After Chui Shui City came three hundred li of plains, which a fast horse could traverse in just two days to reach the Boluo Legion.
Therefore, to protect the Boluo Legion, Sain had to hold the only barrier to it – Chui Shui City.
Three days later, battle reports from Chui Shui City arrived: the Holy Roman army had broken through Chui Shui City, and King Chachai had died in battle.
Spotan returned with a bloodied head, crawling and reporting that the Holy Roman army would reach the Boluo Legion within three days.
Upon hearing such news, Sain felt his head sink, almost causing him to fall to the ground.
Spotan advised, "Big brother, we are truly no match for Svein. Why not... surrender?"
Sain took a deep breath and said dejectedly, "Majis' reinforcements will arrive in a few days. Even if Majis cannot hold back Svein's massive army, in half a month, Zuan will return with the strongest tribes of the Wu tribe, and they will surely defeat Svein!"
"Second brother, do you truly believe Zuan can defeat Svein? Now even the temple openly does not support us..."
"Silence!"
Sain did not wish to hear more. He slammed the table and said, "Don't you understand? If we surrender to the Holy Romans like this, I, the Barbarian King, fear I will never be able to hold my head high for generations to come. How can I then suppress the barbarian tribes? Speak no more, we must defeat Svein no matter what!"
Knowing Sain's temper, Spotan stopped his persuasion and merely asked, "Then what do we do now?"
Hearing Spotan raise the most pressing issue, Sain slowly sat down and remained silent for a long time.
"The dignified barbarian king, pushed to such a state by a young man..."
A woman's voice suddenly drifted in from outside the tent.
Sain and Spotan both started, looking towards the entrance.
"Father..."
The one who rushed into the tent was Sain's beloved daughter, Jessica. After Jessica's previous failure to encircle the Augat tribe, Sain had sent her to her mother, Madam Mile Di, to enter secluded cultivation with her mother, just in case.
Although Jessica was a hundred times unwilling, she remembered her encounter with the Holy Roman general Hecast that day, and how he was superior in skill. Thus, without much resistance, she followed her father's arrangements and went to the Barbarian King's ancestral temple for secluded cultivation with her mother.
Although Madam Mile Di was in secluded cultivation at the Barbarian King's ancestral temple, she was not unaware of outside affairs.
In fact, this influential figure of the barbarian region was well-informed about the war situation in the Holy Roman Empire.
Chui Shui City being breached meant that the Boluo Legion was completely exposed to the iron hooves of the Holy Roman army. At this point, it was no longer just about fighting; it concerned Sain's survival in the barbarian territory. Madam Mile Di naturally could not stand idly by.
Madam Mile Di strode into the tent. She was dressed in foreign attire, with silver rings around her neck. Her skin, healthy like buckwheat, and her dignified demeanor exuded an inner dominance.
Seeing Madam Mile Di enter, Sain and Spotan simultaneously stood up. Sain stepped forward to support his wife, his face beaming with joy, "Madam, you have emerged from seclusion?"
Madam Mile Di glanced at Sain, "The enemy has reached our doorstep, how could I not emerge from seclusion?"
Sain's old face flushed, and he chuckled, "Yes, yes... Madam is absolutely right."
Madam Mile Di nonchalantly sat in the main seat and asked, "Svein has broken through Chui Shui City, how long until he reaches our Legion's base?"
Spotan replied respectfully, "The Holy Roman army has already set up camp ten li outside our main base."
Madam Mile Di took a deep breath, "So fast? No wonder the Holy Roman army has such glorious achievements."
Upon saying this, she couldn't help but sneer, "I wonder how they will fare against the Wu tribe..."
As she spoke, her face seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, and the temperature in the entire tent dropped by several degrees.
"Mother..."
Jessica tugged at Madam Mile Di, gazing blankly at the cold and murderous face.
Sain said sheepishly, "Since Madam has come out of seclusion, the Holy Roman army will not be able to rage for many more days. May I ask how Madam plans to fight?"
Madam Mile Di smiled proudly, "How to fight? As long as we defend our Legion's base and make the Holy Roman army retreat in vain, that's enough. Do you expect me to fight all the way to the Holy Roman territory for you?"
Seeing Madam Mile Di seemingly in a bad mood, Sain tried to appease her, "Madam, you misunderstand me! What I mean is, this Svein is very cunning, Madam must be extremely careful and vigilant!"
Madam Mile Di looked at Sain with disdain, "Sain, have you been so terrified by Svein that you've lost your courage? Why are you so cowardly?"
Sain glanced at Jessica beside him, puffed out his chest, and said with dignity, "What are you talking about, Madam? Do you think I, Sain, who has roamed the barbarian lands, am afraid of anyone? It's just... the safety of Madam is paramount!"
Madam Mile Di looked at Sain, her face full of disbelief. Jessica interjected, "Father, Jessica was bullied last time. This time, no matter what, I must get my revenge! If Father is wary of the Holy Roman army, Jessica is willing to be the vanguard for Father!"
Sain glared at Jessica, his face stern, "Stop being frivolous! Why does a young girl always think about going to the battlefield?"
Madam Mile Di shot Sain a look, "It's still better than your constant hesitation!"
Upon hearing this, Sain's expression darkened slightly, "Tomorrow, Madam, you will observe from the sidelines, and I will personally go out to meet the Holy Roman army!"
Madam Mile Di was slightly taken aback. Knowing that Sain was extremely concerned about his reputation, she gave him a white look and said playfully, "The enemy is already at our doorstep, and you still want to show off!"
She paused, then softened her tone, "Our army's morale is low, and we cannot afford another defeat. You don't need to trouble yourself, Great King. Tomorrow, I will personally meet the enemy general of the Holy Romans."
The next morning, before the Boluo Legion.
The morning in the barbarian lands was slightly cool. Taking advantage of the fine weather, the Holy Roman army had already arrayed themselves and were taunting the enemy.
Not long after, the barbarian army emerged and arrayed themselves. In the center stood a female general, astride a curly-maned horse, holding a snake-tongue spear, advancing majestically out of the ranks and standing at the forefront, surveying the Holy Roman army as if she were a god of war.
The Holy Roman soldiers looked at each other, not knowing why the barbarian army had sent out a female general. The Holy Roman general in the middle shouted, "I am Otriss of the Holy Romans! I do not kill women, so retreat quickly and send out your men to meet me!"
In fact, the Holy Roman army had not expected the barbarian army to dare to come out and fight at all. Otherwise, Xiao Xun would never have sent Otriss out to meet the enemy.
Waves of teasing laughter came from the Holy Roman ranks, "Go back to the hotbed!"
...
Madam Mile Di's expression was impassive. She urged her divine steed forward with a slight pressure of her legs, and the horse leaped forward more than ten feet. She charged towards Otriss with murderous intent.
Madam Mile Di, enveloped in heavy killing intent, charged forward. Otriss's heart trembled. He had never expected this female general to exude such a fierce battle spirit.
From several feet away, he was already tightly enveloped by her fierce battle spirit, and a chill rose from the depths of his heart.
There was no time to ponder. Otriss knew he was already at a disadvantage. If he allowed her powerful aura to spread further, he would inevitably fall into her frantic assault.
Although Otriss was a step late, his reaction was not slow. He spurred his horse forward.
Otriss's ear heard the voice of the undead: "This woman is skilled! You are definitely not her match! Do not engage her in a head-on collision!"
It turned out that although Gell was left in the northwest by Xiao Xun, the undead had been sent to assist Otriss.
The further Otriss rode forward, the more he felt the undead's words. The powerful killing intent from the opponent was suffocating him, as if all the surrounding air had been sucked dry by this woman.
Otriss thought to himself, If I retreat without fighting, how can I report back? Although I am not as good as her, it should be no problem to retreat safely. Although Otriss did not speak, the undead naturally understood his thoughts.
However, the undead was not optimistic about Otriss, "This woman is far stronger than you!"
While Otriss was speaking with the undead, Madam Mile Di's snake-tongue spear had already pierced towards him. The force was strong and swift, the spearhead aimed directly at his face.