At the gate of Thorn City, groups of heavily armed troops walked out with neat steps in the eyes of the residents of Thorn City, and the bright thorn flower flags fluttered in the wind.

The residents who didn't hear the speech on the Marquis's square thought that they were just in a military parade or about to go to the hostile country in the north, but suddenly heard that they were defending against the attack of the Yaolan Kingdom, and their expressions were wonderful for a while, yesterday they were still Yaolan civilians, but now they have become real thorny civilians.

The war came too suddenly, but their humble commoners had no power to call the shots, and their plans depended on the nobles above them.

Raph Lea and Marita Leah stood at the front of the crowd of old, sick and sick raccoons in Thorn City, silently watching the warriors of the tribe follow the human army out of the Thorn Gate.

According to the latest information, the advance army sent by the Bright Blue Emperor to conquer totaled more than 36,000 people, led by Richard Robert, the head of the Second Knights of Bright Blue.

Among them, there were 10,000 elite knights of the Brilliant Blue Knights, 1,000 Bright Blue Royal Wizard Legion, 15,000 Blue infantry and crossbowmen, and 10,000 noble troops loyal to the royal family who came to pick up their exploits, including the army of Count Rust Willy.

In order to entrap the panicked nobles, Fnovich turned their orc hoplites into vanguards, facing the most elite Bright Blue Knights on the opposite side, while the other noble knights and Ford Family Knights outflanked the Bright Blue Royal Magician.

The decisive battle will be a small plain in the south of the Thornlands, with a wide field of vision and flat land, which is completely a duel of strengths, and there is no conspiracy to speak of.

This is also the reason why there is no danger to defend in the south of the Land of Thorns, except for the Emerald River.

Once this group of Bright Blue advance troops is defeated, the Emerald River is defended to the south, and then the Kingdom of Swisston and the Holy See intervene in the war, with the terrain and the pressure of the Marcus Empire in the west, it is difficult for Bright Blue not to recognize the independence of the Thornlands.

At least... The other knights and nobles who went out on the expedition were all optimistic.

"Is your letter ready, Count Rust?" said Fnovich with a smile as if the bloodshed had not taken place in the central square.

"It's already been written..."Rust handed over the letterhead in his hand with an expressionless face, but when he handed it over to him, his fingers were not loosened, and he asked in a deep voice: "Those two people are okay"

Vonovic said quietly, "Of course it's good"

"Can you let me see them?"

Seeing that he hadn't let go yet, Fnovic's face was slightly gloomy: "When the war is over, the two of them will definitely live safe and sound."

"I hope the Marquis keeps his promise" Rust finally let go of his finger and looked sideways in the direction of the army.

Funovic's heart sank, and he carefully looked at the secret letter written by Rast in his hand, the general content was undoubtedly that he had taken refuge in the Marquis of Thorns, and for the prosperity of the Land of Thorns, he needed to resist the rule of the Yaolan Emperor together, etc

The key is to cooperate with their Thorn Alliance to raid Bright Blue's convoy behind their backs, cut off their back roads, and so on.

"Lord Marquis, if it's okay, I'll go first," said Count Rust suddenly.

Fnovich agreed, and did not forget to order Sir Lint to follow him to 'protect' his important man.

After confirming that there was no problem with the secret letter, Fnovic handed it over to the governor of Dubai, but the Earl was too submissive, making him slightly suspicious: "No one touched him last night."

Dubai bowed slightly and replied respectfully: "Absolutely not, the knight of our family followed him for a moment last night, and his subordinates went to check it in person in the early hours of this morning."

"That's good, you go and keep an eye on the other nobles, they seem to be a little restless" The tightly knit brows still did not relax, and they looked into the distance with a deep groan.

"My lord, no," Sir Lint panicked in, "Viscount North Gergill is gone!"

"What! What about his men? How could so many people run away under our noses!"

"All his men are here, Lord Marquis, just that Viscount North... It's gone," Lint said sharply.

Vonovich showed suspicion, Viscount North Gergil, an ordinary person, actually disappeared under their noses?

It's a red flag...

Bastard... Why? Why are these nobles always so restless, why is this damn war happening, a resentment rises in his heart, and he inexplicably thinks of the organization called the Cursed Sect, which has been patronizing him since he met them.

"Your Excellency..."Lint hesitated for a moment, but said slowly, "Now there are rumors in the army that you will kill their nobles"

"Nonsense!" The Marquis stood up angrily, but looked at the blank faces of the people around him, and sat down helplessly, trying not to show his decadent color in front of his subordinates, and ordered loudly: "Lint, you continue to keep an eye on those restless nobles, Dubai, you go and keep an eye on the Count of Rast!"

"Obey" Dubai bowed slightly, and was about to leave the door, but when he turned around, he heard the Marquis whisper.

"Dubai, do you think we're going to win this battle?"

Dubai was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and in the field of vision that the marquis did not see, Dubai's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of killing intent that he had never seen before.

Vonovich sighed "Forget it, you go down"

"Yes," Dubai replied in a low voice, walking out and closing the door.

As soon as the camera turned, from the marquis's deep eyes, it could still be seen that he was really worried about the future changes in the land of Thorns at this time, and that he was finally a sinner through the ages, a rebellious minister and a thief... Or the worries of the great founders.

......

In this tense and solemn atmosphere, the scorching summer sun slowly moved from the upright space. In the blink of an eye, it was about 3 p.m.

Wearing a long-lost suit of armor and riding a tall horse, Vonovich looked no better than those nobles with wine and meat and rice barrels.

Nearly fifty years old, his hair was mixed with a few silver strands, and his spirit still looked vibrant, but if you looked closely, you could still see the tiredness in his eyes. The young master of Simel has not been heard from so far.

The cavalry scouts sent out earlier had returned, and the Bright Blue Coalition was stationed less than twenty kilometers ahead, totaling more than 36,000 men.

"The whole army is encamped in place!" Vonovich ordered, and his entourage quickly resounded his order, and soon the remaining army of less than 20,000 was dispersed and camped in an orderly manner.

This scene reminded him of his military career in the Pingxi Mountains. It's just that his position at this time is the supreme commander, deciding the lives of their 20,000 people.

Originally, they had 25,000 men, but the damned Count Moses' 3,000 men suddenly betrayed, and a fifth of them died in the infighting!

"Is there any news from Simmel?" asked Vanovich, who trusted the butler very much, even though he seemed to be behaving a little wrong lately, he was relieved to give him a lot of things.

"Not yet," Dubai replied respectfully.

At this time, Sir Lint came back and reported to the Marquis about the situation of the various forces in the army, mainly the condition of each noble, whether there was any sign of secret surrender, and the men and horses of Viscount North were all chained to him by him, and when the time came, he was directly sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

The Bright Blue Army rushed all the way to the hinterland of the Thornlands, and the civilians on the way did not dare to resist, and they did not kill the civilians in vain, which gave him many opportunities to infiltrate the Bright Blue Army to collect information on all aspects.

The secret letter written by the Count of Rust was also successfully delivered to Joseph, the head of his family, who was controlled by the Bright Blue Knights' army.

They are planned to be an unstable bomb in the Bright Blue Army, ready to stab them in the back at any moment. And the 1,000 orcs of the raccoon species are very honest, and they silently stay in place in the camp to sharpen their blades.

Just as he was about to report to the dark mage's team, Laurent, dressed in a black robe and followed by two mages whose faces could not be seen clearly, walked over quietly.

"What are you doing here?" Lynt didn't have any kind of face for these dark mages, who were now suspects in killing the dungeon guards. He was the murderer who forced them to rebel.

Laurent squinted at him and said in a weird way, "Oh, is that how you talk to your allies?"

"When will Your Majesty's mage troops depart, according to the intelligence, there are still tens of thousands of reinforcements coming here from Yaolan, and it is expected that the Emerald River will be crossed by tomorrow night, and then we will be able to meet the nearly 100,000 troops on this vast plain!" Vonovich looked at him expressionlessly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

Laurent looked at the Marquis quietly and said slowly: "Listen to the Marquis's dispatch at any time... As long as the adults don't send us to the front line to die. ”

"Not really"

In the big tent, Vonovich glanced at everyone present, all of whom were his henchmen, and said in a deep voice the long-planned plan.

"The army of the Swiss Don Kingdom is estimated to be on the road now, and it is difficult to say whether it will help us at that time, so we must prepare for the worst, with 20,000 troops... Tens of thousands of troops resisting Bright Blue"

"The battle must end before the sun rises tomorrow morning, and it will be a matter of success or failure!" Vonovic said firmly, some time before it got dark.

"My lord, I have a suggestion," said Sir Lint suddenly.

"Say..."

"The knights of the Count of Rust have received news that the Bright Blue army did not bring grain and grass when they arrived, and now it is all the food supplied to the army by their territory," Lint slowly said his advice.

"What do you mean... From their food and grass?" said Vonovich in a deep voice.

"Not only that, the grain and grass in the southern territory of Thorns can't supply the needs of 50,000 troops at all, and the grain truck of the Yaolan army has just crossed the Emerald River not long ago, and it is staying in a place called Emerald Town, and it is expected to meet with the base camp of the Yaolan army at about one or two o'clock in the middle of the night."