Such a figure coming to Mountland was real trouble.
They dared not speak, nor act.
So, he could only pretend not to have discovered Nightowl’s identity, and continue to probe. He knew that Primus wouldn’t come to Mountland for no reason, there must be a purpose. And before achieving this goal, Primus is unlikely to turn against him.
“Father, this Primus came to St. Sunday, disguised his identity, and even brought the Sword of Kings. Isn’t this trying to attract the crowd, and then take advantage of the chaos to attack Mountland, and then tear a hole in our seventeen cities to welcome the reinforcements from the north?” Dylan Harding speculated.
Mountland.
What’s unique about this city, if you have to say, it’s in the middle of their seventeen cities under siege. Once it’s torn open, the cities on both sides won’t have time to send reinforcements, and there’s a high chance that a big hole would be torn open, allowing the northern reinforcements to enter.
Even though they have Stillwater in Kisia’s hands, the troop transport capacity is limited, after all, St. Sunday is surrounded, and Walton Myers has blocked the way for people coming out of Kisia.
There are ambushes on the way from Stillwater to St. Sunday, or other cities.
Moreover, Stillwater is at the edge, small in position, and has to go around a large circle, which is very time-consuming. Once a hole is torn open in Mountland, it could allow the northern reinforcements to continue to support.
Then, there would be a chance of turning the tide in the dire situation of the South Province.
“Dylan, you’re right.”
James Harding thought for a while, and his eyes lit up.
What Dylan Harding said made sense.
Now the South Province is like a dead pool, St. Sunday is surrounded, Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry has lost more than half, is no longer as brave as before, and if this continues, St. Sunday will eventually run out of ammunition and food.
At that time, South Land would win directly.
But even if he knew all this, he couldn’t break the situation.
After all, St. Sunday is tightly surrounded. The Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry is no longer viable.
There is no life in the whole South Province, and if it continues, it will only lose. Therefore, Primus came to Mountland, using the Sword of Kings to create chaos, and finally using his people to tear open Mountland.
With this, all ideas are justified.
“Father, we must contact the family head next and ask him to send high-ranking cultivators. We also need to notify the people in South Land and ask Walton Myers to figure out a plan. Once our Mountland is breached, South Land will be the most affected. The originally certain victory has become uncertain again,” said Dylan Harding after some thought. “Yes, we have to continue pretending. I am still testing Nightowl. This is their only chance. As long as I do not expose them, they will not reveal themselves.”
“Alright,” James Harding concurred.
Suddenly, rumors questioning whether Nightowl was Primus began to circulate, reaching the Harding family. Subsequently, the Harding family dispatched high-ranking cultivators. But it was far from enough. In Kisia, there were few people stronger than this Primus.
Soon, this news reached the South Land command.
“This Nightowl is indeed up to no good.”
“Thank God, we didn’t send General Myers earlier, otherwise, it would have been disastrous.”
“This Primus, what a grand scheme. If someone hadn’t discovered it, we would all still be in the dark.”
Many soldiers began to discuss. Kisia’s Primus had a good strategy. They finally understood why Primus did not resist but abdicated directly. It turns out he was ready to come to Mountland, where he could find a chance of survival.
“General Myers, if Mountland is breached, the consequences will be a series of disasters. Therefore, I request to personally lead the troops to Mountland and suppress this Primus,” declared Benson Laydon.
“We also wish to go,” many soldiers eagerly volunteered.
“Benson, your daughter is also there, right?” Walton Myers asked, ignoring their requests.
“Yes,” Benson Laydon nodded.
“What is your daughter’s assessment of Nightowl?” Walton Myers inquired.
Benson Laydon paused before answering, “Loyal and able to resurrect in desperate situations.”
Betty Laydon had only met Robin twice. Once at the racetrack and once at a villa. At the villa, Robin had spoken up to save Alison, revealing his loyalty. However, he lacked a strategic perspective, and for the sake of a woman, he revealed the entire plan. This could potentially sacrifice all of Kisia.
The other instance was at the racetrack, where he had made a comeback against all odds. The horse, number 10, was the least favored and most disadvantaged. Both the audience and the host were doubtful. Yet, this horse accelerated crazily at the very end, even surpassing the horses that were deemed champions – numbers one, three, five – ultimately becoming the victor.
This was totally unbelievable. He won even when it seemed certain he would lose. That’s why even though Betty Laydon thought Robin lacked strategic perspective, he was good at creating miracles. Just when everyone thought they were about to win, he turned the tables. This was the resurrection in a desperate situation.
“Resurrection in a desperate situation,” Walton Myers chuckled upon hearing these words, “He does not miss any opportunity. Honestly, if it weren’t for the war, I would really like to have a cup of tea with him. But that’s impossible now.”
“I am giving the order,” Walton Myers declared, his eyes filled with determination. “We send out our entire army of six hundred thousand to Mountland. This time, I want to use this army to annihilate this Primus. He may be invincible in the world, but he is not a god after all. No one can successfully escape when faced with the siege of six hundred thousand troops, including Kisia Primus.”
The Decapitation Plan. Six hundred thousand troops besieging one man. This was unprecedented in any era. If it was mentioned to people in the past, they would not believe it. But in this era, someone had done it.
Unprecedented and unmatched. After all, the only hope for everyone in Kisia now was this Primus. As long as Primus was there, there was always a chance of victory, always a chance to turn the tables in desperate situations. But if Primus was gone, the faith would collapse.
All of Kisia would be as fragile as a pile of building blocks, shattering at the slightest touch.
“Robin, this time, I will meet you, our final battle. If you lose, I will build a hero’s tomb for you. I respect you, but you will eventually fall under my hand.” Walton Myers waved his hand with an air of authority.