The sun rises over the horizon, and the golden morning light slowly illuminates the rolling fields of the mountains outside the city.

"Behold, there are so many horsemen"

On the city wall of Apsa, which is known as the gate of the capital, the faces of the soldiers of Apsa are like ashes, and a gasp comes out of their mouths, and the Marquis of Oliver, who is in charge of the defense of Apsa, walks solemnly on the city wall,

Under his sight, the black army below was overwhelming, and the power was amazing, it was four whole columns of black cavalry clusters, black armor, tall war horses, and the battle flag pole that stood up was like a whole forest, the golden falcon battle flag above fluttered in the wind, and the cold light of the weapon was dense like a glowing light, "My lord, the outside of the city is full of enemies!" The adjutant in charge of the night trotted over to report to him, his face turned white, the adjutant was not very old, his flaxen hair, he looked frightened by the sudden situation in front of him" What a moment to find out!"

Marquis Oliver swept over the adjutant's face, and snorted heavily, as a war-hardened general, he couldn't understand why the other party suddenly appeared here like a divine soldier descending from the sky, could it be that they were all flying?"

The young adjutant showed a hint of timidity on his face, "The other party also discovered us, but did not take the attack, maybe it was not ready to attack, or it may be because it was a cavalry unit, not good at attacking the city, but for safety, I ordered the withdrawal of all the outer guard towers"

"I hope your idea is correct, otherwise, you and I will be dead now!" Marquis Oliver held the city wall with his hand, leaned out half of his body, looked at it, and was also startled,

Retracting his body, Oliver suddenly asked the adjutant sharply, "Has the situation here been reported to the capital?" "Not yet!" the adjutant hesitated for a moment and replied

"Lockdown the whole city from now on. Close all the gates!, for reasons of war, no one is allowed to leave the city without my orders," Marquis Oliver's face was cloudy, and he gave the order decisively

"Yes, my subordinates understand!" the adjutant replied with a stern face, but still asked boldly, "But, what will we do if we don't report to the capital?" There are only 10,000 troops in the city, and half of them are newly recruited recruits, IMHO. It's okay to put such a force on the city wall, it is simply impossible to confront the enemy outside"

"Confrontation, I don't have that kind of extravagant hope," a wry smile appeared on the corner of Marquis Oliver's mouth, "This is not a border, but the periphery of the capital of Wosende, the core of layers of defense, haven't you ever thought about why the other party is here?"

Marquis Oliver's voice stopped, raised his head, collected his thoughts, took a deep breath and said, "There is the remote Coldtail County ahead. There is a pass in the Castle of Chromdor, which blocks thousands of troops, even if the other party is the No. 1 army in the northwest, which is known as the undefeated record, and the hooves of tens of thousands of cavalry are enough to make the earth tremble, how can there be no news at all. It went straight through the two throats. "Yes, my subordinates also think this is too strange" The adjutant was stunned by this question, and looked confused, "What's so strange!" Marquis Oliver smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, "I have enough reason to think that Coldtail County and Chromdor Castle have been thrown to the northwest coast" "No...... No way. How is this possible!" The young lieutenant was taken aback by Oliver's words, but he also felt that this possibility was real. The adjutant's mind couldn't accept it for a while, "Nothing is impossible!" I just have some admiration, the northwest coast grasps the timing accurately!" The Marquis of Oliver sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Although the cold tail county is beautiful, it is also a matter of the last two months, that Coriel of Kromdor has always been rich and lightly prepared for military force, and these two regions have one thing in common, that is, they are too dependent on merchants, and the northwest coast is known to be a country founded on merchants,

Now the principality is in turmoil, the new duke is not coming in the right way, and a group of people who don't know the origin brought by him have suppressed the opposition by thunderous means in the capital, but for those county guards who hold real power in the local area, their ability is mediocre, and it seems that they are unwilling to expose themselves too much to other countries, and without the power to protect, these two areas are like small boats that suddenly fall into turbulence, if they can't get through the turbulence safely, they will only be capsized" "But I didn't expect that they would ......" Marquis Oliver shook his head with a solemn face, what a good thing, why has there been such a huge change in just one month, between the capital and the locality, each has its own thoughts, and there is only one line away from getting out of control, "My lord, we don't have the heart to worry about others now, what we have to think about is what we should do now!"

The young adjutant looked at Oliver's expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, the biggest weakness of his adult is that he is too hesitant, if he was willing to seize the opportunity and send troops to the capital of Wosende, the situation would not have changed like this.

Marquis Oliver turned around and walked down the city wall, and said as he walked, "The gate of the city has been opened, and there is no danger in the basin, although the city is known as 100,000 mercenaries, but that was the era of the former duke, and now, the new duke has just succeeded to the throne, and he has suppressed the local area, and now there are complaints, although the strength of the local county guard is weak, but he controls half of the army of the principality, and there is no local support, and now the people who really accept the orders of the capital, in addition to the 30,000 standing troops in the capital, are only 10,000 in Apsa." "That's also 40,000 people, with 40,000 troops against the cavalry below who are not good at attacking the city, you should be able to stand alone for a while!" The young adjutant followed, with a hint of luck in his tone,

Marquis Oliver suddenly stopped, glanced at the inexperienced adjutant, and said, "Kenneth, how long have you been with me?"

"One year, Lord Marquis!" the young adjutant looked dazed, wondering why Marquis Oliver would ask like this

"It's no wonder, you haven't seen the cruelty of war yet!

"In this world, nothing is possible, nothing is impossible, it only depends on whether the situation changes in their favor, I know those who are with the new duke, if we report the current situation to the capital, the only reply we get, I can guarantee it. The new duke's order is definitely not to send reinforcements from the capital side, but to ask us to defend to the last man in Apsa, after all, we are not the henchmen of the new duke after all, according to the ruthless character of the new duke, we can just use us to kill the spirit of the army on the northwest coast in a battle, buy time for ourselves to hold the capital, even if we see all of us die, we will definitely not be dispatched!" "Then what should we do? Among our people are people planted by the capital, even if we completely blockade it, it will take a morning at most. The news will also reach the capital soon!" the adjutant looked worried.

"Now we only have to gamble!" Marquis Oliver said dreamily as he closed his eyes, "Bet that the capital will abandon us, resist enemies several times their size for half a day, and finally be betrayed by their own lord, with such a reason, even if we choose to surrender in the end, we will not be gossiped about behind our backs!"

While Oliver was hesitating about his decision, on the road to the southwest of the Gallic Empire, the Marquis of Stanley Binsay, the Governor of the Northwest just appointed by the Emperor of Gaul, rode on a black and sturdy warhorse,

Standing tall and tall, his brown hair blown by the mountain wind, he stood like a lion on the hillside, and on the winding mountain road as far as his eye could see, the endless army was advancing south,

The flags fluttering in the wind along the way are like rolling clouds, and below are spears like dense forests, the momentum is like the majesty of the rainbow army, and the black pressure is like dark clouds sweeping the earth.

Behind the Marquis of Stanley Binsay, there were more than a dozen generals of the Gallic Empire, who looked at the high-spirited army in front of them, and felt a strong force in their hands, and dispatched an army of 180,000 at one time, after the defeat of Seattle in the empire. It's rarely seen anymore, not to mention that 10,000 Janissaries were dispatched this time, which is a testament to the grace of His Majesty the Emperor.

Although most people don't understand. In the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, why did he think that the Northwest was more threatening than the Slavs in the North, and he repeatedly made shots, but he was disgraced. But I also have to admire the emperor's courage in sending troops to the northwest this time.

The Praetorian Guard had 10,000 heavy cavalry, and counting the servant army, it reached an objective 50,000. The Third Army, one of the main forces of the Empire, has a total strength of more than 110,000 troops, a full 180,000 troops, which is already one-third of the current internal military strength of the Empire, and the large army that will attack the northwest will first enter the southwest connected with the hinterland of the Gaul Empire, and then turn to the northwest, because the number of troops is too large, and it is too far to reach the southwest from Kyoto, and the logistics of the army will mainly rely on the southwest.

At the military meeting, Murphy Obon, the head of the southwest region, strongly objected: "The southwest has just experienced the abuse of the Gangfei army, the people's livelihood is withering, and there is a shortage of materials. To feed an army of 180,000, the daily food needs are enough to collapse the entire southwest."

Unfortunately, Murphy Boone's words were strongly refuted by Marquis Stanley Spencer, who had just taken office as Governor General of the Northwest: "As long as the supply is one month, our army can recover the entire northwest, and by then, 180,000 troops will be enough to be self-sufficient!"

"One month to recover the whole of the northwest!" Murphy Boone stood up, looked at the triumphant Stanley Spencer, and sneered, "Your Excellency still hasn't changed his habit of telling jokes on the eastern battlefield, I can only say that if Your Excellency has to set the logistics of the 180,000 army in the southwest region, half a month is already the limit, and I can't say anything about the future."

"You ......" Stanley Spencer was speechless for a while, although he was the Northwest Governor appointed by His Majesty the Emperor, but the Northwest was still far away from him, and Murphy Boone was the person in charge of the Southwest Region who was actually based on the Southwest, and his popularity and prestige were all in full swing, although he did not have the name of the Commander-in-Chief, in fact, he was already in the Southwest to cover the sky, not that His Majesty the Emperor did not consider transferring him back from the Southwest, but considering that the Southwest was still needed to support the Battle of the Northwest, he finally dismissed the plan to transfer Murphyo Boone

"Lord Murphio Boone, the riches of the Southwest are well known, if you go all out. Even if it lasts for a month, there is no problem!" A Gallic Empire general said indignantly, "Or as the outside world legend goes, the southwest has its own army and wants to follow the example of the northwest!" "The southwest is going all out to go all out, so if you don't have any shame, you can even say it, the southwest has just been warped, nearly half of the land is barren, and there are more than 100,000 displaced people, I'm still thinking about how to get food, what to use to go all out, Lord Anshi is really as self-righteous as ever" Murphy Boone unceremoniously looked directly at the Gallic general opposite, he was a nail that no one wanted to provoke when he was in the eastern battlefield. Now who dares to involve his own interests in the southwest, just like an old hen guarding a calf, Murphyo Boone did not hesitate to squirt "Okay, half a month, half a month!" Stanley Spencer could only choose to compromise, this time the troops were all elite divisions, and he did not expect to rely on the southwest to provide logistics, but the southwest is located on the road that the army must pass, and it has strong soldiers and unique ground advantages, and it is the best forward position and supply base to attack the northwest, in this case. Even if you can't get more support from Murfeoh Boone, at least you can get some help,

This time, His Majesty the Emperor took a two-pronged approach, first sending nails into the northwest, and then his own army cooperated with the pressure, Stanley Spencer believed that the 180,000 troops who attacked this time would soon gain a firm foothold in the northwest,

Under the influence of the person sent by His Majesty the Emperor in advance, those scattered forces in the northwest. Soon it will fall apart,

Half a month is enough time to open up the situation, and when the time comes, the army will advance rapidly. Quickly unify the entire Northwest, which is said to be now rich in oil, especially the Northwest Coast, which is secretly called the Gold Coast by the soldiers. Stanley Say, of course, doesn't really take any of this seriously.

In the northwest, the barren ones of the past dynasties did not even have a little oil and water. The Julils family has controlled the northwest for half a century, and it is between first-class and second-rate, which is enough to see how potential the northwest is.

However, the generals used this idea to boost the morale of the army, which is also a good way, those ordinary soldiers don't know this, they only see that the shops in the streets and alleys are full of goods from the northwest, and the caravans running back and forth will also like to talk about the northwest, in fact, most of the caravans have never been to the northwest at all, they just bear the name of the northwest, so that they can sell their goods at a good price.

The weather in May had begun to be hot, and the 180,000 Imperial troops marched south in two directions, and before they reached the southwest, Stanley Spencer heard that Murphy Oboone's power in the southwest could be described as appalling.

Really entering the territory of the southwest, this feeling is even stronger, the southwest area is indeed a scene that has just been hit hard, the barren fields are waist-high weeds, the passing villages still have traces of being burned, the charred thatched houses, the villagers next to them are wearing tattered linen clothes, watching the army slowly march forward with a pair of frightened eyes,

As the head of the Southwest Region, Murphy Oone is not the same as the person in charge of other regions, because of the particularity of the Southwest Region, Murphy Oone has more than 100,000 Southwest Army troops with high morale here, an independent logistics system and financial revenue and expenditure system, independent appointment and dismissal of officials in the jurisdiction, and the military, government and finance, although Murphy Oone himself firmly denies it, claiming that he is the most loyal general to the empire,

But every aspect of the Southwest shows that Murphy Boone's power in the Southwest is too great. The 180,000 troops who had conquered the northwest entered the southwest, ready to rest for a few days before heading to the northwest.

Stanley Spencer's first target is the Great Sea City, which is known as the Northwest Miracle, which has become the core of the entire Northwest and the most important support point for the source of turmoil in the Northwest, whether it is military status or economic status, it is undoubtedly the most important, and what Stanley Spencer values the most is that the Great Sea City is the place where the Northwest barbarians must be saved, as long as he marches towards the Great Sea City with all his strength, it is enough to contain the movements of the 200,000 troops on all the northwest coasts," A quick victory, a complete battle and a battle, will be in this city of miracles"

Stanley Spencer dared to say that he would occupy the northwest within a month, in fact, he had the intention of such a decisive battle, as long as the northwest coast was defeated, and then he and Rosender jointly attacked Denia, the entire northwest would have no opponent who could fight

In the scorching heat of the afternoon, Stanley Spencer was reviewing a report from the Northwest, and the cicadas could be heard outside the window, and the report in his hand made Stanley Spencer's hand tremble slightly,

After reading the full text, Stanley Spencer was a little impatiently excited, and the northwest coast suddenly sent troops to the city, and 30,000 cavalry appeared silently outside the capital of the city, and the northwest shook, "The main force of the northwest coast is now gathered under the capital city of the city, and the northwest coast is empty. The secret son arranged by His Majesty the Emperor, but at this time he showed rare calmness, and was able to write such a letter under the pressure of heavy troops, which even Stanley Spencer felt a trace of admiration, and he quickly gathered all the generals and gave the order for the army to advance to the first target of the sea city in four directions

On the south-west and north-west borders, a large army also arrived, and the cavalry in red cloaks marched slowly along both sides of the Sona River, and beside them were large legions of infantry, rows of black armor covering the steppe as far as the eye could see, and wagons carrying heavy equipment and supplies meandered in tow.

Riding a war horse on the edge of the Sona River, the fat man looked up at the sky, his face was solemn,

He received the news from the southwest region, the Kyoto crusade army finally began to move, and his own troops pressed the capital of the city, and sure enough, he introduced this big fish that was hiding in the southwest area and waiting for the opportunity to move, and the other party used the capital of the city as a bait, and he was not the 30,000 cavalry as a bait.

Salon Zema came to his side, "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

"Flags. The fat man said coldly

"Flag?" Salong was stunned for a moment, following the fat man's gaze. The 170,000 coastal troops are advancing in a well-organized battle ranks. Light cavalry, hoplites, light infantry, nearly 170,000 troops advanced along the river, and the military flags were like a sea.

"Stop" The fat man raised his hand, the army stopped, the light of the armor covered the river rocks as far as the eye could see, and the horse's hooves sounded a noise. And just above the marching army, the black falcon flag was being unfurled, and in the dazzling sunlight, the flying flag was so conspicuous. (To be continued......)