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by fnovelpiaAs the day dawned, Durin immediately took action.
After clearing out the surrounding tribes, the expeditionary force marched into the enemy camp without delay.
Excluding the legionnaires, it was a march of heavily armed soldiers not often seen in the south, where the majority were bare-chested barbarian warriors. Verdia, the commander of the right wing, was watching the troops ahead from a high altitude. Aurela was absent to encourage the soldiers, so it became a sight that only she could see.
“Reports have arrived that part of the Chinese army has already reached the isthmus. I think I’m planning to cross today.”
“The ghost knights of the left wing are said to be nearby, so it will be our turn next.”
“General Verdia. Isn’t the regent carrying out the expedition too unreasonably? As a southern nobleman, I am very worried about your Excellency.”
Beside Verdia were young nobles from Lactelun. When Aurela took command of the right wing, they saw an opportunity and joined together. He had consistently treated himself with a very dismissive attitude towards himself as a barbarian, but now he showed a hint of anxiety that kept coming out.
“His Excellency the Regent is counting everything, so why on earth are you saying such a thing?”
“Wouldn’t you be caught in an ambush by rebels and suffer misfortune?”
“Are you saying that even after seeing our military’s power to burn down all the surrounding tribes? I have no idea what you’re thinking.”
“The opponent is the Warchief. We are the ones who fought with him more than anyone else. And this time we will face it.”
The legionaries would have done it, not you.
Verdia sneered inwardly. It revealed the fear of death that the energetic young nobles felt as they experienced war firsthand.
Worried about the Royal Guard? It was a carefree sound in the world. In fact, they were afraid that the right wing of southern soldiers would collapse if they faced the warchief.
“I don’t know anything else, but I have to say this and move on.”
“Please tell me. General.”
“Great sacrifices are natural in glorious battles. Is there anything more honorable than being a southern warrior?”
“… … .”
“I hope you all feel the same way. I’m sure you’re not being embarrassed and thinking about other things, right?”
The nobles responded with silence. Verdia glared at the pitiful things, clicked his tongue, then looked away and looked at the distant sky.
That moment happened last night, much darker than it is now. The scene with Durin replayed in Verdia’s mind.
“Verdia.”
“Please state.”
Immediately after meeting the witch of prophecy, Durin went straight to the office. The two Southern Devils who were standing guard outside were also there. As soon as he sat down, he gave instructions.
“From now on, we will reorganize our military and prepare for deployment. Our guards are already ready, so the only ones left are you.”
“Your Excellency. Our garrison is always ready for battle.”
“Slave soldiers have also finished training. There is no problem even if you leave right away.”
Aurela responded by intercepting the player, and Verdia quickly followed suit. In this way, the unstable right wing always followed the flow of the main unit.
“Simple preparation is not enough. We will advance deep into the southern continent.”
“If it is deep, is it a rocky mountain?”
“Yes. The rocky mountain they regard as their mother. We will occupy that place.”
Conquer the Rock Mother. Verdia’s heart was pounding. It was like a devil’s instinct. I feel joy as I imagine breaking something and building a monumental tower on top of it. I was excited to make a contribution as a member of the expeditionary force.
“I will give everything you wish.”
“I will do my best.”
The tense atmosphere excited them. The heat of the coming war stimulated the devil’s nature.
But Durin shook his head.
“The right wing will cross the isthmus, but will not go to the rocky mountain.”
“Your Excellency? So where are we… … .”
“You can secure your seat here.”
Durin stood up and pointed to the map on the wall. The place where his finger pointed was a narrow canyon. Although Aurela, who was born and raised in Lactelun, did not recognize him properly, Verdia was able to understand Durin’s intentions at a glance.
“Do you plan to block the intermediary until the main unit completes the operation?”
“Once we cross the isthmus, the warchief will try to draw our army into an advantageous battlefield. The role is to prevent the temptation so that the player can proceed to the goal of the expedition.”
Durin turned his head and looked at the two commanders.
“You, together with the Dullahan Guards, will block the wave after wave of attacks by these guys. The success or failure of the operation depends on this.”
“Your Excellency. Please just leave it to me. I will not pass over even a rat.”
Verdia answered politely. Durin nodded.
“I believe it. Verdia, Governor Aurela.”
I picked up the piece on Durin’s table.
Two units guarding the road in a steep ravine against the oncoming southern warriors.
“If I succeed, I will take care of the rest. Next to the rocky mountain is their capital.”
He used his strength to knock down all the southern horses.
“Are you ready?”
“Of course. This is my first expedition in a while, so my body is very warm.”
And now, the moment the expeditionary force crossed the isthmus, their mission began. With Aurela approaching, Verdia blew the trumpet of advance.
“Garrison! Finish the material inspection one last time! We are also moving to the southern continent! Everyone moves forward!”
Puuu-!
After meeting the Witch of Prophecy, Regent Durin declared that he would take over the rocky mountain.
Barbarian Verdia had no idea what he was planning. It was hectic enough just to be caught up in this era of chaos created by the runaway demon lord.
But I didn’t ask myself any questions. The regent gives orders, so they are carried out.
Even if it meant annihilating his father’s army, he was willing to follow it.
“I will make you regret the choice you made that day.”
Verdia reflected on the day he was abandoned. She cursed her weakness, unable to do anything out of helplessness and fear. She would struggle on the battlefield to wash away all those shameful feelings.
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“Warchief. They finally showed up.”
The messenger who opened the barracks door and appeared spoke in an urgent voice. Blue Horn Gulan, the leader of the southern rebels, clenched his fists.
“What is the scale?”
“2000 is much larger than before. The number of troops replenished by plundering nearby tribes is greater than expected.”
“Even so, the overall power is ultimately the same. Because slave disease does not produce meaningful results.”
He drew a wry smile. These were words and actions meant to calm the excitement. For the southern warrior, the great war was a wonderful picture that would complete an epic. It was difficult to hide his joy that the person who would embellish his story was the regent of such a powerful castle.
He made a decision by abandoning all his relatives and subordinates whom he had sent to the center. The dream of independence achieved through sacrifice. I made a firm promise in my heart that I would harvest properly this time.
“The regent will want a speedy resolution. That may be the reason why a few elite members of the castle were brought in. Are they coming towards us?”
“No. The regent’s army immediately camped on the plain after crossing the isthmus.”
“Military concerned about ambush. To really pull it towards us, we’ll have to put out a bait.”
Gulan was troubled. It was not okay for a small number to let down their guard. If one were to make a mistake, the military itself could have been disintegrated by the powerful elite forces. Although it was an obvious difference in power, this point was able to catch the expeditionary force off guard.
To them, Southerners were just barbarians.
After thinking for a while, Gulan made a decision.
“Notice the soldiers on the front line and order them to engage. It doesn’t matter how many die. Keep supporting the army by focusing on low-level warriors.”
“Warchief. So where are you going to end them?”
“Right here. It will come to a conclusion here.”
The place Gulan pointed to was not a road filled with rugged rocky terrain, but consisted of relatively gentle hills and plains. It seemed like a place where the Dullahan, who made up the majority of the regent’s army, could maneuver comfortably.
But it was only a matter of looking at the map. The moment you arrive, you will be faced with rough rocky terrain that extends beyond your field of vision.
“When their movements become difficult, we will mobilize shamans and elite magical infantry to finish them off at once. Organize all necessary troops until the decoy is complete. The moment they appear on the battlefield, they will give it their all.
“Okay.”
The time has come to throw off the yoke of the South, which has been ignored for 1,000 years. All the executives in the barracks responded in loud voices.
It was a quick-footed warrior who seized the opportunity in the chaos of the king’s disappearance. I had no doubt that I believed it. Gulan accelerated his plans with the thought that he might be able to create a scene in a grand battle that would leave his name in history.
However, the confusion was a headache with more variables than opportunities.
“Great, great chief. The expeditionary force is moving in a direction other than the capital.”
“What? Does anyone know where exactly the target point is?”
“That….”
“Say it quickly!”
“Direction to the Mother Rock Temple. The entire force, not just a few, is moving forward.”
Durin’s army is moving in the opposite direction to the direction he drew. They were speeding up their quest to conquer the Mother of the South.
“This is what happened….”
500 low-level warriors were thrown in as an inducement, but the situation turned completely awry. The warchief had no choice but to hold on to the situation as agreed in the treaty and let out a sigh.
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