. Softened, he looked in the direction of the forest sea in the distance again in astonishment, and saw the green waves agitating layer by layer-the next second, a voice that he was familiar with at the moment, but which sounded particularly majestic at the moment, was heard in the common voice of countless ancient trees. The resonant sound resounded through the entire forest:

"Subjects of the Silver Empire and allies of the Gaoling Kingdom, I am the Silver Queen, Belsetia Morningstar.

"I have returned here, and now I speak to you through this forest.

"The enemy's backup has been cut off, the gap in the wasteland has been sealed, the pollution pervading the land has begun to dissipate, the most difficult stage is over - our defense line is still there, and the homeland behind us is also gone. still.

"Across the border of the wasteland, various fronts of the Alliance are still fighting fiercely. The entire civilized world has not been defeated by the impact of those monsters. I have received news from the north of the mainland, and I am sure that the reinforcements sent from the south will soon be here. will reach the front.

"But before that, the mutants wandering in the forest barrier are still threatening our homeland and our blood relatives. Driven by instinct, these blind and ignorant monsters will continue to spread towards the direction of the lights of civilization, and we... It is the frontier of civilization itself.

"Here, as the Silver Queen and as a mortal compatriot, I implore everyone in the forest barrier to continue to fight bravely, guard the land under your feet, guard the comrade-in-arms beside you, and guard this forest—no matter How, we have no step back.

"Compatriots, persevere, persevere until the arrival of reinforcements, after today, no matter where history goes, our descendants will always remember this day--

"Today, mortals live forever!"

The wind whizzed past the forest, and all the leaves and branches roared at this moment. The entire forest barrier seemed to recover from the twilight in an instant. In the morning light that gradually diffused on the horizon, Lomar seemed to hear To the mountain howl and tsunami emanating from the forest itself.

"General..." A ranger beside him said, the young soldier had a mixed expression of confusion and excitement on his face, "Just now that was..."

"It's our queen," Lomar took a breath, raised the sword in his hand, and looked at his soldiers, with a fiery flame igniting in the depths of his eyes again, "Did you hear the order, soldier? !"

"Yes, General!"

……

"Is that enough?"

On the south side of the crashed area of ​​the Temple of Stars, on the edge of the forest defense line, the figure of the giant deer Amorn is hidden between a collapsed boulder and dead and burnt forest debris. Belsetia stands on the shoulder of the giant deer, looking out Looking at the forest barrier defense line still shrouded in flames of war in the distance, he bowed his head and said to Amorn.

"That's all right," Amon nodded lightly, "This forest has begun to regenerate, but more important than that is the regeneration of 'hope'—not many people still have the energy and ability to pay attention to it." The overall change in the forest, but everyone here has heard your voice."

"...I'm going back to them." Belsetia said softly.

Amoen didn't speak for a while, he just looked at the forest for a long time, looking at the silver people who were fighting in the forest, and after a long time, he squeezed out some deep voices from his throat:

"Then... I'm going back to where I should be."

Chapter 1318 War on the Western Front

Amorn is about to leave - he has cleared the aberrations lingering in the upper area of ​​the Temple of Stars, temporarily suppressed the pollution that permeated the area near the crash area of ​​the Temple, and healed some of the still alive guardians in the Linhai defense line. As a "god of the past" who still needs to hide himself at this stage, he has done enough here.

Any more, and it would cross that line and lead this thing into "miracle" territory.

"I will still help you within my ability," Amon turned his head slightly, and said to Belsetia and Elaine behind him, "The relationship between gods and humans is not just a path of miracles and beliefs. It is possible for us to 'fight side by side within a safe range', and perhaps this is the biggest gain from my reckless move..."

As he spoke, he looked back towards the direction of the wasteland of Gondor. The dark land covered by dirty clouds was reflected in his crystal clear eyes. It took him a long time to look back and let out a soft sigh: "But then The main battlefield that comes down will still be the stage for you mortals... I can feel that the longer I am active in this world, the more an invisible force will bind me here, even if I have not crossed it from the beginning to the end. 'That line' has not appeared in front of the world, and this power is still faintly emerging... It seems that although the chain on my body has disappeared, there is still a little connection between me and mortals."

Belsetia frowned slightly, but soon she understood, and said softly with a complex expression: "The lifespan of the silver elves is too long after all... The memories we left in the forest are always difficult to dissipate... ..."

"There's no way around it. After all, I took advantage of a loophole back then—it's not as straightforward as the God of War and the God of Dragons. In this regard, Milmina is not much better than me," Amoen said softly. He laughed, and then leaned down, "Come down, you should go, and I should go too. The monsters wandering in the forest defense line are being gradually wiped out, and maybe your soldiers will come here soon."

Belsetia and Elaine jumped onto the ground nimbly. They saw the holy giant deer next to them get up again, and seemed to be about to turn around and leave, but he stopped again in the next second, looking far away at the giant deer in the south. Looking in the direction of the vast forest, the nostalgia and worry in the eyes are very obvious.

"Don't worry, we won't have any problems," Elaine on the side couldn't help but said, "The gap has been blocked, we will definitely wipe out the deformed army that invaded this forest—the pollution in the forest will never spread."

"I know..." Amoen muttered, he moved his steps, but still looked back worriedly, "Be careful then, these aberrations are coming menacingly, and there may still be some monsters on that barrier." There are other loopholes, don't be paralyzed just because you eliminated the enemies in the forest... not to mention that there is an elusive 'sentry' behind those deformed bodies..."

"I understand, please rest assured," Belsetia nodded solemnly, "Recovering the defense line is only the first step. As long as the situation in the south is stable, we will immediately investigate the loopholes in other areas and find ways to cooperate with allies on other fronts." The army rebuilt its offensive..."

"Also be careful about residual pollution. The troubles left by those monsters after death are not small. Pay attention to monitoring the toxicity in the environment at any time, completely burn the contaminated remains, check all water sources, and check frequently... "

"We understand," Belsetia felt a little dumbfounded, but still nodded seriously, "I will pay attention to remind people."

"By the way, you should also be careful about the pollution in the air. Sometimes the poisonous gas released by those monsters is difficult to detect. They have various mutated forms, and some of them are good at releasing poison... Individual soldiers of the Cecils The protective devices are very effective, but unfortunately you don’t have them here, so you must ensure that each team has monitoring and early warning measures. If it doesn’t work, you can let the soldiers bring a yellow-spotted finch, they are very sensitive to air changes...

"When the Temple of the Stars crashed, it caused great damage to the geological structure. Pay attention to small-scale geological disasters. Even if you have regained the line of defense, don't rush to get close to the wreckage of the temple. It is so big that it is blocked there. The things in the wasteland I won't be able to come out for a while...

"After the two of you meet up with the main force, take a rest first. You have spent a lot of energy along the way - I have healed all the hidden wounds on your body, but the mental exhaustion is best recovered slowly in a natural state... "

Amoen babbled, but suddenly seemed to react, and stopped in embarrassment. He looked down at Belsetia and Elaine, who had slightly weird expressions, and shook his head: "I seem to say It's a bit too much...then I'm leaving, this time I'm really leaving."

He breathed out, and the surrounding trees that were gradually recovering shook at the same time. He turned and walked into the distance, and the smoke and dust that shrouded the edge of the line of defense receded to both sides in awe. He drifted away towards the end of the horizon, looking back from time to time Looking at the two elves left in place by him, and looking at the vast forest sea where gunpowder smoke still rose in the distance, it seemed that he was still a little uneasy. A huge sun had gradually risen from the edge of the forest sea, and the brilliant corona emitted endless waves. The brilliance blurred the boundary between his figure and the surrounding sky.

A few minutes later, the giant deer's brilliant figure that was cast by light finally gradually merged with the nascent brilliance, and disappeared in front of Belsetia and Elaine.

After a moment of silence, Elaine finally couldn't help breaking the silence by muttering softly: "My grandfather is like this too..."

The corners of Belsetia's mouth curled up slightly, and she turned to look in the direction of the forest defense line. In the complex atmosphere wafting from the forest, she could already sense the existence of her compatriots—they were searching in the forest, tenacious and high-spirited His will is as dazzling as a candle in the dark.

She walked towards the forest, and stretched her hand back to the maid, Elaine. The sun shone behind her like flowing broken gold: "Let's go, everything has just begun."

……

The bloody and dark fight lasted for an unknown amount of time, and now, this ancient mountain ridge has finally temporarily quieted down.

There was still some time before sunrise, and the cold wind from the northern mountains blew through the surviving defense line with bloody smell. The lights from the torches and magic spar illuminated the tired eyes of the soldiers in the dark. The ridge line of defense became an intermittent bright edge. A tall figure stood behind the improvised blocking wall made of wood and iron spikes. His pale golden eyes like cats watched vigilantly at the turbid darkness in the distance.

He saw the forest burning continuously in the darkness, the thick smoke rising in the night and mixed with the clouds, and the ruins of the towns and abandoned fortresses and camps at the foot of the mountain, the dazzling dark red The flames were still burning in the ruins, and the disgusting stench was swept up by the mountain wind, spreading wantonly in this ravaged land.

Those deformed monsters have temporarily retreated, but the chaotic howling, whistling, and deep whispers that can directly penetrate into the human brain that fill the entire forest and valley still seem to be entrenched in this blood-soaked land. Mixed with the cries of tribal warriors and even mountain warriors who died heroically in battle, the tall figure standing under the night shook his head vigorously to shake these hallucinatory voices out of his mind, then he turned and walked through unknown roads one after another. The blocking wall, which will play a big role, passed the soldiers who were resting between the stones and wooden stakes, came to the tent area behind the defense line, and went straight to the tallest tent.

Two mountain warriors with chopping axes were standing guard in front of the camp, and they bowed to the visitors: "General Morakot."

The tall tiger man known as General Morakot raised his hand and interrupted the guard's etiquette. His voice was a little hoarse: "How is the chief?"

One of the guards thought for a while, and replied seriously: "I have woken up, and I feel that I should still be able to fight three to five mountain warriors."

Before he could finish his sentence, an angry female yell suddenly came from the tent, and the extremely penetrating voice made Morakot's ears buzzing: "Shit! You called the three champion warriors!" Come here and I can still fight!"

The guard showed a somewhat bewildered expression, while General Morakot just waved his hand, stepped forward and lifted the heavy curtain at the tent door, and walked into it.

A strong smell of medicine mixed with the smell of blood rushed towards his face. Morakot couldn't help frowning. He looked in the direction of the smell of blood and saw a camp bed placed in the middle of the tent. In the open space, the light brought by the magic spar lamp illuminated the figure on the bed who was half leaning on the tent pillars. The ruler of the orcs, Camilla, the lord of the forest, was watching General Morakot walking in. There seems to be a murderous aura that hasn't completely dissipated in the pale golden pupils like cats.

Morakot took a look at Camilla, and saw that she had temporarily taken off her battle armor, her arms and one shoulder were wrapped in thick bandages, and there were many small wounds all over her upper body—that healthy body The body is now full of scars, and the beautiful hair in many places has been scorched by magic, showing a mixed gray and black posture.

For Chief Camilla, who has always attached great importance to his hair, these scorched fluff may be more intolerable than the wounds on his body-but for Morakot, it is important that the chief can withdraw from the front line alive more important than anything else.

"It's really embarrassing. I have never fought such a miserable defeat in my life." Noticing the gaze of the general under her command, Camilla immediately twitched the corners of her mouth, her furry pointed ears were folded inward, and she spoke in a very unhappy tone. , "Those monsters whose brains have been rotted... how dare they burn my favorite piece of hair... even my tail!"

Morakot lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "You are one against a hundred, these injuries are nothing but glory compared to those enemies that were torn apart by you."

"Shut up the flattery—I'm not interested," Camilla interrupted the general. "How's the civilian evacuation going?"

"They have all been moved to the rear, and the spirit witches of the Spirit Race will be responsible for escorting them to the Red Jade City—this evacuation route is still safe, and those aberrants will not be able to cross this mountain range for the time being."

"Red Jade City... I hope this city can continue to protect the people of the mountains and forests," Camilla said, as if pulling the wound, and she couldn't help but take a breath, "Those spirit witches are gone. Is it?"

"Half stayed," Morakot said. "We persuaded them to leave, but they said... they would join the clan warriors."

"F*ck! A bunch of idiots," Camilla yelled suddenly, this time the wound was really torn, causing her face to deform, "I fucking hurt me to death... What are those spirit witches doing here? Can their magic power withstand a round of squeezing? The soul crystals and mana essential oils stored in the camp have long been exhausted. Are they planning to burn their own blood to cast spells next?! Tell their leader, dawn All the spirit witches had to retreat before, and the tribal warriors were cut off from them, and they were asked to retreat to Ruby City to rebuild the line of defense—if anyone refuses to listen, take out the token left by Si Duer, those spirit tribe people..."

"The Pale Hills have fallen, and there are almost no survivors from Sacred Stone Town and Glory City," Morakot interrupted Camilla. The tall and strong orc general lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Stay on this line of defense. More than half of the Eldar above are from there...they can't retreat."

Camilla was stunned, blinked for a long time, and cursed in a low voice: "...Damn it."

Then she shook her head, raised her eyelids and looked at her general: "Okay, if there is any bad news, let me tell you at once. What happened when I was unconscious?"

"...Dark Stone Crossing and Wind Erosion Valley have also been lost. Our main force has lost one-third. The defense line has now shrunk to the line from Wolf Ridge Mountain to Echo Valley. General Santebuque led the team during the transfer, and his whereabouts are currently unknown. I'm afraid it's more or less ominous, and we have lost contact with the human troops - there is an abnormal energy field permeating the entire battlefield, suppressing the effective distance of all communication spells and communication equipment to only one-third or even six of the original. One-third, the warriors of all tribes in the tribal country are now like isolated islands in the river, and they have lost contact with each other. Even we can barely contact Hongyu City now..."

Camilla listened quietly to the report of her subordinates, and did not speak for a long time, until the other party stopped, she stared into Morakot's eyes, and said slowly with an extremely complicated expression: "...Is there anything else? "

"Not anymore," Morakot spread his hand, "but I'm afraid there will be some later."

"What the hell..." Camilla twitched the corners of her mouth, "What's the good news? Even a little bit of good news, is there any?"

"Yes, after we ignited and detonated the abandoned camp on the hillside, those mutant monsters temporarily retreated," Morakot said in a deep voice, "Those monsters are not afraid of arcane attacks, and they are also very resistant to physical attacks, but the flames It has some effect on them. Now we have some breathing time for the time being - we just don't know when those monsters will launch the next wave of attack."

Camilla didn't respond.

The scarred orc chieftain just leaned against the pillars of the tent, and seemed lost in thought for a while.

After a long time, she muttered softly: "From the wasteland outpost to the mountain barrier, from the mountain barrier to the dark stone intersection and the wind-eroded valley, and now we have retreated from the dark stone intersection to Wolf's Ridge Mountain, how many days have passed? What about the future? Ruby City, Holy Helm City... Are we going to retreat to the peak of the ancestors?"

"The situation is not that bad," Morakot said immediately, "Great Chief, we are just not prepared enough. Our mountain warriors and champion warriors are gathering everywhere, and the troops of other tribes should have already reacted. As long as we can Red Jade City rebuilds its defenses, those monsters..."

"There is an entire wasteland behind those monsters, and their troops are also gathering," Camilla interrupted the old orc, "We are completely unprepared for this war, and our enemy has been prepared for a few days." A hundred years... we made a fatal mistake, Morakot."

She said, shaking her head and letting out a long sigh.

"Pian An... It's all in the corner, how can there be any safety?"

Chapter 1319 Urgent

Hearing Camilla's words, Morakot couldn't help but also fell into thought. The orc general with the title of champion warrior sighed softly: "Smart beasts will not take the initiative to let themselves step into the path of no return - we have been here all these years Too superstitious about the false 'sense of security' brought about by the majestic walls and mountain barriers..."

"Yeah," Camilla twitched her lips, "but in fact, Wen Na and Stoor have already reacted to it in the past two years—the only pity is that we wake up too late after all, the monsters in the wasteland You won't obediently cooperate with us to rebuild the defense line... hiss."

Morakot suddenly became nervous: "Do you need a doctor?"

"No, I'm not that fragile." Camilla waved her hand, then propped herself up on the edge of the bed and got up to the ground, "Okay, the time of feeling fragile is over, I should do something I should do. Morakot, Bring me my armor."

Morakot saw that Camilla was about to leave the camp, and the hair on his head stood up in shock: "Great Chief? Your current body..."

"Can I lie on this bed until I can't recover? We are fighting now, my general," Camilla glanced at her most trusted subordinate, "the soldiers need to see their leader now, I I also need to see the current battlefield with my own eyes—sighs are nothing but sighs, but just lying in bed and lamenting the irreparable things can’t drive the monsters that invaded the forest back into the wasteland.”

The mountains on a winter night looked extraordinarily cold. Camilla, who had left the tent, shivered a few times in the night wind. As a big cat, she suddenly missed the warmth of the fire and the warmth she had in the Red Jade City. The wool pad, but this fragile emotion did not linger in her mind for more than a second, and soon she regained her spirit in the wind, and began to patrol the defense line on the ridge accompanied by Morakot.

At the end of the distant night, a hazy glow illuminates the dim horizon, but that glow is not the morning sun that will rise for more than an hour, but comes from the magnificent wall on the edge of the wasteland.

Compared with the appearance in Camilla's memory, the glow that lit up from the end of the horizon at this moment is obviously dimmed by more than 01:30, and it is also showing an intermittent state-this state is particularly disturbing.

"There are still loopholes in the wall of grandeur..." Morakot also raised his head and looked in the direction Camilla was looking at, with a serious look on his face, "Before we evacuated from the mountain barrier, our scouts It is confirmed that the sentinel tower on the border of the wasteland is restarting, but those monsters have obviously destroyed the integrity of the entire magnificent wall. Now we can no longer get close to the barrier to confirm the details, but we can only confirm with the naked eye... there There are several big holes, and monsters are coming out of those big holes."

Camilla didn't say a word, but just looked away and stared silently at the camps and towns still burning at the foot of the mountain. Every cluster of flames there represented a bloody battle and an attempt to delay the enemy by relying on fire—the flames were Effective, but in the face of the crushing numbers of the enemy and the fact that one's own troops are insufficient, the defense line is still retreating again and again.

She turned her head and looked in the direction of Red Jade City. Of course, the distant main city of orcs was still out of sight. "Red Jade Forest Sea".

In the winter night, the lush and ancient forest is lying quietly under the starlight. Although this place is not as cold as the northern part of the mainland, in this deep winter, the entire forest sea is still covered with snow in many places. The snow is dotted against the black background, and when the mountain wind blows, there will be subtle rustling sounds coming through the night—this quiet and peaceful scene will even temporarily make people forget the tragic reality on the other side of the mountains. Forget about this ongoing war.

If it weren't for the situation in front of her, Camilla should have been enjoying the fun of hunting in the dense forest at this moment. The red jade forest in winter has always been her second favorite place—like many Ogure people, her first My favorite place is, of course, the Ancestral Peak in Summer.

"If those monsters cross the Wolf's Ridge Mountain again, their next target will undoubtedly be the Ruby Forest..." Morakot's voice came from the side, low and hoarse, "I'm afraid the number of forest guards is not enough to intercept the crossing of the mountain range." The monsters... And according to previous experience, the forest itself has a very limited hysteresis effect on those monsters. Once the forest guards are penetrated, the next step is the Red Jade City..."

The old orc shook his head, the "battle marks" formed by the black fur on his cheeks and neck were trembling slightly with the twitching of his muscles, he was suppressing his emotions, but there was still anger that could not be concealed in his tone And sorrow: "The mountains and forests are what our ancestors gave us, but now those unscrupulous freaks wantonly trample on our homeland..."

"Great Chief... General..." A nervous voice came from the side, and a patrolling soldier happened to pass by. The young orc warrior said cautiously, "The souls in the Ruby Forest will continue to protect us." Is it Ruby City?"

Camilla glanced at the young soldier, her sharp eyes softened slightly, but her hoarse voice carried an unquestionable tone: "We will protect ourselves."

"Do your job, soldier." General Morakot said in a deep voice.

The orc soldiers left, and Morakot looked at his great chief with a trace of apology: "Sorry, great chief, young warriors are always a little too reckless..."

"I was also reckless back then—we've all been reckless before." Camilla shook her head lightly, and then she seemed to be lost in thought, her pale golden, cat-like pupils calmed down, her restrained gaze There seemed to be a fierce conflict of thoughts surging in the center, and Morakot didn't make a sound when he saw this, but just stood silently beside the forest master, the pungent breath from afar stimulated his nostrils, mixed with those deformed monsters The peculiar smell on his body made the old orc twitch his nostrils subconsciously.

"Those monsters are gathering again, and they are looking for a way up the mountain," Morakot said with a frown. "The traps we set up on the hillside can only slightly delay their attack. The next fierce battle may break out at dawn. Great Chief, Your injury is not healed, it is best..."

"General Morakot," Camilla interrupted the old orc, "these monsters are afraid of fire, aren't they?"

"...technically speaking, they are more resistant to fire than the beasts of the forest, but most of them are flesh and blood after all, and if there is a large enough fire, they will burn to death," Morakot Nodding and said, "In addition, although their main way of perception is not vision but 'magic horizon', the heat and elemental agitation brought by the flames can still greatly affect their judgment. We have seen those monsters in the sea of ​​fire with our own eyes. A scene of chaos..."

Camilla pondered, she turned and looked in the direction of Hongyu Linhai. After a long silence, she suddenly said: "Can we contact the forest guards now?"

"Yes, although the interference on the battlefield is still there, the distance between us and the forest guards is not far, and the spirit witches can still contact them," Morakot replied immediately, but then he noticed from Camilla's attitude What happened, "Wait, what do you want to do, Great Chief..."

"Tell the leader of the forest guards that their thousand-year covenant with the world of the living is coming to an end—starting with fire and ending with fire," Camilla said slowly, reaching out and pulling off the A pendant of animal teeth, "Take this, this is the last debt of the forest guards and the world of the living. This line of defense on the ridge will definitely not be able to hold, but we must delay as long as possible, and then When those monsters invade the Ruby Forest Sea, you will take this 'debt' to find the ghost of the commander of the forest guard... Let him set the entire forest on fire.

"When the fire started, all contracts were canceled."

Morakot hesitantly took the pendant that Camilla handed over. He recalled the ancient legend, the bloody battle between the ancestors of the orcs and another ruling race on this land, and the forest guards in the ruby ​​forest. The origin of the army—it is said that it was not the orcs who dominated this land in ancient times, but another more powerful ethnic group. It is said that the powerful ethnic group eventually declined and was overthrown and replaced by their original slaves. It is said that the descendants of them were driven out Into the forest, in order to survive, willing to sign a thousand-year contract with the world of the living, and become an army that will guard the dense forest forever and cannot leave at a single step...

Foreigners who don't know the truth and shallow forest dwellers can't tell the boundary between legends and real history, and even reverse some details in legends, but mountain warriors and champion warriors must be familiar with the History, Morakot knows that there are evidences behind those ancient legends, and the "souls" guarding the Ruby Forest naturally also exist.

Those souls have longed to be free for exactly 1000 years...but is it really good to release them now?What's more, at the cost of the entire Red Jade Forest...

Noticing the hesitation of the old orc, Camilla was not surprised. She just shook her head slightly and pointed in the direction of the wasteland of Gondor: "Do you know where that is?"

Morakot was a little confused, so he said, "Of course I know, it's the wasteland of Gondor."

"No, that will be our future—if we keep hesitating," Camilla said coldly, "without the forest guards, we can rebuild a new order, and without the red jade forest, we will We can plant new forests, even if we lose the Red Jade City, we still have a chance to make a comeback, but if we just retreat like this and face a legion that vows to destroy us with an indecisive attitude, then what can we do on this land? All that remains is a piece of wasteland corroded by chaotic magic energy. Morakot, burn down the ruby ​​forest sea, and burn the main force of those aberrations inside, even if it is only temporarily, we will let the land Corruption has been delayed a bit, and it only takes a little more time..."

She paused for a few seconds at this point, but quickly continued: "We are not alone, Morakot, and our allies may really just need us to help them delay for a day or two."

The hesitation in Morakot's eyes finally faded away. He met Camilla's gaze, and the battle marks on his face and neck seemed to have a bloody gleam in the darkness: "I understand, everything is as you wished." .”

Camilla nodded slightly, as if she suddenly let go of the burden in her heart, she couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then looked to the north in the dark line of defense: "I don't know what's going on in the moss forest... Are they Knowing the situation on our side..."

"The Cecilians are more prepared for this war than we are. As long as their defenses stand firm, those monsters will not be able to attack the moss forest," Morakot said, "But now we have lost contact with the northern region, and the troops we sent out The whereabouts of several waves of messengers are also unknown, and even the communication with Holy Helm City has been cut off, it is really difficult to pass the information... I only hope that the leader Wenna can make an accurate and timely judgment."

"Wenna is a keen person, she should know what to do at this time," Camilla said, "What we have to do now is to persevere as much as possible."