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Chapter 18: Iron Armored Paladin (3)

Only one lord was brought to Berengal alive.

He was tied up by thick hemp ropes, but he was still struggling constantly. As soon as he saw Berengal, he stood up and shouted angrily: "Bastard, return my army!"

The two guard soldiers who were escorting him kicked him at the joint of his legs, forcing him to kneel down. Before he could look up, the tip of the Longinus gun reached in front of him. Only the cold voice of Berengal came from above: "Want to see your army? Are you sure?"

In the distance, screams of Almani Federation soldiers kept coming. The war was over, and the soldiers of the Imperial Guards were cleaning the battlefield as always, preventing an enemy from leaving alive.

Only hear Berengal continue: "We do not recognize the nobles of the Almani Federation, and we do not need slaves. If you feel that you have any value to live besides these two items, it is best to show it before I stab you with a gun."

Looking at the flash of the gun tip of the Longineus gun, listening to the screams of the soldiers constantly coming, thinking of the other two lords who were ruthlessly executed, the lord burst out with sweat: "I said... My name is Sighard, I am the lord of Salbrucken, the central Almani Federation, and the title is..."

"Do these words have any value?"

Berengal coldly interrupted Sighard's introduction and pushed the Longinus gun to his forehead.

"I...I know a lot!" said Sighard. "What do you want to know? Just ask, as long as I know, I will say it all!"

"I have wiped out many squads in scattered these days. But your troops should be more than that, right? Where is your main force? Tell me quickly!"

"In, in Ioannina! The Duke of Saxony of our Federation is commanding troops there to siege the castle of Ioannina!"

Berengal frowned and said to himself: "What is the Illyria field army doing when besieged Yoanina?"

"I know this too!" Sighard rushed to say, "They went north to support your Mercia Field Army!"

"How could you know the movements of our army?" Berengal's voice couldn't help but become louder.

"This... the people from the Island Republic told me that there are many inland mountains, and they went north along the coastline and were easily discovered..."

"Absurd! Even I don't know the movements of the Illyria field army!"

Berengal cursed loudly. He took a few deep breaths one after another before continuing to ask, "How many people are you besieging Yoannina?"

"It's about 20,000 people!"

"Twenty thousand people? How do they guarantee their supplies?"

"The Navy of the Island Republic is responsible for the transportation."

"You are scattered into so many ways, and the island republics can it transport it?"

"It's really too late to start shipping out from the island republic. So they store all their supplies in the Ionian Islands! Use it as a frontline base!"

The Ionian Islands are a series of islands near the coastline of the Seven Hill Empire. They are one of the many small islands that constitute the Island Republic, very close to the mainland of the Seven Hill Empire. The Island Republic uses it as a stronghold for stacking supplies, which clearly means that the navy that bullies the Seven Hill Empire is powerless.

"What island is it?"

"I really don't know this...this is the delivery of materials. The Island Republic has always been responsible for the delivery of materials."

Berengal looked around the battlefield. Ioannina, who was being besieged, was not far from here, but there were only one thousand people around him now, and he had just finished two battles and was stranded and was unable to win over 20,000 Almani soldiers in any case.

There is an Alta city in the south of Ioanina. Berengal decided to go there first to rest, and wait for the main force of the Imperial Guard to catch up before eliminating Yoania's siege.

The city of Alta is bordered by a bay called the Bay of Abrakia. There, Berengal encounters the remaining fleet of the Olus tribe.

In recent years, Olus' fleet has obtained the privilege of camping in Constantinier - which was originally a power that only the Imperial Guards owned. The two armies were stationed in Constantinier together, and there was inevitably conflict. But it was still a pleasure to see friendly forces during the war.

However, these navy soldiers were all unkempt and lazy, and they no longer looked like an army.

After learning about Olus' death, Berengal felt a little regretful - as soon as the navy general died, he didn't know when the navy would be able to reorganize it.

Only in one thing is the action of this group of navy is quite uniform: they pinched a small clay man with a bulge in front and a slanted back and bowed every morning when the sun rises.

Berengal was very curious about this. After inquiring, he realized that this was called the Victory Maid, and its prototype was the messenger of the sun god Apollo.

Berengal felt that these navy groups were probably beyond salvation.

A day later, most of the Imperial Guards finally arrived. Berengal, together with several officers of the Imperial Guards and the local militia commander in the city of Alta, discussed the follow-up combat plan.

Halfway through the combat meeting, a soldier broke into the venue with an expedited document. Berengal opened the document and took a look: "Around 20,000 troops of the Almani coalition raided the Thracian area by sea. Constantineer was surrounded by groups? Basels ordered the guards to return to rescue quickly?"

"Constantineer was surrounded?" Everyone present was startled, "Where is the Thracian Field Army?"

Berengal seemed calm: "The Thrace Field Army was defeated by pirates in the Pirate Kingdom two years ago, and has only recently been reorganized. It has not kept up with the equipment, number of people, and training, and the generals have no great ability. If they meet an enemy general with superb skills, it is entirely possible to be defeated in an instant. However, what I care more about is this place-"

Berengal's fingers circled along the Ionian Islands: "I got intelligence yesterday that the enemy had piled up supplies here. Today, I got intelligence that 20,000 Almani coalition troops raided Thrace by sea. The Island Republic escorted 20,000 people to Thrace, so how many navy left can it guard the Ionian Islands?"

"General, do you want to attack the Ionian Islands first?" asked an officer, "but Constantineer has been surrounded, and Basels and all the important officials are in it..."

"Constantineye City is strong in defense, and it can last for a while even if it is besieged by ten times the enemy. However, capturing the material storage points on the Ionian Islands can reverse the entire battle situation!"

The local militia commander said with some embarrassment: "But there are many islands in the Ionian Islands, and we don't know which island the enemy's stronghold is. And I think the navy is like this..."

"Just pay attention to the enemy's fleet movements, you can judge it. I'll go to Yoannina first. Before I come back, you must find out the specific island where the enemy stores supplies. As for the navy... After I come back, if they don't cooperate, I will consider teaching them a lesson for Olus."

"The general is going to Yoannina?" The local militia commander was even more surprised. "Constantineer has been surrounded. Are the generals ready to destroy Yoannina's enemy first?"
Chapter completed!
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