“Crack!”

A flash of thunder flashed across the sky, and a violent sound exploded in the thick clouds, then turned into a rolling roar, spreading to a distant direction.

As we enter late autumn, the weather is already cold, and a torrential downpour makes the nights in the mountains even more unbearable.

The heavy rain washed the fallen leaves, and water splashed among the rocks and grass, gathering into streams and flowing down the mountain.

In the dark forest, a brazier on a support is still burning, and the iron roof on it can effectively prevent rain from extinguishing the flames.

In the dark forest, these burning braziers are like small points of light, embellishing the dark earth and forming a vague long dragon, winding between the mountains and canyons, quiet and spectacular.

In the makeshift tents, warriors of the Fairywood Organization were maintaining their weapons and preparing dinner. Some soldiers were also patrolling at night in straw raincoats to prevent possible attacks.

After declaring war on the Western Empire, the approximately 400,000 troops in the southern border were divided into two groups and entered the western border. One group supported the independent son of the Griffin, Jerran, while the other group advanced into the heart of the western border from the mountains further southwest.

"General, we have already set up camp and established a warning line on the periphery."

A large tent was hidden in the dense forest. After the curtain was opened, the bright yellow light from inside overflowed.

Inside the tent, Gu Huas sat at the top, with a large square table below him and a map on it. There were also several staff officers beside him, who were discussing the future route of the march. There were also several small tables next to them, where three secretaries were organizing intelligence and recording problems encountered during the march.

Compared to the past, Gu Huas is now a little more solemn. He wears a solid armor with corresponding epaulettes on his shoulders. It's a pity that his waist, which is as wide as three people, and his thick arms make his overall image out of tune with others. He still exudes a sense of roughness and heroism.

"Well done, give Lord Sant three chicken legs." He slapped his thigh and said to the guards behind him.

Then the guard took out the still hot food from the metal box behind him and handed it to the officer who had not eaten dinner.

Although he became a general, Guhuas still retained many of his previous hobbies and liked eating and drinking, so there was a special chef in the accompanying guards.

In his words, "This is one of the few hobbies I have. If I give up even this, what's the point of life?"

Although his military strategy may be far behind those rising geniuses of the younger generation, he is still the unshakable number one in the Fairywood Army. Apart from Loran Hill, almost no one can control him.

Fortunately, he was not the kind of blindly arrogant person. He rarely interfered in the design of battle plans, but only fulfilled his responsibilities as a general in leading the troops and taking the lead.

After discussing the next steps with several staff officers, today's affairs were basically settled. Gu Huas leaned on the thick wooden chair, and the heavy armor and body made the chair creak.

His fingers kept tapping on the armrest, he went over what happened today, and when he felt there was no problem, the rough general opened his eyes again.

"Pour me a glass of beer." After he said that, the guard next to him took out a large wooden cup, took out a full cup from the wooden barrel behind the tent, and handed it to him.

Gulp, gulp, after drinking a full glass of beer, the general made a comfortable sound, feeling that the fatigue of today's march seemed to dissipate instantly, and then he prepared to refill the glass.

"No need." A cold voice stopped the guard beside him.

"This..." The guard hesitated for a moment.

Hearing the cold voice from the side, Gu Huas waved his hand and asked the troubled guard to retreat temporarily.

"Miss Witch Pelite, there's no need to be so harsh. I remember Her Highness Jialan also said that I can drink some beer as long as it doesn't affect my work. Look, I've already dealt with everything for the day..." As he said that, he sat up from the wooden chair, turned around and looked at the cold witch who had just entered the tent.

The black witch robe perfectly outlines Pelit's figure, and the silver frost pattern on the sleeves and collar indicates that she is a Frost Leaf Witch branch of the 'Witches of Four Seasons'.

As an outstanding member of the 'Four Seasons Witches', Pellitt was entrusted with an important task by Loran Hill, which was to supervise and assist the general Guhuas.

As a being in Death Sequence 6, this witch always has an expression that says "keep away from strangers" wherever she goes. Although she has a good appearance, many people are still afraid of her. She is usually a person with strong will and action. Even though Gu Huas is stronger than her, he dare not take her lightly.

"Your Highness Jialan said that you can drink alcohol after finishing your work on weekdays without being affected, but now we are at war, so General, please don't make mistakes." Pellit has long been accustomed to and immune to old foxes like Gu Huas.

She sat down at the large square table, put down the cardboard and pages in front of her, and under the bright yellow light, quickly dealt with the unfinished business of the day and made plans for tomorrow's arrangements.

Compared to the relaxed and easy-going Guhuas, it was Pellet who arranged the general's daily schedule. From speeches to boost morale, the topics of meetings, to the allocation of time for inspections and training, she was basically in charge.

Without this talented military adjutant, Guhuas's military command ability would probably be greatly reduced. This is why Loran Hill placed this witch in the army.

Looking at the adjutant who was still working diligently, Gu Huas lost his temper and could only shake his head and ask if there was any midnight snack or something to heat up for the witch lady.

When Pelite finished his work, a bowl of hot chicken soup and bread was brought over by the guards.

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