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In the early morning at Fort Marcy, the first rays of eastern light rise from the treetops at the top of the hill. The soft morning light slowly moved from the eastern walls of Fort Marcy to the west......

After a long dark night, the late-summer wildflowers, which had been invaded by a night of low temperatures, slowly unfolded on the valley trade road south of Fort Marsey, and the red blood on the petals was clearly visible, crumbling in the morning breeze......

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"Report ......"

In the camp of the Kodor army north of Fort Marsey, the silence of the camp was broken by a hurried announcement.

"What's the matter?" The Count of Kodor rubbed his sleepy eyes with his right hand as he walked slowly towards the tent gate.

In recent days, Count Kodor, who has been busy with military affairs, naturally does not have the leisure he has on weekdays. He hadn't slept well since the Battle of the Successors. If he hadn't been in the barracks at this time, if he had been on weekdays, the person who disturbed his rest so early would have been angrily reprimanded to the ground begging for mercy.

"Report to the Earl," said the herald, looking at the tired Count of Kodor, "just now a procession suddenly rushed out of the north gate of Fort Marsey, carrying no baggage, about a hundred men, and running desperately towards the mountain path to the east. The soldier paused and continued, "Seeing this, the cavalry men hurried after them, but because of the rugged mountain road, their men could not continue the pursuit on horseback, so they had to dismount and chase after them. The knight orders me to come back and report to you at once. ”

"What! Ran away?" The Count was shocked.

"By the way, Lord Earl, those fellows are running and throwing away their armor as if they were running for their lives." The herald added.

The Count of Kodor held his chin in contemplation for a moment......

"Not good! They're going to run! Count Kodor said as he came back to his senses. Quick, immediately call someone to lead a hundred and fifty men to chase after me, and I must not let them escape. The Count waved his hand to the herald and said, "Besides, gather your army at once, set out for Fort Marcy, and send the remaining 200 men of the cavalry to Fort Marci at once, and block those guys in the city for me, and I can't let them run anymore!" "Count Kodor issued orders in an orderly manner.

"Yes, Lord Count." The herald received the order and turned and replied.

"Wait!" Count Kodor said to the herald who had turned and walked a few steps, "Has the herald sent to the south returned?"

"Back to the Earl, not yet." The herald turned back to the Earl.

"Not good! Quickly, immediately send people to contact the southern army, and order them to assemble at the south gate of Fort Marsey at once, and join forces with the northern army to besiege Fort Marsey. Count Kodor said with emotion, a worried look on his face, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes looking at the garrison of the Confederate army in the mountain valley south of Fort Marcie.

"Yes, Lord Count."

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"Quick, the ones behind hurry up and throw all the useless things to me." On the mountain trail east of Fort Marcy, Antayas said to the soldiers running at the end of the line.

Yesterday, Art called him aside and assigned him the task of this time: to run with a hundred soldiers to the northeast mountain trail early tomorrow morning, pretending to flee all the way, leaving behind some belongings, and making it look like he was going to flee for his life. When the Kodor sent troops in pursuit, they were led all the way to the encirclement of Bath, and the group of Kodor soldiers was wiped out, so as to relieve the pressure on Fort Marsi. After the battle, he returned to Fort Marcy with Bass.

A moment ago, as Antayas and the others had just left the North City Gate, the Kodor soldiers "discovered" them and immediately told the Kodor cavalry roaming around about the situation. The more than 100 people were pursued by the cavalry for some distance and fled into the dense forest. Seeing this, the Kodor cavalry immediately dismounted and pursued, followed the Welsh legionnaires all the way, gave close pursuit, and sent someone back to tell the Earl of Kodor to send troops to help.

"TM, these mongrels are chasing after them so tightly that they don't make people gasp for a breath." At the end of the group, a Welsh legionnaire bent over his hands on his knees, and said to his companions as he looked at the Kodor cavalry chasing all the way behind him.

"Yes, these bastards, they were the same people who went to the city last time, and they are still them this time. If it weren't for Lord Antayas's order not to get in close contact with the enemy, I would have rushed up and hacked those bastards to death! Another Kodor soldier responded.

"Hey, run, or the bastards will catch up again."

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"Quick, catch up with me!" The Kodor cavalry pursued the front of the group, and the Kodor lead knight, who had failed to stop Antaas and the others from entering the city last time, ordered the soldiers behind him.

In order to atone for his sins, this time the knight did not think much about it after receiving the herald's report, and pursued this part of the Wells Legion all the way. And sent troops back to ask for help, in order to annihilate this small force and regain their lost face.

"Brothers, everyone hold on, keep up with the tail of this group of mongrets, Lord Earl will definitely send troops to come, and when the time comes, we will kill all these bastards!" The lead knight agitated.

"Yes!" The crowd replied. Despite running on a rugged mountain trail, the Kodor soldiers gritted their teeth and persevered. Not for anything else, but for the glittering gold coins, the superior titles, and the vast expanses of fertile land......

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"Sir," Ron reported, who had just trotted from under the walls, to Yat Yu, who was standing on the walls watching the reinforcements of more than a hundred men sent by the northern army of Kodor towards the mountain path to the east, "everything is ready. ”

Art turned his head slowly.

"Good!"

"But," Ron hesitated, "are the Kodorians coming to attack the city?"

Art took down his hands from the top edge of the wall and said to Ron, "It will come!" ”

Ron still didn't believe it, and his eyes were fixed on Art, expecting an answer from Art's mouth.

"You don't believe me?" Art asked Ron, who was full of doubts.

"No, no, sir, I'm just ......"

"Well, since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you."

Ron's eyes lit up.

"The soldiers sent by the Kodorians to pursue Antayas and the others have already gone to the other side of the mountain path. In addition, the sentinel came to report that the cavalry of the Kodors had come this way, and the remaining brigade of men and horses had also drawn out one after another, all the way to Fort Marsey. ”

"Really?" Ron looked at Art in surprise.

"It's not true." Art said, looking at Ron.

"Immediately send orders to all departments and prepare for battle!" Art commanded Ron.

"Yes, sir!" Ron received the order and ran downstairs......

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At noon, the sun was blazing. The northern army of Kodor marched mightily towards Fort Marsi. At the head of the pack was none other than the Count of the Province of Kodor.

Since receiving the secret letter of urgency in the northern battlefield, he knew that the previous siege strategy was no longer working, and it was imperative to attack Fort Marcy. Early in the morning, a report was received that more than a hundred people had fled in the city of Fort Marsil, and the Count of Codor immediately sent men in pursuit. In order to prevent the rest of the Welsh legionnaires in the castle from escaping again, the Count of Kodor decided to attack the city.

The peasants and miscellaneous servants who followed the Kodor army transported the siege equipment they had prepared by horse-drawn carts to the north and south of the walls of Fort Marsey. The Kodor army intended to attack the city on both sides.

As an important castle on the Kodor trade route, the Kodor people are well aware of the castles they built. As a result, the trebuchets they prepared were unusually large, and the ladders for siege were much longer than usual. Fort Marci was a fortified city, and the Kodorians certainly knew what to do best to take it.

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Under the walls of Fort Marci, the northern army of Kodor was already in formation. Standing on the city walls, most of the soldiers were well-armoured and armoured, waiting in formation. More than 200 cavalry stood at the rear of the array, their hooves constantly trampling the dirt, ready to charge at any time.

In the middle of the array, a heraldic banner of the Count of Kodor stood and fluttered, surrounded by the banners of other lords of various sizes, all of whom were lords and nobles of the province of Kodor and had been summoned by the Count to attack Fort Marssy.

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"Listen to the people inside," a knight of the Kodor led the troops came forward and called out to the Welsh legionnaires in the castle, "In front of you is the Count of the Province of Kodor of the Earl of the Earl of the Province of Kodor, the Warden of the Province of Kodor and the Minister of Military Affairs of the Southwestern Frontier of the Earl of the Earl of the Empire. Kindness. Lord Fayek, he orders you to lay down your arms, open the gates and come out to accept the surrender, and swear allegiance to the court of the province of Saône. If you do not, the moment the gates are breached, you will be slaughtered for treason. ”

"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

At this time, Angus, who was already standing at the north gate of Marciarburg, Otto and other high-ranking officers laughed incessantly.

"You Kodor mongrels have listened to me, if you have the ability, you will attack the city gate, and if you want us to surrender, it depends on whether you have the ability." Angus laughed and shouted to the Kodor Knight. Everyone restrained their smiles at this time.

Standing in the middle, Arte waited for Angus to say and shouted below: "Listen below, I am the defender of the town of Tinets on the southeastern border of the country, the viscount of the county, the commander of the Welsh Legion and the Southern Garrison Legion of Art. Wood. Wells! Let your men lay down their arms and surrender immediately, swearing allegiance to the new monarch, Flender. Otherwise, the moment the gates are opened, you will all die! Art said fiercely.

"...... you" The Knight of Kodor, who shouted from under the city, was speechless for a moment, and glanced back at Mormont, Count of Kodor, who was pale. Kindness. Fayek.

"Call him back!" Mormont angrily ordered the guards beside him.

"Yes, Lord Count."

"Herald to prepare for the siege!" Moments later, Mormont commanded the herald behind him.

"Prepare for the siege, prepare for the siege......" The herald ordered the siege of the city along the line to the various siege troops of Kodor.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!" Standing on the walls of the northern city of Fort Marcy, Art gave orders to the officers around him.

"Yes, sir!" The people took the command and departed.

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