Chapter 646 Where is their main force?
In the end, everyone agreed to Rand's request.
That is, "Don't stand in Rand's way."
Although they didn't know exactly what Rand was going to do and what the consequences would be.
But compared to supporting Rand's enthronement and then completely accepting Rand's orders, this is still a more acceptable option.
If this option can help them get through the difficult times.
Of course, they are also seeking their own solutions.
In times of crisis like this, everyone will have their own ideas, and every country will have its own ideas.
This is a normal thing. Rand's prestige is not so high that everyone is willing to accept his plan and put everything on the table.
Rand could understand this situation, but that didn't mean he could accept it.
So he's going to take action.
And the action he has to take is actually very simple.
Control the minds of the soldiers on the front line.
Soldiers need spiritual leaders.
Simply the general giving them orders could not support them to continue fighting when they were surrounded by undead and rats all over the mountains.
Of course, the people who can undertake this task are naturally the believers of the Torch Church or the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and Health.
However, a certain level of training is required.
…
"Ah~" Rand sighed.
Elsa poked Rand's shoulder with her elbow and said, "Our leader must not sigh all the time."
Elsa is back from her field trip, so she has been staying with Rand recently.
"Next, we may never see many familiar faces again," Rand said.
"At least our warriors will never regret their sacrifice." Elsa said softly.
"Ah~" Rand sighed again without any leadership qualities.
Although he made the decision without hesitation, it is now very difficult for him to accept the following situation.
"Now the first group of believers have been escorted by soldiers to the designated defense line section. They will soon be able to take effect," Rand said.
"Then, should we start taking action?"
"Yes." Rand stood up and dusted himself off. "Let's do what we should do."
Rand walked from his back garden to his palace.
Rand sat on his throne.
Next to it was the "Giant" artifact, the Eternal Barrier, kneeling on one knee as always, with swords in both hands, looking ready to fight at any time.
"Any new war reports from the south?" Rand asked.
"Yes." Olena presented the analyzed battle report.
…
In the South, many countries that had never been able to endure submitting to Rand formed their own alliance.
Unlike Rand, they did not set up a defense line to prevent the invasion of the undead, but stayed in their respective countries and isolated themselves.
Most of these countries are located in remote areas, and they believe that their geographical location and sturdy castles can help them withstand this disaster.
In short, this is the idea of the Wisteria Kingdom and the Emerald Principality during the Northern United Orc War.
Rand commented that he was about to die.
And now, they were indeed about to die.
"Damn it, why don't the undead go looking for trouble with those countries in fertile lands, but instead take the trouble to come here and surround us." cursed a king who hoped to defend effectively.
"Because, because..." The nobles in the palace didn't know how to answer.
Analyzing the current situation, it is very likely that these undead who are causing trouble for them are just a small group of undead within the large army.
But they couldn't defeat such a small group of undead.
This made many nobles feel sad about the fate of mankind.
"Is there any news about the brave man?" the king asked hopefully.
"No, the hero is no longer active in the south." The minister in the palace replied.
"Damn it." The king cursed again, "We can only hold on now. It will take a long time for these undead to break through our defenses. Things may turn around."
A minister asked, "Should we send a letter to ask Rand?"
"Under the current situation, Rand will certainly not be able to protect himself." Another minister said with some despair.
“Damn it…”
In the past, those countries that relied on terrain or special products to survive in the human world are now facing a nightmare.
…
When Rand received the news of the demise of some countries, he just sneered.
"If they are not smart enough and not resolute enough, then they will only perish. Even if they perish, they will only increase the strength of the Undead Army. It's really annoying."
“Because of your efforts, the number of countries that are unwilling to cooperate with us has become very small,” Taner said.
Now Rand is on his way to the front line, and Taner is passing through here during this period, so he can follow some of Rand's instructions.
"Hahaha, Taner, you don't have to comfort me. Let's discuss the practical issues." Rand laughed.
Rand has known Tanner for more than ten years.
Rand still looked like a teenager, but Taner looked two or three years older, having changed from a young paladin to a middle-aged paladin.
Due to their busy schedules, Rand and Taner didn't meet too often, but of course not too rarely. When he was free, Rand would visit Taner's home with some delicious food and gifts.
Tanner was an old friend who was very reliable, and Rand relied heavily on his help.
Although if Rand activates blessing 6, Tanr will turn gray and black.
"What do you think our war strategy should focus on next? And at present we are not able to mobilize the troops of those southern countries, and their morale is also a problem." Taner said bluntly.
Due to climate and topography, southern countries tend to be richer than northern countries, with larger populations and more wealth.
Moreover, the southern countries do not have the super problem of orcs that the Northern Alliance has to face. A few murlocs and nagas are not really a big problem.
But correspondingly, the soldiers of the southern countries have less experience. If it weren't for the large-scale and protracted war like the Gold Mine War, those soldiers would be even less useful now.
"I have already started to solve the morale problem. It is indeed difficult for us to defeat the Undead in the short term, so don't fight to the death. Just fight and retreat, using fortifications and space to buy time." Rand gave instructions.
Taner nodded to show that he understood.
Rand gave the order, and most of his worries disappeared. He had been loyal to Rand over the years, and His Majesty Rand could always come up with effective plans. He thought this time would be no different.
"You seem to have arrived at your stop." Rand glanced out the window.
"Then let's say goodbye, Your Majesty." Taner hesitated for a while and spoke again, "Your Majesty, pay attention to your health and don't worry too much. As long as you need us, we will fight for you to the end at any time."
Then Taner jumped off the galloping Centaur chariot.
Jumping out of a car is a very dangerous act, but it is not a problem at all for the top-level Paladin.
The soldiers outside were also ready to support Taner, so there was no need to worry about the general encountering any enemy decapitation plan.
This time, Taner and Rand only had a short distance to travel together, and they had a chance to chat in the carriage before, but now, they had to part ways immediately.
Rand's destination is the southern front. Since the location of the "main force" of the Undead Army has not been found yet, Rand is a little worried and is ready to go to the front line to provide support at any time.
Rand turned his gaze back to the map.
The first line of defense is centered on the New Holy City and has not shown any signs of being breached.
The second line of defense is centered on the Ratman City, and now we only need to deal with a small number of undead that have escaped and crossed the line of defense.
The third line of defense is centered on the border of the Moon Kingdom and is currently still in the rear.
Rand had discussed with Olenna before and believed that the enemy's main force would appear on the fertile plain between the first and second lines of defense. The population here had not yet been completely evacuated. A direct raid would cause heavy losses to humans and would also be a good opportunity to replenish some of the undead forces.
But it didn't show up.
This made Rand very worried. If this main force appeared in an unexpected place, it might cause greater damage.
This made Rand a lot busier, along with the higher-ups of the Sanctuary.
"Elsa, Olenna," Rand called.
Elsa and Olenna appeared in the carriage. They had been working overtime in the Centaur carriage in front. Now, when they heard Rand's call, they jumped into this carriage with their superb skills as professionals.
"Our first group of believers should be in place?" Rand asked.
"Yes," Olenna replied.
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Since the believers were required to station at the defense line, Chad and Ranta felt obliged to participate.
Then the participation failed because Rand did not allow it. Now Ranta and Chad are both married. Ranta somehow found an elf girl, and Chad married Ranta's sister Lanlan.
However, after their repeated negotiations and harassment of Rand, they finally gained the right to work in a relatively safe defense line.
But the work was not going smoothly.
They looked up and saw that some soldiers above the filthy castle had gone to report, but their garrison commander was unwilling to let the two missionaries enter the castle.
Apparently, though, Rand had gotten permission through the meeting not to be blocked.
But at least the lord or royal family of the garrison on the defense line here decided to pretend to obey but actually disobey.
After all, who knows what Rand, who always manages to get the most out of various events, will do in this case?
Although the number of undead is terrifying now, Rand's plan is actually still effective. At least everyone feels that the crisis of extinction is farther away.
At this time, you must consider your own interests.
"We have already obtained permission from the king of your country to act." Ranta shouted.
The defender remained indifferent.
Ranta and his partner Chad were not angry, they just smiled.
His Majesty Rand had already considered this situation.
Therefore, the first batch of believers who started the work were equipped with armed forces.
Ranta and Chad turned and left.
Half a day later, a group of Dragon Blood Hound Knights blew up the city gates.
Ranta stepped on the guard's head in the mud and said, "Oh, I really want to give you face, but it seems you don't want it."
Of course, Ranta knew that the garrison commander was just following his superior's orders, but it would be difficult for Ranta to trample his superior into the ground, right? That would be too disrespectful to other countries.
So we can only do it reluctantly and let the commander suffer a loss.
Ranta looked at the shrinking defenders who were slowly surrounding him and coughed softly. "I am Ranta, a missionary under His Majesty Rand, and this is Chad, a missionary of the Torch Church under His Majesty Rand. I believe everyone has heard of the Torch Church and the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and Health. We are not your enemies."
"His Majesty Rand sent us here to assist you in your defense, but your commander is not very cooperative. Don't worry, though. Orders from the superiors will be issued soon, and your commander will not blame you."
Ranta quickly convinced these soldiers. Of course, the most important reason why these soldiers did not tie them up was the Dragon Blood Eagle Knight behind Ranta.
Once the soldiers had a plausible excuse, Ranta and Chad went to work.
Their mission is to boost the morale of these soldiers, but of course they won't say as soon as they meet that they are here to boost everyone's morale.
This will only cause vigilance or disgust, and the effect will be very poor.
So Ranta and Chad planned to start by treating the wounded, improving their diet, and telling some stories.
They are all experienced missionaries and they know very well how to build closer relationships with strangers.
Ranta observed the line of defense.
This is the second line of defense, which is closer to the Ratman City and is relatively safe. If there is a crisis, His Majesty the White King Borlan, who is currently stationed in the Ratman City, can come quickly.
But the undead that occasionally roam around at night still torture the soldiers here and cause them to become somewhat mentally weakened.
And judging by the filth on the city walls, it must have been attacked by a small group of undead, resulting in a certain amount of casualties.
Hmm... there is indeed a smell of herbs and blood in the air.
Ranta and Chad went to the wounded camp with some herbs.
Ranta came to a soldier who seemed to have a broken leg and was chewing a piece of dry bread.
Chad winked at Ranta and left, saying that he wanted to investigate some other situations first.
The soldier looked at Ranta in confusion.
"Hello, I'm Ranta, a missionary if you will." Ranta said.
"I'm Guli." Although the soldier was a little wary, he did not refuse Ranta's conversation.
In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, although missionaries are mostly arrogant, have many rules, and may even be greedy, they are good at fighting against evil, and at this time they must be their own people.
Ranta looked at Guli's short legs. Blood stains seeped out of his torn and dirty trousers. There were some bulges inside the trousers, probably because of herbs stuffed in them.
"I know a little about treatment. Let me help you?" Ranta raised the wooden board and gauze in his hand.
"Ah? Ah - no, thanks." The soldier refused.
Ranta was not surprised. He put the board and gauze in the bag he brought with him and asked, "Are you a soldier nearby?"
The soldier relaxed a little when he saw that Ranta didn't insist on treating him: "No, I came from the far south and came here with the main force."
"What do you think of the undead? Are they easy to deal with?"
The soldier's pupils shrank, as if he recalled a time when he faced the undead, which made his dry lips even chapped: "Can we, can we, really defeat the undead?"
(End of this chapter)
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