Lords go left, Emperors go right

Unless Osla and Osdu are unable to defeat the enemy again, Osta will consider taking action. The guerrilla force is hiding in the area near the Wilcost Canyon and has been attacking the rear of the Obelisk Empire Army, posing a threat to the supply line. This hidden danger cannot be ignored. The basic strategic goal of the Gentleman Prince's expedition has been achieved. The original plan was to reinforce Osla and Osdu and help the other side break the situation. After completing the basic tasks, Osta can find opportunities to slack off and choose easier work, and is not in a hurry to move forward.

Aosta left more than 20,000 garrisons to guard the city gates, and he led more than 80,000 people to pursue the game army. The game army hid in the canyon, relying on flexible sneak attack tactics, and sometimes had an advantage over the armies of Osla and Osdu. The armies under the two princes belonged to the category of regular army, accustomed to traditional and conventional tactics, and were not accustomed to mountain warfare and forest warfare, and they were at a disadvantage when using such tactics. Aosta was different. His army came from the Sarahanim people, all of whom were members of tribal clans. These berserkers had fought in all kinds of battlefields and had a strong ability to adapt to the battlefield. Against these armies, the guerrilla army had no advantage at all.

"Mr. Lord, don't you need us to join the battle?"

"Natasha, your magic power is limited. It is more strategically valuable to use it for reconnaissance than for combat."

"My Lord, I feel that reconnaissance work is much more boring than fighting. I can only watch from afar and cannot personally do it."

"Onitana, this is also a necessary division of labor. Don't worry. There will be opportunities in the future to arrange for you to play. There will be no shortage of battles."

"Your Excellency, do you not need me to fight in the ground troops' battle?"

"Katrina, the enemy doesn't even have a capable commander. It would be embarrassing if you take action yourself. Just let the tribe members handle it. We have many excellent warriors who are capable of doing this job."

"My Lord, if you have time, please come and check out the spoils that my sister and I brought back!"

"My Lord, if those girls are left for too long, they will not be in their best condition when you come to pick them."

"Samadiara, Samadias, I know about this. Before that, there is an important task that I need your help with."

The guerrillas soon discovered that the strength of the troops coming to encircle and suppress this time was far greater than those before. Even if the guerrillas concentrated more than three times the force to fight in small teams, they could not pose a threat to these troops. If they could not win in a short time, they would be in danger of being surrounded. The forest around the entire Wilcost Canyon became a stage for a big melee. Osta divided the more than 80,000 troops into several small teams to conduct infiltration operations, gradually advancing, compressing the opponent's strategic space, and constantly eroding the opponent's range of activities. After many rounds of fighting and close combat, the guerrillas lost thousands of people, and the opponent's casualties did not even break the three-digit mark. The exchange ratio reached ten to one, which was obviously a big loss.

Osta arranged for the "Black Dragon" Onitana and the "Black Witch" Natasha to conduct aerial reconnaissance. One of the two beautiful clan leaders had a pair of dragon wings behind her and could fly. The other mastered witchcraft and could use flying magic. After the two of them flew into the air, they overlooked the entire Wilcost Canyon area from high altitude and occupied the commanding heights. Osta completely controlled the air superiority. Through high-altitude reconnaissance, the position of the guerrilla forces hidden in the dense forest could be accurately grasped, expanding the intelligence advantage. The balance of victory in the war inevitably tilted towards the Obelisk Empire.

In addition to aerial reconnaissance, Osta had the two sisters, the snake witches Samadiya, control the snake swarms to conduct covert reconnaissance on the ground and assist in aerial reconnaissance. Under this dual surveillance, the guerrilla forces' hidden characteristics were basically gone, and they no longer had any advantages when facing Osta's army. Osta was deliberately playing a cat-and-mouse game, teasing the opponent before killing him, and was not in a hurry to launch a fatal attack on Youji.

After several setbacks, the guerrillas lost a lot of troops and began to turn to full defense and retreat, not daring to compete with Osta's army. The enemy planned to take advantage of the vast terrain of the Wilcost Canyon to deal with Osta. As long as they could delay the enemy's troops, they would win and relieve the pressure on the friendly forces in the rear. It was impossible to win. Osta's army of more than 100,000 people were members of the Sarahanim tribe. The combat effectiveness of these berserkers exceeded most of the elite troops in the Obelisk Empire Army. After obtaining equipment, they were even more powerful. They didn't even need the cooperation of friendly forces. With only these 100,000 people, they could sweep across the Michelson area and break through several times.

"Your Highness Aosta, I'm back."

"Karl, how is the investigation result?"

"Your Highness Osta, I have successfully penetrated the enemy's base camp and gained their trust."

"Very good, Carl. If you succeed this time, you will be credited with the first prize."

"Your Highness Osta, this is what I should do. There is no need to reward me."

"Karl, I have always been clear about rewards and punishments. Your reward will not be less. Just accept it. This matter is settled."

Aosta also had a countermeasure. Before commanding his troops to march into the Michelson area, he specially arranged for his subordinate Carl to go there in advance to collect intelligence. Carl, with his superb hunting ability and honest appearance, disguised himself as a hunter who was in trouble and struggling to make a living, and gained the trust of the locals. This time, Carl sent a lot of prey to the guerrillas and took the opportunity to grasp the location of the enemy's base camp.

For Osta, the most important information that Carl brought back was the real reason for the unrest in the Michelson region. When the young man was lurking in the area, he learned from the residents that there was no peasant uprising at all. The lord, Grand Duke Cameron, was quite patriotic and could not bear to see his homeland, the Kingdom of Kaldimos, become a puppet state under the control of the Obelisk Empire. Grand Duke Cameron summoned a group of knowledgeable people to pretend a peasant uprising in the Michelson region, with the intention of saving the country in a roundabout way. In essence, he wanted to be independent here, which was the real reason for the unrest.

Chapter 158: Encirclement and Suppression Operation in Glennir Jungle

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As the scale of the war in the Michelson region gradually expanded, the flames of war soon spread throughout the entire Michelson region, and the entire region was plunged into war. The attacking Obelisk army, including the reinforcements that arrived later, had a total force of more than 400,000. This army of more than 400,000 people was divided into three groups, led by three different princes of the Obelisk Empire, each responsible for attacking a different area. The nominal supreme commander and head coach was the third prince, Osta.

Aosta's 100,000-strong army did not go to the front line. They are currently stationed in the area of ​​the Wilcotes Canyon Pass, specifically responsible for garrisoning this important military area and suppressing the 10,000-strong guerrilla force that is still resisting there. The armies of the other two princes have made great achievements as they have advanced further, and there are continuous reports of victory from the front line. The fifth prince Osra's army, with more than 150,000 troops, has successively captured several towns such as Ruda and Mecas, and defeated more than 100,000 enemy troops. The sixth prince Osdu is not to be outdone. The army he commands, with more than 150,000 troops, has pushed through many towns such as Barus and Cole, and is currently besieging Michod, the second largest town in the Michelson area.

The third prince, Aosta, seemed to be more Buddhist. He had not captured any town so far. He seemed to intend to leave the offensive of Chernod, the capital of the Michelson region, to his two younger brothers, and let the fifth brother Osla and the sixth brother Osdu take charge. The gentleman prince did not want to go out in person. The armies of these two younger brothers burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil along the way, which was almost the same as the real invaders. Aosta did not make a clear statement and secretly acquiesced to his brothers' behavior. After all, it was the tradition of the Obelisk Empire. Aosta's father, the emperor Augustus VIII, also had such behavior when he led his troops to war. The princes just followed suit, and there was nothing to blame.

At this time, Osta, commanding his army of more than 80,000 people, led by intelligence officer Carl, entered a forest called Grenier. According to Carl's intelligence, this ancient forest was the base of the guerrilla force of more than 10,000 people. Deep in the forest, there was a mountain stronghold similar to the stronghold of bandits and robbers, where the guerrillas were stationed, giving them a sense of being the king of the mountain. With his honest appearance, the boy disguised himself as a hunter and successfully mixed into the guerrilla force.

According to the relevant intelligence obtained by Carl, this guerrilla force of 10,000 people has high morale and a strong sense of combat, and the possibility of surrender is extremely low. The enemy is all light infantry, equipped with leather armor, and only a few senior officers are equipped with iron armor. With this level of equipment, it is okay to fight guerrilla warfare, but don't count on positional warfare or siege warfare. There is a high probability that they will be directly beaten by the opponent's heavy armored infantry, pressed to the ground, and have no chance to fight back, and they will not be able to break through the defense.

Osta was also very clear about the tactics of the guerrillas. The enemy used the forest terrain as a cover and used long-range weapons such as bows and arrows to sneak attack the Obelisk Empire Army. The cavalry here could not play an advantage in the forest terrain. The heavy infantry moved slower than the enemy, and it was extremely difficult to chase the enemy. Although it was impossible to really hit the actions of the attackers, it was still possible to disgust the opponent. They mainly set up ambush points in some villages to sneak attack small units of the Obelisk Empire Army.

The guerrillas' tactics only gained an advantage in some local areas, and could not change the overall trend of the battlefield situation. Tactical victory could not reverse strategic defeat. The legion on the Aosta side successfully delayed the guerrillas and restricted their range of activities. The armies of Osla and Osdu passed quickly and entered the rear area, where they started a massacre. The Youji troops had no way to deal with this. Instead, because they had offended the two princes in advance, many villages were implicated and were directly massacred by the other side.

"Your Highness Aosta, the fortress is ahead. If we go any further, we might be discovered."

"It doesn't matter if they find out. We're already here. Carl, is there any other way to escape nearby?"

"No, I have scouted all the passages."

"That's good. You can go back and rest first... Wait, Carl, I have a special task here. I wonder if you can..."

"Your Highness Aosta, I will do my best to complete the task you gave me."

"Karl, later you can find a way to enter the village during the chaos, then..."

Osta picked up the binoculars in his hand and looked into the distance, secretly observing the simple mountain stronghold in the distance. The stronghold was located deep in the dense forest, with wooden fences built on the periphery. The fortifications did not look very strong. After all, they were only temporary fortifications. While the gentleman prince was still observing, his army had surrounded the stronghold and formed a siege against it. The more than 10,000 guerrilla troops stationed in the stronghold woke up from their dreams at this time and found that they were surrounded by the enemy. However, it was too late at this time, and the enemy had already arrived at the city.

The commander of this army was Silica, the daughter of the general who had previously guarded the Wilcotes Canyon Pass. After her father and brother evacuated, she did not leave, but led an army of more than 10,000 people to fight a guerrilla war here. This young lady tried to disrupt the enemy's logistics supply line to achieve the goal of supporting the front. Her original intention and tactics were very good, but she encountered the full-scale encirclement and suppression of Osta, the gentleman prince, and because of the betrayal of a traitor, the situation became increasingly unfavorable to the guerrillas.

Bad news kept coming from the rear. The Obelisk Empire Army was unstoppable and unstoppable. They were unstoppable in the Michelson region. Town after town fell under the enemy's crazy attack. The lord, Grand Duke Cameron, was in a very passive situation. He concentrated all his troops in Chernod, the capital of the Michelson region, and planned to fight the last battle. The terrain around Chernod was flat and there was almost no place to defend. Retreating there was basically a model of fighting to the death until the last moment, and it was the type of death if they failed.

Silica stood on the fortress's observation tower, wearing a set of silver armor for female knights, looking heroic. She looked at the large black mass of enemy troops outside the fortress, frowned, and secretly felt lucky that her luck was not bad. At least the enemy commander did not order arson and set the whole forest on fire. If that happened, the enemy would not even have to waste a single soldier, and could just set fire to the mountain and sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. With such a small fire, it would not be difficult to burn all the guerrilla troops in the village to death.

Osta would not easily adopt such a vicious tactic as setting fire to the mountain. If it were his brothers, Osla or Osdu, they might have adopted it directly. After all, they were burning someone else's territory, and they would not feel sorry for the casualties. Osta did not need to use such a tactic. The members of the legion under the Gentleman Prince were members of the local primitive tribal clans from the Bloomfield area of ​​his territory. These Berserkers, who were born from the Sarahanim, did not approve of the tactic of setting fire. They believed that the right way was to fight head-on and win by overwhelming the opponent with fair and just combat power. Other ways of winning were all crooked ways.

Aosta's army acted quickly and surrounded the fortress almost immediately, without giving the defenders much time to react. According to the intelligence that Carl had gathered, the supplies of the mountain stronghold opposite could only last for about three days at most. As long as the siege exceeded this time limit, the defenders would run out of food and grass without the attackers having to do anything, and the fortress would collapse on its own. The guerrilla forces were on the other side, and as the nearby villages were basically massacred and burned by the armies of Osla or Osdu, the supplies available to the guerrilla forces became increasingly scarce, and they had less and less of a foundation suitable for guerrilla warfare.

"Who is your head coach? Come out for a moment, our master wants to see her!"

"This is our camp, you are not allowed to leave..."

"You are too weak to be a commander."

"Okay, I don't want to say it a second time. Who is your coach? Stand up!"

"You can't just go and see our commander whenever you want."

"If your commander doesn't come out, I will have no choice but to set fire to this stronghold!"

While Silica was thinking about countermeasures, she didn't expect the other side to send someone to challenge her. A beautiful female general holding a strange-shaped staff appeared in front of the mountain village gate and stood there without any scruples, not taking the defenders of the mountain village seriously at all. Don't think that the other party came alone. This is one of the three female matriarchs of the Sarahanim people, the "Black Witch" Natasha. She is very strong and there is no problem for her to come alone.

The defenders of the village were a little slow to react for a while. They didn't know where Natasha got the confidence and courage. A magic profession dared to expose herself to the archers without a front-line shield, and was not afraid of being killed instantly by the archers' long-range concentrated fire. The enemy was within the archers' range, and they didn't see any defensive measures such as magic shields, and even summoned beasts didn't appear.

Before Silica could say anything, the guards around her could no longer sit still. They picked up their bows and arrows, raised their longbows and aimed, trying to shoot the arrogant enemy. However, Natasha didn't care about it. She even waved her hand and easily blew away the first archer who objected with magic. She casually used a long-range magic attack and the unlucky guy didn't even have time to shoot his arrows. He was blown up into the sky by the flying magic bullet and died on the spot.

Natasha's move directly intimidated the entire mountain stronghold. The other archers in the stronghold did not dare to act rashly under the intimidation, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of their companion. With the previous experience in mind, they did not dare to act recklessly without Silica's order. Natasha asked knowingly because she already knew who the commander-in-chief of the mountain stronghold was because of the information provided by Carl. She looked in the direction of Silica. Even through the helmet, Silica could feel the other party's gaze, which was directly locked on her. There was no way to escape. As the commander-in-chief, Silica could not escape from the battlefield. Although she knew that the other party had bad intentions, she still stood up.

The magician sent by the other side can cast magic instantly without chanting any spells. This strength alone is already above that of ordinary magicians. It seems that the other side does not need a shield profession at all, and can retreat calmly from the range of thousands of archers. It is not a problem to retreat unscathed. The archers on the defenders' side are basically at the beginner level, with a few intermediate archers occasionally mixed in. When facing high-level magic professions, their performance is limited and they cannot cause much damage to the enemy.

"I am the commander-in-chief. Your Highness and I are strangers, so let's not meet!"

"Sister, don't be so reserved. The master has no ill intentions, and it won't hurt to meet him. If you don't go, I'll be in a difficult position, and I'll have to use some tricks to get you to come."

"If I don't go..."

"Sister, I'll just tie you up and take you over. I can't guarantee the safety of your men by then!"

"Okay, I'll go meet your master."

"Sister, that's right. Don't worry, my master will never make things difficult for a woman."

Deep in the Grinil Forest around the Wilcost Canyon, outside the mountain stronghold where the guerrilla troops were stationed, Osta commanded the troops to besiege the stronghold. Facing the crisis of the enemy approaching the city, the owner of the stronghold, Miss Silica, accepted the other party's request and met with the other party's commander. The commanders of both sides met at the designated location. Osta changed into a formal prince's dress, paying great attention to all aspects. Silica was wearing a special armor for the silver female knight, which was convenient for her to participate in the battle at any time and command the battle.

Simple tables and chairs had been set up at the meeting place. Osta sat in the chairman's seat. Tea was placed on the table. It was freshly brewed tea with hot bubbles coming out of it. Silica came to the seat in front of Osta and sat down. Looking at the gentleman in front of her who looked gentle and elegant, she couldn't think of who he was for a moment. Osta had not made a public appearance since he led his troops into the Michelson area, so Silica had only seen his two younger brothers, the fifth prince Osla and the sixth prince Osdu, from a distance, but couldn't recognize who Osta was.

Osta was also observing Silica with admiration. Silica was tall, with long blond hair, and her beautiful black eyes were full of suspicion and vigilance when she looked at the gentleman prince. This young lady had fair skin and a pretty face. She looked like a daughter of a noble family. Even if she wore the silver female knight armor, she couldn't hide her aristocratic temperament.

In terms of her talent in commanding guerrilla warfare, the beautiful knight did have great talent and ability. If Osla or Osdu had commanded the siege this time, they might not have been able to wipe out the guerrilla forces commanded by this rich lady for a while.

"Silica, you don't have to be so reserved. I just want to talk to you about something personal. I mean no harm."

"Your Highness Osla, no, Your Highness Osdu, how do you know my name?"

"Silica, don't worry about these little things. You seem to have got my name wrong. I didn't expect that the third prince's status is not as good as my fifth and sixth brothers!"

"So it's Your Highness Aosta. I'm so sorry, but you're not the same as the rumors said."

"Don't take rumors too seriously. Sometimes, if you take them too seriously, you lose."

Osta learned the identity of the commander in the mountain stronghold in advance through the information provided by the insider Carl, and confirmed that the other party was Miss Silica. This information must not be made public, and fortunately Silica did not delve into it. She sat down with full vigilance, picked up the teacup, put it to her mouth, and then put it down, as if she was worried that a gentleman prince had added something strange to the tea in advance.

Osta generously asked his personal maid, Chris, to bring two new teacups, both of which were very clean, and then poured tea again. In front of Silica, the gentleman prince drank first as a sign of respect. Seeing that the other party was fine after drinking, Silica finally let down her guard a little and drank a little symbolically. After all, he was facing the prince of the Obelisk Empire, a member of the royal family, and he had to give him some face. After a few polite words, Osta got down to business. He took out the prepared map of the Michelson area and spread it out on the table in front of him.

"Silica, let's get straight to the point! There is no future for Grand Duke Cameron. If you follow him, it would be better for you to..."

"Your Highness Aosta, are you planning to persuade them to surrender? I'm sorry, but I can't accept that."

"I have heard about your Kingdom of Caldimos. Father has indeed done something wrong... I can advise him to give your kingdom more independent power."

"Your Highness Aosta, we don't need sympathy. Even if there is only one person left, we will fight for freedom and independence."

"Silica, the situation is hopeless, why are you being so stubborn?"

"Your Highness Aosta, this is faith."

Osta tried to persuade him to surrender, but Silica firmly refused. There was no other way. Osla and Os had given people a very bad impression before. They were dangerous people who were keen on burning, killing and looting. Silica had a very bad impression of them. Although Osta had behaved very gentlemanly so far, his personal image was inevitably affected by the implications. Osta realized that Silica still had prejudices and misunderstandings about him, so he did not continue to persuade him to surrender. This gentleman prince was already a veteran in some aspects and knew when to advance and retreat.

Osta originally planned to annihilate the guerrilla force of more than 10,000 people. After seeing that the commander was Silica, the gentleman prince changed his strategy temporarily due to some personal habits and preferences, and planned to attack the hearts and minds of the people. He tried to divide as many people as possible. The people around Grand Duke Cameron were all liberals in the Kingdom of Caldimos. These people were only generally opposed to the enslavement of the Obelisk Empire. In fact, they had their own small calculations. Many of them wanted to gain greater power and political status by becoming independent, so there was a possibility of division. In fact, only some of them were as firm as the young lady and resisted to the end.

Silica, his father, and his brother were all staunch advocates of war. Grand Duke Cameron himself was not a staunch advocate of war and his position was not firm. He declared independence mainly because he was ostracized by the king of the Kingdom of Caldimos and most of the royal nobles did not stand on his side. Faced with such a dilemma, the Grand Duke could only gain greater power by declaring independence in his overseas colonies. This so-called free alliance had serious hidden dangers from the beginning.

"Silica, how about this! You give up the stronghold and hand it over to me, and your army of more than 10,000 people can leave safely. I will let my men leave a way and not attack. This is my promise."

"Your Highness Aosta, aren't you letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"That's okay, Silica. You're a smart person. If more than 10,000 people died in the battle here, it would be better to preserve your strength. If you stay, you will have a chance to make a comeback. I think you know how to choose."

"Your Highness Aosta, what is your purpose in doing this?"

"I don't mean anything else. I just admire you and think... you will understand later."

"Your Highness Aosta, you...you will regret this!"

"Silica, there is no such thing as regret in this king's dictionary."

Silica really couldn't figure out Osta's purpose, so she could only leave a few symbolic harsh words and turn around and leave. Osta always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor and treated people gently and courteously throughout the whole process, and Silica couldn't find a reason to explode. Osta sat there for a while, and then received a battle report from the front line. The more than 10,000 guerrilla troops in the mountain village began to withdraw in a planned manner.

Silica finally gave up the stronghold. She had only 10,000 soldiers under her command, and they were lightly equipped. They could not defeat Aosta's 80,000-strong army at all. In addition, they were under siege. If they did not retreat, their entire army might be wiped out, and there would be no hope of a comeback.

Osta fulfilled his promise and did not take the opportunity to order a pursuit or encirclement of the guerrilla forces. There was no need for that. The spy arranged by the gentleman prince, the young man Carl, had successfully infiltrated Silica's troops. Osta could get intelligence at any time, play hard to get, and wait for the right opportunity to capture Silica.

Chapter 158: Seizing Glennier Forest Village (Part 2)

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With the change of control of the Grenier Forest, the Wilcotes Canyon checkpoint was basically stabilized. After the rear was consolidated, Osta transferred the control of the area to the troops that came to reinforce him, led by the "White Witch" Gonias and the "Black Witch" Loritana. The total strength of this support army was about 200,000. The members were mainly composed of primitive tribal clan members of the two major forces, the Nolandias and the Lonosbil people. Their combat effectiveness was slightly inferior to that of the vanguard troops, the more than 100,000 Sarahanim tribal clan members. However, they were more than enough to deal with the current enemies.

The reinforcements also brought a large amount of supplies. When Osta was inspecting, the gentleman prince looked at the piles of food and various supplies, and felt a little strange. He always felt that he was a little too upright. Osta brought his own supplies to the war. So far, he has been fighting at a loss. Compared with Osta, his two brothers are very flexible. Osla and Osdu burned, killed, and robbed along the way, doing almost all kinds of evil. They are typical of fighting to support the war, unlike Osta who has to pay for food and supplies.

If they had plundered villages and towns and slaughtered people at will like Osdu and Osla did, Osta would have become rich a long time ago. At least he wouldn't have to pay for supplies. The supplies for an army of more than 300,000 were not a small amount. The villages near Wilcotes Canyon had been plundered by the armies of the two stinky brothers, leaving no profit at all. Osta was a little regretful. Now he couldn't even collect food from the villages. The villagers died or fled, and there was no one left alive.

Although he thought about it, Osta had no intention of putting it into practice. After all, he was different from the two brothers. Osla was greedy for money, and Osdu was tyrannical and bloodthirsty. As for Osta, the gentleman prince had other hobbies. Thinking of this, Osta sighed lightly, returned to the base camp, and summoned the generals of the three armies to hold a banquet. The sisters Gonias, Loritana and Samadiya reunited after many years.

The beautiful female leaders of these three forces have known each other for a long time. This time they work under the same gentleman lord, so they are colleagues. The previous grievances can be resolved. Osta hosted this banquet in order to intervene and mediate the conflicts between these important subordinates as a boss.

“Samadiara, it turns out that you are two sisters. No wonder Gonias and I always feel weird every time we fight with you.”

"Loritana, let's not talk about the past. What we need to focus on is the future."

"Samadias, you guys did a really good job of keeping secrets before. Why didn't I expect this to happen?"

"Gonias, we kept our relationship a secret for a long time in front of our own followers. We only made our sisterhood public after the Lord arrived. It's normal that you don't know."

"Okay, everyone, just make do with it this time! There aren't any good ingredients."

"Lord, we are very casual, please don't take it too seriously."

Osta was hosting an event at the banquet. Looking at the wild vegetables and spring water on the table, the gentleman prince looked a little embarrassed. He was a prince after all, and the reception was too shabby. Fortunately, these beautiful leaders were not from royal families, so they didn't mind it and comforted Osta not to worry. Such good employees were rare in other human continents. Only in the primitive social system of the Central Continent, there were many exceptions.

Osta did not eat these foods, as he was not used to eating wild vegetables and dry food. After drinking a few sips of mountain spring water, he started the meeting. According to the map, the armies of Osla and Osdu are advancing rapidly and have already conquered half of the territory of the Michelson region. Although the war was initially said to be to assist the local lord, Grand Duke Cameron, in suppressing the rebels, several princes from the Obelisk Empire suspected that this riot was directed and acted by Lord Cameron himself, so they changed their strategy and quickly occupied the main towns in the Michelson region by force.

According to the front-line battle reports, Osla was slightly better. The fifth prince was stingy and keen on making money. The towns captured by his army were at most looted. If they did not resist, they could save their lives by paying money. Osdu was not so good. The sixth prince was cruel and irritable, and his mood was unpredictable. The towns captured by his army had been massacred three times in a row, and most of the villages were not spared. It was really a river of blood. After many residents knew that it was Osdu's army that was coming, they fled their homes in advance and did not dare to stay and wait for death.

Although the armies of the various princes all flew the flag of the Obelisk Empire, without indicating which prince they belonged to, as the war continued, the people of the Michelson region also roughly understood that the attacking Obelisk Empire army was commanded by three different princes of the Empire. Because Osta did not take any action, his reputation among the local residents was surprisingly high, and the hostility towards Osta was slightly reduced. Compared with Osla and Osdu, this one was at least a gentleman, and had not yet committed the evil deeds of massacring cities and looting villages.

Osta just didn't go out. He was not a gentleman. Compared with the two royal brothers Osla and Osdu, Osta rarely massacred cities and villages. However, if he was really angry, Osta would also use this inhumane way of fighting. The gentleman prince was more cunning. After his two royal brothers sent troops to beat the defenders, he would send troops to harvest, which would minimize the losses in the battle.

"My Lord, our stationing here consumes a lot of resources. If you have no intention of going further into the Michelson area, I suggest that you leave some troops to guard the Wilcox Valley and withdraw the army to the Bloomfield area. There are still many things to deal with there."

"My Lord, I agree with Loritana. Although the armies under your two brothers are not very strong, they are more than enough to deal with the people here. They do not need our support."

"Lord, we think you should continue to advance. We have already solved the problem of supply. If you withdraw before achieving significant results, it will have a bad impact on your personal prestige and the reputation of our region."

"These are all good suggestions. I'll think about them and give them to you later... Hmm? Chris, what's the matter?"

"Lord Osta, there is an acquaintance who wants to see you. Would you like to go and meet him?"

"Acquaintance, who could it be at this time..."

As Osta was considering whether to issue an order to withdraw or continue the march, Chris suddenly stepped forward and whispered in the ear of the gentleman prince that an acquaintance was looking for him. Osta had to leave the banquet venue midway, letting Loritana and the others move freely on the spot and discuss the next matter after he came back. Under Chris's guidance, Osta came to an old tree on the roadside outside the Wilcotes Canyon checkpoint and met the acquaintance who had asked him to meet.

Osta recognized the familiar figure from behind. It was the beautiful cultivator who had provided assistance to the Gentleman Prince during the attack on the ancient city of Malail. The fairy was still wearing the cloak, covering her appearance. Osta recognized people by their body outlines, and his ability to recognize people in that aspect was quite high. He could recognize the other person's identity just by looking at the body shape, with an accuracy rate close to 100%.

The fairy felt complicated after seeing Osta. When she first met him, she thought that the prince was just an ordinary passerby. Now it seems that he is not only extremely powerful, but also has a group of extremely powerful people under his command. If he is allowed to continue to develop freely like this, it will be a question whether the organization will be able to control him in the future. At present, it seems that there is no way to control him.