Wizard Farming Guide.

Chapter 102 Change Direction

"Archbishop, we have won! Just as you said, these traitors and lowly people are indeed no match for us!"

Watching the fleeing enemy in disarray, the officer looked at the archbishop with fervent eyes.

He shouted excitedly, his voice trembling, and looked at the sand dune fortress not far away without fear, wishing he could send troops to attack it immediately.

"The enemy has suffered a crushing defeat, and their morale is on the verge of collapse. Our soldiers, on the other hand, can recover in just half a day after eating the corpses on the battlefield!"

The officer said confidently, clearly already considering Dune Fortress as his own.

But the archbishop didn't look at him; instead, he coldly gave the order:

"They had people create the illusion of setting up camp and garrisoning outside the city, and then mobilized soldiers to prepare to leave."

Instead of pressing their advantage, they're leaving?

The archbishop's order startled the officer, leaving him puzzled.

But the White Frost Cult's brutal rule made him dare not ask too many questions, and he quickly lowered his head to begin making arrangements.

My plans have been disrupted.

The archbishop showed no joy after the victory; his gaze toward the north was cold.

Governor Elena of Coldwater County is quite powerful and possesses some political acumen in balancing various factions.

But ultimately, a woman's indecisiveness cannot be changed.

The archbishop never took her seriously. He knew very well that during his rebellion, the governor would not send troops to quell the rebellion in the short term in order to preserve his own strength.

This is his opportunity.

In the archbishop's plan, he would use this time to defeat the ducal nobles who came to quell the rebellion.

These second-generation descendants, who have long lived in the south, have long forgotten the bravery of their fathers and are no match for him.

His army will grow stronger with each meal, and before Elena is on her guard, it will occupy half of Coldwater County.

That's how it should be!

However, the intervention of the pioneering knights caused an imbalance of power between the two sides, thwarting the archbishop's plans.

The archbishop knew very well that although he had easily defeated his opponent, he had not actually caused much casualties to the enemy.

The enemy's defeat stemmed from chaotic command; they were unable to utilize even 30% of their full strength.

However, if he continues the siege, the threat of death will unite the enemy forces, and the outcome will be uncertain.

"Rod Rosedale!" the archbishop gritted his teeth.

The pioneering knights and the duchy nobles distrusted each other.

If it weren't for this damned bastard's coordination, the Colony should be watching the show in the highlands right now!

If the enemy army cannot be destroyed, there will be no continuous supply of corpses to strengthen the army.

The plan to rival Elena, which originally occupied half of Hanshui County, failed.

The archbishop had no choice but to change his plan and, before being besieged, break through the enemy's defenses and head to the northern border.

The barbarians there will welcome the arrival of the White Frost Order.

"Ha, you damned bastard, you think you're safe hiding in the back? My lord's wrath will crush your lowly bloodline!"

In the following period, the White Frost Order established its camp at Sand Dune Fortress.

Upon discovering this imminent attack, the people inside the city closed their gates tightly, preparing to defend to the death.

Seeing this, the archbishop looked disdainful. Given the knights' mediocre military skills, it would take them at least two days to realize something was wrong.

By then, it will be too late.

After a night's rest, the archbishop led the White Frost Order on a rapid march north across the still-dark land.

Target: Hekou Town!

The main force of the Pioneer Knights remained in Coldwater County, so don't blame him for being impolite.

He will then lead his army to crush the town of River Mouth and traverse the territories of these kingdom's lowly people!

Peak City, Governor's Mansion.

Bathed in the warm light of the Red Sun Crystal Chandelier, Elena lay on a soft chair, her long, smooth platinum blonde hair cascading in the air.

She tilted her head, listening to Viscount Marcia's report beside her.

Marcia said, "Joyce and Kelvin are both seriously injured in the battle, and Dune Castle has been besieged by the White Frost Order for three days. Should we go and help them?"

Elena replied indifferently, "As long as they're not dead, that's fine. The army inside Sand Dune Fortress is more than twice the strength of the White Frost Order, so the chances of the city falling are slim. We don't need to worry about them."

"It's good to teach them a lesson. To suffer such a crushing defeat despite having such a great advantage shows that these second-generation rich kids have been living in peace for too long. They don't even know how to fight anymore. They won't be able to survive in the northern region with this level of skill."

Marcia glanced at her, somewhat displeased with her nonchalant and lazy attitude.

She was also a member of the second generation of the duchy, and the elder in front of her was a year younger than her.

However, Marcia knew that Elena couldn't be blamed.

As a strategic buffer zone bordering the northern border of the Northern Frost Kingdom, Coldwater County is frighteningly large.

The territory of this prefecture is comparable to a province of the Kingdom of Rosa.

The White Frost Cult has rebelled in less than half of the regions.

The remaining half were all from the principality's own people, who were hit by the cold wave and caused a lot of unrest in the struggle for food.

These people cannot be treated like alien races and simply exterminated.

As governor, Elena had to spend a lot of energy visiting and negotiating with them one by one, promising them benefits to keep them at ease.

Aside from occasionally lying down and pretending to be dead at the Governor's Mansion, he was busy all day long, his feet never leaving the ground.

It's understandable that they're too lazy to pay attention to the other side.

Just as the two were about to change the subject, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

A female knight barged in without knocking.

"My lord, urgent report from the front! The White Frost Cult's army has appeared on the outskirts of River Mouth Town!"

"What did you say?" Marcia asked in surprise, quickly taking the information from her hand and unfolding it to examine it carefully.

Elena also got up from the recliner.

She sat in the governor's high seat, her delicate chin resting on her palm, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"I hope you don't tell me that those blind men at Sand Dune Fortress defended the city for three days, only for the enemy to turn around and attack their rear, and none of them even realized what was happening."

Marcia pursed her lips and sighed, "Just like you said, they only just realized it."

Elena was so angry she laughed: "Impressive, truly impressive! So what are these idiots guarding? Air soldiers, are they?!"

Beneath her pure white plush clothing, her chest heaved involuntarily as she shouted sharply.

The main force of the Pioneer Knights remained in Sand Dune and other areas of suppression.

The front line easily let the White Frost Order's army pass through, and the strength of Hekou Town could not possibly defend against it!

Elena was extremely agitated.

The rebellion in Hanshui County was actually insignificant.

They were originally a group of alien races that needed to be eliminated. Even without a rebellion, she would have found other reasons to get rid of these unstable factors.

But if the White Frost Order were to escape to the North, it would be a huge dereliction of duty on her part as governor!

Elena could already picture herself in the Noble Council.

Those old geezers would spit on her, give her a good scolding, and even send outsiders to divide her power as governor.

Marcia whispered words of comfort: "Sending reinforcements now might still be in time; perhaps we can hold out in River Mouth Town."

Rod's image appeared in her mind.

She led the border guards to help the enemy attack Moletown.

Marcia had thought she could rely entirely on her own efforts, but the blond knight and his soldiers easily captured the town.

She still remembered the orderly formation of the shield-wielding soldiers, which greatly changed her impression of Rhodes.

Marcia was not as bad as the rumors suggested, which gave her a glimmer of hope.

Unlike her, Elena was satisfied with Rod's recent performance, but she didn't have high hopes.

"I hope this child isn't captured alive; that would be far more painful than death."

Elena sighed, but still ordered reinforcements.

"Mobilize a thousand elite cavalrymen at full speed to provide support; save as many as you can."

(End of this chapter)