Time flies, and soon it's November 14th.

In the past two full days, the two orcs outside the Corwee Glade had not been as reckless as they had been on the first day.

In the past two days, the two leaders of the orc banner have launched a large number of scouts to conduct indiscriminate reconnaissance of the imperial defense area, trying to find weaknesses in the imperial defense area, and on the other hand, they have mobilized troops to cut down wood in the surrounding area to make heavy siege vehicles.

At the same time, the two flag commanders were also waiting for a reply from the Twak City Theater Command about their request for help.

On the evening of the 14th, just after the regular meeting of the top leaders of the two flag regiments, the latest order from the high command was delivered to the hands of the two flag commanders through the blood eagle.

"It seems that your method has worked, and the Pelice Overseers have agreed to send the Twelfth and Sixteenth Banners to reinforce us, and a legion from the Kingdom of Gondwak will arrive as scheduled. Captain Smith looked at Billridge, "Lord Kabe will be the commander of this battle. ”

"Twak City still has the 17th Banner Regiment, as well as the 2nd Army of the Kingdom of Gondwak. "It seems that the Overseers are not planning to abandon Twak City, I think this is very dangerous! We have not been able to capture Twak City by more than 100,000 people, do we expect a C-class army and a human army? ”

"We can just try to do our own thing. Shi Bo glanced at the ordinary officers who were slowly exiting the conference room, "The armistice agreement between Shikan and the Human Empire has not yet been signed, and he does not dare to use his main force against us." ”

"But it's a matter of time, we..."

"We should step up our preparations now, the young commander on the Corvey Woodland Front is not easy to deal with. Lundin, chief of staff of the Seventh Banner Regiment, took the military order from Perreth in his hand and said, "According to the latest information, Pedy Reagan has transferred his Eleventh Army to the eastern flank of the Dakoway Glade, and now, we are facing more than 40,000 elite human troops, and we have about 100,000 troops in their rear to replenish their losses at will. ”

"So, we can't fight a war of attrition with humanity. The chief of staff of the Twentieth Banner Regiment immediately took over the topic: "However, the human race on the other side will definitely try to bring the war into a brutal war of attrition..."

"What do you want to say?" the head of the Billridge Banner interrupted the chatter of the two chiefs of staff.

As soon as the chief of staff finished speaking, he looked at the young Billridge and said, "This battle must be sacrificed!"

...

The same routine meeting at the command post of the Covey Forest Defense Area has just been completed.

Pedi is undoubtedly qualified as a battlefield commander.

But it's only qualified.

Fortunately, Pedi is well aware of his shortcomings, and in order to make up for them, he will listen to his subordinates at any time.

In the two days that the orcs stopped attacking, Pedi listened to Don Wright's analysis of the battles of the town of Cranlingbest and Lake Garmitch in Kruling, and sent the newly formed scout team of MI to patrol the surrounding area day and night to prevent the orcs from using large-scale destructive magic.

At the same time, Pedi also adopted two of Sir Bauwenwright's recommendations:

First of all, in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Northern Xinjiang Theater, the petty nobles and peasants of the villages in the rear were conscripted for military training.

Secondly, a huge amount of labor was invested in repairing the defense area, and forts were built in various key locations.

...

In Twak City,

Viscount Albowen was stunned in the battle room of the castle at a warrant he had just received.

It was a warrant from Pedi in the name of the Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Frontier, who asked Viscount Yarbowen to recruit at least one legion of light cavalry in the name of Fort Flowerstone to arrive at the flank of the Cove Woodland by the end of the month.

The Barrett family, having lost most of their territory, is at a crossroads, and the young Viscount Yarbowen knows that every tiny thing he has now can mean the difference between life and death for the entire family.

"What are you worried about, my lord. "Earl Clidin Aven, as the court prime minister of the Barrett family, has served the Barrett family for more than twenty years.

Viscount Yarbowen raised his head and grabbed his head, sighed to himself, and said, "I wonder if the Twak Territory is really to the point where it needs to fight to the death. ”

Earl Clidin Irvin was silent for more than ten seconds before saying, "I am only worried about how our hundreds of thousands of citizens will survive the cold winter in the open grassland. The old earl seemed to be ten years old during this time, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Even if Fort Thurbuk is captured by us, the orcs have no intention of giving up Twak City... In that case, let's have a real decisive battle to make the orcs completely dead, and our subjects are ready to fight to the death. ”

In Twak Territory, there is actually a really strong army, both... Twak hussars.

The men of the highland steppes have lived on horseback since childhood, and their riding skills and mounted archery are almost invincible to the entire Ayland continent, which means that as long as Viscount Yarbowen wants, he can assemble a large number of cavalry at any time, and it is a cavalry equipped with war horses, short bows and scimitars!

But this is a last resort, and if it fails, then the entire system of Twak Dominion will collapse.

"How much more can we support in Bolenburg?" Viscount Yarbowin decided, "I need to know the exact time. ”

"Two legions of cavalry fighting for a month are quite sufficient. Earl Clidin-Avan immediately gave the exact time, and it was evident that he had been prepared.

"Let's give it a go. Viscount Yarbowen looked at the deployment of troops on the map of the Twak Domain, he realized that this war related to the fate of the Twak Territory had reached the final decisive moment, and he said: "You go and draw up the warrant now, and today I need to send my mobilization order to all places." ”

"Okay. Count Clitin-Avan smiled and headed for the door.

Outside the conference room, in the hallway.

The cold wind poured in made the old earl's body tremble slightly, and the gradually cold weather made his old body a little unbearable, but now he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

"Count. A shout came from the end of the hallway.

Clidin-Aven followed the prestige, and his increasingly blurred vision saw a familiar vague figure, it was Sir Felicier, the Commissioner of Revenue, the red man beside Viscount Yarbowen.

But the old earl didn't like this man, so he only nodded and didn't intend to entangle the other party too much.

Ser Felicier took two steps towards the firelight after the old earl nodded, and two heavily armed sergeants appeared behind him.

"Yes!" Clitin Evan looked at him with certainty, and the whole person froze in place, and a thin line of cold sweat instantly oozed from his forehead, because he suddenly found that the guards who should have appeared at the door of the conference room were now gone, and the wolf-like eyes of the two sergeants beside Sir Felisil made the old earl realize something.

Sir Felicier smiled strangely.

"Quick—" The old Earl turned around at the moment when the smile on Sir Felisil's face appeared, and his Adam's apple was about to shout, but a crossbow arrow with a cold light was faster than he shouted, and it pierced the old Earl's throat!

But the old earl did not give up, and he mustered all his strength to rush to the door of the conference room, but he still did not succeed, and a sergeant flashed and did not catch the old earl, and held him down to death.

"Click"

"Click"

The sound of bones breaking echoed through the empty hallway.

"Woohoo"

The old earl continued to struggle.

Felicier stepped forward and looked at the old body that was already trembling when he walked, there was not the slightest murderous aura in his eyes, there was only helplessness.

"Poof"

"Poof"

Felisil quickly pulled out the dagger from his cuff and stuck it in the heart of the old earl.

Blood splattered on Felicil's body, but it was quickly drained by the pre-prepared circle above.

"You!" the old count was not dead, his eyes were now almost blood-red as he stared at Felisir, and he clutched Felicil's sleeve with his right hand.

"Poof"

"Poof"

Felicir's dagger continued to stab him several times.

After more than ten seconds, the old earl's hands hung down weakly, and his last persistence was that he could not overcome reality after all. ()

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