All the most wicked people come to find me.
——The Great Evil Canon
In the early morning, red clouds appeared on the horizon, and in the dilapidated town covered with weeds, the Sixth Brigade began its daily training.
The ravens either perched on the military flags to preen their feathers, or circled over the camp as the sound of horns echoed, enjoying the desolation and morning mist.
The soldiers of the Sixth Brigade do not need to carry supplies. The refugees who have been gathered are busy with chores. They only need to focus on improving their strength.
In a house, Xia Lan and Frederick looked at the map on the table and discussed the current situation.
Nearly a month after setting out from Snow City, the cults in the central and southwestern parts of Zilaner Island were completely wiped out by the coalition forces. During this time, the Sixth Brigade hid in the rear and concentrated on training, using the coalition resources to enhance its strength.
"The mission in the northern theater is almost complete. Next, we will join forces with the Saint's southern theater to attack Naerliang. Our good days are coming to an end. How many people are left to take with us?"
Frederick replied, "It will take us at least three months to transport over 300,000 people, and the city-state merchants who hired the ships to transport them want to raise the price."
Xia Lan pondered for a while and looked at the map again. The dozen or so red dots on the southwest coast of Zilaner Island were so eye-catching.
The people of Zilaner Island either hid in the mountains or entered the big cities that had not fallen. It was not easy to gather these people.
Moreover, as the nobles who abandoned their subjects and fled returned with the coalition forces, it became even more difficult to capture them.
"Tell the city-state merchants that we will use the captured port as a month's shipping fee."
"Will they believe it?"
"I am the commander of the coalition brigade, and the land is in our hands. Just ask them if they want it. I will approve the note and the princess will sign it."
"What about the remaining month?"
"Some people don't want to leave, so we'll only take those who are willing to leave. After two months, the ship will be completely empty and ready to take us away.
We may stay here for three or four months, but we must ensure that our escape route is not blocked if we want to leave."
As he finished speaking, an early warning sounded outside. The two looked at each other, left the room, and walked out of the courtyard covered with vines.
A group of people holding weapons confronted the soldiers of the Sixth Brigade. There was a corpse between the two groups. Judging from its attire, it was a knight.
Xia Lan walked forward, glanced at the corpse, and asked nonchalantly:
"Are you bringing a dead body here to sell yourself for your father's burial?"
The people surrounding the military camp all turned red when they heard Xia Lan's ridicule. The middle-aged man in the lead came out and asked with suppressed anger:
"Brigade Commander Auglos, is Heli your man?"
"It's mine."
Hearing Xia Lan's affirmative response, the man nodded with satisfaction.
"That's good. I need an explanation. He not only robbed my people, but also killed my people. What do you think we should do?"
Xia Lan twisted her neck and said disdainfully: "What do you say?"
"Give me her head."
Xia Lan laughed out loud. Not to mention that the Storm Knights were escorting people to the southwest coast, and no one knew where they were. Even if He Li was here, how could he listen to this idiot's nonsense.
Playing the Call of the Wind, Xia Lan plunged into the corpse on the ground without even looking up.
"You are not worthy. When the cult attacked, you wimps were the first to flee. It was the coalition forces that took everything back.
The oath-breaker who lost the honor of the nobility, the poor guy who brought dust to the family emblem, actually had the nerve to come back.
I don't care what title you hold, get out of here right now before I lose my temper!"
Shaking off the blood stains on the sword, Xia Lan walked forward slowly, calm as water but with a cold light, and his low voice made people feel cold in their hearts.
"Brigade Commander Auglos, I have never seen your surname in the genealogy of the Midgard. You are just a lucky person who is descended from the Zilaner King.
Without us, Jon Zilaner would be nothing but a lost dog, and the King's Army would be out of the question. I hope you will be more practical. The coalition cannot exist forever."
But facing the threat, Xia Lan did not get angry. She just grinned and asked, "Have you sworn allegiance to His Highness the Regent?"
“No…no.”
The middle-aged nobles' eyes suddenly began to avoid. They followed the royal army just to get their territory back, but they didn't want to be involved in the fight between the parliament and the descendants of Zilaner.
"After all this talk, it turns out they're just a bunch of punks!"
Xia Lan withdrew the Call of the Wind in disappointment and turned back to the army formation. The middle-aged noble wanted to say something, but suddenly he found that the soldiers of the Sixth Brigade were holding up the enchanted crossbows.
"escape!"
Everyone's faces changed color and they started running. Xia Lan turned his back and waved his hand, and an overwhelming rain of arrows came down from the sky.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
This group of guys received their lunch boxes without even giving their names.
"The evil cult is really rampant now. They even dared to control the nobles to attack the coalition's logistics base. Fortunately, this brigade commander is wise and powerful, otherwise the coalition's plan would be ruined.
Frederick, write a letter to Commander Paro to report your success. Tell him that our troops have killed 3,000 cultists and are hunting down the remaining ones. It may take a few more days before we can regroup and join them in the counterattack."
After the Northern War Zone, composed of the Second Legion of the Holy Army and the Royal Army, cleared out the cults that were plaguing various places, it began to launch a general attack on the cult's "headquarters" in the southeast of Zilaner Island with the Southern War Zone of the First Legion of the Holy Army.
The war has officially intensified. Even if we just stay in the rear to guard the food supply route like we do now, the risks will be very high and we can no longer be as leisurely as before.
However, this excuse would not last long. Xia Lan simply decided to use this time to resell the supplies they were guarding.
The Northern War Zone coalition forces will not come back. They will transform into a large net to sift through the land they have purged, and drive all those who have escaped the net to the decisive battle site in the southeast.
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