Around the veins of cold iron, the Imperials built countless temporary camps, which bloomed around the center and spread out in all directions.

As a result, the Imperial Expeditionary Force was divided into numerous branches, which were scattered around each camp, both to protect the miners but more importantly to monitor their movements.

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Even the most whimsical Imperial Commander could have imagined that the Barbarians would take advantage of the expedition to attack their own garrisons in a stealthy and murderous manner, until a makeshift camp was exposed, and nearly 10,000 miners fell victim to the barbarian struggle.

When the flames soared into the sky and the Imperial garrison reacted, they were greeted by thousands of Chaos warriors who had completed the final rituals.

With a twisted belief in the gods, the Chaos Warriors frantically fought their way into the ranks of the Kishutar soldiers.

The muscles slashed by the blade can heal quickly, and the action of being hit by a musket will not stop, even if two or three hands and feet are cut off, they can quickly regenerate, like a zombie.

The battle lasted only a short time, and as the second whale roared, the Chaos warriors quickly repelled the chaotic Imperial garrison, retreating with the remaining sacrificial flesh and blood.

When the Imperial General arrived late with reinforcements, all he saw was a scorched camp and the ruins of the camp were covered with severed arms and limbs.

The general's face turned pale, but he immediately gave the order to clean the camp, collect the corpses, and count the damage, and then report it to the marshal.

Tonight, the Kishuttars suffered a crushing defeat.

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The marshal's personal guard knocked on the door of the command post with the battalion loss report.

Before receiving this information, the atmosphere at the command post was already unusually solemn, and the roar of the marshal echoed everywhere in the quiet residence.

"Useless things, with the most advanced firearms, but even a group of barbarians with big swords and spears can't win, the country really raises a bunch of pigs!"

"Damn barbarians! A bunch of shitty dog stuff! You all deserve to be hanged! ”

The guards didn't just sigh.

As soon as the news of the defeat of the expeditionary force reached the headquarters, the marshal was furious, and even ordered the shooting of several unfavorable corps commanders on the spot.

Looking at the list of losses in his hand, the guards were helpless, but they could only report to the marshal.

I thought it was another thunderous rage, and even I was very likely to be implicated.

But to the surprise of this little guard, the marshal actually calmed down after seeing this list of losses.

Holding a stomach full of unbelievable, the guards respectfully retreated.

Imperial Field Marshal Dura Verzell was himself a second-rate local commander in the Imperial military system.

Among the mediocre values, this person also has a relatively good advantage -

That is to be good at learning all the lessons from every defeat and constantly improving himself, if it were not for this merit, without the accumulation of hundreds of defeats, his level would not even be third-rate.

Marshal Dura looked intently at the two reports in front of his desk, the pencil in his hand scribbling and correcting, and soon a table was drawn.

It lists in detail the statistics of the barbarian combat power before and after the war.

There is a clear difference on the chart, the combat power of the barbarians in the northern realm after the war far exceeds the pre-war level, and its real level is even above the local legions of the empire.

By counting the two wars, Marshal Dula even roughly deduced the current combat effectiveness of the barbarians.

The number of barbarian warriors with combat abilities close to those of Imperial veterans will not exceed three thousand.

Referring to the firearms used by the first batch of barbarians who attacked the camp before, which were very different from those of the Empire, Marshal Dura was already nine points sure—

Behind the barbarians of the North must be the hidden backs of the Kingdom of Kyle and the Kingdom of Kamikaze!

With this piece of information, it's worth it for just two defeats.

After a little thought, the marshal immediately summoned this information to the imperial capital.

Despite his reluctance, he is still very self-aware, and with his own strength, he faces the northern realm where the challenge level has skyrocketed, and if he is not careful, he may even suffer a big loss from the other party.

If he had caused the total annihilation of the Empire's 200,000 expeditionary forces, the iron-blooded prime minister would have shot himself without going through a court-martial.

The Prime Minister of the Empire is very tough and can tolerate corruption, but he will never tolerate failure.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons with his own life, Marshal Dura would rather bear an incompetent evaluation and let the imperial capital send more reliable reinforcements.

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The 30,000 expeditionary force was defeated, but the 5,000 daredevils who were responsible for opening the way were finally wiped out directly in the deeper part of the cedar forest.

At the second target point, at the Storm Terminal, located in the deepest part of the forest, the Death Breakers were ambushed by several tribes.

This time, it was the big tribes of Hutulu who poured out, and 50,000 elite soldiers pressed on them together, and with more than 100,000 militia forces, they all exterminated these daring soldiers.

Although they paid the price of nearly 40,000 casualties, they still let nearly 100,000 Hutulu people embark on the path of Chaos Sacrifice, during which more than 600 elite warriors were promoted to Chaos Warriors through flesh and blood sacrifices.

With these big tribes as the foundation, the entire northern barbarian tribe became more and more fanatical about the belief in the night.

The power of distorted faith surged from within the barbarian tribes scattered near the Holy Land, like criss-crossing chains, forming a vast and dense network centered on the Holy Land.

After the original Xinyang network was formed, Cangye completed the harvest of the first believers.

Harnessing the power of the barbarians' worship of themselves, combined with substantial flesh and blood sacrifices, the Night Incarnate opens the way to the 'Forgotten Realm'.

A steady stream of chaotic power was transmitted from the clone of the Old Dominators, distorting the entire radius of the Holy Land, the entire cedar forest, and the outer barrier of the Great Snow Mountain.

Indescribable energy fell from the sky, and the gray sky began to appear cloudy red and black, like overturned paint jars, like the graffiti of children spreading quickly to all directions.

Illuminated by the cloudy sky, tall cedars wriggled like snakes, branches shook like tentacles, and scales emerged from the bark.

The silent snow-capped mountains roared incessantly, and the dark stones emerged from the snow, combining into the form of hideous mountain giants, chanting incantations that no one understood.

The whole ice and snow world was demonized, and the teeth and claws showed the most terrifying appearance, and listened sideways, did the cold wind whistling through the mountains still mixed with a few terrible screams?