Chapter 766: The Fall of the Storm Church (Part )

On June 9758, 6 of the Glorious Calendar, Kyle led the Aramean Army and the Black Rock Army of 11 men to defeat the Storm Church Guards, killing more than people and capturing more than people.

After this battle, the Storm Church's crusades in the Recard region were in a state of panic. Under the command of Archbishop Harold, the armies controlled by the Storm Church in various places retreated eastward, preparing for a final battle in the Miral region.

If they win, they will take advantage of the situation to march westward, retake lost land, and counterattack the Teton Kingdom.

If defeated, they will flee into the sea, scatter in all directions, wait for an opportunity, and restore the glory of the Storm Church at some point in the future.

In Radley, a port city in the southern part of the Recardo Region, one hundred thousand troops of the Fifth Legion of the Brera Expeditionary Force are stationed.

Inside a magnificent building, a blue-haired woman dressed in black looked at the intelligence in her hands with a serious expression. She occasionally looked at the map on the table and deduced the battle situation.

"It's impossible for 150,000 minion pigs to be defeated so quickly. Could it be that the expeditionary force of the alien god is really that powerful?"

"Commander, General Sean wants to see you."

Hearing the voice of the guards outside the tent, the blue-haired woman put down the documents in her hand, sat up straight, and her eyes revealed indifference.

"Let him in."

As soon as the voice fell, the tent curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man entered the tent. He stood six meters away from the blue-haired woman, pounded his chest and saluted, and reported: "Captain, the Storm Church's crusade stationed in Bailer City has withdrawn."

"Withdrawn? When?"

"Yesterday."

"Oh, you run pretty fast."

"Captain, what should we do next?"

The blue-haired woman tapped the table with disdain on her face: "The Storm Church doesn't want the Recard region, so why are we still staying here?"

"Commander, what you mean is..."

"Send the order down. Break camp tonight and head to Miral Region via the sea."

"Yes."

After the middle-aged general left, the blue-haired woman stood up and stretched, with disdain for the Storm Church's Crusaders in her eyes.

Their morale was crushed by one war. No wonder they were suppressed by the Blood Queen for decades. It was not until the other party was ready to lead the Teton Kingdom into the arms of the alien god that they were forced to stand up and resist.

The order was given and the 100,000 troops stationed in Radley began to move out.

As for taking advantage of the situation to plunder the city of Radley, neither the generals nor the soldiers had this idea.

After the Storm Church and the Teton Kingdom had completely torn their relations, the entire city of Radley suffered three legal robberies, in which all the wealth of the city was drained under the pretext of protecting the church, the army, and the people.

The purpose of looting is to plunder money and release desires. Even the remnants of the army have no interest in the impoverished civilians and skinny women.

Three days later, the Aramean army arrived at the city of Radley.

Adrian looked at the port that had turned into ruins with a helpless look on his face.

Hurry and hurry, it's still too late.

The plan to attack the Miral region from the sea has been shattered. Now we can only implement the second combat method, which is to attack the Miral region from land.

"Sir, the mayor of Radley City requests to see you." An officer came up to Adrian and reported respectfully.

"Let him come over."

"Yes."

After a while, a skinny man was brought to Adrian.

In the Metagea plane where food crops are gigantic, this is the first time Adrian has seen such thin natives.

"Respected sir, I am Queller, the lord of Radley City."

"Let me ask you, how many people are left in Radley City?"

Queller, the mayor of Radley City, lowered his head and uttered a number.

"Twenty-three thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven."

Hearing this number, Adrian felt silent. In just a few months, a port city with a population of more than 300,000 people was left with only these few people.

"It was done by the expeditionary force of the Grand Duchy of Brera."

"It was... the church who did it." Queller, the mayor of Radley City, said intermittently, "Gold coins, food, ships, weapons, young men and women were all taken away in the three mobilizations."

Adrian looked at the other person and remained silent.

The Church of the Storm is gradually going crazy. This is a prelude to its defeat. It is a happy event for the Kingdom of Teton, but a disaster for the civilians living in the areas controlled by the Church of the Storm.

As the war progresses, it can be expected that the proportion of ordinary soldiers in the Storm Church's Skitarii will become higher and higher.

"Someone is coming."

"General, please give me your orders."

"Use some of the food to help the residents of Radley City."

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Radley City knelt on the ground and said, "My Lord, thank you for your kindness, thank you..."

Adrian waved his hand and asked two soldiers to help Queller up.

"Sir, I don't know your name."

"Adrian, this is my name. The civil war in the Teton Kingdom is about to end. I will take good care of the remaining people in Radley City and keep them alive."

After saying this, Adrian turned and left, preparing to lead the Aramean army to march eastward to meet up with the Black Rock Army.

Looking at the other person's departing back, Queller silently recited the name Adrian, preparing to use the name of this benefactor as the new name of Radley City and completely draw a line between himself and the Storm Church.

In the Black Rock Army, Kyle's expression remained unchanged after receiving Adrian's report.

Since the sea attack plan failed, we can just attack from the ground. It will just take more time.

"Someone is coming."

"My lord, please give me your instructions."

"Send someone to tell Lord Brian, the commander of the upper army, to slow down and take over the city abandoned by the Storm Church."

"Also, send someone to contact Lord Hebrew, the commander of the army, and have him lead his troops to attack the borders of the four regions of Recard, Cyprus, Roses, and Miral."

"Yes."

After the messenger officer left, Kyle ordered the Black Rock Army to stop marching and prepare to head straight to the Midal region after the Alan Army caught up.

With the cooperation of two soul-level arcanists, he was confident that he could rely on the 80,000-strong Alan Army and Black Rock Army to defeat the more than 200,000 Storm Church crusaders stationed at the border of the Recard Region and the Miral Region.

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In the city of Cabras, the capital of Miral Region, the Branis and Parichmos factions of the Church of the Storm were in the middle of a quarrel.

"Now everything will serve the war. As long as we defeat the Teton Kingdom and the army of the alien gods, we will regain everything that belongs to us and let the glory of the God of Storms shine again on this sacred land." A middle-aged man stood up and told his ideas to thousands of people in the conference hall.

"Bishop Bevis, as far as I know, the army you commanded was wiped out because of your incompetence. How dare you say such a thing?" A bishop of the Storm Church stood up and sneered loudly.

"Label, are you going to betray the great God of Storms?" Bevis' face flushed, and he immediately threw a big hat over, trying to overwhelm the other party.