Yindian Province, Wuyuling.

This is the province located in the north of the Hill of Oath. As the latitude moves north, a huge mountain rises above the earth.

The mountainside is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the ridge continues to rise and fall towards the east, like the back of a giant dragon. Yes, this is the starting point of the Dragon Ridge Mountains in the southern border. From west to east, it is the largest mountain range in the southern border.

Every summer, the moist air from the south travels northwards and is blocked here, causing rain to fall, and the forests here become exceptionally lush.

Standing on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds, the peaks in the distance emerge in the sea of ​​clouds. The scene is like a fairyland, beautiful and magical.

Loran Hill walked on the wet mountain path, moving forward step by step, and finally stood in a corner, overlooking the scenery in the clouds.

Compared to the flat and rolling fields of the Hill of Oath, the terrain here is more dangerous, so she came here to survey the situation in advance.

Very beautiful scenery.

The girl opened her hands, feeling the changing wind and fog in the mountains. Her figure was looming in the clouds and mist, which made the knights following her below very worried, fearing that the girl would suddenly disappear in the fog.

Closing her eyes and listening to the sounds of the wind and the atmosphere, Loran Hill's perception also followed the atmosphere and spread to this vast world. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes.

A small black shadow suddenly floated down from the sky and landed beside the girl. It turned out to be a silver-winged sparrow delivering a message.

After opening the small note, Loran Hill learned that another army had just captured Falfner, which was once the capital of the Pascal family.

Although it was a victory, it was only a small victory because the battle was extremely difficult and our side lost a lot of manpower.

It seems that the team will not be able to come to support us in the short term.

Putting away the letter, Loran Hill analyzed the current situation.

The general who suppressed the rebellion in the empire is Basel. He has now gathered nearly 300,000 troops and is marching south in a mighty force, ready to annihilate his own side in one fell swoop.

At best, we could only gather about 180,000 personnel, and more than 60% of them were new recruits.

You must confine the battle to advantageous positions and exploit your own strengths to win.

If it is a vast field and they collide head-on, it will be extremely difficult for us to win and it is not possible at the moment.

The best option is to lure the enemy into the mountains and forests and continuously divide the troops.

Although our side is inferior to the enemy in equipment, heavy weapons such as artillery, crossbows, and muskets will be greatly weakened in the mountains and forests. At this time, we can only take advantage of the dense terrain in this area.

While thinking, Loran Hill began to construct a plan in his mind and sort out his thoughts at the same time.

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On the other side, Basel was in the marching team.

Maroon and gold flags were lined up on the avenue, and the marching team had no end in sight.

Riding on a heavy warhorse, Bazel rode forward with a battle axe on his shoulder, followed by a group of knights on horseback.

These knights wore heavy armor with a maroon smock on their breastplates. They held a shield in one hand and a "long-handled hammer" in the other. These hammers were as heavy as lead and could easily break through armor and kill the opponent.

At this time, a witch in gray and white clothes and a hat was riding a horse and stopped beside Bazel.

"Sir, I have something to report."

"Go ahead."

Bazel replied nonchalantly.

"It's about the war in the southern border," the witch explained.

After several days of fierce fighting, the defenders in the city finally fell down exhausted, and the soldiers of Fairywood gradually gained the upper hand until they finally eliminated the imperial garrison.

"If that's the case, it has no impact on our plans." Basel waved his hand.

"As long as we capture its core and eliminate its main force, those people below will scatter and flee."

"Also, I hope you can explore the terrain of Silver Peak for me. It will be very useful later."

"Yes, sir." The priestesses retreated for the time being. Soon after, more birds took off from the forest, flew over the undulating mountain road, and headed towards the mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.

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Southern Islands, Coconut Breeze Island.

The ship carrying Lingxin, Lanlier, and Vimiya had just stopped at the port, and several people happily walked down the deck.

"Huh, even though we still have one last stop to get to the mainland, we're almost there now. Everything looks familiar."

Lanlier was finally able to vent the boredom and tediousness of sailing on the sea during this period, and began to rush into the bustling streets happily.

"There is also a branch of Carites here. We can take a break here." Ling Xin walked in front of Vimiya and introduced this place to her.

"Coconut Breeze Island? I seem to have heard of it before." Weimiya gathered the messy hair beside her ear and looked at the island again.

"Where did Vimiya grow up?" Ling Xin asked occasionally out of curiosity.

"On the sea, in the center of the Endless Sea."

"I heard it's very dangerous there. Not only are there huge tides and waves, but there are also huge whirlpools underwater. Once the ship sinks to a certain bottom, it will gradually fill with water and then become completely silent." Ling Xin said some of the things she had heard.

"Well, actually there are really few people living there, and I depend on my seniors for survival." Vimiya recalled the past.

"But I gradually got used to it. In fact, I am not afraid of loneliness." The mermaid lady explained seriously.

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