No one can say for sure whether famine and plague knew about the centaurs' plans or what was happening on the Rus' steppes, and if the centaurs on patrol and guard were to steal from themselves, they would theoretically be undetectable in such an environment.

However, don't forget, this is a country full of magic and gods, and from a mystical point of view, this so-called information blockade is like a thin layer of paper, which can be broken at the first poke, provided that they are willing to use it or not, whether they will use it on a whim.

However, judging from the calm days of the next few days, Famine and Plague did not receive the message from the Rus' steppe, of course, it is also possible that they have received the message, and for the sake of the smooth progress of the war, for the sake of the stability of the situation, they choose to suppress the news and wait for the victory to be dealt with, or take other more gentle, unobtrusive ways to deal with it.

Of course, the so-called calm of the Atila army is that it has once again succeeded in breaking through the castle defended by the Scandinavians in front of them, and has now entered the stage of white-knuckle warfare, that is, street fighting.

Overall, the situation has returned to normal, and the Gnolls have regained their self-confidence, corrected their attitude, and seriously engaged in the attack because of this victory.

Street fighting has always been the Jackals' forte, even if the Scandinavians laid a large number of traps in the city, mobilized all the people to participate in the battle, and stored enough materials for street fighting, but it could not hide the fact that they retreated step by step and entered defeat step by step.

The weapons in their hands were still brand new, and they could still smell the smell of the food in their pockets, but the desperation in their hearts was driving them to flee from this place, the walls had been breached, the enemy had appeared in front of them, day and night they could hear the curses of their comrades before they died, the streets were full of killed, cut, and gnawed corpses, and they were glad that because of the cold climate, there was no stench and no plague.

There are very few real warriors who resist in this city, and the perennial war, especially the fiasco in Upland, has made the number of warriors who live in this tribe and have experienced cruel wars very small, so you can imagine how bad it is to let those civilians who can only hunt fight in such an environment.

Maybe in terms of skills, these people are not too far behind real warriors, but if they fight in two fights, even if they have an absolute advantage, they will be completely wiped out in a very short period of time, because of the distance in experience, because of the gap in thinking.

Obviously they are just jackals, and they look exactly like the jackals they met in the wild, but there is a huge gap in combat effectiveness, when the real white-knuckle battle is carried out, a large number of Scandinavians were taken in surprise like this, and many more people who witnessed this scene were frightened, threw down the weapons in their hands, and began to quickly leave the city like headless flies, their homeland, which has now turned into a hellish city.

The Scandinavians were constantly routing, losing their defensive positions one by one, and even if there were berserkers among them, slashing and slashing the enemy, they were soon overwhelmed by countless gnolls, and it was only a matter of time before the city fell, and this was because when it was first built, the streets of the city were built like a labyrinth of streets, and a large number of small fortresses were arranged.

"It's the first, my herald. ”

The tired body leaned back on the cold seat, his hair covered his forehead and his eyes by the way, his cold and stiff face reminded people of the cold ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and his voice was full of majesty, but with a tiredness that could not be hidden.

Emperor Siegel, the founder of the Scandinavian Empire, listened to the reports of his courtiers in this newly established palace, and even though the palace was only used for transition during the war, the carvings everywhere and the precious materials used speak to the care of the makers and designers.

"The fifth, Great Emperor, Your Majesty the Wise Siegel. ”

An adult Scandinavian was ten meters away from Siegel and bowed.

The man's face, with a respectful and hypocritical smile and a calm gaze, clearly told the bad news that could not be worse, representing the bad news that the Scandinavian Empire was further drawn into the abyss.

If you just look at this picture, no one will think that this is a courtier who cares about the fate of the empire and loyalty to the emperor, but the truth is that such a hypocrite is a person who is deeply trusted by the emperor in this empire.

The man had no name, or his name was not known to others, and even his monarch, the people to whom he was loyal had been called herald.

"How much did Attila's army lose?"

Siegel asked, he didn't care about how much he lost, it didn't make sense to cry for the milk that had been knocked over, what he needed to care about was how many hole cards he still had in his hand that could be played, and how much consumption he played the cards he gave to the enemy.

He knew the strength of Attila's army, and he knew that there were many people in his territory who did not obey him, did not submit to him, and resented him, and he also knew it, so it was not a wrong decision to let these people who did not obey him, who did not submit to him, who resented him, go to war with his enemies, and let potential enemies fight with the current enemies.

"Only the Gnoll troops were lost, and one mammoth was badly wounded and could not enter the battlefield for a certain period of time. ”

"Huh? Mammoth is badly wounded, has anyone been in the fight?"

Siegel was surprised, it was not surprising that the gnolls had breached his castle, the previous castles had been breached by the gnolls, although there were other troops on the side to assist, but the main force was indeed the gnolls, and those mammoths played a decisive role in it.

It's not that the Scandinavians don't have the means to deal with the mammoth, but those means are in Siegel's hands under various names, because it was his plan in the first place.

"No, my majesty. ”

The herald called him affectionately, but his tone was very flat, as if it was just a kind of respect for understanding, not a little heartfelt, and the false smile on the corner of his mouth had disappeared at some point.

"The mammoth was caused by an accident, and when he made his final charge, he fell in the way of the charge because of the smoothness of the ground. ”

"Unexpected ......"

Siegel's attention was drawn to these two words, and he frowned and fell into deep thought, as a human being, the king who talked to many gods, he could hardly believe that in such a battlefield, such an accident could occur at a critical juncture.

But through the herald's telling, and the information he had gathered from the Atila barracks, he could not find any basis to deny the accident, and he could not find any other alternative.

The gaze of the goddess of doom?

Siegel didn't think that the appearance of either would escape the detection of Attila's army, and the victories of the battles and the blood of the losers could already show the difficulty of the two knights, and it was impossible to play some small tricks under the table without being detected on the battlefield with the participation of two knights.

Unable to find the answer, Siegel simply ignored this question, he was not an omniscient and all-powerful god, it was impossible to control everything, and his plan had a very high margin for error, a little accident would not affect anything, and the most important thing was that he had already made an appointment, since he and Sigoaney's soon-to-be-born child was destined to be a hero in history, then this war, even if it could not be won, would never usher in defeat.

"So, how many days do you think we have left for our next fortress to be breached by the Atira army?"

Siegel shifted the subject, and at this point he was talking as if he were talking about something to eat tomorrow morning...... It would not be surprising if those who were on the front line, fighting bloodily for their faith, for their land, and for their loved ones, that their ruler's thoughts at this time collapsed on the spot.

Siegel is such a cold-blooded man, no matter what he does, he does not have mercy, and words like mercy and benevolence have been unrelated to this man since the day they were invented.

No matter when, before he became a king, before he became an emperor, he was like this, unscrupulous and unscrupulous to achieve his goals, which made people hateful and even more frightening.

Since he believes that the end is already doomed, it is particularly necessary to seek his own interests as much as possible before the doomed ending.

"In two days, according to our calculations and predictions, it will only take two days for the Attila army to break through our next city, and then spend two days to clear the resistance in the city and complete the occupation completely. ”

"Step by step erosion, step by step occupation, it seems that the actions of our allies on the Karelian and Rus' steppes still make Attila feel threatened. ”

Siegel pinched his chin, he was not surprised at all that the time for his army to resist was getting shorter and shorter, there were no strong people, no spellcasters, no other racial assistants, Scandinavians who went back and forth were a few tricks, as long as they were familiar with these methods, then it was actually very simple to deal with.

Long-range attacks are throwing axes and javelins, hand-to-hand combat is shields and one-handed axes, and if you go berserk, you don't even need a shield, just take a two-handed sword, a two-handed axe and other heavy weapons.

The Atila army is a composite army composed of multiple arms and races, and they have a way to deal with such a monotonous attack of the Scandinavians, not to mention that they also have mammoths, dragons, thunderbirds, giants and other strategic arms that can influence a war.

It's just that human beings, who have given up their wisdom and can only confront these monsters in a defensive battle, are so desperate and helpless, behind them are their relatives, their land, and their homeland, and they have no choice but to hold weapons.

"My Majesty, what you do will damage your prestige, those guys will fear you more and resent you more, and you will lose more than you gain in this war. ”

The herald did not hesitate to admonish, his face was calm, but the words in his mouth were words that would have made Siegel kill him a hundred times, which was an offense, an offense to the king.

Obviously, he seems to be a clown who is not a little loyal to Hua, but unexpectedly shows a loyal side at this time, maybe this is the reason why he can gain Siegel's trust.

"Herald, I don't want to hear anything like that a second time, don't take my mercy for something cheap, we've spent a long time together, and I don't want such a remark, such a remark that angers a king, to come out of the mouth of a friend of mine. ”

As he expected, his words angered the king to whom he was loyal and served, and the angry words could be felt in him, even though suppressed, to burn him out.

Arrogant people don't want to be offended themselves

People who are asleep do not want to be woken up by themselves

Foolish people only want to indulge in their own world

The herald hung his head and said nothing...... The words say that this level is actually a transgression as a courtier, but loyalty to Siegel drives him to tell these words even if it may cause the wrath of the king who can burn him to the ground.

"Well, my friend, don't think about these things, everything is under my control, everything is going according to my plan, those who disobey me will eventually be swallowed up in the flames, and those who attack me will die by the sword. ”

Siegel spoke, not knowing that the sentences recorded in that book, although they sounded like curses, like prophecies, but they had a very different meaning from the real spirit.

He stood up from his chair, the exhaustion and anger on his face dissipated, he walked over to the herald, hesitated for a moment, reached out and patted the other man on the shoulder, and then turned and left the hall.

The herald remained motionless during this time, and even though Siegel comforted him, he did not say a word, his face was expressionless, and he did not turn away until the other party's figure completely disappeared from sight.

In the empty hall, a sigh echoed, and the words that no one could hear, no one recorded.

"Those who are good swimmers will surely die in the water, those who are good at intrigue will surely die in conspiracy, and the king who kills his relatives and established the empire will eventually be in the hands of those closest to him, and the tragedy of Ouranos and Kronos will be repeated in this land, and even the gods who have peeped into the river of fate cannot correct this already predestined fate. ”

"My Majesty, my friend. ”

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