The marching plan to deport the army to support Duan Sun Canyon, including the deployment and deployment of personnel at all levels.

It was done almost within two days.

In addition to the troops assigned, the nobles or knights who participated in this support plan brought a lot of private soldiers to the fore.

After all, I spent a lot of money to raise these knights for so long, isn’t it just to let them follow them and protect themselves from their own safety?

Therefore, we originally planned to allocate 3,000 people to support Duan Sun Canyon. When we gathered at the gate of Mitsuki Spring Oasis, we had already transported the logistics and private troops, as well as the food, and had already reached 2,000.

In this way, the troops of more than 5,000 people were draped in the sky, and with the praise of the Queen of Oasis, they headed towards the Duanri Canyon on the east.

If we follow the constant march speed during the day and night, then this army will probably arrive at the majestic pass standing among the mountains on the evening of the seventh day.

The influence of the werewolves is getting wider and wider. No businessman in the outside world dares to risk meeting the werewolves and bring goods to this yellow sand realm. The spices and fruits accumulated by many nobles in their hands also disappear with time.

Therefore, even if the werewolf did not attack the city, it is probably because of the continuous shrinking of property and the continuous increase of artificial expenditures, some merchants or nobles have already planned a plan to defeat the group of werewolfs.

If it is in the Io World, someone probably has already begun to hire a few dragons to help, or hire a well-known adventure team.

But at present, the riots of the werewolf are at best just a microcosm of the Apoll world, and they appear in the Tuding Desert, and there are not many people paying attention to them at all. It is definitely too late to get timely feedback from those humans.

After all, there are still people who fantasize that the werewolf will collapse on their own. It was not until the army was at the city that they broke all the hopes of some people.

So for now, the situation in the desert is very serious and the war has begun.

For most soldiers on this trip, the future is full of confusion, or the future is uncertain, and life and death are unpredictable.

The city-state oasis guards each other. Although the overall strength is much greater than that of the zombies, due to the lack of a community, there is no strong monarch who commands the entire territory.

No one would easily get all his trump cards for this battle. Even Laris had just drawn part of the Sand Five Army, far from reaching the level of injury.

Therefore, this led to insufficient confidence in their own right. Looking at it, the morale in the entire marching army was slightly lower than the third day. The soldiers also expressed their recreation that they were probably favored by the lady of bad luck, and then they came to this army in unlucky manner.

However, such remarks were quickly reported to the commander by the patrol sergeants, and the atmosphere soon collapsed with passionate return promises and optimistic about the battle in Duan Sun Canyon.

Most soldiers still don’t know enough about Duanri City.

In the commander's powerful words.

The city of Duan Sun is depicted as a city that never falls.

At least this is true in front of the zombies. The height of the city wall is far beyond the limit that the zombies can jump, and the rock walls on both sides are extremely smooth.

If you want to climb over the mountain, it is a dream, unless the werewolves have more wings and they will be almost the same as flying over.

If the dead Roth were here, he would probably guess why his Ranger Captain saw the traces of the werewolf in the mountains east of the barren place.

I'm afraid the werewolves also wanted to bypass Duan Sun City there and enter the desert surrounded by mountains.

However, judging from the dangers of the gnolls encountered by the barren are just squads of gnolls, which are not a climatic gang, it is obvious that their temptation has failed.

Otherwise, half a year later, they will appear not outside the Duan Sun Canyon, but roll down the towering slopes of the mountains, rushing out from the foothills full of dead branches and swamps, and showing their claws and teeth to the people of the barren places...

Fortunately, these soldiers accepted this remark, and the dispersed morale finally brought back.

"Thank you this time, Lord Reinharman! Your knowledge of the Canyon of Duan Sun has helped me a lot! Otherwise, I really don't know how to persuade the group of soldiers who were discouraged before they even started! If it weren't for the fear of delaying His Majesty's plan, I would have to throw these soldiers into the sun for a few hours, so that the scorching sun would punish him!"

The brisk cry of horses came from outside the window of the noble carriage, accompanied by the respectful voice of the commander Littoman, and of course the rude and insult of the soldiers. Obviously, although the soldiers who mobilized were elite, they were not under his control.

The curtains were gently lifted up, revealing the old man's wrinkled face. He had already looked a little tired and waved his hand.

"No need to thank you, the boy from the Anruola family, we are all serving the Queen! These are just my duty."

Although Littoman Anjola is the commander of this 5,000-man army, he has a majesty and dignity, but he certainly has no existence in front of the old man Reinharman.

Besides, Reinharman just gave him some advice to resolve the morale of the army, and after the matter was over, he always had to say a few thanks.

So when he heard Reinharman's words, he also said respectfully as before.

"I am really grateful to Her Majesty the Queen for sending you here, otherwise I really don't know what I should do, and I am extremely grateful to Mitsuki Spring for its fountain water, which is it that has nurtured and raised a hero like you!"

"I have also heard about Rhinelock. Lord Reinharman, please rest assured. If you are gone... Well, that's not what I mean. I mean if you die in battle... it's not right..."

Littoman was a little speechless, and found that what he wanted to relax was a little distorted, as if he was cursing Reinharman to die, just as cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

The rescue is here.

The temporary camp of the soldiers in front had a dispute over the argument. Logically speaking, he had no need to take care of it and was responsible for supervising the matter. However, this was an excellent opportunity to escape, so he immediately retreated and immediately rode a horse towards the camp where the friction occurred.

At this moment, Littoman was extremely grateful to the two quarreling soldiers.

"When you arrive, give me less whips!" He thought of this in his heart, and after Reinharman nodded, he left like a flying one.

Reinharman's face did not show any embarrassment, and he was not angry when he heard what Littoman said. However, looking at Littoman's back as he left, his thin fingers unconsciously stroked the long stool under his butt.

Or a tin box that is more than three meters long and more than two meters wide.

This was specially asked someone to customize it on his own carriage, which was tightly surrounded and airtight.

The inconspicuous side of the iron box is also engraved with complex inscriptions, and a crystal luster is flowing.

If there is a master who is proficient in inscriptions, you will find that the function of these inscriptions is to block sound, isolate odor and create air, so that the box can form a small space without anyone knowing it.

Generally speaking, only these runes can be used if the summoner or ranger hides his magic pets, animal companions, or transports slaves in the city.

However, the old man's attention was not at all on the box under his butt, but was immersed in the heat coming from the camp near the aristocratic carriage.

"Pastor Adele, you are here, may the fire of today be endless!"

"Well, I'm here, may the light of gifts be taken care of by you."

"Everyone is quiet and listen to our respected Pastor Adele explaining to us the story of the God of Gift! Quiet!" The powerful shouts calmed the boiling sound in the air, leaving only the girl's melodious praise in the air.

"It is said that before the Lord of Gift became God, the great He was born in the shadow. He could speak in one day of his birth. Not only did he conquered his subordinates, but he also defeated several small tribes head-on. When he met monsters in the wild dragons, he could only run away, or seek mother's protection, the great He had already obtained the first territory and gained the first wealth..."

The girl's tone was neither slow nor anxious, making it easy for onlookers to immerse themselves in the stories she woven.

In this era of poor knowledge, the expensive parchment made most people eliminate the ability to read and write.

After all, besides the nobles, who can support the expensive professors and books?

The old man just listened for a short time, then put down the curtains, leaned thoughtfully against the wall of the carriage, and then began a new round of closing his eyes and resting.

For some reason, looking at the golden-eyed girl wearing a loose priest's robe who could vaguely see the exquisite armor under her robe, he always felt a sense of snooping at him.

But no matter how he looked for it, he did not find any suspected look at him except for a lazy cat on the priest's shoulder.

The priest's black cat just glanced at him slightly, then turned his head contemptuously, smelled the faint fragrance from the girl's neck, and curled up slowly, like a ball of black hair.

If it is a monitor, it would be too unqualified!

Reinharman shook his head and threw this thought behind his head. At this time, his hand unconsciously scratched the "stool" under the seat. Although he didn't know what was inside now, his subconscious mind made him feel that this was a very important thing and he had to wait until he arrived at the Duan Sun Canyon before he could open it.

So Reinharman did not tell anyone, and silently followed his inner instructions, and decided to wait until he could open it after arriving in the mountains.

However, even though the crackling sound of the bonfire wood burning and the soft tone of the girl's priest still came to Rheinhaman from time to time, even through a thin layer of curtains for sand and dust.

Aging, he turned his lower body to give himself a comfortable position to lean against the cashmere cushion.

Reinharman smiled when he felt the foreign sounds blocked by the wool in his ears.

"This is much better! I hate charlatans the most!"

He thought slowly as if he was sleeping.

...

"Damn it! Why, why!"

A decadent werewolf pressed against the yellow-brown forehead above his head and kept knocking, but did not make a sound. It seemed as if it was swallowed by nothingness, and there was no movement at all.

Moreover, the claustrophobic space made Rhinelock turn around and it was difficult to turn over. The narrow iron sheet was like a coffin, sealing all his shouts and struggles inside.

However, he was better, or unfortunately, compared to the dead people buried in the loess.

After all, although he cannot make sounds in the long box now, he can also hear sounds outside.

Over the past few days, Rhinelock's posture has been fighting for help from the beginning, trying to do everything, trying to use the sound to make people discover that there is a werewolf in the carriage, but its fantasy was soon broken by the situation where no one responded.

Yes, his father, so wise, how could he forget to add a little restriction to his dear son?

All his actions were obviously within his calculations, and he could not escape. He was destined to follow the army to the place where the gnolls gathered.

Although he couldn't hear it clearly, one thing was obvious, that is, the father of the Jenoch-honored believer, Reinharman also had to participate in the front against the gnolls.

With this information, it is enough to judge that his situation will inevitably be uneasy.

This army of more than 5,000 people is likely to be destroyed on the battlefield. Whenever I think of this, regret flashes through Rhinelock's mind.

If...if, he discovered it earlier, and was more hidden.

Will the ending be different today?

Unfortunately, the goddess who controls magic and time will not favor him, giving him a chance to do it again, and self-pity can only aggravate his inner anger.

But he has nothing to do now.

Except for the girl who also listened to the suspected priest preaching outside.

Lord of Gift! Lord of Molten Fire!

These two names made Rhinelock's mind full of... After all, before he entered the basement and was caught by his father, Mitsuki Izumi didn't even have a shadow of this church.

Why did he disappear for less than a year? An emerging church was swaggering in preaching among the soldiers, and looked very popular.
To be continued...