God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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West of the Arakan Mountains fortress, near the Lusai Hills in the Wenga region, the princess's guard, having traversed mountains and valleys, and operating at night and hiding by day, finally emerged from the mountains and hills.

Looking at the boundless plain, Yu Yao smiled.

He was right. Heading west, crossing endless mountains and hills, he could reach the Wenga region without even needing to pass through a fortress.

However, it's likely that only they are capable of accomplishing such a task.

Being active at night and resting during the day is itself a very high requirement for the quality and discipline of the army, let alone when it involves traversing mountains and valleys, long distances, and long periods of marching.

Thanks to normal food supplies, which can be replenished by air transport, even they would not have been able to get here.

"Are we really sure this is okay?" Yang Mao asked, glancing back at the other members of the guard.

“It’s alright. Now that our army has come out, we should make some changes.” Yu Yao shook his head gently, then jumped down from the tree branch and said calmly, “We don’t need to leave the forest. We can rest in the forest for a day to adjust our time difference. Tomorrow at noon, we will turn southeast and head straight for the fortress.”

"Okay!" Yang Mao nodded, and then passed on the corresponding orders to the soldiers, who relayed them to all the soldiers without causing much of a commotion, so that all the soldiers would know the purpose.

"Oh, right, remember to remove the gauntlets. Make sure the details are done properly, and don't let anything go wrong in this area." Yu Yao glanced at the soldiers under his command, examined them carefully for a while, and then added, "The other weapons are easy to explain, but these are ones the enemy doesn't have, so let's take them."

"Alright, I'll pass the word down right away." Yang Mao glanced at the gauntlets on his hands, casually took them off, thought for a moment, then stuffed them into his pocket before ordering the soldiers to carry them out.

Keeping it in your bosom won't hinder your movement; when it's time to act, you can simply take it out of your bosom.

At that time, there will be no need to make any other markings. Just the gauntlet alone will be enough to distinguish friend from foe. It is also an extremely difficult-to-counter-foe marking.

After resting in the forest for a day and a night, the princess's guard, having successfully changed their attire and clothing, officially left the forest after cleaning off any foreign objects from their armor and clothing, and headed openly towards the southeast.

As more and more people emerged, they quickly formed a legion-sized group, advancing in an orderly and disciplined manner.

They set off in the morning, and by midday, when the sun was setting, the princess's guard arrived at the first fortress.

"Is this really the level of alert that a front-line battlefield should be in?" Yang Mao glanced at the fortress ahead and was speechless when he saw that even the fortress gates were not closed.

Is this right?
In China, if there is a war going on nearby, it would be standard practice to close the city gates and take precautions whenever troops pass through within a hundred miles, regardless of whether they are familiar with the area or not.

Even without war, it is normal to close the city gates and be on guard if an army passes by.

Only by verifying the identity of the troops after closing the city gates can the city be better protected.

Once it's confirmed that they are friendly troops, whether they are resupplying or just passing through, opening the city gates won't take much time.

Confirming it was an enemy army and closing the city gates in advance could avoid the serious consequences of failing to close the city in time. With this basic knowledge and understanding, Yang Mao found it somewhat difficult to adapt to the current state of the fortress guarded by the Kushan army.

“Perhaps for these Kushan soldiers, this place cannot be called a front-line battlefield. There are at least a dozen fortresses, so it’s understandable that they can relax a bit. I guess so…” Yu Yao, who gave this explanation, was somewhat skeptical of his own words.

With troops blocking the way in front and the rear lowering their guard, it's clearly a suicidal act.

If an enemy were to launch an attack during such a gap, wouldn't we be doomed?
However, the fact that the enemy is doing this is actually a good thing for them.

At this moment, in front of the fortress gate, Moshiya, the person in charge of the fortress and a Kshatriya, stood in place with a very standard and respectful posture, looking at the approaching army in the distance, feeling somewhat uneasy.

In today's turbulent environment, the Brahmin community is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface; internal struggles and rivalries are affecting all aspects of life.

A nobody like him simply can't withstand any setbacks.

Especially in the internal struggles within the Brahmin class, someone like him is at best cannon fodder, an insignificant figure among the masses.

Of all his efforts so far, the only thing Moshiye can be thankful for is that his strength is low enough that he doesn't attract much attention from the higher-ups, allowing him to remain safely guarding the fortress instead of getting caught up in their infighting.

Neither Rahul, the Brahmin, nor any other Brahmin were beings he could afford to offend.

While guarding the fortress, Moshiya heard a soldier relaying an order that a fully armed elite legion from the west was advancing towards the fortress, and he immediately had a bad feeling.

How long has it been since Commander Rahul went west, and yet such an elite force has appeared? What does this mean?
Moshiye really couldn't guess, but he didn't dare to think about it too much. Sometimes, thinking too much or knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing.

However, Mosheya himself had a lot of respect for Rahul, but when it came to actually doing things, his perspective was always dictated by his own interests.

Standing before the gate, watching the princess's guards approach, Moshiya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A fully armed elite force was an existence he could not resist, so the subsequent explanation was not a problem at all.

It's unclear whether this fully armed elite force comes from Rahul's command or from another Brahmin's.

However, none of that matters. In the current situation, the most important thing is not to offend the other party.

As for what the other party wanted to do, Moshiye didn't want to know, didn't want to ask, and didn't want to be aware of it.

"Generals, please enter the city. We have prepared food and a banquet..." Moshiye said with utmost respect, looking at the people sitting on the elephants at the front.

The ability to control an elephant seems to make things even more troublesome; one can only proceed with even greater caution and prudence. (End of Chapter)