I have hidden wisdom away, find it if you want it.
——God of Wisdom
Bear Paw City. Xia Lan and the large army were blocked by this small city as soon as they left Ziyun Town.
The garrison in the city was entirely made up of cult troops from various sects, and it seemed as if all the cultists in the atrium were gathered there.
If Lin Suo and Luo had not blocked the dozen or so legends on the opposite side, the Holy Army might have been wiped out as soon as they left the "Novice Village".
"Captain, when are we going to go find Her Highness the Saint?"
While the front line was "booming with artillery fire", Xia Lan stood still in the rear.
If you don’t even get paid, what’s the point of living?
"Hans, how much is your sword?"
The young man who was questioning Xia Lan looked at the ordinary iron sword in his hand and said embarrassedly: "I picked up this sword. I don't know it."
"Let me tell you, the pocket money of an ordinary soldier in the Second Regiment can buy you more than a hundred of these broken swords."
The saint's true followers are the First and Sixth Regiments. One is the team she formed during the cult turmoil, and the other is the stragglers who came here after hearing the prophecy.
Others were just looking for the Storm Church to snatch the godhood, following the prophecy of the Star Gate Great Sage Lin Suo.
According to Muye's intelligence, the people from the Storm Church have been found, and the different forces have gone from being temporary collaborators to competitors.
These guys appear to be united but are actually at odds with each other, each with their own ulterior motives. Not only are they being led by two great gods, but they are also being blocked at the entrance of the Novice Village. The internal fighting is full of tricks.
The Sixth Regiment also has a background, but it is not to the extent of spitting in people's faces. If they go up, they will only become cannon fodder.
The main forces of Mu Ye are completing the sea route plan and building a road into the center of the Storm Sea, so they have no time to launch a righteous beating.
After explaining some things, Xia Lan let Hans go out. He still had to deal with official business from the Kingdom of Faox sent by the elf express.
Now that Dawn City's development has entered a period of rapid development, he has to go back from time to time and feel the power of space on the way.
There are very few extraordinary people who can master the power of space. The only people Xia Lan can discuss with are Silver Dragon and Faaudis, who know the fact but not the reason.
Xia Lan is very tired because she works two jobs but gets no salary, her wife ran away, she also has to practice and study, and now she has to lead a group of "passionate young people".
Hans walked out of the tent helplessly. The battalion commanders outside had been waiting for him for a long time.
"What did Boss Xia Lan say?"
"He told us to practice the breathing technique he gave us and to check if there were any refugees nearby."
"Boss Xia Lan won't be scared anymore, right?"
"Weisman, what nonsense are you talking about? Boss Xia Lan is the man who defeated a dragon!"
"Yes, it's a blue dragon. He said it himself. How could a man like that brag?"
"He showed me the blue dragon's scales. There's no mistake about it."
Hans stopped the officers of the Sixth Regiment from talking and said firmly: "I believe in the boss, he will lead us to survive in the holy war.
Weisman, you lead the training, and Su Ding and I will go to find refugees. Boss Xia Lan not only had his engagement broken off, but the population of his territory is also small. We must help him.
After the war is over, I will move to his territory. I will be able to be a subject of that man's domain, and even if the territory becomes desolate, I won't feel lonely."
"I'll go too. Boss Xia Lan is so generous. He gave me the breathing technique right away. Maybe he'll even make me a knight."
"By the way, where is Boss Xia Lan's territory in the Baltic Sea?"
"I think it's called White Wave Island. I've heard that a mob once killed the lord there. It's a remote island in the southern part of the Baltic Sea."
Most of the soldiers in the Sixth Regiment were just ordinary people. Many of them joined the Holy Army just to make a living. The ones with the broadest experience were only the rangers and wandering swordsmen who mingled with the lower classes.
People with a little insight will not come to the Sixth Regiment. They will go to other regiments and strive to get on the golden legs of the big forces. Being a runner or doing odd jobs is better than this "cannon fodder regiment".
There's no way. Xia Lan is too low-key. He doesn't even have a Sky Warrior bodyguard. He can only make big promises to win people over. He has no future.
"Is this the Sixth Regiment's base? Ugh..."
While Hans and others were talking, a man with a red beard and a sallow face came to the camp, leaning on a heavy sword. He started to retch after asking questions.
"Yes, you are..."
"Frederick, deputy commander of the Sixth Regiment."
Everyone looked skeptical, thinking that this deputy leader seemed a little weak.
"Where is Lord Xia Lan?"
Hans pointed to Xia Lan's tent. Frederick looked at this guy without saying anything. He thought they were just a bunch of rabble and they didn't even ask him basic questions.
Frederick walked through the crowd and headed towards Xia Lan's tent, but he didn't notice that the eyes of the people around him had changed.
"superior!"
Everyone rushed forward. Although Frederick had broken through to the level of a gold warrior with abundant resources, he could not withstand the sneak attack of so many people. In addition, he was dizzy after being teleported through space.
The officers of the Sixth Regiment discovered and practiced the breathing techniques on their own. Those who could become extraordinary people without relying on the nobles were not simple people.
"Boy, you're quite strong, but your acting is too fake. Boss Xia Lan promised me that I would be the deputy leader."
"No, I'm the deputy leader."
"The boss said that he would be the leader and I would be the deputy leader. We agreed on this before we nominated him as the leader."
"Bullshit, I'm the deputy leader!"
These guys started arguing right away, and even ignored Frederick who was pinned to the ground. The angry ones started fighting.
Frederick spat on the ground, thinking that they were indeed a bunch of rabble. He brushed the dust off his clothes, rubbed his arms and walked towards Xia Lan's tent.
Xia Lan, who was reviewing the documents, saw Frederick come in and simply looked up and asked, "Have the Storm Knights arrived?"
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