According to Gwen's original plan, Solderlin was supposed to stay in the territory for the time being and provide him with information about the Typhon Empire as well as information about Gwen Cecil. However, the plan could not keep up with the changes. The instability of the Great Wall made everyone feel a sense of crisis. In order to figure out what was going on with the elves as soon as possible, Gwen had to let Solderlin leave the territory and find a way to contact the ancient empire in the south of the continent.
Before Solderlin left, Gwen found him and asked about his plan. "Where do you plan to go?"
Solderlin did not hide anything. "The Silver Empire did not set up many surveillance points in the north of the continent. The two closest ones are at the western border of the Ansu Empire and the border of the Typhon Empire. To be honest, the one at the western border of the Ansu Empire is too far away. I plan to go to the Typhon Empire."
Gwen glanced at Solderlin. "Won't you be beaten to death if you go back to the Typhon Empire in your current condition?"
"If a high-grade ranger doesn't want to be caught, there are ten thousand ways to jump around under the eyes of ordinary border guards," Solderlin said confidently. "And even if I'm caught by the Wolf General, I've only been held captive for a few days. I haven't surrendered. How is she going to deal with me? Besides, I'm just a mercenary, not a member of the Typhon Empire. "
There was no one else around, and Solderlin did not seem to be nervous in front of someone who knew the mystery of his strength. However, Solderlin's unabashed words still made Gawain's eyelids twitch. "Are you sure you're not surrendering when you're living so comfortably here?"
"Of course, I haven't officially returned to the Cecil Legion yet. Naturally, this doesn't count as surrendering." Solderlin's expression was particularly serious. Obviously, he was not joking at all when he said this. "This way, General Wolf Cub has no reason to blame me. I can wait until I return from Typhon before surrendering."
Gwen: "…"
Solderlin's words sounded like a joke, but in fact, he was not joking. This was because this was the logic of the Elves. In some inexplicable places, the Elves' way of thinking was very strange.
However, the Winterwolf Legion of Typhon might not agree with Solderlin's straightforward way of thinking. Solderlin himself knew this, so after he expressed his opinion, he adjusted his expression and said, "I will try my best to avoid the eyes of the Typhon people. It's not difficult. Other than the Winterwolf Legion, not many people know me. I have a route to cross the border. As long as I reach the Silver Elves' stronghold between the Empire of Typhon and Gondor wastelands, I will be in the territory of the Silver Empire and be safe."
"Well, since you have a plan, I won't say much." Gwen took a deep look at Solderlin. "I hope you have a smooth journey."
Solderlin solemnly placed his hand on his chest, bowed and said, "I swear in the name of my Elven ancestors, I will return when I'm done."
Then he straightened up and turned to the door of the study. But just as he was about to push the door open, he suddenly stopped. At the same time, Gwen sensed the presence of Knight Philip outside the door.
The next second, there was a knock on the door, and Knight Philip's serious and slightly urgent voice said, "Sir, there's an urgent military situation."
"Come in," Gwen said loudly. When Philip came in, he immediately asked, "What's going on?"
"News from the sentry tower in the Gloom Mountain Range. It's a mutant." Philip glanced at Solderlin who was standing at the door, and then quickly reported, "There are about two thousand of them, and it's still increasing. There are also huge creatures that have never been seen before."
Gwen's face instantly turned serious. "Huge creatures? What's the general description? What's the enemy's speed? "
"The exceptionally swollen humanoid figures are between five and seven meters in size. There aren't many of them, only four or five. However, the Aberrations around them are obviously more agile and agile. I suspect that they are individuals similar to commanders. However, I haven't observed any signs of intelligence yet. As for their overall speed, it's about the same as the last mutant. It will take about three to four days before they reach the border of the territory. So far, the first sentry has been withdrawn to prevent the mutants from suddenly speeding up after sensing the presence of humans. Only the second and third sentry towers are left to observe the enemy's movements with binoculars. "
"It seems that you won't be able to leave for the time being." Gwen took a deep look at Solderlin. "I have some problems here."
"I understand. You mentioned that those guys have reappeared." When Solderlin heard Philip mention the word "mutants", he silently walked back to the center of the room with a smile on his face. "They're our old enemies, aren't they?"
Gwen also smiled. "You haven't fought them for seven hundred years. Have you gotten rusty?"
Solderlin raised his hand and made a few bowstring drawing motions. "I still remember how I felt seven hundred years ago. I can kill at least a hundred of them by myself. The remaining one thousand nine hundred are for you. "
"Their numbers have exceeded the threshold. Their numbers will continue to increase. When we reach the defensive line, there will be more than two thousand of them." Gwen shook his head with a smile. "But the main force will not be you and me. It's time to let you see the power of Cecil's Combat Army. Philip, send out the alarm according to the plan, set up positions outside the city, withdraw the southern engineering team, and prepare for defense!"
After Knight Philip left, Gwen turned to look at the window. "Amber!"
Hu Po's figure immediately jumped in through the window. "Over here, over here ~ ~ I heard it all!"
"Go and call all the people here. It's going to be busy again!"
A moment later, a loud and continuous bell sound resounded throughout the entire city.
Alarm bells with a specific meaning reverberated throughout the city. Regardless of whether the soldiers were on vacation or on duty, they immediately ran to their posts according to the rhythm of the bells and what they had learned in their daily training. At various construction sites, the supervisors immediately calmed down the workers and ordered the team leaders to end their work early and return to their homes to be on standby. They themselves went to the nearest emergency gathering point and waited for the next instruction.
Just like that, everyone was on the move at the same time. Some returned to their homes to be on standby, some went to the designated assembly point, and some went directly to the southern city wall. Batches of security personnel ran out of the stations in various blocks and ran through the streets and alleys while reading the concise and easy-to-understand "emergency situation" aloud. Everything was as if they had been rehearsed.
Of course, there were people who panicked when the bell rang. Most of them were the last few new residents who joined Cecil before winter. Although they had received the basic education, they did not catch up with the training of the mutant attack. But these people were quickly comforted. The security personnel everywhere and the deliberately scattered "old residents" would tell the new neighbors what had happened. Those who had experienced the defense of New Cecil were the calmest at this moment. Not only did they not panic, but they could also judge the current situation based on the knowledge they had learned in advance. The bell rang twice, which meant that the enemy was still far away and would arrive in a few days. At present, the city was preparing for war in an orderly manner.
This was a rather "stable" situation.
The experienced residents who judged the situation from the bell began to tell the new neighbors what to do next: Maintain order, wait at home for the lord's orders, and be ready to support the defense forces within the scope of their ability. This was the responsibility and obligation of every Cecil citizen.
Since setting up camp in this barren land, which was almost at the border of human civilization, Cecil had always been ready to face challenges. The first defense of Cecil was just the beginning. After that, Gwen did not slack off on the preparedness drills for the residents. Unlike in peacetime or in a peaceful country, the borderland must be prepared for war at all times. And once the war broke out, whether the residents were adequately prepared for war could even determine the life and death of the territory. Of course, he dared not let his guard down in this regard.
But not everyone would understand what was going on in Cecil.
In the prisoner camp north of Knight Street, a dozen Typhon soldiers, Knight, and mage were still locked in the prison cell.
They had been locked up here for a few days, but except for the daily interrogation, these people were not tortured. The so-called prison cell was just a reconstruction of a sturdy old barracks, and there were magic gears inside and outside for early warning purposes. The living conditions were not worse than ordinary barracks.
These captive Typhon soldiers thought that they would face extremely cruel trials after being captured by the legendary Duke of Ansu, but they did not expect that they would not be hanged or beaten. Apart from having their freedom restricted, they were treated very well. After thinking about it, they felt that this was most likely what Soledrin had done for them. The elven ranger was obviously an old acquaintance of the founding hero of Ansu, and this favor had given them incredible treatment. Faced with such treatment, the Typhon soldiers felt very conflicted.
With complicated feelings and nothing to do, the captive Typhon soldiers could only think about life and discuss how long they would be locked up.
The moment before the alarm rang, they were still having such a discussion. But after the alarm rang, they immediately stopped.
A Tiphon knight suddenly stood up and listened to the sound of the bell outside. With a look of surprise on his face, he asked, "What happened outside?"
"I don't know, it sounds like an alarm." A wizard also stood up and tried to put his face close to the window that was inlaid with fine steel bars that were deliberately raised. He wished that he could summon a Wizard's Eye to see the situation outside, but there were runes and traps inside and outside the prison cell that were specifically used to monitor wizards. Casually using magic would only bring trouble to himself. "I saw a lot of soldiers running out of the barracks!"
"Alarm? The soldiers are moving? " The Knight who spoke earlier was startled, and his face suddenly lit up with joy. "Could it be that our people are attacking? Has the war started early?! "
"Impossible. Even if the war started, it started from the Eastwolf Fort. How could the army fight from the border all the way here in such a short time?" Another Knight immediately said. "Maybe they are suppressing the slave workers … After all, this is a newly established territory."
The third Knight also stood up and lowered his voice. "Could this … be an opportunity?"
Everyone in the prison cell immediately quieted down. Pairs of eyes began to look around uneasily, as if they were afraid that the whispered words would also reach the ears of the Ansu soldiers standing guard outside.
"… The chances of us escaping are not high." The last wizard who had not spoken until now finally broke the silence. "There are Ansu soldiers everywhere here. Have you noticed the discipline of the soldiers outside? Even if the situation is chaotic, they will not give us a chance. "
The Knight who spoke earlier was somewhat dissatisfied. "But if we don't run now …"
Before this Knight could finish, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from the door. "If you run now, I won't be able to save you!"
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