The wilderness is vast and the wind is bleak.
The roads in the Northland have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many potholes and damages. Zhou Qingfeng left Coldwind City and turned to the south, but the speed of personnel and vehicles just couldn't get up. Occasionally, everyone has to get out of the car to repair the road to allow the heavy-duty carriage to pass.
There were only a hundred people in the southward team, most of them cavalry, and a dozen heavy-duty carriages pulling supplies. Zhou Qingfeng's first goal was the nearest dense fog city.
The steel machinery used for combat will take some time to complete. However, from the analysis of various clues, the aristocratic forces in the North have already launched actions against Zhou Qingfeng's forces. Hundreds of nobles’ armed raids and siege work teams are the proof.
Facing the huge space in the north, Zhou Qingfeng can only control the information in a certain range around him at best. The fog of war is even greater for him. He has no way of knowing what Cyric and the Northern Nobles are doing. It can only be...
Take the initiative, you beat you, I beat mine.
If there is a highway, it would take only six or seven hours to ride a horse for more than 100 kilometers, and it would definitely be possible to arrive in one day. However, the poor road conditions in the north made Zhou Qingfeng's team slowly move forward, and it was a miracle to be able to run 30 kilometers a day.
In order to cope with the bad road conditions, Zhou Qingfeng must bring enough supplies and logistics, and the team members must be capable all-rounders. Even he himself must put down the shelf and go out to do chores.
Before Inissa's main force set off, Zhou Qingfeng had already headed south three days in advance. Before the last distance from the city of dense fog, the team stopped under a barren mountain ridge.
A stream provides drinking water, forest shrubs provide fuel, and teams camp. Although Zhou Qingfeng can send the succubus with lava stone, it can save some soul crystals.
The capable cavalry dispersed, guarding the surroundings. Farther away, densely packed hidden servants are in charge of detection to ensure that no one can sneak attack. Zhou Qingfeng led two army carpenters to inspect the use of the carriage.
"The road was too difficult to walk. Five wheels were cracked today. Fortunately, the iron axles we replaced were still intact and there was no loss." A carpenter reported the situation, and another carpenter took the soldiers to replace the wooden wheels.
There are no springs, no rubber tires, and the wooden wheels collide with the ground rigidly. In order to make the carriage more durable, the outer ring of all wheels is nailed with a layer of iron, which greatly improves the durability.
However, the long-term fast travel still caused some of the spokes to crack. Fortunately, it is only the wheel part that needs to be repaired. It would be too much trouble to repair the axle.
"The crack isn't very severe." After checking, Zhou Qingfeng performed the'repair technique' casually. This is a small trick of change, which can solve many minor damages. He masters the first-level magic net and can perform more than 20 tricks every day.
Little tricks may seem inconspicuous, but they can greatly save manpower. The two carpenters put the repaired wheels on the carriage. Inside the carriage are various spare parts, ready to repair the wear and tear along the way.
After dealing with the wheels, Zhou Qingfeng went to inspect the horses again. The team of more than 100 people has more than 200 horses, and they must be well fed to ensure that they are physically strong and emotionally stable. When necessary..., it is still precious food.
A knight was feeding his mount with physical potion, but his horse obviously disliked the strong spicy smell so much that he slapped his nose after a sip, and the potion sprayed his face.
The surrounding companions all laughed and made trouble. Until a ranger came up to help and used the "Appease Animal" to let the horse quietly finish drinking the potion.
Zhou Qingfeng doesn't mind the soldiers playing around during their leisure time. Because the battle that is about to take place will be very difficult. Relying on his good physical strength and energy, he will inspect every two hours to ensure that there are as few mistakes as possible.
After chatting with the soldiers who were about to rest, Zhou Qingfeng also decided to take a nap, half an hour. When he returned to the tent, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the dark sky. Something was spying.
The sky was shrouded by an iron curtain, there were no stars and moon, and nothing could be seen. However, Zhou Qingfeng looked up at the sky but appeared in the Banshee Fort two to three hundred kilometers away.
In the chamber of the Phils family, the legendary wizard Banker, who specializes in prophecy, is maintaining a virtual picture. The three of them stared at the shrinking Zhou Qingfeng on the screen, expanding to the entire Northland like a satellite perspective, vaguely distinguishing the location of each other.
"This guy actually went to Dense Mist City with only a small amount of troops?" Little Phils sat at the top of the chamber, wondering.
Old Bank's'advanced detection' ended, he sat in the back chair for a while and shook his head slightly and said: "This person is covered in a mist, I can't predict his thoughts."
On the other side of the round table sat Pastor Bann in black robes. He sneered: "I said that you can’t deal with Victor Hugo by your own strength. He is protected by the dark day. In order to invade Wuji like this.
To deal with the saint of one god, one must invite the saint of another god. Now that the dark day is very weak, if the goddess of winter makes a move personally, it will surely succeed.
If it weren't for my lord's weakness shortly after his resurrection, he would never give up this opportunity. But disputes and hatred are the responsibility of our lord, and he must not sit back and watch Victor Hugo continue to live.
Think about it, as long as you hunt Victor Hugo, you can take away the priesthood of Dark Sun. This is a rare opportunity. So... Will the Frost Girl take action? "
Facing Pastor Benn's encouragement, Phils didn't answer. He turned his head to look at Old Bank, the legendary wizard just chuckled and said: "Your Excellency Switch You should be very favored by the gods, and I can't penetrate his thinking barrier. I don't know if what he said is true or false."
The straightforward words were exchanged for Pastor Benn with several sneers. He took the initiative to stand up and bowed slightly to salute: "I have fulfilled my duty to inform. How to decide is a two-person matter. Next, I won't bother."
Pastor Bann turned and left the chamber, leaving behind the old wizard and young Phils. The monarch and the courtier sat at the table, and the latter asked in a low voice: "Master, Pastor of Bann encourages the people of our Winter Church to take action. What does this mean?"
"Dispute and hatred? Huh..., that guy must have concealed something, we must build a dike." The legendary wizard replied, "I can't judge his plot, but Victor Hugo is very important. It should be true."
Speaking of Zhou Qingfeng, Little Phil's tone was immediately excited, "That guy is moving really fast, but can he really bring more than a hundred troops to take down the city of dense fog? This is incredible."
"He captured Coldwind City but he didn't even use a hundred troops." The old wizard replied, "No matter what, we should respond as soon as possible."
Little Phils replied fiercely: "I have issued a summoning order to other cities in the North, asking other city owners to join forces to send troops. But at this speed..."
The speed is too slow.
There is a communication technique in Arcane, which can communicate within a few hundred meters; there is also a wind message technique, which transmits information at different distances according to the caster level, one kilometer per level;
The cities in the North are tens of hundreds of kilometers away, scattered across an area of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers. Even a demi-god wizard can't send a message at such a distance.
If you want to communicate quickly, you usually rely on things like magic pets. One month passed after the news passed back and forth. It will take another month after the discussions are over. Waiting for the army to gather, it is another month.
Boom..., I haven't done anything, everyone is waiting.
Transmission is slow and maneuvering is slow. There is'flying' in arcane arts, but a master who can fly a few kilometers. Unless wings can grow, everyone has to walk slowly on the ground with their legs.
Zhou Qingfeng expects that the Northland nobles will be killed in a month. This is really too much of an overestimation of the opponent.
Little Phils knew the sluggish temperament of the nobles. It's not that they don't look like fast, but that the rapid deployment of troops will really mess up their social system and cause even greater disturbances.
"We can't really wait for a month or two, right?"
"Then we can only send troops to Banshee Fort alone. At most, it is impossible to unite several surrounding cities and unite the entire Northland." Old Bank said clearly, and then sighed: "Or we can gather the elite and directly pursue the target. Myself."
Directly chasing Victor Hugo himself seems to be the lowest cost plan. This plan also has a great convenience for young Phils-the old wizard Bank is proficient in the prophecy arcane and can locate the target every day.
The name of the first wizard in the North comes from Banker's ability to advance the enemy every time, and when confronting him, he will always suffer heavy losses at a critical juncture.
The Phils family can kill Victor Hugo on their own, but it will not do any good for the integration of the Northland. Those cheeky dignitaries will praise the Phils family at most, and then enjoy a peaceful life with peace of mind.
However, letting the untouchable armed forces make trouble around the Northland is no good, and the goddess of Winter seems to have moved on Pastor Bann's proposal. Young Phils deliberated and finally decided-Old Bank led the team and let Victor Hugo's enemies go first.