Chapter 390 Singing the Sheldon March

Kashin led everyone to prepare and start marching in high spirits, resolutely leaving the vast vegetation area that was almost stripped bare.

Along the way, wherever the church armed forces went, there was a mess. The originally lush vegetation was trampled beyond recognition, and the land was turned upside down and devastated, as if it had experienced a huge disaster.

Following the newly opened road, the pathfinders ahead carefully and attentively explored everything ahead. Their sharp eyes did not miss any suspicious signs.

Master Sendi had been following the church's armed forces from a distance in the sky, overlooking from high above and closely monitoring the progress of the troops.

After walking for a whole morning, they gradually approached the church's armed forces. At this time, they were no longer worried about being discovered, because the other side had no time to take care of the safety of the rear, and hurrying on became the most urgent task at the moment.

At noon, surprisingly, the church militia did not stop to cook.

Those soldiers who fell due to hunger were also ruthlessly abandoned and no longer received any attention. At this moment, they chose to move forward at full speed, with only one goal, which was to quickly reach the city of Ankola.

They knew in their hearts that the life and death of these fallen people could only be determined by the will of the Lord! The priests no longer wasted their mental energy to take care of the injured, but chose to reserve their mental energy just in case.

After all, the three vanguards sent out before have never returned, which makes them full of worries about the situation ahead. Maybe Ankola City is not as safe as imagined. If the situation is not as expected, depending on the specific situation, attacking the city may be the only way to obtain food.

Those fallen soldiers had been abandoned helplessly. If the army did not see food again, it would probably lead to extremely serious consequences. By then, chanting sutras alone would no longer be enough to appease people...

The pathfinder shuttled among the crowd like a ghost, his sharp eyes quickly locked onto the church warriors who had collapsed to the ground without any ability to fight back.

He raised his knife and ruthlessly ended one life after another, then skillfully took off the badge worn by the church soldier and put it in his pocket.

In this way, the pioneers marched forward and before they knew it, they had easily executed more than 3,000 church warriors. These once invincible enemies were now cold corpses lying on the road.

When Kashin passed by this place, he looked at the dead bodies on the ground with interest, and his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. He said lightly and jokingly: "Look at these guys, now they have become delicious food for small wild animals in the mountains! In addition, this also provides top nutrients for the surrounding plants. I believe that this place will become lush and green next year. It is really dust to dust, earth to earth! They wantonly take from nature, and now the mountain god finally wants them to pay the price and collect interest..."

Jean Tocque laughed loudly after hearing this, and said with a smug look on his face: "Haha, the captain is absolutely right! You see, we didn't have to spend any effort this time to get rid of these bastards from the church. It was so easy!"

Kashin also laughed. He looked around and shouted to his brothers behind him: "Come on, brothers, take a good look! This is what happens if you go against us!" Victory is at hand, so why not sing a song to boost our morale? Scouts, all of you, sing the Sheldon Castle March."

"Okay, master of the family, take the lead, and I will use my two axes to beat the rhythm..."

Sheldon's March

On the battlefield filled with smoke, our steps are firm and powerful. For honor, for justice, our brave hearts will never give up.

Listen to the horn blowing passionately, the blood is burning in my chest, wielding the sword to protect the enemy,

Comrades, march forward side by side, break through the darkness and usher in the light. Even if there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, we will never retreat and charge towards victory.

We are brave warriors, with fearless strength in our hearts, writing legends with courage, making the enemy flee in fear

In the years of war, our faith will never fade. For survival, for glory, we will fight to the end, until death.

Look at the flag fluttering in the wind. The light of glory is guiding the way. Go forward bravely and never look back. The dawn of victory is just ahead.

Comrades, join hands and overcome obstacles. Don't be afraid of hardships. Even if you are covered with scars, you will not be afraid. Fight to the end for victory.

We are the undefeated warriors, our souls are shining with tenacity, we use our blood to build steel walls, let the triumphal song be sung forever...

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The passionate melody is high-spirited. This is the "Sheard's March" composed by Tan Aili herself. It is catchy and can boost morale.

This time I can sing a song without restraint, the outcome is already decided. Besides, the distance is very far, so the enemy may not be able to hear me.

After the soldiers finished singing, they rode their wargs in an orderly manner. The logistics troops followed a little slower, a mile away...

The church armed forces abandoned a large number of hungry soldiers and hurried out of the mountains. Looking from a high place, they could see the city of Ankola.

"We have gone through untold hardships and finally walked out of the mountains. The price we paid was huge. Some brothers fell ill and we couldn't take care of them. Alas! If we delay for a few more days, more people will fall down! The Lord will forgive me, but I will feel deeply guilty about this." The white-robed pastor felt deeply guilty.

At this moment, the soldiers were like a winding giant snake, going down the mountain in an orderly manner. The armed leaders looked at the scene below the mountain from afar and felt deeply guilty. The Lord finally guided them to move forward. It was much easier to find food after walking out of the mountain...

"Dear Secretary of the Holy See! Thank God for your protection, which has allowed us to finally escape this life-and-death situation. From now on, I will never dare to waste a grain of food. I think today's disaster may be the severe punishment from God. I am already aware of the mistakes I have made. In the future, I will be frugal and cherish every bit of food..."

The general who had just escaped death was still frightened and was deeply repenting to the pastor in front of him.

On the other side, another general had a look of regret on his face, muttering to himself: "Oh! I thought that the vanguard troops I sent out would be able to successfully contact and get support from the follow-up reinforcements, but I didn't expect that there has been no news until now. As a result, I always feel uneasy in my heart, as if something is not right." He frowned, constantly thinking about the various situations that might arise.

At this time, the white-robed priest standing nearby said, "The garrisons of most of the large cities deep in this land have lax discipline and weak military strength, and are not enough to pose a threat at all. In my opinion, our 100,000-strong army should make a concerted effort to capture these cities directly. There is no time to delay now. If we cannot quickly capture a city as a foothold to protect ourselves, I am afraid the consequences will be disastrous."

After he finished speaking, a "gurgling" sound came from his stomach. Everyone present knew that at this moment they had no way out. The only way to survive was to fight hard and successfully occupy the city...