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The appearance of the Darkin army was blatant, and while they were frantically massacring the desert bandits, a confidential letter appeared on the table of the Inquisition.

"Sure enough, it appeared in the Western Desert." Kassandra looked at the letter and said to Inquisitor Raviland: "There are three armies nearby, one of which is led by Count Julian. If you react quickly, you should be able to

Snipe the darkspawn."

"No, the western desert is hot and dry. Going deep into the desert will inevitably lead to fatigue and reduced combat effectiveness of the army. However, the dark descendants are not afraid of the heat and heat. It would be detrimental to us to start a war there." Cullen did not seem to agree with taking the initiative to attack the desert, and instead suggested: "We should

Build fortifications on the edge of the desert, mobilize reinforcements from other parts of the empire to strengthen the army, and launch an attack when the darkin come out of the desert."

"However, the Western Desert is too big. We simply cannot surround the entire desert. What if the dark descendants bypass the defense line?" Ravellan asked.

"Although the Darklings are tough, they still need to eat to replenish themselves. According to the pattern of the previous dry tides, they will attack nearby towns to eat people as soon as possible, so we only need to divide the army into corps and defend the towns near the desert.

Forming a blockade chain, no matter which direction they attack, military forces from other directions can immediately gather for defense." Cullen explained.

As a military commander, he has studied the five dry tides in history and knows the darkin's marching habits well.

"Okay, let's do it like this." Although Ravellan is young, he is now a judge and has shown the decisiveness he deserves.

While everyone shared the information with the Ole Empire, they led their troops towards the west.

On the way, the dwarf novelist Warikla saw Leliana's solemn expression and comforted her: "Aidan is a legendary hero, and judging from his state that day, he did not become a simple dark descendant. Maybe there is something in it.

There is something hidden that we don’t know about.”

Leliana nodded, looked at Varrick with soft eyes and said, "It doesn't matter. Aidan in the past is dead, and now he is just a darkin with his memory."

She is a master spy. She had an encounter with Varrick before when she was investigating the defenders of Kirkwall, and she knew his background very well. She knew that he was a good dwarf, smart, loyal, and just.

He is very generous and is Defender Hawk's closest comrade.

Now Varrick is telling her this just to comfort her and let her maintain a little hope despite being hostile to Aidan.】

In many cases, hope is the most important thing that supports a person going forward.

Seeing that Varrick wanted to say something more, Leliana interrupted him and said, "I just thought again. Based on what I know about Aidan, the darkin's current behavior is not in line with his style."

"You mean?" Varrick frowned.

"Yes, I think if the dark descendants are really commanded by Aidan, it will probably not develop as Cullen analyzed." Leliana said slowly.

He had fought side by side with Aidan and knew Aidan's style of conduct very well.

This legendary strongman likes lightning offensives with lightning speed, but now that the dark descendants have appeared, they just cannibalize the surrounding bandits and return to the small desert town. This is not Aidan's style at all.

However, Leliana didn't bring it up in the meeting because she couldn't guess Aidan's next move, and there was nothing wrong with Cullen's tactics, so it was better to collect intelligence first.

Intelligence is the most important thing in a war, and often an important piece of information can determine the direction of the war.

While the Tribunal was marching, Ole's army had already gathered in several large cities around the desert.

Count Julian decided to use the tactics suggested by the Inquisition, forming a military chain when mobilizing troops, and providing ready support from everywhere.

Soon, when the Ole army exceeded 80,000 people gathered outside the desert, the dark descendants finally began to march.

But what surprised everyone was that the target of the Darkin's advance was actually the Western Fortress.

The Western Fortress is adjacent to the desert and close to the Sublime Plains. It is sparsely populated and has several long-abandoned military bases.

The reason why it was abandoned is that it has been occupied by a large number of ghosts, resentful spirits and other spiritual creatures that cannot return to the shadow world all year round.

After death of humans and elves, due to certain special circumstances, their spirit bodies will not integrate into the shadow world, but will stay in the real world and become ghosts.

The power of ghosts is far inferior to that of demons, but there are no human cities here, so few people come to make great efforts to solve the problem of resentful souls.

Over the years, there have been more and more ghosts and resentments here.

The Ole Empire did not station troops here this time. One reason is that the place is surrounded by ghosts and the commanders do not want to come. The other reason is because there are few people here. The dark descendants cannot find anyone to eat here. I never thought that the dark descendants would

March this way.

Now that he learned about the movements of the dark descendants, Ole Commander Count Julian panicked.

If troops were sent, the troops near the western fortress would be dispersed, and they would send food in the past. But if no troops were sent, once the dark descendants passed through there, they would immediately drive straight into the hinterland of Ole.

The Inquisition received the news, and although they were shocked by the Darkin army's choice, they still advocated sending troops to stop it.

The reason is also very simple. If the darklings break into the western fortress through the desert, no matter whether they will conflict with the entrenched ghosts or not, their combat effectiveness will inevitably be reduced due to the long journey and hunger.

Even if all the human vanguard troops are lost, as long as they buy time for the army behind them, they will have a chance to block the darklings in the northwest fortress and desert.

But if nothing is done to stop them, once the dark descendants break through and massacre civilians, their combat power will be restored after eating people, and the losses will be even greater.

When the time comes for the Dark Ones to divide their forces and attack, the surrounding towns will be unable to defend themselves.

The situation became clear, and the two regiments closest to the western fortress moved past.

As soon as they arrived at the northwest fortress, the two Orai regiments were frightened by the terrifying formation of the Darkin. The Darkin army actually chopped up the desert bandits and carried them with them as marching rations, avoiding the observation of distant scouts. At this time, they faced

The one that is right is not the darkling in the hungry state at all, but the monster in the full state.

Seeing the ferocious appearance of the dark descendants gnawing on human stumps one by one, although the two legions had already made up their minds to die, they were still frightened to death.

Many young soldiers were frightened and cried bitterly on the spot.

The result was obvious. The two legions totaled less than 10,000 people, but they lost their lives in the face of more than 50,000 Darkin troops.

After the Darkin killed the two Ole regiments with very few casualties, they did not enter the hinterland of the empire. Instead, they sent their troops to face Count Julian's army that had gathered in the south.

When Count Julian saw the dark descendants like a black torrent from a distance, his legs were trembling, feeling that he could not hold up his exquisite armor.

Especially in front of the Darkin army formation, there were also driving some human soldiers whose arms had been cut off and who could barely maintain their ability to move.