With an intoxicating red wine in his hand, Duke Simon, who was indulging in the sense of accomplishment of sending a competitor to the battlefield beautifully, listened to the anxious whispers of the attendant in his ears, and was suddenly a little stunned, Tielan's Kyoto army did not go to support Baishan, Baishan was lost, and the gate of Antura was opened!

There is something more shocking than that

Tielan's Kyoto army took the warrant issued by himself and looted the military funds he had spent countless efforts to hoard.

How dare you do this, that's sixty percent of the supplies! Duke Simon's hand crushed the wine glass, the glass shards tightened his hand, his hand was bleeding, his heart was bleeding, and he felt that the evocative red wine in his mouth exuded bitterness,

His eyes flickered like a fierce wolf, Duke Simon, and he was silent for a while before he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the logistics officer who reported still there?"

"It's just outside the council chamber!" said the chamberlain, cautiously with an ugly face,

"You're right, this person can't stay, dispose of it" Duke Simon's eyes shot a cold glow, and said in a murderous voice, "This news must be kept absolutely secret, now the materials are the lives of the army, and they are also the guarantee for us to control the northern army, we must not let those guys who have been trying to get rid of us know that the supplies of Antura have been emptied!

"However, I am afraid that this matter will not be hidden for long...... The attendant officer was a little worried, "I will order them to go to the battlefield immediately, as long as they are on the battlefield, they will not have the energy to make trouble! And the dead don't need to eat!" Duke Simon's tone was bone-chilling, "On the contrary, the logistics officer's question is more tricky, how many people have seen him here tonight?"

"It's all ours outside, and the guards keep him out! no one sees him except the cavalryman who was in charge of delivering the message!" replied the attendant, who thought for a moment

"That's easy, let's deal with it!" Duke Simon pouted with a gloomy face

At the door of the council chamber, Viscount Bolando, the logistics officer, was waiting anxiously,

I saw the duke's attendant come out of it. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "My lord, has the Duke replied? If we can't get supplies in the near future, the logistics will be paralyzed! At that time, the entire army will fall into a chaotic situation that cannot be controlled!"

"The Duke has ordered the mobilization of supplies from Leander, and it should be there in two days!" the attendant replied to him with a calm expression, and said that the Duke was very grateful for his conscientiousness, and after looking at him cautiously, he lowered his voice again and said, "Also, this matter needs to be kept secret, and you also know that the supplies are tight now, and if they leak out, it will cause unnecessary panic." So please don't mention this to anyone, mainly after these two days, the new supplies will arrive, and they will be back to normal!"

"Yes, of course, how can I be a talkative person" Viscount Bolando's face breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the Duke had ordered the mobilization of supplies from Leander

"Lingerguti, send the Viscount back!" the attendant turned to the captain of the guard who had stopped Viscount Borando by the door just now, and said in a strange tone, "Remember." Be sure to be safe, don't make a mistake, this is an admirable person!"

"Yes, sir!" the tall and sturdy captain of the guard replied respectfully

Walk through the dark and cold streets. Footsteps squeezed the snow on the road, and because of the curfew, no one could be seen on the road except for the armored patrols, and the streets on the ground were covered with thick snow. Long sheets of ice condensed on the edges of the old houses, and the cold wind blew through them, rolling up countless white snows

At an intersection. Viscount Bolando stopped and said to the captain of the Duke's personal guard who sent him, "That's it, my home is less than fifty meters ahead!"

"Oh, which one is the adult's home?" the captain of the guard squinted slightly, his gaze swept over the row of villas in front of him, "It's the one with the brightest lights! You also know that supplies have been very tight lately, and even the cheapest candles have risen to the point that they cost ten silver coins each, and today is my thirty-seventh birthday, so the family will be so extravagant" Bolando's face sighed

"Is it the one that owns the stable?"

Captain Ringeguti looked at the brightest house in front of him, it was a two-story villa of some age, the main building was located on the south side of the bend, the long, low buildings stretched out to the river, as if to embrace something, the bottom floor of the villa was made of gray stone,

The upper floor is made of lime stucco wood, and the ceiling is paved with stone slabs. You could see a small stable, and there was a small pavilion covered with vines, and the faint and flickering orange light of the room shone through the old iron railing, but the second half of the villa was still immersed in darkness.

"Yes, when the family was prosperous, there were a few old horses that could not be used, it was really a pleasant time,Viscount Bolando's eyes flickered, full of memories, and the corners of his mouth shook his head with a slightly wry smile, "But now...... It's all sold!No one has enough to eat, and there are still horses there!"Not necessarily, Duke Simon is a man who appreciates talents! Maybe you'll be reused for it!""Reuse? That's ...... How to say it!" Viscount Bolando's body trembled slightly, not knowing whether he was excited or nervous, he took a deep breath, looked at the light in the distance, and slowly walked towards the "home" in front of him,

Poof! With a piercing pain, Viscount Bolando's body stopped, lowered his head, and looked at a sword blade that leaked out of his chest with a heavy gaze, red blood dripping from the front end of the snow bright blade, and one end of the hilt was in the hand of the tall guard Lingerguti behind him

"You're finally going to do it, I thought you'd wait until I got to the gate!" Viscount Brando's eyes flickered, and he looked at Lingerguti with a lot of bloodshot eyes, and his tone was calm

"You know I'm going to kill you?"

Under Braundo's gaze, the corners of Lingerguti's cold mouth twitched unnaturally,

The other party's strange and blood-red eyes made him feel a trace of trembling fear,

"I'm a logistics officer, and I know better than anyone else whether Leander has supplies or not! This kind of deception can't even fool a ghost...... Viscount Borando's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched and let out an ugly laugh, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Lingerguti's collar, and coughed violently,

Red blood mixed with broken internal organs spat out of his mouth. Sprayed onto Lingeguti's clothes, like a terrible ghost asking for his life, "You bastards, I'll be waiting for you below!"

"Pop" Viscount Bolando's body was kicked several meters away, Lingerguti fiercely drew his sword, this time, he did not hesitate to raise it high, and slashed at the neck of Bolando, who was covered in blood, with all his strength, under the cold light of the blade, dark red pillars of blood erupted from the headless chest, and a human head rolled down the snow and dust on the side of the road. Lingerguti smiled hysterically, and his iron riding boots stomped on the man's head, and he slammed on it, until the whole head was stepped into the dirt, and the whole head was sloppy.

"I'll reunite your family!" Lingeguti spat into the flesh and blood on the ground, which was no longer visible, lifted the bloody sword, and slowly walked towards the villa area in front, the light shining dimly on him, dragging out a long dark night. When the cold wind howled and the fire soared into the sky,

The entire villa area was ignited by an unexpected raging fire, and a tragic red light lit up half of the Antura sky. More than 170 people were burned to death, including the family of Viscount Bolando, a logistics officer. Because of the unexpected death of the logistics officer, Duke Simon was given a reason to temporarily close the material warehouse.

At the same time, he forced the tenth of the Northern Army. The 11th and 12th Infantry Regiments marched towards White Mountain

White Mountain, heavy snow covers the four fields. The hazy white sun rose from a mountain formed by a huge steep uplift, like a giant standing there, and the sky was gloomy and bleak. A flock of crows flew over the blackened remnants of the town after the fire ravaged and landed on the charred walls.

Next to the burned and ruined town, in the morning light that had not yet fully risen, the bald head of the 10th Infantry Regiment of Gaul Pater, mounted on his war horse, his eyes swept over the large thick snow in front of him, and watched the long columns of soldiers in the cold wind drag from east to west, thin and scattered,

And on the opposite side of him,

Countless battle flags loomed in the morning mist, and the square shields of the Falcon Empire's infantry, like a whole row of round buckle links, spread out along the edge of the earth, "My lord, are you sure that we are the attackers?" The adjutant next to him, Luyar, swallowed a mouthful of saliva bitterly at the corner of his mouth, held the reins tightly with his hand, and asked in a difficult tone

Countless spears stood at the forefront of the military formation, and a general of the Salon Legion knelt down on one knee in front of the warhorse of Salon, who was quietly inspecting the opponent, "My lord, give the order, with just one charge, we can defeat them!"

Salong held a monocular lookout in his hand, his eyes were as cold as snow, and there was a terrifying chill all over his body

Thousands of Imperial cavalry of the Falcon Empire's Salon Legion lined up, their red tasseled hats swaying in the wind, their black cloaks fluttering in the wind like clouds; on the opposite slope of the "hiss" cavalry, the horses in black armor were kicking the ground restlessly, screaming in a low rage, and on the flanks of the cavalry troops were the black lines of the whole team, which were scattered in the snowy wilderness into a slightly untidy quadrangle, and the neatly arranged armor and bayonet spears were reflected in the faint morning light,

"It's these miscellaneous cards again, what the hell does Simon want to do?

Salone looked a little disappointed and put down the lookout in his hand, since the beginning of the battle of the north, only with 30,000 soldiers under the interception of 100,000 troops in Gaul, stubbornly broke north for nearly a thousand miles, strategically cut off the possibility of the Gauls to obtain support from the side, and forcibly pulled the military strength of the Gauls into two battlefields, Kyoto and the north.

Crossing the Starlight Canyon, daring to attack the White Mountain, the Salon Army that has been wandering around the periphery of Antura for half a month, is the offensive posture of the sword and throat, and the tiger and wolf army, which has been suppressed for half a month, is already extremely high morale at this moment,

There was a chilling cold light flashing in front of the battle array, and in the black background, there was an overwhelming silver arc of light, as if even the ground in front of it was about to be cut!

"According to the old way, drag them down first, and then drive them in the direction of Antura" Salone turned his horse's head, seeing that he was not ready to take the initiative to attack, the so-called old way was to use time to drag down the other party, he had already seen clearly, the equipment of the northern troops in Gaul on the opposite side was very poor,

Many soldiers are still wearing thin linen clothes in the cold winter, but they have to put on cold and piercing infantry chain mail outside, and people stand there, not to mention fighting, even if they stay for a long time, they will fall.

"Why, as long as we defeat them, we can reach the city of Antura!" After holding it for more than half a month, one by one it was like a hooligan who saw a beautiful woman, "Under the city of Antura?" Salon's sharp eyes swept the faces of his subordinates, and said in a condensed voice, "Do you really think that if you defeat them, you will be able to take Antura? According to the intelligence, Simon gave all the supplies and elite equipment to his 30,000 Bidan army, and these northern armies have always been the target of exclusion, and this time a 50,000-strong Gallic elite arrived in the direction of Gallic Kyoto, so he crashed into it regardless of the ...... In the field battle, the enemy's advantage is not as good as ours, but if you put the attack in front of the fortified city. With our 30,000 troops, what do you think we have a chance of winning against an Antura with a high wall and twice as many troops? Do you want the bones of 30,000 soldiers to be piled up under the city of Antura?"

"This ......" the generals were dumbfounded

"Bringing Simon's Pydan army into the field, and then inflicting a fatal blow on it, is the best way for us to take Antura!As for these people in front of us, defeating them will not do much good!" Salon raised his horsewhip and pointed to the white wilderness ahead,

He waved his hand to the captain of the cavalry behind him, "Someone, go and deliver a letter to the Gauls."

"Three days later, I, Saron, will have a dignified battle with him, Simon, in the White Mountains! Of course, he Simon can choose to escape, and then these Gallic northern armies will be withdrawn by themselves, and the main generals will be shrunken turtles. Are they still going to be warriors here?"

"Battle?" The generals looked at each other a little dazedly, when, Lord Salon, who was known as a smashing stick, also learned what to have the noble sentiment of battle, and "trampled" the horse's hooves and trampled on the snow. Crisp and loud, a messenger cavalry with a white flag slowly walked towards the Gauls opposite, stopping at a distance of one hundred and fifty meters from the Gallic army. The cavalry inserted the white flag in his hand into the snow on the ground, took off the crossbow behind him and slowly raised it forward,

"Attention, Shield!"

The Gallic northern troops on the opposite side were in a restless commotion, one hundred and fifty meters was the range of the falcon army's crossbows, and the Gallic infantry had already developed a fear of this distance

The range of the Gallic archers is only 80 to 100 meters, if they fight head-on, the infantry need to risk death to move forward fifty meters to be supported, and too many soldiers have died at this distance, in the impression of the Gauls, the crossbow shooters of the Falcon Army have an incredible grasp of the distance of one hundred and fifty meters, and they can know the length of the distance almost without measuring, and the arrows will fall! This made the Gallic troops feel very incredible, and whenever they saw the falcon army on the opposite side raising their crossbows, they wondered if they had entered the death line of one hundred and fifty meters.

But this time, a white line flew high into the air from the infantry crossbow in the hands of the falcon archer, and then fell down in a graceful arc, snap" The arrow was steadily inserted into the snow on the ground, and a letter was tied to the tail of the trembling arrow cluster, and after a moment's hesitation, the soldier closest to the arrow cluster ran cautiously and took the arrow and the letter on it together, "It's a letter!" The soldiers scrambled to stretch their necks to look this way, and the infantry captain roughly pushed the front subordinates away and took the letter away,

The letter was quickly delivered to Pat, the commander of the 10th Banner of the Northern Army of Gaul, and when he opened the letter and his eyes swept over the contents of it, Pat's face became very strange, and the commander of the 11th Infantry Regiment on the flank, Edelin, and the commander of the 12th Infantry Regiment, Ruhl, also leaned over, and their faces looked confused when they saw him

"Pat, what's that?" Ruhl asked, glancing impatiently at the letter

"The commander of the Falcon Army has asked for a battle, and in two days he will meet Simon's Bidan's army!" Pat shrugged his shoulders and handed the letter to Ruhl, "What do you think? This is the first time that the other party is willing to fight us one-on-one and fair!" "Battle?" Ruhl took the letter and read it carefully, and looked at the two colleagues with a slight frown, "Let Simon, that old fox, bring the Bidan's army to Baishan to fight the Falcon Army, how likely do you think this is?" Anyway, I don't think it's possible, how could Simon be willing to leave that turtle shell in Antura!"

"This matter has nothing to do with us, transfer the letter to Simon, this is a matter he needs to consider! Although this sounds very unreliable, it is better than letting us go to our own death! At least we still bought two days of delay!" "Adelin calmly glanced at the Falcon Northward Legion on the opposite side, asked for the letter, didn't even read it, folded it directly and put it into the leather bucket for delivering the military report, handed it to the herald cavalry behind him, and said, "Immediately return to the Antura base camp and hand it over to Lord Simon!" "Yes" The herald cavalry galloped away, "What if Simon, the old fox refuses......" Pat watched as the herald cavalry disappeared into the distant wilderness with a flickering gaze, "The main general is cowardly, then we have a reason to withdraw, do we really let everyone wait here for death?

Adelin raised his head and looked at the snowflakes that began to fall again above his head, the earth was silvery white, boundless, and he couldn't see the direction, he took a deep breath, turned around and ordered, "I don't care what you do, but I won't wait for death like this, the whole army retreated five miles and camped"

"Yes, let the old fox Simon have a headache for himself!" The bald Pat looked into the distance with his eyes shining, and said indignantly, "I really want to see the old fox's expression when he sees that letter, it must be very exciting!" (To be continued......)