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The "Women of Wisdom" appeared in the camp of Francois's Second Army. They skillfully brewed herbs and took out ointments to apply on the bodies of the sick.

The sick Breton soldiers expressed that they felt much better.

But this group of people was also frightened by these three "wise women".

These wise women are also witches who master magic, but what they master is different from ice magic, but a kind of magic similar to shamans. By praying to the oldest "Old God", they obtained the ability to avoid chaos.

The ability to master a small amount of magic while corrupted.

Of course, there is a price to pay. Wise girls cannot be completely immune to the corruption of Chaos. They pay the price with their youth and appearance. As long as every wise girl sets foot on this path, it will not take a few days to

Turning into an old, ugly and weak old woman will make Chaos not interested in them.

For example, this wise woman is stewing medicine for a soldier. Her wrinkled skin is set off by strands of rotten white hair, her mouth is full of black teeth, her limbs are withered and twisted like branches, and the corners of her eyes are densely packed with wrinkles.

Most of the middle eyes were white, and the eyeballs were scarlet, which scared the Brittanian soldier to the point of shaking.

"Drink it, drink it, drink this, and you won't feel uncomfortable." The wise girl's withered hands like branches held a bowl of bubbling medicine. The bowl exuded a foul smell and a strange purple color.

bright light.

The sick knight's face turned green. He took the bowl and looked at it for a long time, but he really couldn't drink it.

"Drink, this is your destiny." The wise girl smiled endlessly. She opened her mouth, and strong bad breath emerged from the black teeth in her mouth: "In our land, you outsiders must know how to respect

Only by respecting the earth can you survive here, hehehehe~"

In the end, the knight could only curse inwardly, ma'am. He gritted his teeth, pinched his nose, picked up the bowl, and drank the whole potion. What surprised him was that not only was the potion not bitter when it entered his mouth, but it was also

There is also a licorice scent.

After taking a bowl of medicine, my body couldn't help but feel much better, and even my body temperature dropped.

Similarly, on the other side, a group of Kislev Ksar warriors were devouring plump chicken and delicious soft barley bread. In front of them was a large pot with corn and vegetable soup boiling in it.

Now this group of people was starving. François managed to get some from the army rations to provide to these Mrs. Keesler. In order to avoid the search and plunder of the Chaos army, this group of people had been hiding for two or three months.

In the camp deep in the forest, we lived by eating dry food and drinking ice and snow water. We rarely dared to light a fire. Occasionally we were lucky enough to catch some game.

Francois asked Vladimir: "Oh my God, I can't imagine how you managed to hide."

"The Chaos army did not search carefully. They just passed by most of the time." Vladimir was riding on the giant bear. This Esun priest was very strong. He said calmly but full of bone-deep hatred: "We understand now.

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Francois nodded lightly after hearing this. His father-in-law knew that Motkin hated the Osts to the core, but had no feelings for Mrs. Kisler. The Chaos army ran over the entire Kislev Kingdom and

They spent too much time burning, killing and looting while Motkin kept urging the army to advance. In fact, many Kislev refugees should have taken the opportunity to hide deep in the forests and mountains and survived.

At first, this group of people actually had no intention of leaving their hidden camp.

Especially this one named Vladimir, his attitude is very tough. He believes that Mrs. Keesler does not need anyone's help, and he will lead Mrs. Keesler back to her homeland.

Francois initially thought that the young priest Esun, who was only in his thirties, was joking at him.

But after seeing the troops assembled by this man, Francois quickly realized that the opponent was not simple.

This Esun priest named Vladimir has established a military organization in the forest. This military organization is composed of these people: veterans, Ugor tribesmen, Kislev southern mountain people and forest hunter organizations.

Brother Urson, the bear god, a handful of Krim guards and a small group of Ksar warriors.

Under the call of the Esun priest, the leaders and tribal elders in several nearby camps gradually united to form a camp to protect themselves, and gradually unified under the command of this guy. He already had several

Hundreds of soldiers.

To put it simply, what this priest Esun means is: We appreciate your kindness, thank you, but we don’t need it, we can regain our homeland by ourselves.

However, the cunning Francois asked two questions very simply.

Well said, then how many years do you plan to regain the entire territory of Kislev? Also, you are letting the armies disperse to solve the food problem separately. What will happen when you become bigger?

Then, Francois continued: "You don't have to come out now. You can hide in your cozy little nest and enjoy the rare tranquility and freedom. And we Brittanians will fight to regain Kislev."

territory and fight to drive Chaos from the Old World."

"When the time comes, when others ask about you, how will you answer?"

"What were you doing when Motkin's army swept through Kislev? You were hiding in the forest."

"When the Imperial and Brittanian armies defeated the Chaos army in Wolfenburg and forced the Chaos Eternal Chosen to commit suicide, what were you people doing? You were hiding in the forest."

"When the Brittanian knights started the Northern Expedition, intending to help Mrs. Keesler regain their homeland and drive away the evil, what were you doing? You were still hiding in the forest."

"When our army enters Erengrad..." At this point, Vladimir's face was already livid: "That's enough, you don't need to say any more, I just need to ask you, Brittanians

Are you really going to help us rebuild our country?"

"I swear in the name of my lady, this is what we really plan to do. Even though our strength is limited, at least we plan to regain Erengrad. As for other things, we will talk about it later."

The Esun priest immediately decided to send troops.

With the help of local residents, Francois's Second Army finally recovered to a great extent. His army immediately found a better camping location under the guidance of the hunters. At the same time, the paths in the forest

and shortcuts were provided to the Brittanians, which made the originally troublesome logistics and transportation smoother, and local medicines and native methods also helped the sick in the army.

Similarly, the logistics and equipment brought by the Brittanian army were also provided in small quantities to this group of Kisler ladies. Vladimir obtained a batch of weapons and equipment as he wished, and the two sides quickly established a relationship in mutual need.

A friendship was established.

Just when Francois took a breath and prepared to move his camp, the Kislev hunter who was familiar with this forest brought the most precious news - an army of chaos was heading towards the interior of the forest.

.

Something happened to the patrol! Francois immediately judged that the Duke immediately ordered the entire Quinaris Champion Knight Brotherhood to gather together to discuss how to deal with this incoming Chaos army.

The natives of Kislev also hated Chaos madly. Vladimir thought over and over again and decided to join Francois' army.

At this time, the Chaos Vanguard Army was only less than twenty kilometers away from Francois' camp.

One day later, Winne, the barbarian chief and champion warrior from Norsca, led a Norse war group to approach Francois's camp first, while other Chaos war groups and war gangs were closest to here.

A distance of five kilometers.

Now Hal, the Eye of Eternity, the chosen god of Tzeentch, has overestimated his commanding ability and prestige. Without Motkin, he had to spend a lot of energy to gather an army of more than 13,000 people, and

They just gathered together. When the Chaos Champions and Barbarian Chiefs learned the location of Francois' camp, not many people were willing to listen to the command of Hal-Eternal Eye. They were chaotic, disorderly, and competing.

Speed, rushing into the forest.

Chief Winne and his war group were already tired, hungry and thirsty after the rapid march. Yes, the Chaos Warriors and those Chaos Demons theoretically do not need logistics, but some barbarians still desire and need delicious food and sweets.

The mellow wine will make the barbarians happy.

Chief Winnet soon arrived in front of Francois' camp, and groups of Norscan raiders, led by a few Chaos Warriors, excitedly banged on the camp gate.

It seems that all the cowardly Southerners have escaped! The camp is full of supplies left behind by them, and what makes everyone even more excited is that they found wine in many places!

Wine! Good wine brewed by cowardly southerners! Wow~

You are right to rush over!

The barbarian war group immediately relaxed their vigilance, and they began to grab all kinds of supplies. Each barbarian frantically loaded things on themselves, and the most elite barbarian champion warriors began to drink wine. Britta

Many of Niya's red wines froze under the ice and snow. Chief Wenne even broke open the glass bottles with his own hands and licked the frozen wine crazily with his tongue.

Now, these barbarians are like wild beasts that have lost their minds.

The hunter became the prey.

More crazy beasts followed. In the forest, from all directions, the Brittanian army and a small number of Mrs. Keesler appeared with endless anger.

Francois himself rode his beloved Pegasus. The Duke descended from the sky and announced the judgment from the Fairy of the Lake. The Norsca chief was in a hurry and subconsciously picked up a spear from his hand and stabbed the Pegasus in the abdomen. However,

Francois just raised his unicorn sword.

An extremely dazzling light erupted from the blade of the sword, causing Chief Wennet's eyes to instantly become paralyzed and blind. When the chief reached out to cover his eyes, his head and hands had been cut off by Ryan's father-in-law with a sword.

The champion knights of Quinaris rushed into the camp, chopping melons and vegetables,

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, losing their chief instantly as soon as the war started, and with an absolute numerical disadvantage, the Norscan warband immediately turned into a rabble. They were trapped in the camp and were later slaughtered.

Vladimir rode a giant bear, and the half-moon-shaped battle ax in his hand slashed a Chaos Warrior and six Barbarian Warriors. Priest Esun looked at the Quinaris Champion Knights Brotherhood, which only relied on a dozen or so foot knights.

After slaughtering two hundred barbarians, his face was complicated: "Today I truly understand the strength of the Brittanians."

"There is no time to talk. We must clean the battlefield immediately." Francois put away his sword: "This is the first Chaos Chapter, and this is by no means the end."

An hour later, another Chaos war group was wiped out here, and the Chaos Champion Egg Voyager was split open in the head and chest by Gerald.

Two and a half hours later, the third wave of Chaos troops was annihilated here. Two Norscan warbands were blown into the sky by explosives that had been planted in advance. The Kurgan chief Wagar had his legs broken by the explosion, and was then killed by Fu.

Ladimir used a large ax to cut into pieces.

Five hours later, when Hal, the Eye of Eternity, the Chosen God of Tzeentch, led thousands of Chaos troops under his control to approach, what he saw was a terrifying and extremely disturbing sight. Nanlao’s camp was full of

They were all corpses of barbarians. Crows and vultures greedily pecked at the corpses of the Chaos vanguard army. Hal didn't know how many Chaos troops were lost in this camp, but he knew that the situation was not good. Hal immediately ordered the rear troops

Change to the front group and retreat out of the forest.

Hal's reaction was quick, but the wise and thoughtful Francois, with the help of Mrs. Keesler, had already set up an ambush on Hal's retreat path and stormed the rearguard of the Chaos remnants.

A few hours later, the rear guard arranged by Hal was almost defeated. It was not until several Chaos Warlocks sacrificed their lives to summon a Chaos Demon Legion that Francois was forced to retreat temporarily and the rear guard was rescued.
To be continued...