"Shao Lie, are you crazy? This kind of ghost weather, diving across the Bulesi River, who can withstand it, brothers? Yelusha raised his eyebrows a little staggeringly, Yang Zaixing's bad idea was more than dangerous, maybe he hadn't attacked the Germans yet, he was frozen to death first, "Shao Lie, don't mention this idea, if you can build a bridge, you can try a sneak attack." ”

"Bridging? Hey, why didn't Yang think of this? Yang Zaixing's pupils dilated, revealing a hint of excitement, he clenched his fists, unable to hide the joy in his heart, "General Yelu, Yang has a way, I remember hearing His Highness talk about it before." It's so cold here that it freezes into ice in less than a quarter of an hour when you sprinkle water. Although the Bulesi River does not freeze all year round, we can build an ice bridge on the top of the Nushui Mountain. ”

The top of Nushui Mountain is located at the north end of the Bule Si River, the terrain is towering, the Bule Si River passes through the middle, although the top of the Nu Water Mountain is the shortest distance from each other, but it is suspended in the air for more than ten zhang, like the cliff, there is no road to pass, so no one has ever paid attention to here. The top of Nushui Mountain is three zhang away from east to west, and with Yang Zaixing's ability, he can jump over. All you need is a claw and a rope. Seeing that Yang Zaixing didn't look like he was joking, Yelusha couldn't help but ask carefully, and when he learned the method of building the ice bridge, he nodded secretly, "Whether it works or not, this method is worth trying, it is much better than your method of forcibly swimming across the river." Yerusha didn't have much interest in what ice bridge, he felt that as long as he could reach the opposite side, it was completely possible to build a three-zhang long aerial chain bridge overnight, and the simple chain bridge coupled with the ice formed by the ice might really be able to send a large number of soldiers and horses to the opposite side in a short time.

On the other side of the Nushui Mountain, nearly 20,000 church soldiers did not relax their guard because of the existence of the Bulesi River, all of them were church soldiers from the Hohenzollern area, loyal to the church, so they knew that there were many dangers, but still did not hesitate to come to the Bulesi River to resist the footsteps of the Orientals. There are many legends about the Orientals, a group of Oriental pagans like devils, and under their butcher's knives, God's people are like a flock of lambs. Pope Gregory's success in shaping the Great Song Empire into an image of the devil who does all kinds of evil, these Hohenzollern soldiers are not like the Red Robe Knights, but Gregory's brainwashing work is very good, turning a group of Hohenzollern believers into crazy church warriors. Nurens, who came from the northern Hohenzollern hills, was not really a soldier of the Church, but after listening to the Pope's call, he joined the Church in the resistance to the Easterners. The people of the East are all demons, if they are allowed to enter the Holy Empire, the Germanic people will suffer a great disaster, the cold wind along the river cliffs frantically slapped on the face, Nurens couldn't help but shudder, it was really too cold, there was a fire burning in the camp, but this fire could not bring warmth at all. No one wanted to camp by the river, but they were very helpless, and the Easterners confronted each other across the river, and had no intention of retreating at all. Nurence did not expect Festak to fall so quickly, His Majesty the Pope also knew the importance of Festark, so he ordered the 20,000 troops to rush to Festak as quickly as possible, in order to save time, and even did not hesitate to let the cavalry break away from the main army, and risked going to the front line alone, but he still failed to catch up, and the efficiency of the Orientals was a little scary. Nurence still hadn't figured out why the Easterners were rushing to attack Festac, since Festak was west of the territory of the Duchy of Saxony, the territory of the Holy Empire, and they were really sure that they could gain a foothold in the Duchy of Saxony? It was a frightening cold, and the river was damp, and before long a thin layer of frost formed on the hat. In the face of this kind of ghost weather, it is late at night, and no one wants to patrol far away, even the person in charge of patrolling the river is riveted to stay up all night in one place.

The Germans inevitably slackened, which also made Yang Zaixing and Jerusha's plan to build a bridge less resistant. Yang Zaixing commanded the cavalry all the year round, but he had also dealt with Zheng Biao's mountain battalion in the early years, and knew a little about building bridges over mountain streams. In order to successfully cross the top of the Nushui Mountain, Yang Zaixing asked two ballistas to be lifted up, the crossbow arrows were aimed at the opposite bank, and the huge iron claws were tied to the crossbow arrows. Yang Zaixing constantly adjusted the direction, observing the terrain on the opposite side, after determining that it was about the same, the first crossbow flew out, with a clang, there was a piercing collision sound on the opposite stone wall, Yang Zaixing was not discouraged, and focused on preparing the second one, so repeatedly, until the seventh crossbow arrow was shot, and finally hooked to the opposite rock accurately, tried the rope, it was quite reliable, Yang Zaixing took off his cloak and added weight objects, and was about to follow the rope to the opposite bank, Yerusha looked at the black mountain stream, and his heart was a little up and down, Stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Zaixing, "Shao Lie, if you don't have to wait, maybe there is another good way, if you have a three-sheet and two short, how can Your Highness explain it?" ”

"General Yelu, don't persuade me, since it has been discussed, there is no reason to retreat, just rest assured, it will be fine. General Yelu also asked to remain calm, and if he can succeed, he also asked General Yelu to quickly send cavalry to attract the enemy from the north, so as to gain an opportunity for our troops to sneak attack the Germanic camp" Yang Zaixing smiled heartily, stretched out his hand and patted Yelusha's shoulder, and after a while, he crawled along the iron rope towards the opposite side. When Yang Zaixing entered the darkness, the hearts of every soldier of the Dingguo Army were raised to their throats, for fear that Yang Zaixing would have some accidents, in the dark night, the time seemed so long, every minute and every second was a kind of torment, I don't know how long it was, as if it was tens of millions of years, the iron rope finally shook violently, Yerusha couldn't help frowning, Yang Shaolie actually climbed over, no matter what, as long as he got to the other side, the bridge plan was already half of the victory. Yerusha made a gesture, and several soldiers tied several ropes to them, pulled them hard, and motioned for Yang Zaixing to pull them over. Building a bridge over a mountain stream is a very complex and difficult project, just fixing a few ropes, it took an hour, one by two, until more than a dozen ropes connect the two banks, more and more soldiers climbed along the iron rope to help Yang Zaixing fix the iron cable support. Once the ropes are secured, wooden planks are laid with straw, and water is sprinkled on the straw. In the middle of winter, the weather in the north is not good, and it does not take long for the water to be sprinkled, and the bridge deck is covered with thick ice, and the ice layer is heavier like pouring molten iron to fix the bridge deck made of wooden planks into a whole, and the whole bridge body becomes stronger and more stable, no longer as shaky as before. Under the light of the fire, looking at the ice crystal bridge in front of him, Yerusha couldn't help but be amazed, this is simply a miracle. I tested the load-bearing capacity of the bridge deck, and it was no problem to step on it, but of course in order to prevent slipping, you had to tie your shoes with a coarse cloth of grass clippings. Jerusha didn't want to take the risk, and the soldiers scattered, and there were only a maximum of ten soldiers on the bridge deck at a time, which greatly reduced the risk of the bridge deck collapsing. Thousands of soldiers were sent to the opposite side, and it was a long process.

At the beginning of the ugly time, seeing that it was almost over, Jerusha also led the cavalry to the north as agreed, and at this time he was full of confidence in this battle, and the Germans would never have dreamed that a bridge would appear on the top of the most dangerous mountain of Fury. The moonlight looked faint, how could that faint yellow light block the raging cold? The more than 4,000 cavalry of Yerusha's department are all elite soldiers, especially the cavalry of the Ruifeng Battalion, which is the elite of the elite, under the leadership of Yerusha, these elite cavalry withstood the cold wind without the slightest complaint. In the middle of the day, after a long journey of two hours, Jerusha successfully bypassed the north side, and when the morning approached, the heavens and the earth were still dark, and there was not much light of dawn, Jerusha did not think about the careful march, and after approaching the Germanic camp, Jerusha made enough momentum, "All the troops listened to the order, divided into four teams to approach the church camp in a dispersed formation, and we must make enough momentum to attract the Germans to our side." ”

The four thousand elite cavalry, when they hide their whereabouts and slow down, they can't see anything, but once they are at full power, they are sharp and imposing. Although the Germans arranged a lot of secret posts, but everything came too suddenly, the news of the enemy attack has not been sent back to the big tent, the camp located on the periphery has been violently attacked by the cavalry of the sharp front battalion, at the end of the hour, it is the time when the sleepiness is full, it was attacked violently, many Germanic soldiers are still a little confused, most of the people have not had time to get dressed and kill out of the tent, they were burned to death by the fire, the whole camp became chaotic, the Germanic soldiers did not know what the actual situation was, so frightened that they could only hug their heads and run away. The change came so suddenly, the battle had been going on for a quarter of an hour, and many of the church soldiers were still in a state of confusion. The leader of the church legion, Turik, woke up in his sleep, and looked at the barracks to the north with a broadsword, where the flames were already raging, and many church soldiers were still running this way, "Come on, seal the road ahead, whoever dares to run around again, there will be no mercy." Organize a counterattack, the Orientals are inferior to us, and the cavalry is not too much, as long as we don't mess up ourselves and block their first round of onslaught, the next thing is that we have the final say. ”

Turik can be the commander of more than 20,000 people, and he also has a certain amount of real talent, and he has long figured out the situation of the Orientals, a total of more than 15,000 people, excluding the baggage soldiers, there are less than 14,000 elites who can really participate in the war, and this strength is not to be feared at all. It was precisely because of these things that Turik dared to lead the army to confront each other across the river. Turik was furious, the chaotic scene began to be controlled, the Germans launched a fierce counterattack on the north under the leadership of several commanders according to Turik's orders, and those soldiers of the northern battalion who fell into chaos were also infected, and began to organize manpower to cooperate with the main force in an orderly manner to counterattack, and soon Jerusha's cavalry was resisted layer by layer, and the situation became less and less optimistic.

A large part of the reason for the good results was the reason for the darkness of the night, the formation was scattered, and the Germans could not figure out the actual situation at all, so they could only take the most prudent method. Even so, the pressure on Jerusha was still not small, and many church cavalry slowly slipped in from the flanks, and the church army in front also pressed over little by little. Turrick's method is really not very clever, but it is very practical, with an absolute superiority in troops, only need to advance step by step, it will definitely achieve the final victory, as the Germanic counterattack is getting stronger and stronger, the left flank close to the river bank has been forced to the left and right, and it is often difficult to deal with it, "General Yelu, the left flank has been broken through by the enemy, and the commander of the horse has requested the withdrawal of troops." ”

The situation was a little bad, but Yerusha didn't panic, just thought about it a little, and said with a solemn expression, "Tell Ma Tonglin that without the order of the general, if you dare to retreat half a step, you will be dealt with by military law." The heralds must hold on. ”

Who would dare not listen to Jerusha's order to fight to the death? The military law of the Dingguo Army is strict, and it has always been like this, and if you dare to disobey the order, the result is only a dead end. With Yerushha's order, those commanders who had the intention of retreating could only stick to it, and there was no fun in retreating, so they could only fight desperately, and the cavalry of the Ruifeng battalion was known as the cavalry of the cavalry, and once it was powerful, the momentum was terrifying. The chain of horses was quickly assembled, and the heavy cavalry launched a charge on the thickest part of the Germanic formation, where Turrick took command. The heavy cavalry combined with the chain of horses was invincible, and the formation organized by the Germans was quickly cut apart, and Turrick also broke out in a cold sweat, "Quickly let the soldiers and horses in the rear press up, we must trap this group of Orientals and avenge the dead brothers." ”

In the face of tremendous pressure, Turrick finally made a mistake. It's not Turick's fault, who would have thought that the Dingguo Army would be able to come from the top of the Angry Water Mountain? Transferring troops from the rear, the happiest was Yerusha, who ordered his soldiers to fight to the death and pay so much price, in order to attract the church soldiers from the south and minimize the risk of a sneak attack. The fierce battle in the Germanic camp was in full swing, all of which was under the observation of the scouts of the Dingguo army, and Yang Zaixing had been enduring it, believing that Jerusha would definitely be able to attract most of the Germanic people. Yang Zaixing had to believe in Yerusha, but fortunately, Yerusha did not disappoint, as soon as the Germanic soldiers in the south moved, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army, who had been in ambush for a long time, began to implement the real sneak attack plan.

With the addition of the defenders in the south, the situation of Yerusha's department can be imagined, Turik seems to have taken some medicine, the movement of troops and horses is fast and ruthless, Rao is Yerusha, and he is also forced to retreat continuously, "Phew, this Turik is really difficult to deal with, a temporary army of mixed old and new, even more difficult for him to command." Jerusha wasn't complimenting anyone, but Turrick was very capable.

Bang, suddenly there was a loud noise in the rear, and then the large battalion in the south also burst into flames, Turrick was directing the army to counterattack, and it was about to succeed, suddenly there was a huge fire in the rear, and when he saw the place where the fire came from, Turik's whole heart chuckled. That was where the South Camp was located, and Turrick almost didn't jump, "Where are the spies, can anyone tell me what's going on behind the scenes?" ”

Since Yang Zaixing decided to attack, he was often as fast as the wind, so he naturally would not give Turick time to think carefully. Nearly 5,000 soldiers of the Dingguo Army were divided into left and right wings, and slammed into the outermost camp of the Germans, the defensive strength of the Southern Battalion itself was not as good as other places, and some of its troops were withdrawn, and it was even weaker, in the face of the powerful attack of the Dingguo Army, the defense line that was finally formed collapsed in an instant, and Scotto, who was in charge of the defense of the Southern Battalion, almost didn't pull his hair clean, "The people scattered outside gave up the defense area and all moved closer to the Chinese army camp, Miutel, go and tell Lord Turrick that there are no reinforcements, and the Southern Battalion can't hold it." ”

The Germans resisted day by day, but in the face of sudden attacks, all defenses looked pale and weak, and the strength advantage of the Dingguo army in a short period of time was not compensated for by others. Yang Zaixing knows very well where his advantage is, and he can make a breakthrough quickly, relying on a surprise attack, if he can't get a decisive advantage before the Germans react, then this sneak attack will be meaningless. Set up the formation, face to face, the Dingguo army does not have many advantages, the southern battalion has been on fire, a large number of soldiers of the Dingguo army poured into the battalion, began to clean up the battlefield, Yang Zaixing's eyes were deep, his face was a little heavy, "Tell the departments, don't clean up the battlefield first, move forward quickly, and don't let the Germans organize an effective defense line." ”

With Yang Zaixing's urging, the actions of the Dingguo Army became more unified, although there were still many Germanic remnants in the southern camp, but a large number of soldiers of the Dingguo Army ignored this, and directly attacked the Chinese army camp, at the intersection to the Zhongju camp, and finally met with the desperate resistance of the Scotto's department, and the commander of the thousand commanders, Mitael, based on two rows of shield soldiers, sealed the intersection to death. When the soldiers of the Dingguo Army hit the intersection, their speed slowed down. The two sides quickly fought each other, and a large number of Germanic infantry held their shields and steel knives poked out of the gaps. Because it was a sneak attack, the kind of heavy shield that slowed down the march was obviously impossible to carry, and now in the face of the Germanic infantry formation, the Dingguo army, which lacked a shield, suffered a big loss as soon as it came up. Lack of protection, it is bound to pay a heavy price, the previous offensive is like a bamboo, but at this time it is difficult to move an inch, every soldier of the Dingguo Army knows that this is an attack with no way out, once the attack is blocked, let the Germans launch a counterattack, it will be dangerous. Although a bridge was built on the top of Nushui Mountain, it was impossible to allow a large number of soldiers to pass through in a short period of time, and this so-called back road was not safe. Poof, a soldier of the Dingguo Army crashed into the shield of the Germans, the burly body, coupled with the fierce impact force, made the shield press down violently, but unfortunately, the steel knives of the Germans were not polite, two steel knives skimmed from the side, and the soldier of the Dingguo Army snorted and fell in the flow of people.

In order to break through this line of defense and rush into the camp of the Chinese army, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army were like crazy, they used their bodies to hit the shields, and some of them were bloodied from their shoulders. The soldiers of the church were not battle-hardened Germanic troops, and they were gradually frightened by the crazy fighting style of the Dingguo army, and Miitel saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, and the formation retreated little by little, he held his broadsword and roared loudly, "Didn't you prepare fire oil before, throw it on the opposite side, and burn these Eastern heretics." ”

In order to rush to the aid of Festaq City, the church made full preparations, including a lot of fire oil, but unfortunately Festak fell too quickly, and the prepared fire oil was no longer useful. At this time, Miotel was also forced to have no choice, so he came up with the use of fire oil, using fire oil in this kind of place, if you don't do it well, it will burn your own people, the two sides have been fighting together, once they come into contact with the oil oil, they can't withdraw if they want to. But in order to keep the army from collapsing, we can only try, after Miitel shouted, the people around him showed puzzled eyes, "Lord Mitael, don't do this, once you use the oil oil, it is likely to affect our own people." ”

"Listen to my orders, don't you see, how fierce the Orientals are offensive, if you don't think of a way, sooner or later let them rush into the Chinese army camp, and then all of us will have to die. If you have any other way, say now, if not, immediately carry out the military order" Mitael did not know the risks, but at this moment, where could he care so much? The others also looked helpless, everyone I look at you, you look at me, and I can't think of a better idea, in the end, I can only agree to Miultel's plan. A large number of canisters of fire oil were thrown at the opposite side, and a moment later, a large fire was ignited in the crowd. Morin Orthodox led dozens of soldiers under his command to impact the formation of the Germans, he could clearly feel that these church soldiers were almost unable to withstand it, and there was still a big gap between the church soldiers and the elite soldiers of the Holy Cross Knights, and they were about to make progress, when suddenly there was a terrible howl behind him, and the fire oil burned in pieces, and countless soldiers of the Dingguo Army were covered in flames without defense. The cold wind was raging, the fire was more intense, the smell of blood and burning, and the light of the fire illuminated the night as if it were day. Mo Lin couldn't help but tremble in his heart, his eyes were bloodshot, "These Germanic people, actually use fire oil in this situation, these so-called church people, all of them are human-faced beasts. ”

This kind of thing is full of lethality, and it is also full of a lot of unpredictability, even when defending the city, it must be used carefully, let alone when the two sides face each other head-on. Even though the Germans had tried their best to be careful and try their best to throw the fire oil into the distance, the unpredictable cold wind still swept the fire, and many soldiers of the Dingguo Army were burned by the flames, screaming and crawling and running, and many of them also rushed into the Germanic army. Most of the Germanic people used wooden shields, which were ignited a lot when they caught fire. A Germanic soldier gritted his teeth and held his shield, his right broadsword ready to stab the enemy to death, when suddenly his eyes were blazing red, and his ears were filled with inhuman screams. It was a man, a man covered in flames, who pounced like crazy, and the burning man grabbed the shield, and in an instant it became one, and the shield was ignited, and the Germanic soldier was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand.

It is a very cruel thing to be burned alive by fire, and no one thought that the people above would come up with such a method. It was chaotic, it was all chaotic, and the trick of Miotel did work, but it was short-lived, he underestimated the impact of the oil, and a large number of soldiers of the Dingguo Army rushed into the Germanic formation like a fireball, and for a time the battlefield was full of screams and angry curses. Yang Zaixing's eyes were about to split, his arms were swollen, and he watched his sons and daughters being engulfed by the fire one by one, the heartache could not be described in words, but fortunately, these were all elite soldiers, and they were not frightened by the scene in front of them. With the neighing of a war horse, Yang Zaixing raised his spear and slaughtered it fiercely, and the remaining 2,000 soldiers also launched a decisive charge with Yang Zaixing against the Germanic front. The hellish sea of fire not only hit the morale of the Ding army, but also made the hearts of the Germanic soldiers tortured by conscience, they did not understand, would the merciful God allow such evil deeds, or on the battlefield, he didn't care how despicable the means were?

With Yang Zaixing leading the troops to charge, Miotel finally couldn't bear it, and a large number of Germanic soldiers began to retreat to the Chinese army camp, so that the entire Zhongju camp completely fell into a passive situation of being flanked from both sides. Yelusha has led the army for many years, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, the cavalry finally showed its ferocity, especially the cavalry of the Ruifeng battalion took the lead in launching a counterattack, the Germanic soldiers were in turmoil, and when they retreated, they were bitten by a large number of ancient town cavalry, and the chaos slowly extended, which directly led to the Zhongju battalion becoming full of loopholes. Turrick kept roaring, and in order to stabilize the situation, he even killed two commanders with his own hands, but unfortunately, in the face of the overall situation, all efforts seemed so futile.

"Bang" Turrick's eyelids jumped, and he followed the sound to see a Germanic cavalryman lying in a pool of blood, his horse pressed against him, and all of them were silent. The battle continued, but the Germanic Erlang looked disorganized, Turrick knew that in the battle tonight, the church corps was finished, there were elite cavalry of the Orientals in front, and there was a sneak attack from the other side behind, and there was only one Chinese army camp left, and it was difficult to organize a decent counterattack, "Inform everyone, retreat in the direction of Yumsburg in the northwest, this is our only chance." ”

Turik's words were full of helplessness and lack of confidence, and he didn't know how many people would be able to escape in the end, but Yumsburg was the only hope, retreating to Hohenzollern, such a long distance, it was estimated that everyone would have to die under the sword of the Eastern cavalry. Yumsburg, is the last hope. After the order to retreat was issued, the Church Corps launched the largest retreat operation at the top of the Angry Water Mountain, and it was not easy for Turrick to decide to withdraw his troops on the spot. A large number of church soldiers were self-organized to break through the siege, which also created a situation of fighting on their own, and the situation was very chaotic. As long as he can survive, who can take care of other things, no one takes the initiative to stay behind the palace, and he does not deliberately organize the convergence of the north and south of the Dingguo army, which is doomed to the tragedy of the church corps.

Including the cavalry of the Ruifeng battalion, the cavalry of the ancient town, are the old fritters trained on the battlefield, the Chinese army camp is in chaos, the Germans began to break through, they did not bent on blocking, but intentionally or unintentionally gave way to a way, there is a way to live, the Germans did not have time to think more about breaking out along the road, when they broke out of the encirclement, the ancient town cavalry began to chase and kill. From the top of the Angry Water Mountain to Yumsburg, it became a passage of death.

The battle lasted for nearly ten hours, and it was not until the end of the next day and the beginning of the day that it was over. Yerusha had always been worried, and when he saw that Yang Zaixing was safe and sound, he finally showed a little smile, "Shao Lie, this battle is really dangerous, if the Germans can hold on and don't transfer a large number of troops from the south, then we will be unlucky." Speaking of this battle, I still sigh, this battle was too difficult, the church corps was so defeated, Turrick had to bear a lot of responsibility, if it was Byser or Sugers, they would definitely not easily mobilize troops and horses from the south to gallop to the north, Turrick, as a legion commander, was still too immature.

Turrick survived, but Miitel was not so lucky, and on his way to Yumsburg, he was chased by several ancient town cavalrymen and stabbed to death on horseback. 20,000 church corps, after one night, the remaining strength of the fighting force is less than 5,000 people, it can be said that the church corps that Gregory worked so hard to build has existed in name only, after a fiasco, the church soldiers are almost frightened, and how much combat effectiveness can be exerted in a real fight has become a big question mark.

The battle on the top of Nushui Mountain not only defeated the church corps, but most importantly, completely removed the threat of Festark, and since then, Zhao Yougong's army has gained a firm foothold in Festark. In Yumsburg, however, it was gloomy and bleak, and over the heads of every Germanic man, it seemed that a mountain was pressed against it, and it was breathless. What the Easterners want is not Festaq, but the entire Saxon Kingdom, and now that the entrance to the kingdom has been opened, the Easterners will not be silent for long and will soon launch an attack on Yumsburg. Previously, most people had some confidence in the defense of Yumsburg, but with the defeat of the Church Corps, these beliefs became extremely fragile.

In Festaq City, Zhao Yougong walked slowly on the ancient bluestone road, with rotten grass clippings piled up in the corners of the walls, and mottled dirt everywhere. After the war, Festak was dirty and messy, but the scene in front of him did not affect Zhao Yougong's mood, the church corps was defeated, and Festaq was as stable as Mount Tai, and he could attack Yumsburg at any time, and it was difficult to be unhappy. Xiao Zhiyun stayed by her side inch by her side, looking at the somewhat yellowish sun, she blinked her eyes gently, "I don't know what Lothair will think, if I know the situation near Festark, will I be angry?" The people of Yumsburg are not afraid. ”

"No one knows if we will be angry to death, anyway, we are bound to win the Kingdom of Saxony, and no one can stop us" has come to this point, there is no turning back, and Zhao Yougong has never been the kind of person who is timid and afraid. Whether it is ruthless or brutal, he never cares what others say, as long as he can win, everything that is bad will become good.

Unlike Zhao Yougong's good mood, Lothair in Pske City looked extremely decadent, and when Festaq fell, Lothair realized how ridiculous he was. I was always thinking about mobilizing reinforcements, about Kiporos, about the whole Istrian heights, but when the city of Festaq fell, it all became a joke. No matter how good the Istrian Highlands are, they are not the kingdom of Saxony, Saxony is its own roots. The Kingdom of Saxony is not like the powerful Eastern Empire, Kipros is just a part of the Eastern Empire, and the worst thing they can do is to give up Kipros, in short, they can't hurt their vitality, but what about him Lothair, there is no Saxon Kingdom at all, what else does he have? The Kingdom of Saxony cannot be compared with the Eastern Empire, and it only takes one chaos to become weak, and the most ridiculous thing is that the dignified Saxons can only stare at the situation in Saxony. Now, Lothair has to admit how stupid he is, and how clever he is that he thinks he is, and that he ends up harming others and himself. Oriental people can give up the city of Kiev if they want, that is because the family is thick enough, but Saxony, without these capitals, can't stand the toss.

What to do? Looking at the countless faces in the hall, Lothair looked at him pleading for the first time, "Everyone, what can I do?" If Saxony falls, it will be a fatal blow to the imperial soldiers, and countless Germanic kingdoms, including Hohenzollern and the Kingdom of Lorraine, will become fat in the hands of the Easterners. Whatever you do, you must keep Saxony. ”

As long as you are not a fool, you know the importance of the Kingdom of Saxony, but no one can change the situation in front of them, Bysel and Suggs and Jorkoren and the others all shook their heads with pale faces, and some even glanced away. They couldn't bear to look at Lothair's desperate eyes, the fall of Festak was a disgrace to every German, and once Saxony fell, it would be the beginning of the empire's decline. However, rushing to aid Saxony is tantamount to wishful thinking, if you want to rush to help Saxony, Festac City is the only way to go, will the Orientals give it a chance? The hall became silent and terrifying, and after a long time, Bysel said unbearably, "Your Majesty, with all due respect, Festaq is guarding the throat of Saxony, and the Orientals are bound to send heavy troops to guard it, and with our current strength, if we want to storm Festak, the hope is almost zero." Of course, if the various departments of the empire can do their best to cooperate with us in attacking the Orientals, there may be some hope, but.... Now that the principalities within the empire are not having a good time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to organize many troops to stop the Orientals. If there was any other way, it was left to march east into the city of Kyiv and attack Vladimir. Now that the Danes are sharpening their knives and are preparing to invade Kiporos on a large scale, if we can take Vladimir and even the entire Suzdal River early, and cooperate with the Danes, we may not be able to deal a heavy blow to the Easterners. As long as the Orientals can't let go of the interests of Vladimir and even Kipros, they will inevitably find a way to return to Kipros, which may solve the danger of Saxony. ”

Bysir's words, even he didn't have much confidence, but the Easterners had laid out a steel defense line on the Suzdal River, and the soldiers and horses stationed in Yanmar and Komi were also close to Vladimir City, so how easy was it to break through the defense line of the Suzdal River and occupy Vladimir City? One point, even more frustrating, with the fall of Festaq, the morale of the army can be said to have plummeted, falling to the bottom, many Saxon soldiers have begun to retreat, they are bent on returning to their hometowns to protect their families, this situation forced them to attack the Suzdal River defense line, how much combat can they use. Sugus usually doesn't deal with Bysel, and often sneers at Bysil, but this time, he still nodded heavily, "Your Majesty, what Lord Bysel said, may be a good way, with our strength, going to fight Festak City is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg." The Danes are our last bargaining chip, and please think twice about your majesty. ”

Suggs also has his own selfish intentions, and no one could have imagined that the war in Istria would have developed to such a point. The base camp of Kiev relied on the three cities of Psk and one city of Kiev to crucify the Germanic army on the Istrian heights, while the army of the Easterners broke into the territory of the Holy Empire. Regardless of the outcome of the war in Istria, the fall of the Kingdom of Saxony is inevitable, and in this case, who is willing to sacrifice their own interests, kick the Saxons out of the way, and fight to the death with the Eastern army? Sugus felt that he had not retreated at the moment, and that he was already worthy of the Saxons led by Lothair. Or many of the lords of Erle, who will do their best, but surely they will not let the eastern nobles fall into a greater quagmire of war.

The words of Sugus and Bysel represent the thoughts of many Germanic nobles, and the corners of Lothair's mouth are full of bitterness. Once it is in their own vital interests, no one wants to give too much. The Holy Roman Empire, after all, was not a truly unified empire, and the major kingdoms were intriguing for their own interests, which was far less cohesive than the Eastern Empire. At this moment, Lothair regretted a little, if he had been ruthless and united with the Danube nobles to weaken the eastern nobles, maybe the Holy Empire would have been in a different situation. Lothair didn't have much choice, he could only choose to march into the city of Kiev and find a way to take the city of Vladimir, and the final result could only be left to fate.

Every step of Lothair was so difficult, but Zhao Yougong didn't have so much trouble, after defeating the church corps, after only five days of rest, the 60,000-strong army left Festaq City and began to march towards Yumsburg. Yang Zaixing and Yelusha led the cavalry as the vanguard, divided into two directions, north and south, and marched together. In order to rush to the aid of the Istrian Heights, the Principality of Saxony was almost exhausted, how could it still cope with the attack of the Dingguo army, three days later, 60,000 troops converged on the periphery of Yumsburg, and for a time the four sides were shocked.

Surrounded by an army of 60,000, the city of Yumsburg looked crumbling and seemed to collapse at any moment. Turrick looked at the army outside the city with a pale face, his expression frightened, his hands tightly gripping the battlements, but he still couldn't stop his trembling heart. The Eastern army is coming so fast, how many days can Yumsburg hold out?