Chapter 557 214. Personal Heroism
“We are here.”
Annan and Dean stood at the border of Dimon Kingdom, with barren hills in the distance.
“Where is this?”
“Dark forest.”
The devastated land has long since lost its natural breath, and a deathly silence lingers in the sunset. Annan still remembers the moon elves he met in the dark forest, and wonders if they have moved away.
"Take a day off and rush into the old capital tomorrow with all your strength."
Annan said, and he and the dean came to the deserted town and opened the portal for the last time today.
The expeditionary force of nearly 6,000 people is here to repair. Annan told them that starting from tomorrow, they will take the initiative to cause trouble for the rat people and demons.
Mira Dia brought the information of the three thousand people. Two-thirds are professionals, and one-third are homeless and hateful people.
104 elites, two masters... these are the professionals that the Free Expeditionary Force accepted in just one day.
If we stay on the border for a few more days, more people will join the expeditionary force. But frankly speaking, if he didn't need meditation to restore his magic power, Annan would have wanted to run to the old capital at night.
The mayor's mansion.
Annan fell asleep after meditation. But what emerged this time was not the familiar shadow, but the increasingly heavy body and the sudden appearance of light.
Annan was taken into the Holy Temple Council.
The priority of the Holy Temple Council is actually higher than the Curse of the Demon King... This is probably good news.
This meeting of the Thirteen Supreme Kings was actually because of the Freedom Expeditionary Force. Annan quietly puffed up his chest.
Some monarchs and lords proposed to support them, but some thought that the rat tide and the demon tide were endless. If one rat elder was killed, a hundred rat elders would jump out tomorrow. This kind of battle is for the sake of fighting. The existence of the expeditionary force is meaningless...
The smoke bombs spread worked. Except for the ancestors, Oulin and a few people, no one knew Annan's true purpose.
Annan's seat was further away from the periphery, so that Khamis VI, who was staying in the penultimate lap, could no longer whisper to him.
"My envoys should arrive in two months. The name they mentioned sounds like yours..."
"That's me."
Khamis VI showed a funny expression of shock.
The Holy Temple Council ended, and the final result was that the Thirteen High Kings encouraged all monarchs to regain their old lands, and the regained territories would also belong to them.
This seemed to be a very important decision, which made many monarchs breathe heavily, but Annan didn't pay much attention.
It is enough for him to govern the Free City well. The scenery there is beautiful, there are no foreign enemies, and there is tranquility...
When I woke up from the sacred temple, the white color of fish belly had already appeared on the horizon.
On a new day, Annan asked Magic Mirror: "Mirror, Mirror, is Princess Sails okay now?"
"Very bad."
The magic mirror's answer remained unchanged.
Annan walked out of the bedroom. Dean Blehim was sitting in the living room, flipping through the mayor's collection of books.
"Good morning, Dean."
"Hello, Mr. Annan."
Dean Blehim was the key to Annan's raid. As the dean of Solz Magic Academy and Lilith's teacher, he did not reject Annan and became more and more entangled with Liberty City.
Mr. Shivaro will not refuse, but he does not mind making Annan suffer some more in the process of helping...
Annan came to the window, and the expeditionary troops woke up one after another. Some thieves plundered the town out of professional habit.
Annan is very optimistic about the next action: the main force of the rat people and demons is in the Black Iron Mountains near the Violet Old Land, and there will not be too many troops in the hinterland.
"Maybe we don't encounter any resistance, and we can go back to Xingyue Bay to have a look." "Lord Annan."
At this time, a The elite ranger walked in, his expression ugly. "You should come to the border and take a look..."
Annan's good mood in the early morning gradually faded.
Ten minutes later, Annan, Dean, Mira Dia and the rangers came to the low wall on the border and saw the endless rat tide in the distance like a black carpet, spreading over the land.
Among them are a large number of elite ratmen and ratman priests holding bone staffs.
The scale of this rat tide will only be larger than the rat tide that once attacked Xingyue Bay.
"Why are there so many in the hinterland? What do they live on..." Annan frowned and whispered.
"Companion."
A ranger's eyes were filled with hatred.
"Change the plan." Annan's black eyes reflected the black wave in the distance.
In the final analysis, the United Expeditionary Force was too disappointing.
If the expeditionary force persists in the old land for a month, then they will be joined by some mercenaries and homeless people.
If the expeditionary force persists in the old land for two months, mercenaries, believers, and border soldiers will appear on the battlefield.
If the expeditionary force persists in the old land for three months, then the Kingdom of Dimon, the Empire of Tatooine, the Principality of Montabulok, and the nobles who have lost their homeland will join the war.
If the expeditionary force persists in the old land for four months, all the attention of the rat people and demons will be attracted to them, and they will gather crazily towards the south.
If the expeditionary force recaptures the Elven Pass or the Black Iron Mountains, assistance from all races will emerge from the soil and form knots on the trees.
It is a pity that they did not persevere from the beginning and have been in a state of defeat and exhaustion, leaving no hope.
There was no sparkle or hero in the entire expedition, and the story was heartwarming, as if it was just to tell everyone, "We tried our best."
Back in the town, Annan asked the ranger to tell the expeditionary force what he had discovered.
"What can you do?" Mira Dia asked.
“These rat tides are coming towards the Kingdom of Dimon.” Annan said, and asked Mira Dia to send rangers to the gathering place in the east to cooperate with them, and asked the lord to send troops to resist with the expeditionary force. . Then retreat to the south. "
"You want them to be used as bait? ”
"It's not a bait, it's to lure away the rat people. Then we sneak to the old royal capital."
The initial plan is for Annan and the dean to set off alone. He also wanted to take the bard with him and ask him what he was good at.
The bard touched the lute with his fingertips: "I can keep the rat people in a happy mood to eat."
"I mean us."
" Being eaten keeps us entertained ”
The bard is of no use at all.
Kicking him into the expeditionary force, Annan allowed everyone to make fire and cook.
There is no point in hiding your existence at this time, and you can also use this to attract more attention from the rat tide.
Annan found Fermi and Losi and told them that the next task of the expeditionary force was to distract the rat people and lead the rat tide south. They must not be surrounded by the rat tide.
This is how the United Expeditionary Force lost. They gathered countless elites, masters, and epics, but because of their rashness, they were surrounded by a tide of rats and demons, and were eaten away bit by bit.
If the epic mage hadn't finally broken through the confinement and opened the portal, there would have been no survivors in the expeditionary force.
(End of this chapter)