The sky in Anruod was still so gloomy, as if it was going to rain, but it never rained, and the air was hot and humid, as if it were about to wring out water. 1――

It seems that he also senses the tense atmosphere on the front line, and the sky seems even darker, and there is a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the wind swept all the dead branches and leaves of the land into the sky, and then threw them down fiercely, enveloping the heavens and the earth in a desolation.

Battle flags fluttered, flying falcon banners fluttered over the ruined walls, rattling in the wind, the once-closed gates had been opened, and the entire army of black-armored infantry poured into the open gates like a river, and several long queues were converging in this direction

"This is the thousand-year-old Anruod!"

A Falcon Commander's flag commander stopped his horse in front of the city gate with a complicated expression, and when he saw the queue of the flag regiment in front of him disappearing at the city gate, he raised the horse whip in his hand, waved his hand and lined up neatly behind him, waiting for his subordinates to enter the city gate and shouted, "Enter the city!"

Countless towering long spears poured into the city road like a forest, this is Varisian's legion, just when the Seventh Army and 20,000 Kugit cavalry were trying their best to strangle, Varisian's legion, which had been waiting outside the city gate for a long time, took the opportunity to raid the defender's line of less than 3,000 people,

Because the defensive length of this section of the city wall reached 4 kilometers, in front of the Falcon army with the wide wings of fifty square formations in front of it, the strength of the weak 3,000 Nord troops was not dense at all, and the excessively long defense section, the thin troops, and the fierce sound of fighting in the camp made them subconsciously concentrate their forces on a few points, which happened to expose the weakness of their insufficient troops

"Rush forward!"

The 2,000 commandos who had been selected from the Varisian legion were the first to approach the walls, armed with large man-tall iron shields and heavy armor, completely ignoring the scattered clusters of arrows on the city's head, and climbing the makeshift siege ladders in a whole line.

At this time, the most ridiculous scene of this battle happened, looking at the Falcon army under the city, which was black and oppressive, crawling all over the city wall like ants, the defenders above did not resist vigorously, but made panic voices such as, "Mom, run for your life!" and so on, and the troops of thousands of people were in chaos without a fight.

All kinds of panicked shouts almost startled the Falcon siegers who were climbing the city ladder, because of the colloquial relationship, they didn't know what the Nords above were shouting, but they could roughly guess that they were probably shouting customary passwords such as "shoot, throw stones",

"Vertical shield, pay attention to the city wall" The siege soldiers were in a daze, and could only hurriedly grasp the staircase shelf in front of them with one hand, while holding up the heavy big shield in their hands to block their whole body,

The walls of Anruod are generally more than 5 meters high, even if you throw a stone down, it is enough to choke on people's heads, not to mention that according to previous experience, the materials on the Anruod defense line are quite sufficient, this is a defense line that has been built for decades, and the siege soldiers are ready to fight to the death, and they climb up inch by inch.

But after waiting for a full minute, there was nothing, and it seemed that the enemy was patronizing and shouting, and even the arrows seemed weak.

"Assault!" the first siege soldier to climb the city wall shouted over the battlements, he looked at the empty city road in front of him a little blankly, not to mention the swarms of enemies in the past, not even an ant could be seen,

"The Nords ran away?" This is an extremely hilarious siege battle, and the Nord soldiers who have always fought to the death do not run, and they don't even have a single one to hold on.

Later, the captured captives were interrogated by Tongguò and learned that the 3,000 men who had remained on the city walls were all soldiers of the Fifth Squadron of the Seventh Legion, which was a well-known mixed squadron in the Seventh Legion,...,

That is, those who come to mix meritorious service and mixed qualifications are arranged in this squadron, on the one hand, it can be easy to manage, and secondly, because the ideas of these soldiers are all mixed by themselves, what kind of hard work such as fighting, don't fall on their own heads, so in terms of combat effectiveness and combat will, it is almost infinitely close to zero, and many squadron leaders refuse to accept such soldiers.

Hartrebon who was born in Kyoto has no way to accept some of these soldiers, and it is only the result of the recent large-scale expansion of the army, even the elite Seventh Army cannot avoid this situation, which shows how bad this situation is in Nord Germany!

The rapid expansion of the number of soldiers has undoubtedly also made the Suzhì of the Nord soldiers rapidly reduced, and the original warrior troops who fought to the death have been filled with these soldiers composed of ordinary people, including civilians, petty nobles, and some idle land scoundrels, and more people were forcibly pulled by the conscription decree.

I can see it during training in peacetime, but if I really go to the battlefield, how can these old soldiers who have never even seen blood on weekdays meet the requirements of elite soldiers?

It is estimated that the Seventh Army itself knows that transferring this unit with no combat power back to support will not only not play any positive role, but may also cause the danger of a rout impacting their own team, so until the last critical moment, Hartrebon did not order this squadron to be transferred back.

"What a bargain!" Varisian looked up at the moss-covered walls of Anrud as he passed the city gate, intentionally or unintentionally.

After hundreds of years of vicissitudes, these stones that built the city wall are still very strong, and the indelible traces left by countless fierce battles can be faintly seen on the speckled white stone slabs, broken wall tiles, waist-high artemisia grass, broken and rusty weapon fragments, you can imagine how many generals and warriors have been helpless against this strong defense line for hundreds of years.

But now, I have easily broken through this unbreakable defense line in the eyes of everyone without much effort, which is really a bit ironic to say,

The wind brings a cool breath to the earth, and although the wind that blows through people's cheeks is basically sultry, it can take away more heat after all.

However, no one feels that their hearts are beginning to calm down, on the contrary, many people feel more arrogant and restless in their hearts, as if they want to suffocate people, with extremely bad omens.

In the base camp of the Nord army, the Nord crown prince Yagrolida received news of the attack on the Seventh Army and the loss of Fort Tichburg, which had devastated him.

"How is the situation of the Seventh Army now?" Agrorida nervously looked at the herald who came to report the news, and his voice vibrated in the air, and it took a long time to settle down,

"There are 13,000 casualties, and the remaining strength is less than 4,000! There is no longer any possibility of fighting again!" The herald's face was so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head, he didn't know that among the 4,000 people, another 3,000 people were lost on the city wall, in fact, the Seventh Army still had a strength that didn't even have a squadron, and it was simply in name only!

"What about Hartrayban? Is he dead?" Crown Prince Agrolida stood up with an indignant expression, and asked the commander of the Seventh Army angrily, the casualties were so large, Hartlebon had an unshirkable responsibility, Yaglolida had murderous intentions in his heart, and he would make an example of him, at this critical moment, if he could not use some way to deter the whole army, the morale of the soldiers would be severely damaged

"Lord Hartrebon was seriously wounded, but not in danger of his life, and now the Eighth Army is wounded," replied the herald nervously, and although he did not look up, he could feel the anger of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince like a volcanic eruption,

"So, he's not dead yet?"...,

Even with Yaglolida's forbearance character, he was already thunderous at the moment, and he scolded Hartrayban's incompetence in his mouth, "What is he doing alive if he loses the Seventh Army!"

"Snap" picked up the vase on the table and threw it on the ground, the fragments splashed, and the faces of the few attendants on the side were as pale as earth, and Yaglorida sat down dejectedly,

The recent war is like a nightmare that can't be woken up, and it originally seemed to be peaceful, although it was facing the first military god in the mainland, Vikia Falcon, and he was able to deal with it freely, which made the crown prince feel a feeling in his heart,

Such thoughts popped up like weeds, thinking that even a figure like Vekia Falcon was blocked by himself as a helpless wolf outside the city wall.

In the heart of the young crown prince who first entered the battlefield, as time went by, from the initial caution and walking on thin ice, to now, it is inevitable that there is a kind of pride that is difficult to hide.

He has already begun to think that after returning to Beijing after the victory, his prestige will definitely rise to the point where his identity matches Cheng Dù, who dares to say that he is completely relying on a trace of luck to become the heir to the throne of the Nord Kingdom, and he may be able to become the lord of the Nord generation of Zhongxing, and a bright future and future are waiting for him to create zào!

But a qiē,There has been a change in just a few days.,A qiē is caused by that damn sneak attack plan.,If I had known that this would be the case.,I shouldn't have listened to the villain's slander.,But there's no regret medicine in this world,

First, the Fifth Army sent by himself was surrounded and annihilated by the Falcon Army in the north in the town of Janx overnight, losing 20,000 people overnight, and then the commander of the Third Army led the army to mutiny, although it did not take refuge in the Falcon Army on the opposite side, but it also reduced its total strength by 30,000 people,

Before he could breathe, the Seventh Army, which was snuggled up to his right-hand arm, was hit hard again, and he could feel that the rhythm of the entire battle was completely under the control of the opponent, and the army in which he had the advantage was cut down layer by layer.

He had heard from Salton that a truly first-class commander had a wonderful rhythm for the rhythm of war, flowing smoothly and hierarchically. Under his command, the whole war is like a huge symphonic ensemble, and he is the chief conductor of the orchestra, and every tiny flutter of his baton is a melodious minor, and he can take care of the tiniest notes of each instrument.

Just like now, it is clear that he has an absolute advantage, but he is suppressed by less than half of the opponent's troops, and he does not dare to show his head, and even as soon as he makes contact, he is already in chaos.

There were countless dead and wounded in the battle, and the most terrible thing was the blow to the morale of the Nord army, if the Falcon army could attack the Seventh Army, it could naturally attack other troops,

The Nord army, which originally thought it was safe, suddenly found that it was not safe, and the impact of the army's shaking spirit was inevitable.

At least according to the report, the three corps on the right and in the center began to draw troops from the original frontal defense zone to defend the base camp in order to avoid the situation of the Seventh Army

The Fifth Army, which was defending the frontal line, also had some problems, because of the arbitrariness of a military judge named Pratigue and the brutality of trampling the wounded soldiers on horseback, half of the soldiers of the Fifth Army refused to go to the city to fight.

They scuffled with the officers who went to drive away the Judge Advocate General, and the large number of soldiers soon gained an overwhelming advantage, a dozen of them chased after the soldiers of the Judge Advocate General's Corps, and the hundreds of Judge Advocate General's officers who went to block were wounded a dozen.

Now 3,000 soldiers are still surrounding the base camp of the Fifth Army, demanding that the commander immediately hand over the murderers of this atrocity, and the stubborn commander of the Fifth Army, Hart Li Kai, mobilized the guards and formed a defensive line at zero hour on the periphery of the base camp,...,

In just a few days, half of the 150,000 troops have been lost! This battle was so aggrieved that the crown prince already wanted to vomit blood, and he didn't even know what the enemy's main force was like, and the defense of the Western Front had already been beaten upside down, besieged, sneak attacked, and rebelled, and in addition to the Eighth Army, which still maintained its complete combat strength, the defense of the Western Front had been completely lost

"Someone, I'm going to have an emergency meeting"

After a long while, Yaglorida regained the anger in her heart, thought of those chaotic affairs that could not be sorted out at all, stood up from her seat with all her strength, gritted her teeth and looked at the guards at the door, and said in an accentuated tone, "Everyone must participate, whether they are injured or surrounded, and no one can be absent!

The sun's rays shone tenaciously through the clouds, and the fields near late autumn seemed to be paved with a faint golden yellow. The leaves of some trees are already red, and the faint redness makes you feel the gloom of autumn. The cold wind blew away the sweltering heat, and the city of Tikhborg, as an auxiliary city behind the fort of Tikhborg, was not very high, but it was quite wide and stretched, built around the hillside behind the city, and many soldiers could be stationed on the wall.

In the early morning, in the center of the city of Tichborg, which had just been conquered, the morning mist appeared in the morning light of the soldiers and horses standing like a forest, and the fat man wore a black cloak and walked through the passage in the middle of the military formation in front of him. In the morning light, the dim swords, the armor, the falcon banner fluttering in the morning breeze,

"Your Majesty!" Salon took a dozen flag commanders to bow first, half-kneeling,

"Everybody, get up!"

The fat man walked up to the high platform in front of him, and behind him, the bright red sun was rising on the horizon of the mountains, and the fat man's upright figure had melted into the morning light.

"Long live, long live!"

The earth-shaking sound of tens of thousands of falcon soldiers, the large hall where 30,000 troops gathered, was so quiet that even the sound of the morning breeze could be heard,

The fat man looked at the soldiers in front of him, and felt a burst of blood boiling in his heart, it was these soldiers in front of him, who followed him to fight in the north and south, fought thousands of miles, and had been condensed by a hundred battles

"Warriors!" the fat man's voice echoed above the empty square, and he raised his hand, pointing to the distant horizon to the south, and his confident voice said, "You have conquered three-quarters of the continent, and now there are two paths before you, one is to follow your legion commander, wave your army to Anord, and join forces with the army of Varisian to flank the 150,000 Nord army!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand Nords!"

The Falcon Army soldiers below raised their heads one after another, looking at the fat man's eyes were red, just the number of 150,000 was enough to arouse the morale of the whole army,

The Falcon Dynasty established the country with its military exploits, and the battle of Fort Tikhborg, although it was a key battle to conquer important places and played a key role in the entire campaign, but that was for the adults above, and the military merits that ordinary soldiers cared about were another matter, and the defenders who were less than 10,000 people were also run away by more than 2,000 people, and they were able to grab the military merits, that is, the first batch of assault soldiers to enter the fortress,

By the time most of the soldiers rushed in, the Nord defenders had already broken up, and everyone had been planning for so long that they hadn't even eaten any meat.

It would be false to say that he was suddenly tempted by such a large piece of meat as the 150,000 Nord army, but the military order was like a mountain, and the soldiers still held back the excitement in their hearts, and looked at the falcon on the stage in unison

The fat man's eyes swept over the somewhat turbulent military columns, his voice paused, and he said word by word in an accentuated tone, "There is another way, that is, to go south with my 30,000 central army, and we will cross the Boans Mountains together and go straight to the Kyoto of the Nords! If this battle is won, everyone's military merits will be counted as three times!"

"Your Majesty wants to take Kyoto directly?"

Salon below couldn't hide the excitement on his face, Kyoto, when he first conquered Vikia Kyoto, Salon, who was stationed on the northern border, was still fighting fiercely with the attacking Rui Erdian army, and missed the battle that was destined to go down in history, which has always been the deepest regret in Salon's heart, it was the turn of Kyoto to fight the Rui Erdian people, and his own army was directly excluded from the attack sequence because of the battle damage.

"I want to fight Kyoto again!" There was only one pair left in Salona's eyeball, and a fierce flame flickered

"Sue me, your choice!"

The fat man stared at the 30,000 troops under the stage, his voice soared into the sky, and the sound of En'en chatter below suddenly disappeared,

Everyone's eyes began to look hot, three times the military feats! Conquer the glory of Kyoto! It is an irresistible temptation for any soldier!

"I'm willing to go south with Your Majesty!"

Varisien's face was red with excitement, and he was the first to kneel down at a very good time, now there is only one Kyoto left in the entire continent, if he misses it again, he really won't have a chance in his life, seeing that the legion commander is kneeling, and the others are all kneeling,

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