A call woke up Carson Berg from his trance. He turned around and saw Regina walking towards him. Her short red hair was particularly eye-catching in the dark forest, and she also had a pair of keen eyes.
And the vigilant gray-brown eyes are just like the same head
Like a long-antlered deer out foraging in the dangerous winter, she secretly and frequently observed the surrounding environment. After she approached, she lowered her voice and said: "Everyone has almost finished repairing. I think it's best to set off early.
If there are still pursuers behind me..."
"The commander of the 17th Legion is a softie. He dare not rush into Hesse when the Crusaders stand still."
Carson Berg shook his head, and his calm words calmed Regina's heart a little. Then he looked around, and there were people everywhere in the dark forest. Someone was leaning weakly against a half-grown tree.
Under the dead black pine trees, seize the last moment to breathe; there are
People clenched their weapons tightly, raised their heads and stared blankly at the gloomy sky between the branches and leaves, as if they were still immersed in the tragic battle and did not break free; others, like Regina, said with seriousness
He looked at himself nervously, waiting for his next instruction.
What these people have in common is that they are all in a miserable state, not only in appearance, but also in spirit and will, as if they have suffered a major blow and are languid. After today, how many people will be disappointed, how many people will quit, how many people will
How about completely giving up the idea of resistance? After all, a war with no hope is always the most consuming of people's will.
Carson Berg was not optimistic in his heart, but his sense of responsibility as a leader still kept his face calm, and said in a plain but unquestionable tone: "Let everyone rest for ten more minutes. After ten minutes, we will
Let’s set off and head to Stronghold No. 11.”
"good!"
Carson Berg has a considerable degree of prestige in this team. Regina nodded and agreed without hesitation, and then conveyed the news to the team members in the forest one by one. As the spiritual leader and team flag, forever
Unlike Carson Berg, who needs to remain calm and cautious, Regina comes across as more optimistic and cheerful
. She does not simply pass on the leader's instructions, but also encourages everyone in her own way. Or she pats the lost person on the shoulder instead of making a harmless joke; or she squats down and takes the initiative.
Show concern for the injured person's injuries and tell them in a confident tone that everything will be fine.
Under her influence, the originally lifeless atmosphere improved slightly, the haze of failure seemed to be temporarily dispelled, and even the gloomy black forest seemed to become much brighter. This was of course a psychological illusion, but it still made people feel uncomfortable.
Carson Berg felt a little emotional. He knew that his personality had never been suitable for doing such delicate things. Without the support of Regina and everyone, I am afraid that this team would not be able to survive now.
But he has also heard a saying that people who are more cheerful on the outside tend to be more sensitive on the inside. Could it be that when Regina comforted others, too much pressure accumulated in his heart, making it difficult to vent?
Nowadays, there is no god in this land who can give her the comfort of faith.
Thinking of gods, Carson Berg's eyes suddenly became much deeper and seemed much darker.
…
Ten minutes later, the team set off again, stepping on the muddy and dusty soil, advancing like stronghold No. 11. During this process, other teams continued to come from different directions to join them.
They are all teams that dispersed and fled after defeat. If they gathered together, the target would be too big, even in the secluded area.
In the deep and complex black forest maze, it is still easy to be discovered by the enemy. But now they have entered the depths of the black forest. Based on Carson Berg's understanding of the enemy commander, he knows that he will not easily let his troops enter the dark forest.
Those who are adventurous in the forest can safely and boldly join these teams and head to Stronghold No. 11 together.
However, as more and more teams came to join, Carson Berg's heart gradually sank: thirteen people, five people, eight people, or even only one person, this number was far lower than he expected.
Carson Berg sincerely hoped that those who did not come to join up were only temporarily separated from the team, or simply lost the will to fight and fled incognito, at least they would not have the worst ending.
Behind her, Regina pushed aside a branch as sharp as a whip, hurried to Carson Berg's side, and reported the situation to him in a low voice: "There are twenty-three teams coming to meet, and the number of people is one."
There are about a hundred injured, including seven seriously injured and 32 ordinary wounded. They need timely assistance, but the current medicine reserves are seriously insufficient. There are also food, weapons, clothing, and some magic materials and ritual materials.
These all need to be supplemented…”
To put it simply, everything is missing.
Carson Berg's expression remained unchanged: "Are the material reserves in Stronghold 11 enough to make up for the gap?"
"I'm not sure." There was a trace of hesitation on Regina's face: "After all, Stronghold No. 11 was forced to give up during that dangerous sweep. Because the Seventeenth Legion was pressing too hard, we had no time to explore the results of the sweep.
.If it has not been discovered by the enemy, the supplies stored in it, plus some simple materials replenished on the spot in the black forest, may be enough to support it; but if it has been discovered by the enemy..."
Then, not only will it be impossible to replenish supplies, but it may even turn into a trap.
Regina did not continue, perhaps because she was subconsciously avoiding such a result.
Carson Berg did not respond. He suddenly stopped. Affected by him, the team following him also stopped in unison. Some people subconsciously put their hands on their weapons, while others looked at them warily.
Look around and be wary of any sound of moving grass. But the forest is peaceful. The black pine trees extend their branches silently, casting dark green shadows. The eerie atmosphere may be a symbol of terror to outsiders, but to locals
For people, it is a very normal sight.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Regina looked at the leader of the team in confusion, but Carson Berg didn't mean to explain anything, but opened his eyes wide and stared at him.
Staring at a corner of the forest, this look of astonishment and disbelief was reflected in Regina's acquaintance with him.
They have never seen it in so many years. What on earth could make Big Brother show such an expression? Did the roots of the black forest begin to expand outward again, ushering in a new high tide period? Or did they accidentally disturb the legendary sinking head?
The terrifying monster sleeping at the bottom of the dark forest? Regina looked up and was stunned for a moment.
She saw the church steeple.
It pierced through the haze as dark as night and pointed tenaciously at the sky. The simple and solemn religious image and the solemn atmosphere that hit her face were something Regina had only experienced in those ancient churches that had been passed down for a long time.
But the question is, why is there a church here!?
Not to mention the depths of the Black Forest, even in Suarez, the "City of Gray Hills", you will never be able to find any church in the entire Ansers area, because this is a "land abandoned by God"!
God has abandoned his believers, and so the believers have abandoned him.
Could it be that while they were persistently fighting against the invaders, a new religion was rising secretly? Or was it that foreign religions from other regions were trying to extend their tentacles here and seize this land where faith was blank?
Coveted profits? But why did they build the church deep in the inaccessible black forest? It couldn't be to preach to the ashes creatures here, right?
A very humorous idea appeared in Regina's mind for no reason, but others could not maintain an optimistic attitude like her. Noisy sounds gradually came from behind, and fear and panic appeared on some people's faces.
Look. Facing enemies visible to the naked eye, they can be fearless and fearless of life and death; however, in front of such a strange sight,
But he couldn't help but feel chilly and his hair stood on end. After all, in this continent called Dong Di Fante, there was no shortage of weird and bizarre legends. The tyranny and greed of God were well known to the world.
If you step into the church of the evil god under such circumstances, the end will never be better than dying at the gunpoint of the invader - at least in the latter case you still know how you died.
Carson Berg's face was gloomy. After staring at the spire that pierced the forest branches for a long time, he suddenly asked: "The location of that church...is it near Stronghold No. 11?"
Regina realized this belatedly, and her face suddenly turned ugly. She slowly bit her lower lip, and her words were as hard as if they were squeezed out of a dry throat: "Brother, otherwise...
…Let’s go to other strongholds…”
"Except for Stronghold No. 11, our closest stronghold will take at least a day even if we speed up. The seriously injured people in the team cannot wait that long, Regina." Carson Berg interrupted calmly.
After hearing her words, he silently pressed his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist. His weapon was a pair of beautiful scimitars.
The body is in the shape of a flame, and there is another blade at the end. The arc is like a crescent and a barb. If you merge the two scimitars with this blade as the connecting point, you will be surprised to find this
It is almost identical to the wing skeleton of an ash creature called the Red Eagle in the Black Forest. This is why Carson Borg is known as the "Eagle of the Ash Hills".
"I'm going to check the situation." He calmly adjusted the position of the scimitar so that he could respond quickly when encountering emergencies, and gave instructions to Regina: "You stay here and calm everyone's emotions.
If I don't return within half an hour, you should leave immediately and don't need to come to me. Remember, I will meet you at Stronghold No. 15. Until I come back, you will be the temporary leader of the team, Reggie.
Na."
"Brother..."
Regina said worriedly: "You...be careful. If you notice something is wrong, just return immediately. We don't necessarily need the supplies from Stronghold 11. If we are lucky, we may be able to find them for treatment nearby."
Herbal medicine…”
She did not stop Carson Berg, nor did she suggest that someone else should take his place, because she knew the man in front of her very well, and anyone who knew him would never say such a thing. So in the end, she could only say a few words.
It's just a consolation that I don't even believe in: If it's really that easy
It is easy to find herbs suitable for healing, so how could the Axis forces just block them in the Black Forest without any intention of eradicating them? Isn't it just that they want to sit back and watch them exhaust resources, slowly die, and eradicate them effortlessly?
Is this the most difficult resistance organization in the Ansers region?
Even the precious supplies in the stronghold were smuggled in from the Billingsman Kingdom on the other side of the mountains after dozens of elite members were sacrificed and a heavy price was paid to break through the Axis blockade.
But this secretive smuggling activity cannot be too frequent. In fact, the chamber of commerce that they secretly cooperate with only agrees to trade once every six months. Even if the materials are exhausted within half a year, the other party will never risk huge amounts of money.
The risk involved in making a second transaction - or in other words, they could not afford to pay the price for the other party to bear the risk.
Every ounce of strength must be fought for, every ounce of resources must be utilized, and every inch of land must not be given away - this is the purpose established by Carson Borg, the "Eagle of Ash Hills", when he founded the Ashes Guerrillas.
We have always defended with practical actions, and this time is no exception.
He nodded calmly to Regina, and took a deep look at the friends, partners, and reliable warriors who had always followed him. Without saying a word, he turned and walked toward the church.
In the dark forest maze, he was incredibly flexible, as if the thick vines and ancient tree roots hidden in the piles of dead leaves, as well as the dense branches, leaves, and shrubs and thorns that hid murderous intent, all actively avoided him. Soon,
That figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Regina stared blankly at the direction he left. After a while, she sighed silently.
When she turned around, her optimistic and cheerful smile had returned to her face.
When the eldest brother is away, she becomes the temporary leader of the team.
Everyone's confidence and enthusiasm are placed on themselves at this moment.
There must be no slacking off.
Although the corners of the girl's mouth were slightly sour from maintaining the same arc for a long time, they never fell.
…
"Someone is coming."
"Are you going to reach out to them?"
"Well, this is the only way we can obtain information at present... we can't stay here all the time, we have to actively look for opportunities."
"Is this your experience?"
"...No, it's a lesson."
After a long silence, the girl's voice said sadly: "That's not your fault, Ringer."
The footsteps stopped for a moment.
Soon it started ringing again and gradually faded away.