On the path in the forest, a team of about fifty people was slowly heading south.
Near noon, the team stopped by a small stream to set up camp.
"Brother, wake up, it's time for lunch!"
Anna shook Earl Evan a few times, but found that the other party was still silent.
She raised her eyebrows, clenched her fists tightly, and hit Earl Evan's lower abdomen heavily.
"Ah! Ugh—"
Poor Earl Evan spit out from this seemingly understated punch.
After a while of ups and downs, Earl Evan panted and looked back at his violent sister: "Have you lost your temper so early in the morning?"
"It's still early? It's already noon!"
Earl Evan waved his hand weakly: "What's the difference?"
"Dinner is ready, do you want to eat?"
"Eat, eat!" Earl Evan struggled to get up.
He knew that if he didn't eat now, his cruel sister would really make him hungry until night.
After all, members of the St. Pross family were traveling. Even in the wild, the lunch was very rich, but the atmosphere was a little stagnant.
After returning from Silvermoon City without success, everyone's mood has been unable to lift.
Of course, except Earl Evan.
He is still the same heartless old man, just drinking all day long.
Just when everyone had finished their lunch and packed up their things and was about to set off again, the sentinel who had gone out to check the surroundings suddenly turned back.
Moreover, he brought back one more person.
"My lord, this is the messenger of the Pegasus Legion."
The Pegasus Legion is the direct army of the St. Pross family, the lord of the Eastern Realm, and has always been in the hands of the Duke of St. Pross.
However, in recent years, the Duke of St. Pros has also begun to train his eldest son, the Marquis Vincent, and handed over the daily training of the Pegasus Legion to him.
"Oh? Why did you appear here?" Earl Evan's sleepy eyes instantly brightened up, as if he had woken up from the wine.
"Lord Earl, Lord Marquis Vincent is currently in the Shadow Canyon. He just led the Pegasus Legion to fight the Black Cavalry Army in the north and won a victory! I just want to pass this good news back to Bailu City. "
"The Black Cavalry? Still won the battle?" Earl Evan's eyes almost widened, as if he had heard some story like the Arabian Nights.
"Yes, Lord Earl, we have defeated the Black Cavalry Army! Moreover, we have also captured the Marquis of Garcia!" The messenger's face turned red with excitement, and he shouted loudly.
"Really? Big brother actually defeated Marquis Garcia? That's amazing!" Anna also shouted excitedly when she heard the words.
But Earl Evan frowned instead.
Although he and his elder brother usually have some quarrels, it is not enough to feel jealous at this time.
He was just keenly aware that something was wrong.
Earl Evan is very clear about how capable his elder brother is.
He could actually defeat the illustrious Marquis Garcia
How does this sound like a big lie.
"Where is the Pegasus Legion stationed now?"
"It's in Shadow Canyon."
"Go, let's go and see!"
…
The sky above the Shadow Canyon is still shrouded in thick smoke.
There are also scorched marks on the stone walls on both sides of the canyon.
Crows and vultures flew over the canyon in groups, and fell into the valley in black masses, competing with the wild beasts in the mountains for the corpses everywhere.
At first glance, the scene is extremely terrifying.
When Earl Evan and his party came here, the bloody smell that hit their faces almost suffocated them.
It wasn't until this time that Earl Evan finally believed that his elder brother might have really defeated the Black Cavalry Army.
"Evan, Anna, haha, you are here! You have worked hard all the way!"
As soon as they met, Marquis Vincent greeted his younger brother and sister with a red face.
The number one heir to the St. Pross family is now in high spirits.
After defeating Marquis Garcia's Black Cavalry Army, Marquis Vincent felt that he had become one of the top generals in the empire.
"Brother, congratulations! Father will be proud of you when he finds out!" Anna sincerely congratulated her brother.
But Earl Evan was different.
He congratulated perfunctorily at first, and then immediately raised his own doubts: "Brother, how did you lead Marquis Garcia into Shadow Canyon?"
"You don't need to worry about this. Anyway, in this battle, the Black Cavalry Army was almost wiped out, and even the Marquis of Garcia was captured by me. What do you have to say about such a record?"
Of course Earl Evan had something to say, and he growled angrily: "The fact that Marquis Garcia was able to be introduced into such a Jedi is obviously a problem within the Black Cavalry Army. Even if you don't say it, I can guess it." .
But, since you guys already have such a plan, why didn't you tell me in advance
In Silvermoon City, I can fully cooperate with you to perfect this plan even better!
You can even take this opportunity to…”
"Enough!" Marquis Vincent interrupted his younger brother forcefully, "You have achieved nothing in Silvermoon City, do you still blame me? Don't you always claim to be unparalleled? Why do you still need my help? "
Earl Evan sighed inwardly.
He understood that the reason why his brother didn't tell him these plans was probably because he was afraid of himself and didn't want him to share the credit.
But such fear not only chilled Earl Evan, but also made him angry.
Facing the threat of foreign enemies, the San Pros family could not work together, but calculated each other...
Taking a deep breath, Earl Evan forcibly suppressed his anger, and his tone gradually became indifferent: "Then, my good brother, how many troops did you bring with you this time?"
"Two hundred thousand troops."
"What about now? How much is left?"
Marquis Vincent choked slightly, but then he pretended to be tough and said: "There are more than a hundred thousand."
"How many tens of thousands?" Earl Evan continued to ask.
Along the way, he had already seen the wounded soldiers in the camp and the depressing atmosphere, which was not at all what an army that had just won a big victory should look like.
Marquis Vincent's eyes dodged a little: "The specific casualty statistics have not been completed yet... Why are you asking these questions? How can there be no undead in war? Especially to annihilate a strong northern army like the Black Cavalry, how could it be possible not to pay a certain amount of money?" cost?"
Earl Evan confirmed this time—
My brother had only won a miserable victory when he had the best time and place.
What hasn't been counted yet
It is estimated that the damage of the 200,000 troops is almost half.
With such a battle loss ratio, Earl Avan didn't know whether he should lament the vulnerability of the eastern border army, or should be shocked by the terrible destructive power of the black cavalry army when they faced desperation.
But no matter what, he was sure of one thing - his brother was used as a knife.
It's a pity that Marquis Vincent is still complacent, immersed in the false halo of victory, completely unaware of this.
Earl Evan suddenly felt a little tired, and asked instead: "Where's Marquis Garcia? Can I see him?"
"He was seriously injured and still in a coma... How about this. Evan, you and Anna are responsible for escorting him back to Bailu City and handing him over to his father.
In addition, there are a lot of wounded soldiers in this battle, and you will also be responsible for leading them back to Bailu City. "
"What about you?" Earl Evan suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Marquis Vincent straightened his chest and put on a confident look: "I will move northward, attack Silvermoon City, and firmly hold the Half-Elf Kingdom in my hands!"
Earl Evan wanted to dissuade, but the words turned into:
"Okay, brother, then I will wait for your triumphant return in Bailu City!"
(end of this chapter)