338 Battle of Kyoto (4)

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"Send this information to the defenders of Khubaraban at once, and order the Salonian Legion to immediately secure and wait for reinforcements." The fat man ordered to the legion herald behind him with a solemn face, his voice paused, and he said categorically, "Tell Sù Salon, the enemy is strong, if necessary, you can abandon the Hupollaban area and retreat to the Thirteenth Fort!"

"My lord, that Kyoto Crorysart's face is ugly, the fate of the Samour army suddenly took a sharp turn, and Yuecai's relatively optimistic mood was swept away, the northern army of Inerdian, which had just been defeated in Dehrim, had been massively assembled in the north of Vekia, judging from the information sent by the assassin, there were at least 3 knights, nearly the army of the old Wan, which was the main force of Miao Erdian stationed in the north all the year round, and this time the use of so many troops meant that there was a great shame.

"Things in Kyoto must be accelerated." The fat man sighed, his eyebrows tightly twisted into a Sichuan character. Lost in thought, the decisive battle in Kyoto was imminent, and he didn't expect that Fungus would come in sideways, which made the originally relatively clear situation fall into a blur again. Does the stormy Vekia have to go through a bloody shock before it can really stand up?

Khubaraban Northern Fortress,

The "one-eyed dragon" Salon, with his hand pressed against the battlements, and the little indifferent one-eyed looked at the pale green canyon in the distance. The mountains are full of flowers, colorful, all kinds of flowers dress up the whole earth into a beautiful carpet of large flowers, the April wind blows on the face, bringing warm moisture, the Ellerence River in front is calm and long, the sparkling river surface sparkles in the sun, and the beautiful qiē in front of you is intoxicating,

But Salonn didn't feel the blood of these little warriors, which made Salonn feel lonely. Especially when I heard the good news from the south, the battle of Dyrlens in the south, the battle of Tyre, the counterattack of Jerber in the center, and the exhilarating battle of Dehrim, these battles did not have their own share,

Salong even wondered if the Dead Fat Man had forgotten himself in this remote northern corner and made himself moldy and smelly.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the stairs of the city road, Sharon knew that it was the herald Lesser who had been a village tax collector before joining the Samor army.

He liked nothing more than to wear his high-topped feather hat and his proud pigskin boots to the ground, so that the thickened heels of his shoes made a crisp sound with the ground, which was a privilege for decent people in the countryside, and later Samore abolished the tax collector, a young man who was a bit of a uniform. He became a Samorian soldier, and because he knew a little basic etiquette, he was arranged as a herald

"My lord, Scout Emergency!" Herald Lace's face was a little pale, as a southerner from a warm region, it was a terrifying thing to spend last year's cold winter in this cold country, Lesser's nose was in the cold of last year. The frozen one has lost part of his sense of smell, and he always looks a little white, and his friends always like to tease him and call him "White-skinned Lesser"

"What's the matter? Let's just say it, aren't the Stien bunnies on the other side of the river being dishonest again!" said Salon, turning back and waving his hand at the herald who was about to deliver,

Ever since the cold winter had passed, and the earth had come to spring, Ssalon could always feel a pair of eyes on her across the Ellense River as if she were staring at it. Of course, for this situation, the stubborn Salonn is unwilling to admit defeat. Even if you only have one eye, you have to look at you. Occasional frictions on the border also occurred, either the Samor army touched the border, or the scouts of the Stien family were always wandering around, and the Samor army always won in small collisions, and in the end, the Samor scouts were able to touch the range of fifty miles behind the river

After a winter of understanding, Salonn knew that opposite him was the second banner regiment of the Stien family, known as the Spear of the North Wind, with about 5,000 people, mainly infantry, most of them were veterans who had fought against the Kugit people all year round, and their combat effectiveness and combat skills could also be ranked among the top three in the Stian family

"No, my lord!" Herald Lesser's face flashed with hesitation, especially when Salon's one-eyed eye, which always made people feel cold in his heart, stared, and his voice trembled slightly, "The third team of scouts reported that some strange traces were found twenty-five miles north of the river, and there were about a hundred people, including cavalry, and some unrecognizable things, judging from the direction of the hoof prints, it should have gone upstream!"

"Strange traces!" said Salon, with a stern expression. His eyes involuntarily looked upstream along the river, and the upper reaches of the calm river were a large area of dense long pine woodland.

According to the information learned, the Stian family, which was guarding the northern frontier, was equipped with a cavalry force of nearly 5,000 because they were close to Kujit and Miaoerdian, who were rich in war horses.

Especially since the Kugit War. With the help of the Miao'er people, the power of the Stien family expanded rapidly, expanding from the land of two counties to the current six counties. The cavalry force was also expanded from 5,000 to 20,000 men," which, of course, was not something that Sallon was worried about. The cavalry is sharp, but it can't hit the walls of the strong fortress.

Sharon was worried about something else, "Dark Knight."

They were exiles from various kingdoms, either because they participated in rebellions, or because they offended people who should not be offended, or because they were driven out because of their families.

They gathered in Vicchia, Kugit. On the edge of the steppe bordering the Three Kingdoms, they were very capable of individual combat, because they betrayed the spirit of the knights in order to survive. Be willing to hide yourself in a dirty, dark world. Therefore, he is also known as the "Dark Fallen Knight"

"I hope they're just passing by!" Salon clapped his hands comfortingly, patting the dust off his hands, the army of the Stien family has been greatly mobilized recently, although the scouts are only responsible for reconnaissance missions within fifty miles, but they have also found clues of the Stien family from many subtle places

For example, some time ago, 30,000 Stien families sneaked up the towering and dangerous upper snowy mountains. It was because a scout accidentally found the seeds of the Philon Moon Grass that had fallen all the way to the ground, this is a plant that grows in the warm south, and it is impossible to grow and survive in the north.

If it is winter, it is not strange to find this medium, but now it is a warm spring, and the large amount of loose transport is such a thing that cannot be planted. It's a bit of a problem, at least this internally dry southern plant has a shelf life of only thirty days in warm temperatures, unless whoever is crazy and orders it in large quantities,

It was upon discovery of this suspicion that the scouts finally spotted the Stien family army assembling to climb the snowy mountains, and immediately reported the situation to the Legion headquarters