Chapter 440: Go Talk to My Flail
The Canary Mountains are like a sharp long knife, inserted straight into the land of the north, blocking the cold air currents of the White Crow Principality and making the land of the empire warm and fertile.
The resistance retreated back into the woodlands beneath the Canary Mountains.
This time they changed the location and went to an unfamiliar forest and re-established the camp. The site they chose was close to a mountain col, with a long valley running through both sides, making it more difficult to be encircled.
There are some wild animals in the forest, but they are nothing but prey in front of the resistance forces armed with weapons and armor. After all the hunting over this period of time, there are not many prey left in the previous forest, but this forest is brand new.
Gwen was sitting on a tree trunk, head propped up by her hands, watching the people working on the construction.
"Mr. Isaac, I still don't understand why we don't just evacuate to the south? Didn't we get news from the town that Castel is still here?"
The resistance went to the town not just to do business, they also emptied the Winter Wolf camp and collected local intelligence.
The news from Blood Harbor had only just arrived here, and it was quite delayed - they only knew that the Mother Goddess Church had launched the first rebellion, and Castel had just arrived at Blood Harbor.
There is no news about the evil god, [Mother], or the breaking of the treaty.
Isaac shook his head.
"Ms. Gwen, this doesn't seem to be a good option at this point."
"First of all, Castel hasn't sent anyone here. It's very likely that he's encountered some trouble and it's difficult to allocate manpower. In this case, it will be difficult to get support even if we go south. In other words, we have to rely on ourselves to get to Castel."
"We are now in the territory of Count Bazel. To the south, we have to pass through the territories of Grand Duke Longya and Grand Duke Alvarez. They will not welcome us, and Count Bazel's Winter Wolf Guard will keep chasing us."
"Even if we succeed in escaping the North, the Principality of Tis to the south is said to have formed an alliance with the nobles of the North. We won't get any supplies or support, and there are many old and young people in the team. It's basically impossible for us to get through on our own."
Gwen sighed and asked hesitantly, "What if we go west?"
"To the west is the territory of the Holy See, which is now the Empire. The Ash Alliance has some underground forces there, but it is basically impossible to hide so many people. The Candlelight Society has a very sharp nose, not to mention..."
He glanced at Nora's headless body and said nothing.
The Sanctuary of Silence had abandoned them, and they would receive no support there.
"I originally thought we could go by sea," Isaac retracted his gaze. "The ice should have melted by now, so we can sail, but you said before."
"The sea route is not feasible." Gwen shook her head. "The White Plague has spread to the sea. There are no ships sailing out of the ports in the North."
"That's a shame."
The two were silent for a while. The resistance army had achieved a small victory, but when they looked around, they still saw enemies everywhere.
Isaac broke the silence.
"I have sent my men to the south quietly. He will try to contact Castel and maybe he can bring us some support, but don't hold your hopes too high."
According to Isaac's guess, Caster should be in a difficult confrontation with the Pirate King now. Based on his understanding of Caster, he should be able to hold on.
As for Blood Harbor? The Lord may have gone to Blood Harbor for help. I heard that the prince is in power there. If the Lord and the prince form an alliance, the situation of these people will be even more worrying.
Taking in the resistance army would inevitably cause displeasure among the allies. Would the lord turn against the North because of these refugees? Isaac was unsure.
After all, he is the Pirate King. If Caster is given ten years to develop, maybe he can give it a try, but it is too early now.
Moreover, with the death of the Empress of the Empire, the Lord's plan to sell soap to the Rhine is likely to fail.
Alas, poor Miss Beatrice, she must be having a hard time now. I heard that there has been a major reshuffle of the top management of the Candlelight Society. I hope she can survive the purge.
"Mr. Isaac, can we really hold on?" Gwen's eyes showed a trace of confusion. "I'm sorry, I can only tell you about this kind of thing - I really don't see any hope."
There was a hint of bitterness in her voice.
"No supplies, no support, our enemies are spread across half the continent, and Castel is far away. I."
She was about to continue speaking when she heard footsteps nearby.
Gwen took a deep breath and stood up. Confusion and weakness faded from her face. She turned to face her men: "What's wrong?"
Two resistance sentinels were approaching with a boy. Gwen took a closer look and asked in surprise, "Grisha?"
It was Grisha who came. He glanced at Isaac with some fear and said, "Sister Gwen, I was just out on patrol."
"You sneaked out on patrol again?"
Grisha blushed. "It's not important. I met a man when I was on patrol. He said he wanted to join the resistance!"
Gwen raised an eyebrow in surprise, and it took her a moment to realize what Grisha was talking about.
These refugees from the northern border had no other options but to band together as a resistance army and flee into the dense forests to live a miserable life.
Before, let alone anyone joining them, they were even shunned when passing through the town. No one liked these refugees.
Why would someone take the initiative to surrender now? Gwen was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react. She was just a farm girl before, and didn't understand what this meant.
She just had a sudden feeling in her heart - maybe they were not hopeless.
In the following days, new people came to join every day. Most of these people were from the town. They did not mind the hard life in the woods or the cold wind from the north. Some even brought all their belongings with them.
They had only one request, to fight on the battlefield.
At first the resistance soldiers were a little confused, but after asking, they all knew what happened in the town.
Even the resistance fighters were stunned.
These winter wolves are more cruel to their own people than to these White Crows! ?
"It's normal. You resistance fighters are really resisting, but the people in the town can be harvested at will." Isaac was not surprised.
"If you were better at fighting, you would be able to see the civilization and courtesy of the winter wolves, just like the Silent Temple back then."
The Empire and the White Crows divided the country into two parts, and the Empire never took advantage of the White Crows' misfortune until the latter was destroyed. This was not due to the Queen's mercy, but to the fearless charge of the priests of the church.
"So I have always believed that the Silent Temple's communication method is the most efficient - let the enemy's brain explain to the flail in person."
(End of this chapter)
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