Vol 3 Chapter 69: Traces of "missing" (Part 1)

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Drifting white snow, bottomless icy cracks, soaring mountain peaks, and cliffs narrow enough to pass only two or three people at the same time-these are the only sights east of the Valley of Blood.
The screaming winds and the icy frost covered almost the entire sky, and the snow in the sky foreshadowed that the dead winter had fallen on the Boundary Mountain.
The coldest severe winter has already begun.
For the Imperial Corps, the most difficult problem of fighting north of the Boundary Mountain is never the supply and logistics, nor the insufficient supply of troops, but when the first largest snowstorm begins, the entire north will fall into Ice cave hell!
Not to mention the dispatch of an army in such severe cold, even a small number of elite rangers are difficult to move; so that every winter, the Boundary Mountain Fortress has to shrink its strength, so that there is no non-combat downsizing. .
Not to mention that in the east of Blood Skull Valley, that is no longer a place where living life can survive-even the werewolves and minotaurs living on the ice field and the rest of the monster community, choose to go south every winter.
In particular, the icefield wolves cross the Boundary Mountain almost every year, looting and sweeping in the north of the Prince of Sackland, razing villages or simple fortresses exposed to the wilderness, and slaughtering unarmed farmers.
Of course, more often than not they waited for them to start looting, they would first be hunted down and chased by the Rangers Mountain Fortress, most of them would be wiped out, and only a few would be able to escape back to the north; Go south again and plunder.
The destruction of endless monsters and the icefield werewolf that kills not only are always the troubles of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain.
But right now, in the east of this ice cave's hell-like blood skeleton valley, there is a large "thousands" of "legions" marching along the narrow road of the mountain!
From a distance, it looks like a gray river flows slowly. The endless sound makes the ice walls and snow on both sides of the mountain tremble.
And at the end of the horizon out of sight, more "streams" are gradually coming in-no noise, no conversation, only the stiffness and slowness of the roaring wind, like the torrent of rolling, The sound of endless steps.
This deadly torrent, so "silently" along the north wind whizzing along the snowy mountains, slowly moving towards the east of the Valley of Blood Skeletons.
A loud roar echoed over the snow-capped mountains. A black feather eagle hovered down from the sky in the snowstorm, and stood firmly on the shoulder of the black-haired wizard.
The dignified Loren lay down on the edge of the cliff and looked down. In the view, not only the mountains, but also the narrow cliffs were all arranged in a neat formation of carrion demons, marching in a row !
Isaac, who was lying beside him, almost stretched his head out, staring at this sight that he had never seen before; the expression of Lusien on the side was even more ugly, and he was clenching his teeth all the way, dark blue The colored eyes filled with the words "impossible" in the next pair of eyes.
"Holy Cross's grandmother's ..." Isaac, who got up after a lot of effort, swallowed hard: "I ... I said, how many monsters are there?"
"do not know."
The gray pupil bit his lower lip, and the right hand with the sword grip around his waist kept shaking: "Even if it is calculated according to the least number, I am afraid ... it will not be less than 10,000!"
"Ten thousand?" Isaac breathed a sigh of relief: "I remember all the defenders at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain ... Almost 10,000?"
Lusien nodded heavily and nodded.
Although Lussien guessed that the invasion might be true when the carrion monster appeared, it was shocking only to see it with your own eyes!
"Lord Loren!"
The gray pupil "cracked!" Pressed on the shoulder of the dark-haired wizard and looked at him seriously: "I know I have sworn, and it is no longer the guard of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain-but this information is true It ’s very important that we must return immediately to convey this matter to His Royal Highness Crown Prince Connold! "
Hesitating for a moment, the dark-haired wizard shook his head calmly: "Not now."
"Not now ?! Do you know the Boundary Mountain Fortress ..."
"I know that the strength of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain is probably not enough to resist a northern monster invasion!" Loren interrupted Lucien and sighed.
"From the moment the search team was killed and the outpost was destroyed, His Royal Highness Connaught noticed that the invasion was approaching, and it was probably beyond our imagination-but the problem was that he did not have enough evidence to prove this, and It ’s unclear what happened to Blood Skull Valley. "
Lucien couldn't help but stunned.
"What ’s more, even if we go back now it wo n’t help-first, no one will believe us three; secondly, if we really say so, tell them that a monster army is going east, I am afraid it will have a counter-effect. ! "
Gray pupil frowned slightly, apparently understood.
Even if they really believe in themselves, I am afraid most people will think that the goal of this army of monsters is not an empire, but somewhere else, and the final result is absolutely unimaginable ...
Aside, Loren gave him a meaningful look, and there was a trace of worry in his pupils.
Now it seems that the Prince Sacran may have expected that this invasion is likely to be different from any previous one, so he will let Brandon go north to find clues.
More importantly, if Brandon died in the north, there was no reason for the invasion of Connold by monsters, and there was sufficient reason to "revenge", and to gather the power of the entire Sacrament Empire to launch a magnificent "expedition."
If in the end Brandon is hard enough and finds clues, Prince Sackland, who is the commander of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, can also have enough reasons to concentrate the power of the entire empire in his hands.
In other words, regardless of the outcome, it was an absolutely favorable ending for Connold de Salleone – whether Brandon or even the entire team going north could come back alive, it did n’t matter to him from the beginning.
There is nothing to lose for what he has gained, and this is simply a "sale" that makes no money!
"Wait, if that's the case ... it just doesn't make sense!"
Isaac frowned abruptly, "cutting in" and said: "I have seen the record of the wizard tower. From the first generation of the empire to the present, there have been nine monster invasions-of course, this should be the tenth time . "
"Nine invasions, all happened without exception near Blood Skeleton Valley and Jiejie Mountain, and before the start of the severe winter-if the same as before, this group of large popsicles should have gone to attack Jiejie Mountain Fortress! "
"What do you mean?" Gray pupil reflected alertly.
"Isaac means that this" invasion "is different from any previous one-if the monsters in the north have really completed the assembly, they should have launched to the Boundary Mountain Fortress before the severe winter. Invasion! "Loren answered the words:
"As a result of this, in addition to gaining more preparation time for the Jiejie Mountain Fortress and making the fortress more difficult to eat, there is simply no advantage for them!"
Feeling the bitter cold of the north wind, the dark-haired wizard with a dignified face clenched his palms slightly.
That ’s right ~ EbookFREE.me ~ If their goal is really the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, they and Brandon do n’t need to do anything at all, because the monsters who have n’t marched to the south until now can no longer be easily captured Fortress.
But what if their goal is not the Fortress Boundary?
What if, from the beginning, a certain apostle of an evil who assembled this army of monsters actually had other plans?
"Lucien, I have a question."
"Please say." The gray-eyed boy didn't dare to neglect the dark expression of the dark-haired wizard.
"I need you to judge." Loren slowly raised his right hand and pointed to the end of the monster army. "According to the 'marching route' of those carrion monsters, where are their most likely destinations?" "
"Most likely ... the destination?" Lucien stunned slightly, sinking into contemplation; the next second, the silver-gray pupils kept shrinking in fear:
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