Saint Cyanda's imperial family had four generals in Burning Dawn in name.
They were in charge of the north and south camps of Burning Dawn.
However, a hundred years ago, when Saint Cyanda VII gave the order to attack Golden City, the outpost at the south of Golden City was lost, leaving only the North Camp near Shatterstone Town and 11 outposts.
The permanent garrison of Burning Dawn's north camp was around 3,000 men.
Each outpost had 50 to 100 men.
There was also a group of 1,000 riders known as the ace of the pack. Excluding the supply and miscellaneous troops, Burning Dawn had a total of around 5,000 men.
If the supply and miscellaneous troops were included, the total number would reach 10,000.
But among the 10,000 men, almost 2,000 were infected with the wolf plague.
Among the infected, there were quite a number of lower and middle officers.
What concerned Kieran more was, among the four generals sent by Saint Cyanda imperial family, three of them were infected with the wolf plague. One of them was the deputy general of the north camp and the deputy general of the south camp in name.
"Four generals, only one left …"
Kieran squinted his eyes in deep thought.
He was getting more and more curious about the conditions to be infected with the wolf plague.
Or rather, what was the goal of Broker's men?
According to Bradfolk, those who were infected with the wolf plague had a certain status in Burning Dawn or were quite reputable.
It seemed like the wolf plague wasn't a natural plague.
It was the work of Broker's men.
"Why did you do it?
A main mission brought by your identity?
Or … some secret event that I don't know about? "
Kieran wondered.
However, there was one thing Kieran was clear about.
He must not allow Broker to succeed!
As for how to destroy it?
Kieran was perfecting his plan in his mind once more and at the same time, he continued to ask for the necessary information, "Bradfolk, who gave you the order to kill Walloon?"
"It was General Dilder!
When I left the camp, General Dilder ordered me to find a chance to kill Walloon and … and you, my lord!
He deserves to die a thousand times for his sins!
"My Lord, please rest assured. I will definitely twist his head off!"
Bradfolk, who was being controlled, was terrified and furious when he thought about the order from the deputy general. He knelt on the ground and swore.
"After you were infected with the wolf plague, you still chose to obey him?"
Kieran raised a brow.
"He promised to give us a real identity, even if we were infected with the wolf plague, he promised to let us live under the sun and not execute us or lock us up."
Bradfolk replied.
"Is that so?"
Kieran went into deep thought for a while before he asked again, "Among those infected with the wolf plague, are there any important people or people that you think are important? Tell me their names and characteristics."
"Yes, my lord.
Bradfolk replied and started to describe.
…
Some distance away from Kieran and Kieran.
A mountain peak that was rarely seen on Supreme Road suddenly appeared in the wilderness.
The mountain wasn't that tall but it was extremely steep.
Some places were completely perpendicular to the ground.
Burning Dawn's North Camp was located here.
Dawn Town, Dawn, Dawn, Red North Town, North, and Dawn. and, the north, Dawn North, Burning Dawn. Dawn Dawn. North.
In the depths of the barracks, a secret meeting was being held.
There were only three people in the meeting.
The one in charge was the deputy general of the camp, Dilder.
Dilder was rather tall but extremely thin. Even though he had a full beard, leather armor, and a sword at his waist, he didn't give off any extra mighty presence.
Instead, he looked like a monkey wearing a crown, which would make one laugh.
However, the deputy general didn't think so.
Dilder thought he had the bravery and indomitable determination that others didn't have.
Deirdre glanced at his two comrades with a calm gaze and said slowly, "How's the plan?"
"It's going well!
Most of them are willing to join us! "
The deputy general of the South Camp said with a smile.
However, the general was a little hesitant.
"Isn't it too risky?"
The general asked.
"Risky?
Everything has to be risky!
How can we succeed without taking risks? "
Dilder smiled and waved his hand.
"But the risk is too big and there aren't enough benefits. Have you ever thought about what will happen if the soldiers don't get what they want?
"A mutiny is unavoidable!"
The general of the South Camp reminded Dilder.
Dilder wasn't angry when he heard the reminder, instead, he smiled delightedly.
In fact, he had been waiting for someone to ask him about it.
After all, it was the part of his plan that he was most proud of.
"I need them to mutiny!
"If they didn't do that, how would we be able to get out of here?"
The quota that his lordship promised isn't a lot, excluding the few of us, we can only heal a few at most. "
Dilder lowered his voice.
However, his delightful look couldn't be concealed at all. His narrow and skinny face showed that he didn't care about the soldiers.
In this noble lord's heart, let alone the soldiers, even if the whole of Burning Dawn died, it wouldn't matter to him.
Although … he was the commander of those soldiers in name.
"Are you sure we can join Golden City smoothly?
And with our current identity and position? "
The general of the South Camp asked the most worrying question.
"Of course!
It's a promise between nobles!
It's the most trustworthy! "
Dilder said in an affirmative tone.
"Then, what about the envoy?
What are you going to do? "
The general of the South Camp asked again, his face showing a perverted and nefarious expression.
"She is also one of the important trading items!
His lordship is very interested in her. "
Dilder then walked to the wine cabinet beside him.
The general of the South Camp quickly put away his disgusting expression and sat up straight.
He knew what his lordship represented.
Since his lordship expressed his interest, he mustn't show any unusual expression, otherwise, he would die a graveless death.
"Relax, we are comrades!
Don't be like this!
Come, let's have a drink!
When we join Golden City, wealth and women will be endless, why should we care about one? "
Dilder took the wine bottle and glasses and poured a glass of slightly sweet wine for his collaborators. He then raised his glass to Kieran.
"Tomorrow, when the sun rises, it will be the day we succeed!
Cheers to our success! "
Ding!
After the clear clinking of glasses, Dilder and his two collaborators drained their wine in a single gulp.
The three of them then looked at each other and smiled.
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