The sun is high

The sword-wielding hermits from the Legal Committee will not go deep into every household in these villages or small towns. Their manpower is limited and their schedule is extremely tight.

What they have to do is to use the expensive secret instruments distributed by the Legal Committee to check the target path with the highest efficiency and eliminate potential threats.

Along the way, they have successfully cleared out a total of six strongholds left by the Black Sun Society and three dangerous ritual sites hidden in villages or important areas. To this end, this team consists of five sword-wielding hermits and two The special team of ten spellcasters has also paid a heavy price.

Now, all five sword holders were injured, and there were only fourteen of the twenty spellcasters who had extensive battlefield experience.

There are many such teams.

They were like sharp blades, moving towards the real defense line of the Black Sun Society at a steady rate, and behind these forerunners, followed another slightly different team.

"Click... click."

The metal flagpole was erected with difficulty, and as a gust of cold wind blew by, a strange and special flag fluttered.

The villagers who had been hiding in the houses to spy on the sword-wielding hermits looked at these soldiers with more cautious eyes.

Their uniforms looked a bit old. Some villagers who had been in the army discovered that the clothes of these soldiers were actually modified from the old military uniforms that had been phased out by countries such as Walter and Deland. The original national logo on the military uniforms All have been removed, replaced by more practical structures. The only ones that can be considered decoration are the patterns and badges on their hats, cloaks, and the chests of their clothes.

"Is this the army of which principality? I have never seen this kind of pattern before. There are gears, hammers and guns... There are even books. It's very weird."

"No matter where they come from, it's best not to stay here any longer... Go, go, take out the crystal gun. If these guys dare to steal anything, we will fight with them!"

In one of the houses, an elderly couple were whispering.

However, the old woman refused to carry out her husband's order. She shook her head and said: "With that broken gun of yours, it's hard enough to kill a bear. You see, there are mages among these soldiers, and the weapons they use are all new gadgets." , don’t die!”

While they were talking, many of the soldiers who were neatly lined up had already come out. They carried weapons on their backs and walked slowly towards the surrounding houses.

At this time, these villagers who had been hiding indoors and had lived in the Isa River Basin for generations were surprised to find that the people who came to them were actually some young faces from the north. Their hair color, eye color and facial features All indicate that they either come from St. Steele or have strong northern ethnic origins.

And when these young soldiers spoke, the villagers were even more surprised.

What they speak is basically the dialect of the Isa River Basin, or the lingua franca with a strong local accent.

Along the way, the young people of the Dawn Society have accumulated a lot of experience. They followed the previous method and carefully came to the houses where people were hiding under the protection of the protection ceremony, and boldly put down their firearms. .

After showing that they had no hostility, they began to state their origins to the local villagers and stated the specific goals of the Dawn Society's army.

"Grandpa, you can trust us. We will never take away anything from you, be it weapons or food. You can keep it for yourself... We just need some place to station ourselves."

As locals, these young people are very familiar with the mentality and ideas of the local villagers. They did not repeat the previous words many times or explain it with great effort. After introducing the most basic situation, they followed Das Mr. Weir's previous instructions began to show his impatience and contempt appropriately.

This contempt was directed not at the local population but at what they currently possessed—weapons, grain stocks, livestock, and whatever meager assets they might have.

Some of them deliberately raised their voices and loudly expressed their disdain for the villagers' possessions. Then, this sound naturally attracted the officers in the distance.

Inevitably, these young and energetic soldiers were severely reprimanded by the officers. Most of them were punished on the spot. The strict officers required them to pay the corresponding price for their rudeness.

They were asked to repair the houses and level the ground for the offended villagers, and brought water and hay on their behalf, and fed the skinny livestock jerkily.

In this way, in this subtle and strange atmosphere, the army calling itself "Dawn Society" temporarily settled down in the village. The promises they made before seemed to be indeed effective, and no one offended the residents here. No one broke into their houses or courtyards privately, and they did not even touch the unoccupied rooms, preferring to stay in their marching tents.

Finally, some elderly women could no longer stand the clumsy movements of the young men feeding the livestock. They boldly left the house, asked for water and hay from the hands of the soldiers, and quickly completed the work. Those young faces who were rude before seemed to have learned their lesson.

With red faces, they persevered to complete these "embarrassing" tasks, said a few sorry words with difficulty, and then returned to their own team and enjoyed the meal with their comrades.

The aroma wafting in the wind seems to confirm what these soldiers said before - their military uniforms just look a little old. In fact, their food rations and weapons and equipment are very good, and their military discipline is also good. Very strict, at least much more professional than the armies of some small principalities who don't know the so-called.

In fact, there is nothing special about the daily food rations provided by Dawn Club. It can even be called a bit rough. In the final analysis, it is just some hard bread, vegetables and meat dried using magic, and a smaller amount of canned food and drinks. Just powder.

However, the Dawn Society has absorbed a lot of valuable experience from the army rationing of the Kingdom of Votel and the Kingdom of Deland.

Before departure, the Dawn Society personnel in charge of logistics specifically followed Meyer's suggestion and "requested" a batch of less popular plateau candies from Votel's military. The most typical of them was Meyer's. The "Goblin Teething Stick" that I had frequently "enjoyed" when I was following the 5th Chasseur Regiment.

As a scholar with extensive experience as a doctor, Meyer believes that this kind of cheap, sweet candy that no one would touch in daily life will definitely be able to provide considerable help to the army in cold environments.

In addition, the Dawn Society also used the excuse of acting as the "advance team" to purchase a large number of Delan tea from the Kingdom of Delan at a low price. The quality is naturally not high, but these dried petals But it is very convenient to carry. Even if the taste and taste are average, just adding a little to hot water in winter is enough to bring multiple physical and mental comfort to the soldiers.

There are many, many more cases like this.

These scattered details may not seem as important as the number of weapons, vehicles, and spellcasters, but when they are brought together, they play an amazing role. With these preparations, we successfully crossed the Isa River. The Dawn Society troops showed a very stunning appearance.

Even the Votel military, which knew something about the "St. Steele Foreign Miners Legion", was puzzled by this.

Although the Dawn Society itself is amazing enough, Votel, who calls himself a "veteran military power", is unwilling to believe that someone can actually build a low-level foreign corps into such a state in a short period of time. Not to mention, they even expanded their staff!

Over time, they could only attribute this terrifying potential to the strong emotions of the St. Steele people for their homeland.

Their judgment was not wrong.

This is indeed one of the most important factors. People who have been away from their hometown for a long time are now burning like blazing torches.

Hostility towards the Black Sun Society, disgust towards the St. Steele royal family, and nostalgia for that cold and beautiful land are blended together. They eagerly hope to use their own power and the weapons in their hands to rescue those in pain. compatriots, and free them forever from the control of the Black Sun and the fallen royal family.

…

Early morning, Cyanobacteria Harbor.

A special mixed fleet is anchored here, and they are ready to go.

The fleet consists of elite main ships from several coastal principalities, including the Principality of Bult. Most of these ships are large armored ships that have been improved and equipped with many new "weak magic" equipment and weapons.

The "Dawn Goddess" belonging to the Dawn Society is also among them.

Next to it, there is another large armored ship docked. Compared with the "Dawn Goddess", this armored ship is slightly smaller, but its appearance can be called "beautiful". This is the success of Dawn Society's elimination The most important "trophy" obtained after defeating the Black Sun Association forces around the Principality of Bult.

In order to be able to control this ship in its own hands, Dawn Society also spent a considerable amount of money.

Fortunately, at this time when funds are scarce, the Dawn Society has received support from several plains dwarf clans. In order to thank Shuge Ernst for his helping hand to the dwarf mission on the Windless One, the dwarf clans Finally, he made up his mind to provide "a certain amount" of funding to the new organization Dawn Society.

Two senior master weapon craftsmen, more than two dozen professional dwarf war technicians, and a batch of "fresh gadgets" transformed from old shipborne weapons enabled Dawn Society's second large ship to gain combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

It was named "Listen" and operated together as the sister ship of "Aurora".

In this way, protected by more small escort ships, this large fleet composed of multiple forces officially left the port. They will move along the southern route, replenish at ports such as Emerald Port, and finally arrive at the Kingdom of Hain Outside the "Bay of Silence", which is the area most likely to become the Black Sun Society's next naval battle front, the Hain fleet has now entered a state of full combat readiness.

On the other side, the combined fleets of the Kingdom of Deland and Merlin Lehe will set off directly from the cold bay of Merlin Lehe. Their target is directly at the St. Steele Harbor north of Watch City. When the battle on land begins, this fleet The fleet will also launch an attack on its own targets. As long as it can successfully control these important northern ports, the coalition will have the ability to import more troops into the hinterland of the Kingdom of St. Steele.

On a ship of the Legal Committee, Meyer stood quietly by the window. He saw that the pier in Merlinlehe was crowded with people. They were all local residents, including many refugees who had fled here.

They were shouting, waving, waving banners and flags, or kneeling on the cold ground to pray.

Sally came to the cabin holding the documents she had just sorted. She whispered to Meyer: "Teacher, I saw many mages from the Legal Committee crying..."

"Yeah, I saw it too."

Meyer responded. He picked up his water glass, took a sip of the hot tea in it, and asked casually: "Sally, what do you think is the reason why they cry?"

"It's definitely not because of fear... They are actually very brave and strong, so I think it should be related to these residents, right? Because there are their families inside?"

"Not exactly accurate."

Meyer smiled and put down his cup. He pointed out the window: "Here, come and see what is written on those banners..."

So Sally came over curiously. She squinted and looked in the direction of the dock, and then read out the words: "May Van En's warriors win, and may our relatives return."

"It's not because their relatives are seeing them off, but those who are seeing them off give them the title of relatives."

Meyer said with emotion: "I think these mages who have been living in Merlinle and the inner city in the past have probably never thought that one day they would get such a title from ordinary people who should only fear themselves. ?”

Listening to her teacher's words, Sally stared blankly at the dock in the distance.

She remembered that when she set off with the team, the refugees from Salem City who were resettled in the Principality of Bult also looked like this.

The ship trembled for a moment, and then the loud whistle sounded high into the sky along with the magic steam. This was the signal for the fleet to set off, and it was also the signal that Van En sent to the black sun again after crossing a long time scale. A declaration of war.

On the distant sea surface, a large area of ​​psychedelic colors floating with the current gently trembled twice. They ended their observation and sank silently into the depths of the ocean.