The Black Nightmare Army quickly began to move.
With tens of thousands of people moving together, it is bound to attract quite a bit of attention. Therefore, they took off their armor as they did during the previous attack, divided into dozens of groups, and dispersed from different angles of the mountains like ordinary people fleeing.
The surroundings of the Warcraft Mountains are densely covered with eyeliners. And when people keep coming out of the mountains, these informants will naturally notice that something has changed in the mountains.
They immediately turned back and sent the message.
"Transfer? What's going on? Has someone leaked our information again?"
In St. Peter's Basilica, the bishop's face sank as he listened to the paladin's report. He thought of the Pope's possible expression when he heard the news, and then he couldn't help but shudder.
They need to deal with it quickly...
"Where is the destination of the Black Nightmare Army? In such a short time, I don't believe they can find any natural hiding place." The bishop quickly ordered, "All armies will also mobilize immediately to stop all the traitors. !”
"But... they all act separately."
"Then try to stop as much as you can!"
"Understood."
The paladin turned around and hurried away from the warning of the church. The bishop took a deep breath and thought carefully about how to report the news to His Holiness the Pope.
Under their orders, soldiers from all over the place quickly moved into action.
They were unable to form a blockade in a short period of time and blockade the entire Warcraft Mountain Range. Therefore, they selected several surrounding main streets to build checkpoints to check passing pedestrians. It's just... the final effect is not very satisfactory.
Taking off the armor of the Black Nightmare Society, in fact, most of the soldiers are ordinary people from all over the kingdom. With the kingdom's internal order in chaos, it was difficult for the church to confirm those who had joined the Black Nightmare Army and those who were simply fleeing.
Therefore, when the bishop reported the results one day later, Grant's expression was not very good.
"Fifty-two people. The enemy had an army moving, but you caught fifty-two people?"
"Well... they acted too suddenly, and we have tried to intercept them as quickly as possible." The bishop could only explain bravely, "But there is no need for your Majesty to worry. We have checked their memories and obtained a lot of valuable information." information."
"for example?"
"The number and armaments of the Black Nightmare Army...the number of mages in their army has exceeded four figures. And that demon is also in the army, commanding at any time."
"Only these? What is the use of these? Where does the enemy's intelligence come from? What is their next battle plan?"
"Well... what we captured are ordinary soldiers. There is no way to interrogate these things."
Hearing this, Grant's eyes flashed with anger. However, perhaps due to other considerations, he still closed his eyes and looked calm, without having an attack on the spot.
The bishop was also frightened, and quickly added: "Your Majesty, don't worry, although we asked them to move away from the Warcraft Mountains, we already know where their destination is!"
Grant opened his eyes: "Where?"
"In Pearl Valley."
Upon hearing this, Grant took a deep breath and showed an indifferent and determined look.
A few hours later, the horn suddenly sounded at the gate of the royal capital. Groups of priests flew out of Havenright and headed north. The royal army was also arranged neatly, as if going out to fight, and they surged toward the shore of Pearl Lake.
Standing in an attic, Duke Colin watched the army march out, his face full of worry.
"Is this... are they going to fight so soon?"
The six nobles who secretly supported Benjamin were standing in the attic at this moment. They saw the ball of holy light that led the priests to fly away. They understood what this scene meant.
- Ordinary suppression of bandits does not require the Pope to be dispatched. In this world, the Pope only dispatches for one person.
"Duke Colin, you visited the camp last time... Do you think they can win?" A nobleman immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously.
"I don't know..." Duke Colin was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said, "But judging from what Dean Benjamin told me, the time has not yet matured, and they seem to be still gathering strength."
Hearing this, the other five people suddenly panicked.
"What should we do? Once they are defeated, he can escape back to the academy with the group of mages, but, we will definitely be exposed! Your Excellency, Duke, we... we can't sit still and wait for death!"
Duke Colin also nodded: "We'd better leave the royal capital and go outside to avoid the limelight."
The nobles exchanged glances with each other, and couldn't think of any other way to do it, so they nodded one after another. Leaving the royal capital at this time actually meant that they had a guilty conscience, and all their secret actions would be exposed to the eyes of the church. But staying... It seems that they can only wait for the judgment of fate.
Unless Benjamin wins a great victory and counterattacks the royal capital, they will be able to survive. Otherwise, even if both sides lose, the church will definitely discover the few family knights they sent during the battle with the Black Nightmare Army!
They all regretted why they sent knights as representatives...
"Let's pack our things and go abroad directly." Another noble said, "We can definitely go to the Magic Academy. In this case, the dean will definitely be willing to accept us temporarily."
Duke Colin nodded, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be thinking about other things...
However, just as they were discussing their escape, a man who looked like a servant suddenly ran in and lowered his voice, but could not suppress the urgent tone in his voice: "Your Majesty the Duke! Secret report!"
The nobles turned around one after another.
"What's the matter?" Duke Colin's expression also changed and he asked.
"The church is preparing to blockade the royal capital again." The other party stopped and reported to the nobles, "The priests who stayed behind have appeared at various city gates, and the civilians who were just about to leave the city have been stopped."
Upon hearing this, the nobles' faces instantly turned pale.
"Lock the city... why? Is the church suspecting something?"
They looked at each other, exchanging the astonishment and eagerness in their eyes. Although under special circumstances, the management of the royal capital has become increasingly strict, and it is not uncommon to block the city gates, but this moment has hit their fate.
They can't help but think of the worse.
"How long will it be sealed? How strict? Is there no way to be accommodating at all?" Duke Colin asked.
"We have inquired with the paladins we are familiar with. This time the Pope's order is very strict. No one is allowed to leave the royal capital. They will only lift the blockade when the army returns from the expedition."
The nobles' faces, which had just regained some color, were suddenly as white as paper.
"...We're done." Someone closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said with self-deprecation, "I'm afraid the church has discovered that someone is secretly passing information to the outside world. The purpose of this lockdown is to turn us into ants in a hot pot. Even if we The slightest hint of wanting to run away will be immediately exposed in their eyes, caught out and destroyed. But... if we don't run away and the Pope comes back, we may not be able to survive anymore."
After speaking, the noble lowered his head and covered his face in embarrassment. In the end, the entire secret attic fell into silence. Everyone was a little desperate and no one spoke.
The manservant who summoned him was also stunned on the spot, confused.
"...We only have one way to survive."
I don’t know how long the silence lasted. Suddenly, Duke Colin raised his head, his voice sounded unusually hoarse.
Suddenly, the other five people all turned their heads and looked towards him.
"The Pope has left, the Royal Army has left, and most of the priests and bishops have also left." Duke Colin spoke extremely slowly, as if every word was too heavy to say, "The current royal capital, originally There were not many people left, and the few that were left were used by them to block the city gate... "
Listening to Duke Colin's words, the faces of the five nobles showed strange expressions.
"You, you plan to..."
Duke Colin nodded and narrowed his eyes: "The unprotected princess in the palace... Oh no! Her Majesty, this is our last life-saving straw."