When it comes to the Marching Mountains, I am afraid that many people have automatically equated it with the 'Lair of Sharptooth Ivicola Sagran' or the 'Forbidden Zone', so that few people are willing to take the risk to reach this area in Karin.

A place on the edge of the border between Shan and Tethyr.

But in fact, in this long and narrow wilderness mountainous area covered with dense forests, in addition to some scattered tribes of orcs and ogres, there are also some humans with ideal flames who also live in seclusion here.

The reason why it has not been wiped out by the Pasha regime for nearly twenty years may also be attributed to the glorious Rehem Nasar who has passed away for more than ten centuries.

After Ivicola Sagrain and Shane IV teamed up to massacre him and Shane IV removed all the treasures, the post-war ruins were gradually forgotten by people.

The severely injured Ivicola Saglan has been staying there to lick her wounds, gathering the orcs and ogres there to hunt food for her and disturb the rule of Shaan.

However, this situation only lasted until the death of Xia En VII.

Ivicola Sagran, who had successfully taken revenge, believed that the ruins of the Silver Dragon's Lair no longer matched her identity as 'Shaan's Dragon Quesa', so she built a lot of civil engineering in the middle of the Marching Mountains and rebuilt a building that was more glorious than before.

Rui wanted to come out of his majestic lair and move away from this 'place of shame' -

This is the place where she successfully defeated Hemnassar but was tricked by Shane IV and survived.

Now nearly a thousand years have passed, but it has become a refuge for some 'rebels' trying to escape the enslavement of the pashas.

The low setting sun is about to disappear into the horizon, and only the faint sunlight shines into the ancient cave.

But even so, a young female voice and the immature voices of children speaking and reading can still be heard in the cave with complex terrain.

No, actually it's not just kids.

Surrounding hundreds of children, there are also some young adults who have just hunted or completed missions and are staring devoutly at their only 'teacher' and their spiritual leader, Jenny Sal.

Jenny Sal has long hair that looks like silver. When the setting sun falls on it, it will even reflect a brilliant halo, making many men obsessed with it.

But just for a moment, he quickly lowered his head, as if he thought that his unreasonable delusion was a sinful blasphemy to the female elf in front of him.

No one dislikes Jenny Sal, who kills men, women, old and young alike.

Even some of the 'Avengers' who had a bad temper would temporarily forget the hatred in their hearts when they were looked at by her gentle and unbiased eyes, and devote all their energy to studying.

Jenny Sal once told them that only by unremittingly learning characters, learning history, and learning more unknown knowledge can they arm themselves and liberate more enslaved people.

Because words are the basis of all learning and a necessary tool for learning other things.

And learning history can make them smart, so that they can learn from history and avoid some fatal mistakes.

Only learning can change your destiny.

The 'rebels' who have initially escaped from slavery are convinced of this.

No one knows the true origin of this half-elf.

According to word of mouth, it seems that more than 20 years ago, the Black Orcs launched a slave rebellion, which caused the entire Kalishan to be divided and divided into various factions. The refugees were displaced. The first batch of refugees who plucked up the courage to advance towards the Marching Mountains encountered devastation.

During the siege of human demons, Jenny Sal appeared.

But she did not take action personally. Instead, she taught the refugees how to use the complex and dangerous terrain to fight against the cumbersome ogres, and finally used the rolling rocks on the mountain top to defeat and drive away the hungry ogres.

As time passed and word spread among the people, more and more rebels who tried to escape the fate of becoming slaves gathered here, and began to form armed forces to liberate more people who were suffering and enslaved.

And they are not without difficulties. As their raids on slave gangs have become more frequent in recent years, they have also begun to attract the attention of many regimes and liquidate them.

It's just that they took advantage of the complex terrain of the ruins of the Marching Mountains to fight guerrillas, and did not invest much force in suppressing them and often failed.

But even so, the scale of their 'rebel organization' has reached a bottleneck.

Except for the orchards they cultivated and the mushroom greenhouses in the caves, there were not many ways to obtain food around the Marching Mountains.

The Karin Valley is the only land suitable for farming, where wild beasts and ogres appear all year round. Mobile version::

Even if the seeds are sown, they will probably be trampled and eaten away as soon as they sprout.

Some people have also proposed trading with the outside world, but apart from eating too much mushrooms that are prone to diarrhea and some raw ores mined from the mountains, they don’t seem to have many tradeable items. It is impossible to do human trafficking.

What's the difference between the words and those of the pashas?

Secondly, once they have a fixed trade route, they are highly hostile and can easily be exploited by various hostile regimes in Calishan, causing disaster.

Perhaps they felt their own lack of vision and knowledge, and their attitude towards learning became more pious.

It's just that some thoughtful people seem to have noticed that Jenny Sal, who is teaching today, seems to be a little out of sorts.

And they could roughly guess the reason, so their eyes dimmed one after another.

Sir Pasha raised troops to attack Karim Port in a large scale. They had received the news a few days ago.

Faced with this kind of military operation, their 'rebel organization' with less than 8,000 people was powerless to stop it. They could only watch tens of thousands of compatriots being driven away like cattle and sheep under the whip of a butcher's knife.

Toward the city that looked like a slaughterhouse.

But not everyone is ‘indifferent’.

A half-elf named Missel left the sanctuary alone after leaving a letter.

She wrote in the letter: "Sister Jenny, I have vowed to follow you forever, but I also cannot stand by and watch tens of thousands of my compatriots die on the battlefield because of Silpasha's selfish desires.

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise. I know that maybe my power is very weak, and I also know that I may not be able to change anything in the end.

"But I still want them to know that not everyone has forgotten them.

"Someone tried to take them with them to resist

"Even if it only becomes a fleeting spark."

That day, Jenny Sal looked at the "last words" left by Messier, stood by the cliff and looked into the distance, without speaking for a long time, with a sad expression.

The next day, they received news that almost all of the nearly 30,000 slaves were killed in front of Karin Port.

But midway, there seemed to be a slave gang of several hundred people, rising up against the tide on the mighty battlefield. After killing several war supervisor knights one after another, they rushed towards Sirpasha's central army, but soon

They were soon strangled to death.

Like a wave splashing on the ocean, it only makes a ripple and then disappears.

Just like what she said in her letter

Just a fleeting spark

Jenny Sal's teaching today ended much earlier than usual.

A half-elf ranger wearing leather armor stepped forward and reported:

"Jenny Sal, we have just received news that the Ponte Exchange in Karin City has confirmed a transaction today. They will escort nearly 6,000 people from their exchange to the banks of the Karin River for trading in three days."

Speaking of this, the female ranger seemed a little excited and gritted her teeth:

"Our people seem to have seen that after the war, a slave trader suspected of finding a seriously injured half-elf and brought him back to the Ponte Exchange. Maybe Mysail is still alive!

"Sister Jenny, do we want to take action?"

But what disappointed her was that Jenny Sal did not turn around. She first looked into the distance and sighed:

"Six thousand people, Ponte Exchange devotes all its resources to trading"

Then he asked calmly: "So, assuming that Missel is still alive, how many people do you plan to sacrifice to stop this deal?

"And luckily after this operation is successful, will we have food and medicine for these 6,000 people?

"Finally, how should we deal with the full counterattack of the Ruiden Federation?"

Each of Jenny Sal's questions was sharper than the last, but more real than the last. They were like knives piercing the female ranger's chest, making her look pale and panicked.

Yes, their 'Jenissa' rebel organization may have indeed improved somewhat in recent years, but compared to the large organizations that have long been entrenched in Kalishan, it is still

Too weak.

The reason why they were able to succeed repeatedly when facing some small-scale slave traders was that they always gained a crushing advantage with absolutely superior force.

Those organizations, faced with relatively small losses and the high difficulty of dealing with 'Jennesar', often choose to consider themselves unlucky.

But this time it was different. They were dealing with the Ponte Slave Exchange, one of the two giants of the Redon Federation, or with all their inventory transactions.

Regardless of the difficulty of the rescue, even if it succeeds by chance, it may provoke unprecedented retaliation from the other party.

"Perhaps this decision of 'indifference' is indeed cruel, even cold-blooded, but this is our way of survival.

"And Missel would never want to see such a scene.

"Kony, go down

"I'm a little tired."

The female ranger named Koni stood up in a daze, lowered her head and said:

"Sorry sister Jenny, I took it for granted."

But just as she was about to leave, the broken wooden door of the cave was suddenly pushed open by another short half-elf, who shouted with ecstasy:

"Sister Jenny! Sister Koni! Sister Missail is back alive!"

"Really? Maria, don't lie to me!" Kony's eyes that were originally dry and dull suddenly became lively.

"How can it be!"

Jenny Sal suddenly looked back, with a look of disbelief on her face.

In her divination, it was clear that Messiah should
To be continued...