In the courtyard of Xing 8 Castle, the Teleportation Portal of the legendary elf Saranir still stood in one corner. At the center of the yard, the captains of the elf ranger squads and Hunter Cavalry, along with the High-Ranks from the Imperial Capital, gathered around Landen to hear his further orders for the campaign.
"Everyone has worked hard these past days. Your series of operations behind the Hindukush lines dealt a powerful blow to the Beastmen Royal Court's arrogant momentum, greatly tied down the beastmen's forces, and effectively supported the defensive battles on Iowa's front."
"So far, we have rescued nearly seven thousand Human Race Mana-Wielders, crippled more than half the mines of the Scorch Wolf Tribe, and you have wiped out large numbers of beastmen, Lizardmen, and Ratmen. I reported all these merits in full to the Imperial Capital Office of Appointments at noon."
The High-Ranks naturally beamed when they heard their merits had already been reported. Only Andrew Goldmoon frowned. Such a wrap-up and report of achievements normally came only when an operation was drawing to a close. If Landen was saying it now, did that not mean their operations behind enemy lines were about to end?
Yet before Andrew could speak, Adams Aboby at his side had already begun heaping praise on him. "Marquis Landen, you are the hero who truly stopped the beastmen invasion! Please rest assured, Commander Andrew and I will spread your achievements in Hindukush far and wide throughout the Imperial Capital!"
Looking somewhat weary, Landen nodded at Adams and continued. "As for this morning's operation, although there were a few twists and turns, you completed the assigned objective admirably and liberated nearly five hundred Human Race slaves. But as everyone knows, the situation within the basin has changed. The Beast Gods' gazes