The East County was trembling in fear.
On the bumpy road, a brand new and unfamiliar troop was advancing steadily in the direction of Mountain of Death. The noble, country squire, and merchant along the way were all trembling in fear.
Such an elite force, such a powerful combat force. Just by looking at it, one could tell that this was an elite force!
An elite force that could destroy the East County!
The rich people who heard the news fled from the farms and villages along the way.
Even the ordinary civilians were trembling in fear as they hid in their cellars. As for the militia that had been trained and could be organized at any time, most of them had been transferred and became the guards of the rich people.
Those that could be relocated had all left. After all, it was hard to tell the motive of this army of over 6,000 people.
No one knew if a gruesome war would occur.
Those villages and landlords were undoubtedly the ones that would be destroyed if a war really happened.
Even those trade caravan that had a high profit were timid enough to abandon the trade caravan when they encountered this terrifying army. They didn’t care about the goods and fled, not daring to face it head-on.
The entire East County fell into the sound of wolves coming.
However, they soon discovered that this army did not do anything.
Even if they rested next to the village, they only ordered the villagers to take care of their children and livestock and not to take too many steps closer to the camp. Even if some naughty and unafraid children got too close, the soldiers just scolded them, that was no punishments like whipping or anything, they were generally very kind.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Even if they were to pass by the fief villages of some knights, they have done nothing. Along the way, although their reputation was getting more and more famous, and it reached to a peak.
After all, it was unusual for such a large army to cross the border.
If the local troops of the Dukedom of Leo passed by some villages, they would have to extort a lot of silver coins. As for the unrighteous and inappropriate acts, it was even more so. After the army grew in size, they might even plunder the entire village.
Not to mention the wealthy landlords and country gentry, as well as the merchants who had a lot of goods, they would just plunder it all.
But now, this army surprised the people.
Not only the civilians, but even the landlords and merchants, as well as the noble families, were secretly surprised.
At the same time, they were even more curious about the ownership of this unfamiliar army. However, news quickly spread. After all, it was not a secret that the Crimson Sect was going to the west of the East County to carry out military activities.
As for the fact that the attacker was Kant, who had just left the East County City, everyone already understood.
They also understood in their hearts.
Why did this powerful army head to Mountain of Death?
It was because in the current East County, as long as one had a certain level in class, they would know that the real person in charge was no longer Countess Agatha that was hiding in the city. Instead, it was Viscount Gibran, who was in charge of the Crimson Sect.
He had once stirred up a storm in the Dukedom of Leo, the Silver Platter Kingdom, and the entire human countries.
The Crimson Sect was a new sect formed by the remnants of the Demon Worship Cult.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Since Kant had led this army to Mountain of Death, there was naturally no need to say much. It would be impossible to say that Kant was not after Crimson Sect. After all, there was no reason for the army to return empty-handed after crossing the border.
Only battle achievements were everything. The Crimson Sect of the Mountain of Death was in danger.
But more noble families were secretly frightened.
Frightened and timid!
Kant’s army’s origin made them imagine.
From the riverbank of the Resniston River, a powerful army had mysteriously appeared. It was more than half a month’s journey from the Nahrin Desert. Since it couldn’t be the army of the Nahrin Desert, there might be another explanation.
The foundation left behind by Princess Sofia, the mother of Baron Kant!
Or rather, it might be the troops of the Silver Platter Kingdom!
Only this situation could explain the current situation.
Otherwise, the noble families who were still in the dark had no way to explain where Baron Kant’s troops came from, where they were hiding, and how they suddenly appeared in here!
After all, in their impression, they could not imagine that Kant would have countless worlds to support him!
These noble families did not dare to act rashly either.
They only gathered the troops.
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They urgently closed all the doors of communication to the outside world.
Or they gathered together and formed a militia force that looked barely qualified to protect themselves. At the same time, they contacted the surrounding great noble families to form an offensive and defensive alliance and carefully set up their own defenses.
They were neutral and did not intend to support or offend anyone.
They allowed Kant’s troops to cross the border in their estate.
It was as if they could not see it.
They also allowed the Crimson Sect to urgently mobilize their own spies and send their believers to Mountain of Death to set up defenses.
Both sides had already shed all pretenses of cordiality. The only reason why they did not start a war was because Kant had not reached his destination, and the crazy believers on Mountain of Death had not yet prepared their weapons and reorganized the battle forces.
It could be predicted that when Kant’s troops arrived at Mountain of Death, everything would cease to exist.
The war would begin on the most famous mountain in the East County.
However, the Crimson Sect was very confident in winning.
Viscount Gibran, once the famous general of the East County and now the chief of the Crimson Sect, was ready.
He was once a serious military noble who stood out from a series of blood and fire. Even in the crazed and stubborn Crimson Sect, he was the only one who had the qualifications and ability to be the chief and military commander.
He could only reveal his true identity to Kant, who had made him suffer a great loss.
He was angry.
He was mad.
According to his plan, he still had at least three years before he was exposed.
At that time, the entire East County’s noble families would be infiltrated by the Crimson Sect. In addition, he had already contacted some of the top noble families in the South County. When that time came, the East County would be under his control.
Although he would have to give a portion of the benefits to those greedy fellows in the South County.
However, Gibran did not care.
That great existence was standing behind him.
It was a legendary supreme creature, an existence that could contend with the national religion of Leo, the god of war, Edmund!
At that time, not to mention the Dukedom of Leo, He would even not afraid of Silver Platter Kingdom. This was because after controlling the vast majority of the resources in the eastern county territory, that supreme existence would be able to revive, allowing him to obtain absolute power.
Feeling the power that had already far surpassed that of a grand knight, he thought about that terrifying existence in the legends, Gibran could not help but shudder.
This was excitement.
Desire.
An insane desire to possess.
As for Kant, this little fellow, Gibran was actually extremely disdainful of him. He even mocked at him. When they reached Mountain of Death, the battle group formed by those crazy believers would be able to get rid of them.
