The final battle has begun, and the army of the infected who have stepped into the north is in full swing.

After capturing the four cities at the junction, Xia Feng directly led the elite team of the infected as the vanguard, and plunged into the northern hinterland like a sharp knife in a triangular formation.

....

With the full-scale battle of the millions of infected people, the weaknesses that had been criticized until then became more and more apparent.

That is the lack of execution and military tactics.

The infected in command of the army are all selected on the improvised, or are elected by familiar people, such as from the same infected concentration area, from the same village or town, etc.

This kind of small group can be composed of a few dozen people and a few hundred people at most, and a huge army of millions is composed of such small groups.

In all-out warfare, these groups are willing to cooperate and fulfill, often going their own way or rushing forward as a group.

Of course, the truth that there is great strength in numbers will never change, and no matter how bad the tactical coordination is, the army of millions will still be an army of millions.

However, this shortcoming is immediately reflected in the number of casualties.

....

The previously defeated Imperial reservists retreated to the hinterland, and were now stationed in the cities along the way.

There are more than a dozen medium-sized cities, with an average of nearly 20,000 troops per city, and if you want to take the city as a battle, you must pay a terrible price.

However, the matter has come to this point, the psychological preparation for sacrifice has long been prepared, and no one will hesitate at this moment.

The elite team led by Xia Feng himself was strong in combat, but the other armies of the infected were not so brave, and he knew very well how many people would die under the city every time they attacked the city.

Silver-gray eyes looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Summer Breeze ....."

"Attack."

Xia Feng did not hesitate, gritting his teeth and issuing a siege order for the team headquarters of the infected in the back and on the flanks.

And so, after penetrating deep into the northern hinterland, the fiercest battle between the infected and the Imperial army during the entire Dark Ages began.

....

Xia Feng, who had always been at the forefront of the battle, could not witness every siege battle, all he could hear was the number of casualties reported after the siege.

It is inevitable that a city garrisoned with 20,000 troops will have to pay at least several times more sacrifices if it wants to be captured.

After a few days, 13 cities in a straight line were bloodily defeated, and the supply line from Canaan City to here was still open.

However, the death toll of infected people has exceeded 300,000.

....

The northern sky is gray.

Because of the high-frequency siege and marching, Xia Feng's eyes were already bloodshot, of course, the exhaustion of his body could not crush him, perhaps the most fatal thing was the pressure in his heart.

Standing at the head of the city, the wind was mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Over the course of a few days, they cost 300,000 lives to finally reach a position less than 400 kilometers from Lentinium.

Xia Feng didn't know how many of the 300,000 corpses there were, all he saw was a cold number.

These people were not warriors or soldiers, they were just "people" living in Victoria before the Empire issued the eviction order.

Some people are fathers, some people are mothers, some people are dependent, some people are treasures in someone's eyes.

And now, because of his orders, those treasured figures have been ruthlessly torn apart by the war, and few people even know their names.

Whenever a siege battle ended, Xia Feng seemed to hear a voice in his heart.

[Is the death of these people really meaningful?] 】

Reality is not so idealistic, not all deaths have meaning, and not everyone understands what Victoria really wants to see in his heart look like.

Perhaps, for some, at such a terrible cost, the war loses its meaning before it ends.

However, he is not a god, and what he can do is to preserve the final meaning of these sacrifices, which is the success of the rebellion.

Otherwise, he would be a "sinner through the ages."

...

At this moment, the northern city where Xia Feng is located is called Marin City, and it was captured in the evening.

For him, the city of Marin also has a meaning that is not important, but it is worth mentioning.

The city was a fief of the Mullen family, a Rank 1 nobility in the north.

That's right, the current president of the Imperial Yuan Council, Marenleaver, and the honorary advisor of the Royal Academy, Marenleg, are his old acquaintances.

This Marin city is the home of their Maren family.

Of course, at this time, Speaker Leffle and Marenleger were not in Marin City, and some were only family members of the Maren family.

Perhaps they didn't expect the army of infected people to attack the northern hinterland so quickly at such a fast speed, and the noble families in the city did not move.

Although Xia Feng has tried his best to restrain the behavior of the infected, they are not allowed to harm the inhabitants of the city.

However, it is human nature for some infected people to have extreme emotions in the face of such tragic casualties.

....

After the previous capture of the city, the noble mansions in the city would be turned upside down, and all supplies would be forcibly taken away to replenish military supplies.

All the family members in the mansion will be gathered in the courtyard, shivering like chicks, and if you are unlucky, you may be kicked a few times by the infected who are in a bad mood.

But this time, Xia Feng didn't let the infected go too far, because after he stepped into the Mullen family's mansion, he saw someone.

It was his former classmate at the Royal Academy, Paddy.

Although Pydi is not a descendant of the Maren family, he is also a member of the nobility, and the empire is in turmoil, so he naturally returned to the family's fiefdom.

It's just that Paidy didn't expect that Marin City, which was in the northern hinterland, would be breached, and what he didn't expect was that the person who swept through the north with an army of millions of infected people at this moment turned out to be his former classmate, Xia Feng.

....

In the courtyard of the mansion, Paddy's eyes were full of horror as he looked at Xia Feng.

"Summer.... Xia Feng, you are Xia Feng, please, don't.... Don't hurt my family. ”

Looking at the way Paddy looked at him, and the tone in which he tried his best to protect his loved ones despite being scared, Xia Feng's expression did not change.

He also remembers eating with Patdy at the Royal One Restaurant, and having a party in the box.

Time has passed, and those days can never be returned, or rather, he never took those as real life from beginning to end.

He had gone to the Royal Academy to find a way to process raw materials for the source stones, and he asked Pydi to join the party, just to build a plan to help Silver Ash kill Rich.

Looking at Paddy's appearance, Xia Feng suddenly felt a little dazed.

Paddy must have considered him a friend, but did he really treat each other with sincerity?

....

"I'm not Xia Feng, you recognized the wrong person."

Leaving these words, Xia Feng lowered his head and turned away.

Behind him came Dipai's eager shouts.

"Xia Feng, Xia Feng, I won't recognize the wrong person, I know it's you, please, don't hurt my family!"

Xia Feng walked out without looking back.

"I won't hurt your family, take care."

Subsequently, Xia Feng asked Red Knife to strictly supervise the infected, not to hurt the family members of the Maren family, and only take the supplies needed.