Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 203 Crisis

Chapter 203: Chapter 203 Crisis

Outside the outer city of the Imperial City.

In the spacious open field, a group of soldiers clad in armor gathered together like a black cloud bearing down on a city, with an awe-inspiring presence.

"Are these the reinforcements? They seem to be only around ten thousand... Isn’t that a bit few?"

Remi Sinclair gazed at the group of soldiers lined up neatly in the distance, with a slight frown on his face.

"Quality matters more than quantity in soldiers."

Wyatt Barnes rode his horse by Remi’s side, smiling gently.

He could tell that these soldiers were different from ordinary soldiers. Every single one of them emitted a fierce aura, and their cultivation levels were clearly not low.

"Remi, don’t underestimate this army of ten thousand. Even if they were to face a siege of several hundred thousand ordinary troops, they could easily break through the encirclement!"

Seeker Sinclair’s eyes narrowed as he spoke slowly.

"Could this be the Crimson Drake Army under the command of the Godly Might Marquis, General Atharv Nigel?"

Remi Sinclair glanced at the group of soldiers escorting them out of the city and noticed that the armor of these soldiers was engraved with the pattern of a ’Crimson Drake’.

This type of armor was the emblem of the Crimson Drake Army!

"You just noticed?"

Wyatt Barnes shook his head and smiled; he had spotted this much earlier.

The Crimson Drake Army is one of the three elite armies under the command of the Godly Might Marquis. There are only ten thousand soldiers in each of the three elite armies.

These ten thousand soldiers are generally all martial artists of the Seventh-Order Condensed Pill Realm or above.

Among them are some centurions who are even of the Original Pill Realm...

As for the Centurions, they are all of the Original Infant Realm!

Soon, including Wyatt Barnes, a group of students from the Saint Martial Arts Academy, had also gathered with the other soldiers of the Crimson Drake Army.

At this moment, a tall youth wearing silver light armor stepped forward.

His gaze was cold, sweeping over the group of Saint Martial Arts Academy students, in a calm tone, "Hello everyone, I am the commander of the reinforcements heading to the Northwest Border battlefield this time, my name is ’Kanan Nigel’!"

Kanan Nigel!

The son of Godly Might Marquis Atharv Nigel!

A proud son of heaven!

After hearing Kanan Nigel’s ’self-introduction’, most students of the Saint Martial Arts Academy had their eyes gleaming.

"Is he Kanan Nigel?"

"He is indeed worthy of being the son of the Godly Might Marquis, so majestic. I heard that Kanan Nigel graduated from our Saint Martial Arts Academy just a few months ago. When he graduated, he was already a martial artist of the Fifth-Order Original Pill Realm."

"Twenty-six years old, Fifth-Order Original Pill Realm... With such talent, I am afraid that among the young generation of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom, the only ones who could surpass him are ’Wyatt Barnes’ and ’Qadir Adams’."

"This time Wyatt Barnes and Qadir Adams have also joined the reinforcements. The top three geniuses of the youth generation in the Crimson Heaven Kingdom are all gathered together!"

...

A group of students from the Saint Martial Arts Academy, whispering to each other.

Wyatt Barnes raised his eyebrows slightly, Qadir Adams has also come?

Looking around, he spotted Qadir Adams in the crowd.

The present Qadir Adams seemed to have lost some of his former sharpness while displaying increased composure, seemingly having changed a lot.

"Let me be clear upfront! Although you are students of the Saint Martial Arts Academy, from this moment on, you are also part of our ’Crimson Drake Army’, and you must obey military orders. If you violate military orders, you will be punished according to military law! Now, someone will distribute the Crimson Drake Army armor to you, put it on as soon as possible."

Kanan Nigel’s voice rang out loud and clear.

With those words, he rode off.

Next to Kanan Nigel, an old man in casual clothes sat on a horse, his eyes squinted, following Kanan Nigel like a shadow.

Like Kanan Nigel’s ’shadow’.

Not many people noticed that when Kanan Nigel turned to leave, his gaze seemed to penetrate through numerous barriers and land on a purple figure among the group of students from the Saint Martial Arts Academy.

Sensing Kanan Nigel’s gaze, Wyatt Barnes nodded slightly towards him.

Soon, Wyatt Barnes, Remi Sinclair, and Seeker Sinclair had also put on the Crimson Drake Army’s armor.

The armor appeared heavy but was actually light. Wearing it didn’t interfere with movement and provided a degree of protection.

"You two look quite fitting in this armor."

Wyatt Barnes glanced at Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair, smiling slightly.

Both of them wore the Crimson Drake Army armor, and they looked quite the part.

"Aren’t you the same?"

Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair looked at Wyatt Barnes.

The current Wyatt Barnes, with his straight eyebrows, handsome face revealing a trace of coldness, and body fitting armor, looked strikingly majestic and magnificent.

Wyatt Barnes’ eyes narrowed slightly, a genuine smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Even after living two lives and seeing much of the world in his previous life, he couldn’t help feeling a bit excited.

The wind rises, and clouds float. Brave men go and never return!

"Depart!"

At this moment, ’Kanan Nigel’, acting as the commander of the reinforced Crimson Drake Army, suddenly gave the command.

The loud voice, like a thunderclap, reached everyone’s ears.

Immediately, the army made up of over ten thousand people rode their horses out, their momentum thunderous!

Where they passed, the earth shook, and mountains trembled.

They set off in early morning, rested at noon, and then resumed their journey until sunset. Under the command of ’Kanan Nigel’, the tens of thousands of the Crimson Drake Army finally stopped and made camp for the night in the wilderness.

Under the glow of the bonfire, tents rose one after another, creating a sea of darkness.

Wyatt Barnes, Remi Sinclair, and Seeker Sinclair were now working together to set up a small tent.

This would be their residence for the night.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Wyatt Barnes frowned; his keen psychic power told him that a gaze was constantly on him.

As he looked over, he saw a group of soldiers from the Crimson Drake Army, but he could not tell who was watching him.

"This gaze, this morning, seemed to have fallen upon me the moment I put on the Crimson Drake Army armor... Who is it?"

Wyatt was slightly puzzled.

He was sure that the one gazing at him was not Kanan Nigel, nor a student from the martial arts academy.

Meanwhile, the camp had been set up. Wyatt Barnes no longer dwelt on the subject but instead, sat around the campfire in front of the tent with Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair.

At this moment, a group of Crimson Drake Army soldiers and some students from the martial arts academy all took out their dry food to eat.

Seeker Sinclair took out some dry food too, shared some with Remi Sinclair, and passed some to Wyatt.

"Eating this stuff isn’t nutritious at all."

Wyatt did not take it, but grimaced instead. Then, he raised his hand and took out a huge chunk of ice from his Storage Ring...

Under the puzzled gaze of Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair.

Wyatt placed the ice next to the campfire.

Soon enough, the ice melted, revealing a ’suckling pig’ inside.

"Damn, Wyatt Barnes, how big is your storage ring that you can carry this around?"

Seeker Sinclair couldn’t restrain himself and cursed in surprise, his mouth agape.

Remi Sinclair was also stunned.

In their view, a regular storage ring has only one cubic space, and there wouldn’t be room for many ’iced suckling pigs’.

"Hurry up and help dissect it! All that talking, do you not want to eat?"

Wyatt tossed the suckling pig in his hand to Seeker Sinclair, glaring at him.

Seeker Sinclair took the hefty pig and smiled, "Of course I want to eat! Who would eat dry food when there’s meat?"

At this moment, Wyatt also took out a few long iron rods, along with a pile of seasonings and salt.

Buzz!

Wyatt’s hand swiped at his waist, and the Purple Emperor Soft Sword whistled into action. With Seeker’s help, they quickly dissected the preprocessed suckling pig.

"Wyatt, you don’t seem like you’re preparing for battle. Instead, it’s like you’re going on a vacation."

Remi Sinclair pierced a piece of the pig meat with an iron rod and started roasting it over the campfire. He sprinkled salt and seasonings on it, shaking his head as he laughed.

"It’s not every day that we go out, so why not treat ourselves well? Where would we get the energy from eating those pieces of dry food?"

Wyatt rotated the iron rod in his hand, roasting the meat as he smiled.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the grilled suckling pig from the hands of the three began to spread...

"Damn, where is this fragrance coming from?"

"Isn’t this the smell of grilled suckling pig? Who’s eating grilled suckling pig?"

"It’s Wyatt and the others! They sure know how to enjoy themselves. They even brought a suckling pig out to roast."

"No wonder he’s a valued genius from the Barnes family, having a storage ring truly is convenient."

...

A group of students from the martial arts academy all looked enviously at Wyatt, their mouths watering profusely.

Compared to the group of students from the martial arts academy, a group of soldiers from the Crimson Drake Army was much calmer. They grilled their own food by the campfire, eating their dry food. After finishing, they went into their tents to rest.

"Awesome!"

While munching on a grilled pig, Seeker Sinclair had a satisfied smile on his face.

Wyatt and Remi Sinclair were also eating meat heartily, the delight evident on their faces.

"It would be perfect if there were some drinks right now."

Seeker Sinclair’s eyes sparkled.

The students from the martial arts academy who were not far away were utterly speechless after hearing Seeker Sinclair’s words.

What an insatiable greed!

We don’t even have a roasted suckling pig to eat, yet you, while gnawing on your grilled pig, still aren’t satisfied and need a drink?

How infuriating!

However, next moment, those students from the martial arts academy were stunned once more.

They saw Wyatt extending his hand and three wine pots instantly appeared in his hand...

"A meal isn’t complete without wine, come, drink up!"

Wyatt smiled.

"Wyatt, you really brought wine!"

Remi Sinclair swallowed hard, his face full of surprise. Immediately, he and Seeker Sinclair grabbed the wine pots and started drinking...

Under the stares of the hungry crowd, the three of them ate and drank heartily, not stopping until they were full.

"So full!"

Soon, the three of them picked a suckling pig clean, and the empty wine pots were cast aside.

"I’m going out to relieve myself."

Seeker Sinclair announced before running off into the nearby jungle.

After Seeker Sinclair and Remi Sinclair returned from relieving themselves, Wyatt also went out...

However, as soon as Wyatt stepped into the bamboo forest, his psychic power became alert. He could sense an impending crisis rapidly approaching, seemingly about to hit at any moment.

Taking a deep breath, Wyatt moved swiftly, directly flying for the front.

Spiritual Serpent Movement!

And just at this moment, a flurry of noises came from behind, and a robust figure leapt forward, overtaking Wyatt in the blink of an eye and blocking his route.

This was a middle-aged man in the armor of a Crimson Drake Army soldier. His eyes, contrasting against the night, flickered with a terrifying glow.