Knight of the Light

The wilderness is vast and the wind is bleak.

The roads in the north have long been in disrepair, and potholes are extremely damaged. Zhou Qingfeng left Hanfeng City and turned to the south, but the speed of the personnel vehicle was not fast. Occasionally you have to get off the car and build the road to let the heavy carriage pass.

The southward troop had only over a hundred people, most of them cavalry, and there were more than a dozen heavy-duty carriages carrying supplies. Zhou Qingfeng's first goal was the closest dense fog city.

It will take some time for the steel machinery used in the battle to be completed. However, from various clues, the noble forces in the north have already begun their actions against the forces of Zhou Qingfeng. This is evidenced by the hundreds of noble armed raid siege teams.

Facing the huge space in the north, Zhou Qingfeng at best can only control the information within a certain range around him. The fog of war was even greater for him, and he had no way of knowing what Chirek and the northern nobles were doing.

Take the initiative, you hit you, I hit mine.

If there is a highway, it will take six or seven hours to ride a horse for more than a hundred kilometers, and it will definitely arrive in the daytime. However, the poor road conditions in the north made Zhou Qingfeng's team only slowly move forward. It was a miracle to run thirty kilometers a day.

In order to cope with bad road conditions, Zhou Qingfeng must bring sufficient supplies and logistics, and the team members must be capable generalists. Even he himself had to put down the shelf and do the chores.

Before Inisha's main force set off, Zhou Qingfeng had gone south three days in advance. Before the final distance from the dense fog city, the team stopped under a deserted mountain.

A stream provides water, bushes provide fuel, and the team camps. Although Zhou Qingfeng can allow the succubus to send lava stones, it can save a bit of soul crystal.

The lean cavalry spread out, alerting them all around. Further afield, the dense hidden servants are responsible for investigation to ensure that no one can sneak attack. Zhou Qingfeng and his two carpenters checked the use of the carriage.

"The road is too difficult. Five wheels were cracked today. Fortunately, the iron axles we replaced were intact and there was no loss." A carpenter informed the situation, and another carpenter replaced the wooden wheels with the soldier.

There are no springs, no rubber tires, and the wooden wheels collide rigidly with the ground. In order to make the carriage more durable, all wheels are nailed with a layer of iron skin, which greatly improves the durability.

However, a long period of rapid travel still caused some cars to crack. Fortunately, only the wheel part has to be repaired. It would be too much trouble to repair the axle.

"The crack is not so great." After Zhou Qingfeng's inspection, he immediately performed the 'repair operation'. This is a little trick of the change department, which can solve a lot of less serious damage. He has mastered the first-level magic net and can perform more than twenty small tricks every day.

The little trick may seem inconspicuous, but it can greatly save manpower. Two carpenters put the repaired wheels on the carriage, and inside the carriage are various spare parts, ready to repair the wear and tear along the way.

After handling the wheels, Zhou Qingfeng went to check the horses again. A team of more than a hundred people has more than two hundred horses, which must be properly fed to ensure that they are physically strong and emotionally stable. When necessary, it is still precious food.

A knight was feeding a potion to his mount, but his horse apparently hated the intense spiciness of the horse. He took a sip and snorted. The potion sprayed his face.

All the companions around laughed and chattered. Until a ranger came up to help, using ‘soothe animals’ to let the horse run out of the potion quietly.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't mind the soldiers playing and playing in their leisure. Because the upcoming battle will be very difficult. Relying on his good physical strength and energy, he will inspect every two hours to ensure that errors are minimized.

Chatting with the soldiers who were preparing to rest, Zhou Qingfeng also decided to take a nap, just half an hour. Just as he returned to the tent, he suddenly looked up at the dark sky, something was spying.

The sky is shrouded by an iron curtain. Without stars and moons, nothing can be seen. However, the sight of Zhou Qingfeng looking up to the sky appeared in the Banshee Fort, two or three hundred kilometers away.

In the chamber of the Phils family, the legendary wizard Bank, who specializes in prophecy, is maintaining a virtual picture. Few three people stared at Zhou Qingfeng, which was shrinking on the screen, and expanded to the entire north like the perspective of a satellite, faintly distinguishing each other's location.

"This guy really just went to the dense fog city with only a small amount of troops?" Little Phils sat in front of the chamber, wondering.

Old Bank ’s ‘higher exploration’ is over. He sits in the backrest and rests slightly, shaking his head slightly.

On the other side of the round table was Pastor Bann in a black robe, who mocked coldly: "I said that you cannot deal with Victor Hugo on your own strength. To be so intrusive.

To deal with one Holy Spirit, you must ask another Holy Spirit. Now the dark day is very weak, and if the goddess of winter takes the shot herself, she will succeed.

If our Lord was too weak to be resurrected soon, how could he not let this opportunity happen. But strife and hatred are our Lord's duty, and it must not sit by and watch Victor. Hugo continues to live.

Think about it, as long as you kill Victor Hugo, you can take away the clergy in the dark, which is a rare opportunity. So, will the frost girl shoot? "

Facing the encouragement of Rev. Bann, Phils Young did not answer. He turned to look at the old bank, and the legendary wizard just chuckled and said, "Her Master Svech. You should be very much loved by the gods, and I can't penetrate his thinking barrier. I don't know if what he said is true.

In plain words, Rev. Bann sneered. He stood up and bowed slightly in salute: "I have fulfilled my duty to inform, and how to decide is the second thing. Next, I will not disturb."

Rev. Bann turned to leave the Chamber, leaving the old wizard and Phils Jr. The monarch and the two sat at the table, and the latter whispered, "Master, Pastor Bann urged the people in our winter church to take action. What does this mean?"

"Dissension and hatred? Hum, that guy must have concealed something, we must embankment." The legendary wizard replied, "I can't judge his plot, but Victor Hugo is very important. It should be true."

Speaking of Zhou Qingfeng, Little Phils's tone was immediately agitated, "That guy moves really fast, but he can really take more than a hundred troops to attack the dense fog city? This is incredible."

"He didn't even use a hundred soldiers to take down Coldwind." The old wizard replied, "No matter what, we should respond as soon as possible."

Little Phils replied fiercely: "I have issued a rally to other cities in the north, and asked other city leaders to join forces. But this speed"

It's too slow.

There is communication in arcane, which can communicate within several hundred meters; and wind, which transmits information at different distances according to the caster level, one kilometer per level;

The cities in the north are tens or hundreds of kilometers away, and the stars are scattered over 100,000 square kilometers. Even demigod wizards can't spread messages at such a long distance.

Want to quickly communicate, generally rely on things like magic pets. But the news passed back and forth, and a month passed. It will take another month for the discussions to end. It will be another month for the troops to gather.

Alas, nothing happened, everyone waited.

Communication is slow and mobility is slow. There is 'flying' in arcane art, but being able to fly a few kilometers is a master. Unless they can grow wings, everyone has to walk slowly on the ground with their legs.

Zhou Qingfeng expected that the aristocracy in the north would kill him in a month, which is really overestimating his opponent.

Little Phils was well aware of the slow nature of the nobles. It's not that they are not fast, but that sending troops quickly will really mess up their social system and cause even more trouble.

"Can't we really wait for a month or two?"

"Then we can only dispatch soldiers from Banshee Fortress. It is impossible to unite the surrounding cities at most, and it is impossible to unite the entire Northland." Old Bank said clearly, and then sighed: "Or we gather the elite to directly pursue the target Myself. "

Pursuing Victor Hugo directly seems to be the lowest cost solution. This solution has a great convenience for Little Phils. The old wizard Banker is proficient in prophecy arcane, and can locate the target every day.

The North Witch's name comes from Banker's ability to pre-empt the enemy every time, and confronting him will always be hit badly.

The Phils family can kill Victor Hugo on their own, but it is not good for integrating the north. Those brazen and powerful people will at least praise the Phils family and then enjoy the peaceful life with peace of mind.

However, it is not enough to let the untouchables make troubles in the north, and the Goddess of Winter seems to be interested in Rev. Ban's proposal. Firth Jr. considered carefully and finally decided that Old Bank would lead the team and let Victor Hugo's enemies come first.