Sweep

Led by Ye Weian, this steel torrent swept through the surrounding outposts like autumn leaves in the wind.

Today's battle was much easier than yesterday's.

To the soldiers, every battle was a miracle.

Lord Ye Wei'an always manages to easily find the weaknesses and gaps in the enemy's formation, inflicting maximum losses on the enemy with minimal cost.

Whenever one of them is caught in a fierce battle and faces a life-or-death situation, they can either receive magical support from Lord Ye Weian or feel their own power breaking through in the face of life and death.

During the attack on the second outpost, a veteran rushed too far forward and was surrounded by two bandits.

Just as he was struggling to stay afloat and about to be killed, he suddenly felt as if his blood was burning, and a brand new power filled his entire body.

At the same time, a new move came to mind—he parried one bandit's attack with his longsword, then swung a second sword with incredible speed, piercing the throat of another bandit.

That's the warrior's signature move: "Tides of Movement"!

"I...I broke through! I comprehended combat skills on the brink of life and death!" the veteran shouted excitedly.

Meanwhile, Ye Wei'an, sitting in the distance, calmly ended the upgrade process for him.

This scenario of "breaking through in fierce fighting" was repeatedly played out at the three outposts.

The most shocking thing was Kane's promotion at the third outpost.

Kane was leading his troops in a charge under a hail of arrows, his fighting spirit reaching its peak amidst the clanging of their adamantine armor. Ye Wei'an seized the opportunity and poured all his accumulated potential points into the attack.

At that moment, Kane felt he had gained a new understanding of combat and the spirit of the Purple Dragon Knights. He felt he was no longer fighting alone, but that his breath was connected with that of all his comrades around him.

"For the Lord!" Kane roared, and with his battle cry, the soldiers around him suddenly felt their strength restored and their combat ability surged.

That was because Ye Weian upgraded him to Lv.4 Purple Dragon Knight and taught him the specialty [Purple Dragon Commander].

[Commander Purple Dragon]:

Attribute boost: Your Strength or Dexterity +1.

Encourage allies: You can encourage your allies to gain extra health and combat power.

A desperate battle: Your combat power increases during fierce fighting.

Encouraged by Kane, the soldiers unleashed their formidable fighting power, wiping out all the enemies in one fell swoop.

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Meanwhile, within Firefall Territory.

When Volodya returned to Firefall Fortress with a large caravan and a string of prisoners tied with ropes, it caused a huge stir.

The farmers working in the fields nearby, the soldiers stationed inside the castle, and the servants washing clothes were no less surprised than Ye Weian had been when he first returned to the castle.

Along the way, people dropped what they were doing and came to watch.

Whenever someone asked, "Sir, where did this force come from? How come there are so many wagons and so many prisoners?"

The soldiers driving the carriages would proudly announce:

"It's Lord Ye Wei'an! He led us to a great victory in the north!"

"The bandit stronghold that the lord led us to raid, and all the armor on these horses and carts are spoils of war! And that string of prisoners in the back are all the captives the lord captured!"

For these ordinary people who had never left their territory in their entire lives, they were unaware of the immense power represented by the "Zhentalin Society," nor did they quite understand how these smugglers were harming them behind the scenes.

But in their simple understanding, "winning a battle" is an honor in itself, and "the bad guys being caught" is a gratifying thing.

"Well done! It's been years since our Firefall Territory has been this powerful!"

Someone shouted something, and cheers instantly swept across both sides of the road.

"That's right, we Firefall Territory are not to be trifled with!"

"I heard these guys in black are bad guys from outside, trying to steal things from us!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

This simple sense of territorial belonging was instantly ignited, especially when they saw the dejected prisoners who looked like livestock being led around, and their sense of superiority exploded.

Since the soldiers say they are bad guys, then these guys must have gotten what they deserved.

"Get out of our territory!"

"Try this, you bad seed!"

The locals spontaneously dug out sticky mud from the ditches, and some even grabbed dried cow dung from the oxcart and threw it at the prisoners.

These Zantalin thugs, accustomed to roaming the wasteland, had never suffered such humiliation. But under the watchful eyes of the fierce cavalry on both sides, they could only let the filth explode on their clothes and faces, eliciting a burst of gleeful laughter from the onlookers.

The cavalry, amidst cheers from one gate to another, slowly drove through the heavy gates of Firefall Fortress.

At this moment, the walls of Firefall Fortress were densely packed with onlookers, all of whom were guards and servants who had come to watch the spectacle.

Even Lady Serena and Baron Lucas came to see what was going on.

"It's so similar...it's so similar." An old steward whispered in a trembling voice, "I remember seeing scenes like this all the time back in Firefall Fortress seven or eight years ago."

At this point, his cloudy eyes filled with tears: "Back then, the Baron was in his prime. Every time he returned from leading his troops to clear the wasteland, the city was like a festival... But since the Baron fell seriously ill, we haven't seen soldiers return victorious for far too long."

These words evoked memories for many people.

Since the Baron's death, the soldiers and servants of Firefall Fortress have inevitably felt lost about the future.

But looking at the wagons laden with supplies and the string of prisoners, a long-lost sense of pride and honor rose in their hearts.

Lady Serena and Lucas, standing not far away, listened to these discussions with particularly complex expressions.

Especially Serena.

She felt she had overestimated Ye Wei'an's abilities time and again, but now she realized that she still underestimated this young man.

Ye Wei'an is a man of great personal strength and excellent management skills. Who would have thought that he would also be so good at commanding troops and fighting battles?

Looking down at the convoy, surrounded by the people like returning heroes, she felt a surge of relief.

She was glad that she had used that deal to get Ye Weian to voluntarily give up his right to inherit Firefall Territory.

Given Ye Weian's current abilities and methods, if he is truly determined to fight for the title within the territory, coupled with his current popularity and military strength, the entire castle's inhabitants probably wouldn't be enough for him to destroy.

If things really get out of hand, even with the support of the Emeryske family, the consequences will still be unpredictable.

Standing beside her, Lucas, looking at the soldiers' fanatical eyes, felt his jealousy slowly transform into a fear that he himself was unwilling to admit.

As the caravan entered the castle gates, Volodya saw his father, Grand Knight Morey, waiting for him at the entrance.

As one of the high knights of the territory, Morey appeared outwardly calm, but the slight trembling of his beard betrayed his inner thoughts.

As a veteran general who had commanded troops for many years, he knew better than anyone the value of these victories.

After the army entered the city, Volodya settled his subordinates and supplies and prepared to report to the baron's widow, but was stopped by his father.

"Volodya, come here."

Morey led his son to a deserted corner, remained silent for a long while, and then lowered his voice to ask, "Tell me the truth, Volodya. Was the entire operation these past two days... personally commanded by Young Master Ye Weian? Was it him who led you to capture that Santalin meeting point? Or was it that he was hiding behind the scenes, with you few in command?"

"Father, you weren't there; you didn't witness the adults' methods!"

Upon hearing this, Volodya straightened up completely.

He started talking like a broken record, recounting the battlefield miracle of yesterday from beginning to end.

As Morey listened to his son's description, his previously tense expression finally changed completely.

Previously, he had been overconfident in his seniority and thought he could use his abilities to support his daughter Lina with Ye Wei'an, but now he realized that he had been too presumptuous.

He had initially thought that Ye Wei'an was just a spellcaster with some skill and knowledge of noble methods.

Such nobles are rare among Cormier's younger generation, but they do exist; they are considered a rare elite among the nobility.

But now it seems that the young master his daughter chose for him is more talented and more versatile than he imagined.

This is definitely a born commander.

Morey inwardly cursed: if his arrogance caused a rift with Ye Wei'an, it would not only be a loss for the Sabassian family, but also erode his daughter Lina's goodwill with Ye Wei'an.

I can no longer use the same attitude as before when dealing with a leader like this.

Thinking this, Morey's expression turned solemn. He grabbed Volodya's shoulder and, with unprecedented seriousness, instructed, "Remember, Volodya. From this day forward, whether in Firefall Keep or on the frontier, we Sabashtians must be absolutely loyal to our Lord! You must protect his will as you would your own honor, understand?"

Seeing his father's alarmed expression, Volodya obediently agreed repeatedly, but secretly rolled his eyes and couldn't help but think to himself:

"The old man's only now realizing his mistake? I've been thinking the same thing for a while!"