"We should report the intelligence to Frost Fortress in a timely manner." Locke said, "Perhaps other legions have also been attacked in the same way. If we can summarize the information, it may be helpful to track down the cause."
"That makes sense!" Leiter nodded in agreement, looked at the legion commander and said, "Ledros, why don't we abandon that group of high-level orcs first and return to Frost Fortress to tell the commander what happened here."
“No problem. I’ll go with you. There might be an ambush on the way.” Ledros answered seriously with his eyes flashing.
More than a week later, Frost Fortress.
Leiter, Locke, and Ledros reported the news to Deputy Commander Bomir in the lobby on the first floor. After listening to the report, Bomir's eyes swirled around in his eye sockets. He paced back and forth in the room in doubt, his eyes wandering. Half a minute later, he put his hands on Leiter's shoulders, stared at him intently, and asked:
"Rhett, are you sure you're not the Sky Knight from the Cold Current Line? If... you feel the slightest bit familiar, please be sure to explain the situation to me."
Locke on the side answered for Rhett:
"Commander Bomir, please rest assured. I am more familiar with the situation of the cold current defense line than Leiter. The person who ambushed us on the road is definitely not our traitor!"
Bomir breathed a sigh of relief. As the deputy commander, when encountering such a situation, the first thing he considered was whether there were any problems inside. It is easy to dodge an open attack but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. Ensuring that there are no spies inside is the key to resisting the enemy externally.
"Well, in that case, I'm relieved." Bomir's expression eased, and he said, "I have written down the information you just provided. When the commander-in-chief comes back, I will immediately pass it on to him. However, the orcs' offensive may slow down in the next few days, and you can also reduce the frequency of your missions outside, but you must not miss the necessary training."
Ledros said in a resounding voice: "Got it. Commander Bomir, please rest assured. The Sixth Legion will not relax until the orcs are eliminated!"
"Haha, good, I believe in everyone's morale and determination!"
Bomir patted his light armor, gave a few words of encouragement in a loud voice, then found an excuse, saying that he had important things to do, and politely asked Rhett and his group to leave.
"Captain Bomir, see you next time!" Rhett and his group waved and left the door.
The first floor lobby of Frost Fortress was empty and silent once again.
However, a majestic figure appeared from the corner of the stairs on the second floor. It was King Milan. He was wearing a fiery red robe, with his hands behind his back. He walked to the hall and slowly walked to the edge of the sand table. He glanced at the ice belt stream area, frowned and said:
"What a pity! If I had continued to secretly monitor Leiter, I could have personally visited the scene and seen the origins of those three people. But it doesn't matter. Leiter's identity is beyond doubt, so there is no need to continue monitoring him..."
Bomir turned around and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the information Leiter just reported..."
"I heard everything." King Milan said in a low voice, "I have some clues about the origins of those three people. In the next period of time, I will start to investigate this matter and will temporarily leave the cold current defense line. Here... I will leave it to you and Ankus."
"I understand!" Bomir said, "Your Majesty, I have a suggestion. Five orcs have lost their holy domains at once, and the morale of the orc camp must have dropped significantly. Should we take this opportunity to launch a general attack?"
Hearing this, King Milan looked hesitant and his eyes flickered. He picked up a handful of quicksand from the sand table and held it in his palm, but was hesitant to make a decision.
Finally, he let go, letting the loose sand slide down the cracks, and said decisively: "No need, the orcs are not short of Sanctuaries, but only losing five Sanctuaries, which is far from being a serious loss. They can still provide timely support. However, there is a suspicion that a third party is interfering in our war with the orcs. It is not appropriate to fight the orcs to the death at this time, so as not to let the secret forces take advantage."
Hearing that there were secret forces plotting, Bomir's heart tightened, and worries flashed in his eyes. But when he heard that His Majesty the King would personally handle the matter, he took a deep breath, knowing that all he could do was to maintain the stability of the battle on the cold current defense line. He nodded vigorously and said, "I know what to do. Next, I will balance the forces below and mobilize more scouts to investigate the enemy situation to prevent unexpected situations."
"You have held an important position for many years and are very experienced. I am relieved." King Milan looked at Bomir deeply and said, "But there is no shortage of talents in our army. Those who are capable should be reused, such as... Rhett and Locke. If there is a suitable opportunity in the future, they should be promoted."
Bomir's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly lowered his head and replied, "Got it, I will always keep an eye on these two people."
More than two months later.
In a valley covered with rubble, the body parts of orcs and humans were scattered everywhere, blood soaked every stone, and the stench of corpses, charcoal and blood mixed together, filling every inch of space.
At this time on the battlefield, the fierce fighting had long ended, leaving only the screams of some orcs, proving that they were doomed and had to surrender to the human soldiers.
Mycroft sniffed the smell lightly, frowned slightly, raised his wand, condensed a large amount of wind elements, and took away the unpleasant smell around him. Then he looked at the hill in front of him, and pieces of quicksand swept halfway up the hill, covering more than 200 remaining pig-headed people, minotaurs, night owls, etc., while Tucker held a black giant bow and shot poisoned arrows to take away the orcs whose mobility was restricted.
[Family members who kill enemies one level higher will have their fate value increased by 1]
[Family members surpass two levels to kill the enemy, destiny value +1]
While Tucker was cleaning up the mess, Rhett first gathered his own troops. Then, he stood in the front of more than 300 soldiers, watching Tucker draw his bow and string again and again, taking the lives of orcs one after another.
Light screens kept appearing in front of Lei Te's eyes. His destiny value kept rising, causing him to smile unconsciously. He called up the system again and glanced at the column [Destiny value: 26311] on the panel. His thoughts began to drift unconsciously again...
"With over 10,000 Fate Points, I can probably break through to the peak of the Grand Mage, but if I want to cross the threshold of the Holy Domain, the Fate Points consumed will be in the tens of thousands..."
"Not even a little longer, just bear with it a little longer... huh..."
Leiter took a deep breath, turned to look at Lawrence, and said, "Lawrence, how long have we been out this time?"
"Sir, as of today, we have been away for sixteen days." Lawrence answered without hesitation.
"You have always had good talent. I heard that you have already cultivated to the peak of the third-level knight?" Rhett said with a smile.
"Thank you for your concern, sir. It is true. I have reached the peak two months ago. I plan to overcome this bottleneck with the help of the life-and-death training on the orc battlefield!"
Leiter patted Lawrence's shoulder heavily: "Hahaha, I like your determination. I promise you, if you break through to the Earth Knight before the end of the war, I will take the initiative to propose marriage for you when I return!"
"It all depends on your efforts..." Rhett smiled and shook his head, looking forward again. It was not until Tucker killed the last orc and returned to the team that he turned around and said in a heavy voice:
"All troops, listen up, drink the beast wine, and prepare to return to the base!"
"Yes, sir!"
Four days later.
Lei Te led his troops back to the temporary base of the Sixth Legion. While walking along a sandy yellow trail, he happened to see a small group of scouts coming towards him. The leader was wearing a camouflage helmet. When he saw Lei Te, he was stunned for a moment, then came up to him with surprise and said:
"Deputy Commander Leiter? You are finally back!"
"Tirus, has something urgent happened?" Rhett said in surprise, looking at the scout in front of him, who looked a little anxious.
"It's not an emergency, but you'll be glad to hear it!"
"Please tell me if you have any good news!" Rhett said with interest.
"Just three days ago, news came from the Cold Current Camp that a spy planted by the orcs in the human camp was eliminated by several members of the Sanctuary!" Tirus said excitedly, "Captain Rhett, are you curious about who that spy is?"
A flash of realization flashed through Lei Te's mind. It turned out to be this matter... But he still blinked and pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Who is it?"
"Sheman of the Kingdom of Huilu!"
The short Tirus looked up at Leiter and said excitedly, "He was a powerful Saint who rose to prominence decades ago. I heard that he was captured alive this time, and then the King of Huilu Kingdom came over and killed him in front of many people!"
"Is there such a thing?" Leiter seemed so shocked that he couldn't speak. After a moment, he let out a long sigh, patted Tirus on the shoulder, and asked, "Last time I sent you to investigate near Jackdaw Valley, did you find anything?"
Tirus's face straightened and he responded, "I have been hiding there for more than half a month. I have searched the surrounding areas and found nothing unusual. The only strange thing is that I didn't find any traces of orcs passing by during that half a month."
"Although it doesn't necessarily mean there's a problem, but when I was on a mission in the past, I basically always found orcs moving around the battlefield to varying degrees. But this time there were none, so it should be considered an anomaly."
"It could also be a coincidence." Leiter frowned and nodded, saying, "I see, Tirus, you did a good job! Tell your colleagues when you go down that if you find a small number of knights with strange physical conditions during future missions, you must report to me in time and avoid contact with them."
Weird knight? Tirus looked puzzled, but still responded, "Understood, sir! By the way, the legion commander has been looking for you these days. This time he sent us out to contact you as soon as possible. You should meet with Commander Ledros as soon as possible."
"I know, I'll go find him now!"
After Rhett finished speaking, he dismissed the soldiers behind him, quickened his pace and ran towards the hill in the middle, walked into the cave, and soon arrived at the hall, where he saw Ledros next to the sand table.
"I heard you were looking for me?" Rhett walked over and sat on a stone bench on the carpet.
"Well, you've been out for more than half a month. I don't know your whereabouts. I'm worried that something bad has happened to you." Ledros was wearing green light leather armor today. He raised his head and straightened his back, saying, "Rhett, I know you went to kill the orcs. Your enthusiasm is higher than anyone else! But I heard that the orcs are gathering their forces recently and temporarily pulling back the battle line. So if you want to kill the orcs, you will inevitably have to go deep behind enemy lines. Fortunately, you came back in time, otherwise I would have to go out to find you myself."
"Hmm? What are the orcs gathering their forces for?" Lei Te frowned and asked, "Are they retreating or launching a general attack?"
"The possibility of retreat is very small. Commander Ankus said that the orcs have sent a new sanctuary to take charge, which means that they must intend to continue to hold on to the cold current defense line." Ledros gently shook a chess piece with his fingers and said, "So, the possibility of their general attack is very high, and the Frost Camp has sent me an order to gather our troops and be ready to provide flank support at any time. Once the signal comes again, it will be time for us to launch a flank attack!"
"How many troops do we have left outside?" Rhett's face became serious and he paced back and forth in the room.
"Not many, only a few scouts and a few hundred soldiers left. I have sent people out to contact them." said Ledros.
"Okay, then I will stay in the base for the next few days and not go out."
As Leiter spoke, he stopped and came to the edge of the sand table, which was the southeast area of the battlefield, where their stronghold was located.
Next, the two began to discuss the battlefield situation of the cold wave defense line, speculating on the various directions of the battle, influencing factors, as well as the personnel deployment and tactical arrangements when launching a flank attack, etc.
Until dark, the two were still discussing, but the frequency of speaking was very slow, and new insights would only come up every few dozen minutes.
Accompanied by hurried footsteps, a knight from the Cold Current Camp delivered a sealed letter.
The two of them observed it carefully and confirmed that it was correct and there was no possibility of impersonation or forgery. This was because the material of the letter paper had been modified using alchemical methods. Even if ordinary people got their hands on it, they would be helpless if they didn't know how to check it or didn't have the conditions to check it.
Ledros quickly pulled out the letter and activated a crystalline fighting spirit belonging to the Sky Knight, which he slapped on the letter. The paper instantly turned to ashes, but strands of elemental light crisscrossed in the air, forming an arrow-like pattern.
The two men looked in the same direction with much more serious expressions. After looking at each other, they nodded at the same time and walked out of the cave together.
The two of them acted separately according to the plan they had discussed in advance in the afternoon. Ledros went to the training ground to gather soldiers, while Leiter left the base immediately with the two hundred elite soldiers who had been waiting outside the cave.
The stars were dim, the moon had just risen, and the clouds still had clear outlines in the sky. The cold front in summer was less cold than in winter, but the unique roaring sound continued.
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