The horses neighed. () The sound of horses' hooves was like a thunderstorm, a large black cloud of black cane, wrapped in a cold wind galloping across the vast wasteland, and eight thousand cavalry guards from the northern fortress, led by the fat man, went west along the city of Laimiao, to the Govind hills on the western border,

This is the border between the Jones family and the Western Union, and several abrupt and undulating hills and slopes are set up with a few humble military camps, like a large concave iron tong, guarding the northwest exit of the entire wasteland, and a squadron of Jones soldiers is stationed here

Looking at the Samorian cavalry all over the hills, these poor soldiers were frightened, if it had not been for the fact that Samar's forward scouts had informed them in advance, these poorly equipped local peasants would have been able to bomb the camp on the spot.

A pale Jones officer stood at the door with a respectful expression, a small group of cavalry ran out of the large group of cavalry, and a Samor officer stopped his horse in front of him "Your honorable lord!" Jones officer hurriedly bent down and saluted, although he had already greeted him in advance, such a big scene still made this Jones officer feel cold, he didn't expect that there would be so many cavalry in the Samor's army, in the past, he only knew the Kugit Iron Cavalry, and now he finally saw Vecchia's own cavalry

"This is the order of your Lord Jones!" The fat man stopped his horse in front of him, took out the order letter signed by the Duke of Jones himself from his bosom, and shook it in front of the Jones officer,

He looked at the simple camps around him with sharp eyes, and said to Hukochi beside him, "From now on, all the cavalry units will sneak into the nearby forest and set up camp, and you will personally arrange the scout squadron to clear the surrounding eyeliner and quickly find out the movement of the Luce Wasteland opposite!"

The fat man's voice paused, his blazing eyes swept over the undulating hills in front of him, and suddenly pointed to a hill in the distance, "There is a steep and thick front, flat and narrow back, enough to lurk thousands of people, it is the best ambush location, you arrange a squadron of cavalry there, if necessary, you can directly attack the opponent's Chinese army from the middle! This time the enemy is coming, and we don't have time to spend it with them! To be like a sharp war knife that is smaller than the head, and it will be crushed with one blow, I want to stabilize the entire Jones territory in the shortest possible time!"

"Yes, Grand Duke! His subordinates understand what to do" Hu Keqi was deeply impressed by the location of the fat man's ambush, and hurriedly nodded respectfully, and secretly said in his heart, "The Grand Duke's tactics are still so fierce and weird! I really don't know how long it will take me to reach such a level!"

The fat man turned around again and said to the timid Jones officer, "Duke Jones said that you are a native nobleman here, and you have traveled back and forth between Hutalenku many times before, and I am still short of a guide this time, if you are willing to agree, I can ask Duke Jones to transfer you to the guard officer of the main castle!"

When the Jones officer heard that he could be promoted to the rank of guard officer of the main fort as long as he led the way, he left the remote village and said with a smile on his face, "What your lord said is true? I have been to Hutalenku dozens of times, and I can touch that road even with my eyes closed."

"Okay! That's it!" the fat man heard the officer agree, and took a command knife from the guard behind him and threw it to the overjoyed officer, with three delicate leafy flowers engraved on the hilt, which were the sabers awarded by the Jones family to the senior generals

"From now on, you are the guard officer of the main fort Jones" The fat man turned his horse's head with a determined expression, waved his hand to the guards, and shouted, "Let's go, let's go to the mountain pass ahead!"

The Jones Family Main Fort

The wind blew the sharp handles of the walls, and the bright firelight illuminated the city walls, and the main fort of Jones had not been so lively for a long time, but unfortunately, this time it was not only the houses that ignited the fire, but also the blood,

Countless Samour soldiers have taken control of the main roads in the city, and several well-organized military camps are distributed at the city gates.

The main fort was still noisy in the middle of the night, and the civilians closed the door, and watched through the windows and cracks in the doors, as the big men of yesteryear were dragged away like dead chickens by the black-clad Samour soldiers, Lord Rowing, Lord Fitlech, Lord Hutalentek

Although the civilians did not know what was happening, they also felt a danger from these murderous soldiers

a day ago. The 17th Infantry Regiment stationed in Jones's territory dispatched 5,000 elite infantry to escort Duke Jones back to the main fort, and cooperated with Duke Jones to carry out a purge of the independent forces of the entire main fort.

For Samor's sudden dispatch this time, these nobles who were still waiting for news were frightened,,

The Samore army is not a ragtag peasant army in the territory, this is a tiger and wolf army that defeated the Kujits and wiped out the Kyoto royal family, a huge army of 6,000 people, enough to make Jones, a remote territory in the west, turn into a bloody storm in an instant, everyone can see that old Jones came with anger and war knives this time,

More than 300 nobles and merchants associated with the Hutak family were all detained, after all, Duke Jones was a man who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood, and when he really made up his mind, he would never be soft on it, blood and hatred were directly proportional, the previous assassination broke his heart, sixteen nobles who tried to resist were destroyed overnight, and more than 200 headless corpses were thrown from the city wall and fell into the rolling moat

Once the machine of war is launched, blood is the best lubricant. The dark clouds of civil war loom over Jones territory

No matter how poor the aristocracy was, the nobles knew that with the 3,000 peasant soldiers under the control of Salunku, there was no chance of victory, and the only way was to ask for help from the neighboring western Hutak family.

The leader of the independence faction, Salunku, really lived up to expectations, although he was surrounded by the Samoor army, but under the cover of a diehard guard, he fled from the main fortress of Jones in a hurry, of course, this was arranged by the fat man a long time ago, otherwise under the strong crossbow of the Samar army, Salenku would not even have a chance to storm the city gate,

The news of the ongoing purge of Jones's territory quickly reached the head of the Hutak family, which undoubtedly put the Hutak family in danger and excitement.

Everyone knows that the Jones family is friendly with Samor, and if you want to attack the Jones family, you must have a high-sounding justification, otherwise you will definitely be attacked by a bloody counterattack from Samor, and now, this opportunity has come

The tough action taken by the Jones family against the Hutak family is undoubtedly the best reason to launch a retaliatory war, according to the information from the hidden assassins, the Hutak family gathered 8,000 troops in the territory that night, starting from Hutarenku, and rushed to the Duke of Jones overnight.