Oct. 3, eight a.m.

Although it was the last few days of summer, the Harrence Heights was still under the scorching sun.

Everything on the heights seemed to be as calm as ever.

To the north, on the grass beside a creek at the junction of the Sister Territory and the northern official road, the Fort Kawar Guards patrol is routinely patrolling, and they are walking on the grass on the banks of the Creek Heights as they have done in the past...

The green grass splattered with green stains on the horse's hooves, leaving a clear line of footprints. On the embankment by the clear stream, the patrolling riders turned over and dismounted one after another, and under the leadership of the veterans, they carried water bottles and walked towards the stream.

The nearby hillside was full of wild berries, and several young soldiers ran over to pick some and give them to their companions. This was the easiest time of the day for the patrol soldiers, eating half-ripe and sour berries, lying on the grass, looking at the clear blue sky and basking in the lazy rays of the morning sun.

"I want to stay here all day. One young recruit's tone was reminiscing, "Every day at this time reminds me of my hometown. ”

"You're missing your wife. The one-eyed soldier next to him nudged his shoulder, "It's okay to live like this once in a while, but I'm going to go crazy if I do it every day." ”

"You only know how to give your paycheck to the prostitutes in Cadetown. A middle-aged man who looked like an officer next to him looked at the one-eyed soldier, "You should learn from Porter and send all your salary to your wife, your wife and children need that money." ”

"Come on, no amount of money can change the fate of my family. The one-eyed soldier pouted disdainfully, "When I die in battle, they will get much more than my salary, and my mother was raised by me with my father's pension, and that's how we survived from generation to generation." ”

His tone seemed indifferent, but it was also full of a kind of helplessness and compromise for the first.

These words made the soldiers who were enjoying a rare and comfortable morning around them recall the bad past, and they all fell silent for a while.

The officer frowned and wanted to say something, but it was clear that he was not a good lobbyist, and he couldn't say a word for a long time when he opened his mouth. So, he had to squat down and fetch water with a muffled voice, but his body that had just squatted down suddenly bounced up again, and shouted to the left and right: "There is a large group of soldiers marching rapidly... Get on board!"

The soldiers, caught in bad memories, looked at their commander in unison,

"Hurry, hurry!" roared the officer, dropping his water bag and running to his mount on the high embankment.

At this time, the ground began to shake slightly, and the veterans reacted one after another, dragging the recruits next to them and running wildly to their respective mounts.

On the embankment, the patrol officer held the only goggle in the group and observed the situation on the other side of the river.

I saw that on the main road outside a farm not far away, two formations of military formations were rapidly advancing in the direction of the creek amid the flying flags. What's even worse is that at least 500 cavalry on the left and right flanks of its army are running wildly, closing the distance between them and the patrol every second!

"Quick! Prepare for battle!" the officer's face changed drastically, "Potter, take the news from here to the watchtower, the others..."

"Whoosh" A magic arrow glowing blue pierced the officer's throat, preventing him from speaking next.

"You go!" the One-Eyed Soldier took off one of his horses and tossed it to Potter next to him, "Tell the Officers of the Watchtower what happened here!"

"Well... Good. Potter passively accepted orders.

"Hurry up!" the one-eyed soldier helped the recruit turn his horse's head and slammed the whip on the opponent's mount, and as the horse galloped, he turned his head and drew the spear from the saddle, shouting to the left and right robes, "Let these damned countrymen see the strength of the Guards patrols!"

The "whoosh" magic arrow struck again, directly at the one-eyed soldier who had taken over the command!

"Ding", but this time the soldiers turned on the magic shield on the shield.

"Charge, escape is a dead end!" The one-eyed soldier shrugged at the robe beside him, and then raised his spear, "Think of your last words and meet our battlefield!"

With that, he rushed to the front and charged...

Ten minutes later,

This skirmish by the stream came to an end.

For the huge Herian army on the other side, the battle was as inconspicuous as a ripple caused by a small leaf falling into the stream.

Half an hour later,

The army led by the nobles of Herien arrived at the Guards' front guard tower in the northern official road.

Although the watchtower was alerted, there were not enough troops, and the headquarters did not send reinforcements for a long time. An hour later, a hundred Guards soldiers who had relied on the defense of the watchtower were wiped out!

...

At ten o'clock in the morning, in her humble office at the Guards' station, Sira Marne summoned Knight Grofillo, commander of the 1st Corps, Baron Prut, chief of staff, and Sack Marat, the official of the northern government.

When two pieces of news came out of the mouth of MIA Commissioner Sergeant Elton, everyone in the office looked at each other... Whether it was the army of the nobles of Fort Herien, or the death of Sir Greck, it was hard for them to believe.

"Is Bane-Lockton crazy? How dare he assassinate Sir Glick, which is tantamount to declaring war directly on Fort Kavaral!" Baron Prut, Chief of Staff, said in disbelief, "Does he really think that he can take on the entire Crewe Territory head-on with the strength he has gathered during this time?"

"They have enough reasons," Seke-Marat shrugged, "two of Sir Glick's bodyguards have looted the villages in the central region of the Sist-Dominion!" the old man's tone was full of teasing, "Besides, they don't need to confront the entire Kru Realm, they just need to take the northern official road and defend it... In other words, their enemies are only us. ”

"The Herien Commanders didn't take us seriously at all..."Knight Grofilo was transferred from the position of Adjutant Commander to the Commander of the First Corps after the Battle of Twake Leader, taking over from Sirah Marne's position. He glanced at the crowd as he spoke, and finally, his gaze fell on the Legion Commander, Ser Sira, "Sir, we have long been prepared for war, and it is time for this arrogant Herion leader to understand the cruelty of reality. ”

Sira Marne nodded noncommittally and did not say anything immediately

She's thinking!

Thinking about the variables brought about by Sir Glick's death, before this, although she thought that the nobles of the Herion region would definitely create an incident to start a war, she never thought that these people would dare to attack Sir Glick directly!

Who is Sir Glick?

Captain of the Guard of the Knight Guards of Kavalburg!

This time, it was on behalf of the Kavarburgs, on behalf of the Pedi and the Lockton family to discuss the issue of the trade blockade and the conflict between the two armies.

The nobleman of the Herion Leader slapped Pedi hard!

Sheila Marne behaved calmly,

She was silent for a moment before looking at Seke-Marat, "First issue a proclamation to the northern official roads and all parts of the Harrance Heights, and tell the nobles and people of the entire Harrance Heights that Sir Gorrik was brutally murdered by the nobles of Harrynnburg... At the same time, he reported the matter to Baron Pedy, demanding that the deeds of the nobles of Herienburg be made public throughout the Cru Domain. ”

"When I got the news, I had already arranged it. Seke-Marat's face was full of smiles.

Sergeant Elton, MI Commissioner, continued: "The news has reached Fort Kaval, but Baron Pedy's fastest reply will take at least three hours. ”

"At that time, the war had already started here for us. The Chief of Staff, Baron Pruitt, also looked at Sira Marne, and he thought for a moment and suggested: "The noble army led by Herien is menacing, and we should gather the two corps stationed on the left and right as soon as possible. ”

"How much time do we have?" said Silla, looking at Elton.

"In less than an hour..."

"So," Sila said, standing up, "since the nobles of the Siste want this ruin, let it be for them..."

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the noblewoman said in a cold voice: "Order, the third and fifth corps shall quickly withdraw to the crossroads thirty miles away. He looked around, "Let's get ready to leave, too." ”

"Abandonment here?" said Baron Prut, "Sir Sira, as your Chief of Staff, I have an obligation to warn you that if we abandon this place we will cut off the supply lines of Fort Kaval on our own. ”

"Rest assured, I have stockpiled a large amount of supplies in Kaide Town, which can satisfy the Guards for a long time. Seke Marat replied in place of Sila Marne.

"It's... It's not a supply question at all!"

"Baron Pruitt, execute it, it's my decision. "Sheila Marne.

"But..."

"It was a wise decision. Knight Grofilo, the commander of the First Corps, hurriedly said: "We have two thousand light horsemen, and each soldier is equipped with crossbows, short swords, spears, and hammers, and we are better suited to have a head-to-head duel in a wide area than to huddle here for an offensive and defensive battle." ”

There is a clear tactical difference between the front-line corps and the staff of the command.

"Pass on my commands. Ciara looked at Knight Hughnie, the adjutant behind her, and then, to Baron Prut and Knight Grofilo, "Remember, we only have half an hour... My request is that the enemy is not left with even an axe. ”

...

An hour and a half later,

Pedi had just had lunch in Kavalburg and was lying on a lounge chair in the back garden with his fiancée, Erin Phier, enjoying flowers and drinking tea.

Adjutant Knight Otwood appeared beside Pedy, and he quickly explained without waiting for Pedy to ask: "It's Baron Danmen-Green, he said that there is something that must be reported now!"

"It's time to rest, knight. Eileen furrow frowned unhappily.

Enjoying the cool breeze on the chaise longue, Pedi put down the tea in his hand and said to his fiancée with a smile: "Honey, you shouldn't be embarrassed by a dutiful knight. ”

"I'm talking for you. ”

"Call Danmen Green in. Pedi shrugged and instructed his lieutenant.

"Do you need me to avoid it?" Irene Phier hadn't moved since the beginning, and although she was talking about avoiding it, she didn't actually have the slightest intention of leaving.

Pedi looked at his fiancée and chose to ignore it...

As the two spoke, Danmen Green approached. His face was covered with sweat, and the gray aristocratic robe on his body was also wet, and his jaw was still dripping with sweat when he walked to the coffee table and stood there.

"What's going on?" Pedi looked at Danmen Green's appearance, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Sir Grek was stabbed to death in Fort Herien. Danmen Green reported in a very small voice, "The nobles of the Herion Command have claimed that Sir Glick ordered his guards to sack many villages in the Sistt Territory, and was finally stabbed to death by hundreds of village names!" He lowered his eyelids and looked at Pedy's still calm face after hearing the news, and the violent heartbeat that had just calmed down began to accelerate suddenly, and under Pedi's gaze he continued: "The news from two hours ago... The nobles of Fort Herien are advancing with their armies to the north, and they claim to get justice for the people of the Sister Realm!"

The teacup in Peidi's hand was 'rattling' by him, and he said indifferently: "Kill my messenger, and ask us for justice." He looked at Danmen Green, "What the hell is going on?"

"Forget it, I don't want to hear your explanation," Pedi stood up.

"Where are you going?" said Erinphier, who stood up.

Pedi spread his hands, "Do you think I'm still in the mood to stay here?"

Erin Phiel put down the teacup and said softly, "In two hours, Chief Herman will meet with the nobles of Crewe in the front hall, you haven't seen them for a long time, and you won't see them today?"

"You..."Pei Di's eyes flashed when he was about to refuse, and he looked at his fiancée for two seconds and whispered, "Good idea!"