Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

'Emer is in a bad form, he can't hold on. "

Almost everyone noticed that Emel was strange, but no one knew what to do to ease his nerves.

Walking

past Emer, anyone can feel his strong tension and inadvertently revealed majesty, because they are shocked by the majesty, most people don't know how to communicate with Emer, and slowly, those who thought Emel was very friendly at first gradually gave up the idea of approaching Emer, and finally only a few people who had a say in the army remained by his side to give advice.

Bretz, David and Pigman are all concerned about Emer's state, and David even suspects that what he said when he was drunk that day caused all this, in fact, what David said was indeed one of the reasons for Emer's state, but it was only a small one.

By the eve of the campaign, Emel had already shown signs of losing weight due to a loss of appetite due to nervousness, but he also made a list of feasible plans, most of which were proposed by Yoni, Bretz, and David, and what Emel did was to find the loopholes in their plans and then modify them to make the plan as perfect as possible, so as not to cause unnecessary casualties due to a small number of mistakes.

As far as the results are concerned, Emer has done a brilliant job, so good that the modifications to the plan alone are enough to convince people.

"According to the news brought back by the front-line scouts, there are very few wandering Empires who can be seen outside the towns now, so the first purpose of our northern expedition this time is to bypass the towns where most of the Imperial people gather, gradually recapture the towns in the north of the Imperial Kingdom, and then cooperate with the soldiers on the east bank of the Stolia River and the Rest Army in the south of the Imperial Kingdom to surround the enemy and slowly shrink the battle line. "

"There is still no news from the Zhenfu army, for the time being, it can't be counted on, it can only see if the currently cultivated farmland can grow enough food for the winter before winter, we must put the problem of food in the first place, and we must go to search for supplies again, and tell the search team sent out to pay attention to safety, if you see that the imperial people must not respond to the battle, you must flee back as soon as possible, and then find a way together. "

"Black thorns? You said that there is a 10,000-meter-long thorny road in front of the territory of the Zhenfu army, it seems that there is no hope of getting in touch with the Zhenfu army, go to the Stolia River to catch some fish, let all those who know how to fish go, catch some of them, and immediately marinate them and put them in the cellar, store them for the winter, and tell them not to go to the river with a fluke mentality, if they see the figure of the Imperial people on the other side of the river, they must flee there immediately. "

Order after order was

carried out in stages, and in the chaotic times, the Emer army gradually gained order, but most people still expressed concern about what was to come.

Emel spoke less and less, he stopped talking about himself, he didn't care about himself anymore, and the responsibility he was carrying at the moment alone was too much time for him.

In this regard, Blaitz raised his concerns to Yuni, but Yuni only replied very easily: "It's okay, it's okay, Emel must be fine." "

Blaitz didn't know the reason for Yoni's words, from the beginning, Yoni trusted Emel more than anyone else, but according to the intelligence, the two had only been together for a few months, and the source of this trust was naturally unknown.

"I can only hope that he will not be crushed by the pressure. Breitz wished heartily.

August

9, 1190 in the Akebose calendar

The

Jenfer army was completely out of news, and the Lester army also stopped in the southern territory, and it seemed to others that both sides had given up on resisting in order to hold on to the last of the Imperial Territory.

As early as the establishment of the Emel Army, the purpose of the army was to fight and resist, and although the predecessor of the Emel Army, the Volunteers, suffered heavy casualties in the battle against the Imperials, they also won the first victory against the Imperials on a frontal battlefield, and Emel deserved his heroic name because of the Battle of Lulu.

More people came to Thundering City after hearing the name of the Emel Army, they may not be strong, but they must be braver than many more.

Today, the number of the Emel army has grown to 15,000, and although the quality is still not as good as the original Minutemen, everything is still moving in a good direction.

The Western Expedition officially began today.

All the soldiers gathered in the Thundering City, because the reconstruction in the Thundering City has not yet begun, so no matter how majestic the queue, there is a ruined scene all around, and the soldiers of the Emer Army seem to have become the last burning fire on this land, they believe in their hearts, believe that they can rebuild this ash land, and believe that they can win this war.

Slowly, Emer walked up to the platform in Thundering City, followed by Yoni, Breitz Lancelot, David Filmin, Pygman Ricken, Will, Gryfin and Mora Bing.

For Emer, this moment was a world away from the town of Rulu, night turned into day, panicked people became brave soldiers, and there was another group of people around except Yuni.

Emel vows that the tragedy of Lulu will never be repeated, and then looks at the brave men below him, their eyes are very resolute, and standing here has already shown that they are not afraid of life and death, they will be an indispensable part of this war, and they must live until the land is rebuilt.

"Warriors, please let me call you that! You are a brave group of people in my eyes, and the mere fact of meeting you here makes me immensely proud of my life.

We have just experienced a terrible blow not long ago, in the all-out battle against the Imperials, we have won, but many of our comrades-in-arms have died on this land, I, you, have witnessed the indiscriminate slaughter of the Imperials, the bodies of comrades-in-arms, old people, women, and even children are still lying on the western ground, no one to bury them, and that group of guys is doing such a cruel thing.

I was on the battlefield and I heard an Imperial man say, 'We were born a mistake,' and I was angry about it because....

The enemy has denied our life! Denying everything we have! The people of the empire have arrogantly denied all this because of their own strength! Ignoring our courage to resist for the sake of life! I want them to see that we who are despised still have the power to make them afraid!".

Emel drew his sword sharply, the blade reflecting the dazzling sunlight, the tip of the sword pointing to the west where the Imperials were still there.

Emer was furious, and this anger was contagious to everyone, and an invisible fire burned in everyone's hearts.

Emel was thinking of the dead warriors who must have had regrets, either because they didn't reunite with their families, or because they didn't take a sip of good wine at the last moment, and they died in a nameless way.

This should not be the end of this group of brave rebels, let alone the same brave as they are...

Our end.

"We will inherit the power left by the victims! To prove that their deaths are of an incomparable value with money! Let them see their souls in the ideal realm! We will take up their swords! We will inherit their spirit and will!

We will show the weak who are trying to survive in the rear!

We want to make the nobles who have exploited us in the past fear our power!

Our feat at this moment will surely be remembered by future generations!

Draw your swords, warriors, and we will win this war

Glory to the rebels!".

"Glory to the rebels!

".

Glory to the rebels!

Glory to the rebels!".

The roar of anger continued to lift everyone's morale, and the humiliation that had been all the time turned into tears in the eyes.

The excitement of the soldiers could not be expressed in words, so they poured everything into the hands of the swords, and kept exerting force.

Emer's heart was also indescribably moved, he felt proud and proud of the people he met in front of him, and he felt lucky to meet them, even if it was a sea of corpses and blood.

In a high-pitched roar, Emer announced.

"The Western Crusade Begins!".