“Advance to the front line.”
Aston Jones didn’t say much, just these three words.
Advance to the front line, he wasn’t sitting in the grand camp.
“General Jones, the front line is dangerous, you’re a general…”
Someone tried to dissuade him.
However, Aston Jones completely ignored this person and directly led his troops out. In a short while, they arrived at the front line, only to find that the Ghost Wolf Cavalry had already broken through.
With the Kisia War God arriving, they simply couldn’t stop this Ghost Wolf Cavalry’s charge.
The War God. It was their faith.
However, Aston Jones also discovered that on the other side, there was only one person. A man riding a black horse, holding a three-foot-long sword, single-handedly intimidating the entire South Land army.
Now, the numerous South Land strategists understood how the Kisia War God came here.
They feared that the Kisia War God would notice something was wrong and lead the troops to kill, so there were troops guarding along the way. There were also Iron Eagles on reconnaissance. Once they discovered an army approaching, they would report.
But they didn’t discover anything. The arrival was shadowless and traceless. It just happened.
Now, they understood. It wasn’t an army that came, but a man, a man holding a three-foot-long sword.
“Robin.”
Aston Jones called out, also riding a horse, and went out.
“Aston Jones.”
Robin also stepped forward, looking at this person.
Unlike Robin, Aston Jones was accompanied by many protectors.
Looking at Aston Jones, Robin didn’t see a military general, but a scholar, wearing a long robe, long hair, handsome, with an air of scholarly elegance.
“Robin, I guess this counts as our first meeting. I didn’t expect that at our first meeting, you’d dare to face me alone, against my hundreds of thousands of troops. Aren’t you afraid of dying?”
Aston Jones’ eyes were somewhat handsome, he slowly said.
“Afraid of death?”
Robin smiled, “Aston Jones, if you lead your troops back to South Land now, I promise you, South Land will not be destroyed, how about that? Maybe, at that time, we can even have a peaceful drink.”
Their words were calm. But in reality, they were sharp and pointed, like blade against grain.
In the midst of the ongoing war, there could never be peaceful dialogue between the two of them.
“South Land will not be destroyed, what will be destroyed is only you.”
Aston Jones said, hands behind his back.
“Is that so? But I think, on the contrary, perhaps, I could even kill you today.”
Robin held his three-foot-long sword, his eyes defiant.
“General Jones.”
Another group of soldiers guarded Aston Jones. Aston Jones glanced sideways and said: “Go back, he does not have the guts to kill me. Go back.”
The soldiers around Aston Jones were forced to retreat.
At this point, there were no more guards around Aston Jones.
“You’re bold, too.”
Robin laughed.
“If you can kill me in front of these four hundred thousand troops, then, South Land is yours to rampage. But, you can’t.”
Aston Jones, hands behind his back, said indifferently: “You are not invincible.”
With a few words, he shattered Robin’s terrifying image in the South Land army.
So, the Kisia War God is not invincible.
“Whether I am invincible or not, we’ll prove it with your head in the future.”
Robin shouted.
Then, he retreated with the Ghost Wolf Cavalry.
Just like that, he left, in front of hundreds of thousands of troops.
Just as the South Land army was preparing to pursue, an Iron Eagle appeared: “Report, a force has appeared to our south, of irregular size, seemingly trying to break through us and enter the border.”
The soldiers were stunned.
Where did the army come from?
“Have we figured out which army it is?”
Benson Laydon asked.
“We haven’t found out yet, the other side is strong, we lost five Iron Eagles there before we found out about this.” The Iron Eagle reported.
“It’s not from St. Sunday. We’ve surrounded St. Sunday tightly, it’s impossible for a large number of soldiers to come out unnoticed,” Benson Laydon thought.
He had planted spies near St. Sunday.
If it was like the Kisia War God, a single rider could come out undetected.
But if an army was to come out, they would definitely be discovered.
“So, where did this army come from?” People wondered. “Could it be that Kisia, the god of war, had dispatched an army to hide in the South Province as a backup?”
Everyone was pondering this. Meanwhile, Aston Jones glanced at Robin and said, “Enough, retreat.” Immediately, the South Land army retreated, fortifying their borders. As they left, the mysterious army also disappeared, but it was still a concern for the higher-ups in South Land. They were surprised that a hidden army was present.
On the way back, Robin found a place for them to rest. “Black Wolf, report the casualties,” Robin asked Black Wolf.
“Report: we lost thirty thousand men, leaving us with forty thousand. Among them, over ten thousand are severely wounded and the rest are lightly wounded,” Black Wolf reported.
The losses were substantial, with many severely and lightly wounded. Not a single one was without injury. Even Black Wolf bore many wounds.
“Sir, I have been deceived. I request punishment,” Black Wolf knelt halfway down.
“Sir, we request punishment,” many from the Ghost Wolf Cavalry also knelt halfway, asking for punishment. They had suffered such a great calamity, losing more than half their number. This would have a significant impact on the upcoming battles.
“Sit down,” Robin commanded. The many leaders of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry looked at each other and eventually sat down. Once the leaders were seated, the soldiers also sat down.
“We don’t blame you for this time, but because of it, our chances of victory in the upcoming battles have decreased. Therefore, you need to heal your wounds before you can go to battle and fight for a chance of victory. Do you have the confidence?” Robin asked.
“Yes!” the many Ghost Wolf Cavalry soldiers responded in unison.
At this moment, Black Wolf took a man from his back and introduced him to Robin. “Sir, this time, I didn’t escape. I don’t have that ability. He helped us escape. His name is Aaron Linton. He loves a girl named Theresa. She lives in St. Sunday, so he helped us.”
“Theresa Lindsay?” Robin squatted down and asked.
“Yes,” Aaron Linton, who was close to death and in a daze, heard the name Theresa Lindsay and responded. He loved Theresa Lindsay. That never changed.
“I see, you don’t want to go back to St. Sunday, and you don’t want Theresa Lindsay to die?” Robin asked. Aaron Linton did not answer.
Robin continued, “How about joining my ranks as Ghost Fox in the Ghost Wolf Cavalry? Ghost Fox is the other deputy leader of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry, serving as a military advisor. In my absence, you can command the entire Ghost Wolf Cavalry, okay?”
Robin took out a mask from his body. It wasn’t a wolf-shaped mask, but a fox-shaped mask, equally ferocious, fitting the temperament of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry.
“I agree,” Aaron Linton, trembling, extended a hand to take the mask. He wasn’t after the position. He wanted the Ghost Wolf Cavalry to have more power, then protect South Province and protect Theresa. This was his only wish.
From then on, there was no more Aaron Linton, only Ghost Fox.