"Where am I?"

The blurry scene gradually became clear, the fountain made of stone bricks sprayed clear water, and the beautiful sculptures were placed around, looking very much like the mythical creatures of the Karad Empire that Byron had seen in books.

He blinked and looked up, the warm sunlight fell on his body, which made him feel very comfortable, but even so, the brilliance of the sun still made it impossible for mortals to look directly at it. Byron looked around suspiciously, as if he was in a garden, surrounded by beautiful sculptures and neatly arranged flowers. And he himself was sitting on a finely crafted bench, facing the fountain.

"Did I time travel again? Or am I dreaming?"

Byron pinched himself suspiciously, but felt nothing.

"Well, I'm really dreaming, but this dream is too real."

Byron stood up and walked around. The surrounding landscape was really beautiful and comfortable. In the distance, a majestic castle stands on the high ground. It looks very similar to the castle in Dherim, but it is even more magnificent, covering more than double the area, and there are many decorations and decorations on the castle. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a palace designed for comfortable living. Even the castle of King Pravenhalaos was but a small house compared with this great building.

"Is this the past?" Looking at those buildings, Byron couldn't help but think of the great era described in the book, the huge empire called the Karad Empire, and the glorious old days. That empire, like Rome, was so advanced in engineering and technology that even the nations of Calradia today are still not at the same level as they used to be. If this is a creation of that era, it is not impossible.

"I don't know that flag, maybe I should go back and look through the books."

Byron looked up and saw the banner on the castle. It was a dazzling golden sun, shining brightly against the red sky as the background color. But Byron recalled all the ancient patterned coats of arms in his memory, and he couldn't think of such a one.

But the strange thing is, in the background color under the golden sun, there seems to be a circle of patterns, which looks very familiar, just like... just like his peony texture, but much more delicate.

In a trance, Byron had already arrived at the side of a pond, but judging from the pebble path next to it and the guardrails and sculptures around it, it was obvious that this pond was dug by hand, and it was possible to build such a magnificent castle and such a unique garden , at least among the lords of Calradia in Byron's era, no one could do it.

Byron lowered his head and looked inside the pond. At the shallower edge of the pond, fish could be seen swimming. Byron was even more sure that this was a real dream. After all, it was winter and this place couldn't be so warm. This may be the ghost of Wen Qing, this so-called **** tossed him not once or twice.

"Stop! In the name of the Empire and the Sun Queen, I order you to stop!"

Suddenly, a roar woke Byron from his thoughts. He looked over and saw two guards wearing full-body steel plate armor and burqas that looked like flags stopped Byron. They were very well armed and victorious. Royal Knights of King Harlaus.

"In the name of the Unifier and Queen, say your name, lay down your weapons and surrender!" Several guards surrounded Byron and shouted loudly.

"My name?" Byron subconsciously held down the saber at his waist. Even in his dream, he still carried the weapon. But when he was about to say something, those soldiers suddenly opened their mouths in surprise and lowered their weapons, but before he could say anything, his eyes opened in the next second, and it was already the roof of his camp. .

"It's a strange dream. Something must be affecting me." Byron took a long breath. The dream was so clear that he felt a headache after waking up.

He stood up and walked to the edge of the tent, opened the curtain, and the soldiers guarding on both sides immediately saluted the Earl. Byron looked up, and it was just dawn.

"Let Kenrad and Polcha come over." After speaking, Byron returned to the tent, took out the water bag containing wine, and filled himself with half of it with his head raised.

Of course he knows that he can't drink when he gets up together, but now he has a severe headache and the pressure on his body is a bit too heavy, he needs to drink some wine to relieve himself, although he also understands that this will only make his situation worse in the future, but he There is no other way.

Outside the tent is now covered with yellow sand, but a few days ago, they saw oases and date palm groves along the way. On the western edge of the Bronze Sand Sea, wealthy villages and towns can be seen everywhere. The green land surrounding Sharitz provides Sarande with sufficient food, and it is also the southern node of continental trade. When passing through these places, Byron spent It took a lot of effort to persuade friendly forces not to plunder in these rich places. Although for the army, it is in his own interest to cause damage to the enemy, but for Byron, these eastern trading villages and towns cannot be destroyed. Without these places, his post-war business network will be destroyed. And he can't over-stimulate Sultan Hakim. His first priority is to force Sultan to give up his westward plan, not to irritate Sultan and fight himself.

What's more, through "friendly exchanges", those elders and chiefs provided their army with sufficient supplies, camels and objective dinars ~lightnovelpub.net~ to ensure their safety. In this way, when the army enters the desert, they don't have to worry about survival, and they don't have to worry about supply lines all the time.

After all, Sharitz's army has already begun to move. At first, they thought that Byron's army was just for looting, and they gave up the outlying villages and towns for the safety of the city. Anyway, they could **** them back once the army returned. But I didn't expect that the other party didn't plunder those wealthy villages and towns, but controlled those areas step by step, and collected supplies and taxes, and seemed to be trying to cut off their back road and surround the city in a roundabout way.

It stands to reason that the opponent's strength is not enough, but now there are rumors in the city (obviously Assassin's masterpiece), saying that Dherim's army will take the opportunity to go south to help Byron surround Sharuiz. This was originally a rumor, but it couldn't stand the fluctuating people's hearts during the war, and the army didn't know when they would come back to support. And from a strategic point of view, if Byron can occupy Sharitz, whether it is negotiation or holding on to the city, it will be better than resisting Salander's army on the dilapidated ruins of Amira.

As a result, the army in the city became a little anxious. Assassin's assassins created a lot of misleading, and Byron also deliberately increased the banner tents to make the army look bigger, which made the defenders misjudge the number of enemies and think that the opponent was Capable of siege. Instead of sitting still, it is better to strike first, cut off the opponent's supplies, destroy their rear army, deal a heavy blow to them, and reduce the possible offensive in the future.

Of course, they can also attack Amira, which is also an opportunity, but it also needs to leave the city.

But whichever way they chose, Byron's purpose was accomplished, which was to get them out of the city walls and onto the plains and sands.

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