Late autumn is not hotter than summer, but the heat waves in the air here are no less than the hot summer, and the red Alhelino red crown wood is the background.

At the southern foot of the Anjar Mountains, the newly cultivated vast fertile fields are already in the autumn harvest season, and the golden ears of wheat are full of wheat grains.

Thousands of milky white tents are built at the foot of the mountain on the black soil where the red crown wood is rooted, and the concave mountains carefully care for this fertile black soil, and the hugging mountain makes the yellow-bottomed cross feather flag here very quiet, just sleeping quietly on the top of the propped flagpole curled up.

In each wheat field that was divided by stalks, the shirtless men were holding sickles, their mouths shouting and repeating the trumpet, and the sweat soaked their coarse cloth shirts, but they enjoyed it, enjoying the joy of the harvest and smiling.

In addition to thousands of tents, in addition to the harvest fields, there is also a lively playground. The scenery on the playground is as lively as in the fields. On the sword training ground dotted with humanoid wooden stakes, hundreds of heavily armored infantry were wielding single swords and halberds at the target posts. On the side of the hill in the drill hall, the round arrow target woven with hay was full of arrow feathers, but even so, the lightly armored archers dozens of paces away did not stop, they held the Entle iron bow, pulled the bowstring like plucking the string, and played a powerful bangzi sound. There was also the vast riding training ground, where a heavily armored knight with a broad-bladed sword in his hand followed a middle-aged general with golden curly hair across the obstacles, and from time to time slashed cleanly at the target posts standing around him.

"Well done!" The middle-aged general with golden curly hair jumped on his horse, turned his horse, and looked at the heavily armored knights who followed him closely, and the heavy armored knights who accompanied the training also lived up to expectations, and successfully crossed the last obstacle one by one, he shook his head, his light blue eyes bloomed with joy, he quickly retracted the sword into the sheath, and the crisp resonance of the sword and the sheath instantly came out from the sheath, "When you really fight, you should be like this, pointing where to fight." ”

"Yes!" The heavily armored knights behind him reached out and tapped their helmets, "Sweat more when training, and bleed less when fighting!" ”

"Gentlemen, keep this in mind, and I am confident that our spears and swords will be invincible." The middle-aged general gently waved his hand at his heavily armored knights, "The training is over, continue in the afternoon, and dismiss now!" ”

The heavily armored knights dispersed, leading their horses into the stables one by one, and adding fresh forage to the stone trough, but the middle-aged general did not rest, but rode straight to the bow and arrow range and the sword training ground, and continued to guide the soldiers' training.

The autumn sun of midheaven strives to spread light, and it seems that it is going to burn itself before winter comes.

The heat in the playground and in the fields soon gathered and swelled, and the fertile land in the col was soon as hot as a steamer. When the training and labor finally stopped, the middle-aged general threw the horsewhip to the attendant who followed him, wiped his forehead and oozed sweat, and strode out of the door of the playground.

There was a familiar messenger waiting for him, dressed like an ordinary soldier who was doing the drill here, and when he saw the middle-aged general come out, the messenger immediately greeted him, and touched his chest with one hand as if he were saluting the golden curly-haired general, "Commander Oliwilliam, the pigeon has sent you a letter from the centurion." ”

Ori William recognized this messenger, this person was his elder brother's special messenger, he smiled and nodded, and walked past the messenger as low as possible, and a secret letter was quietly stuffed into his mouth by the messenger called 'Pigeon'.

Commander Ori William held the secret letter in his hand, turned around and entered the tent of the tent camp, and unfolded the letter alone, his face gradually gloomy, the inverted sword eyebrows were almost intertwined, he raised his hand and pinched the short and sharp golden whisker under his chin, and from time to time even plucked a few of them and bounced them to the ground, like a relief from trouble.

"I can't imagine that the situation in the Highland Mountains, Iron Ore Ridge, and Gudebai is so bad now." Olliewilli's heart had already flown to the hanging road of the Lindisfark River, "Unless this road is broken, this critical situation can be temporarily relieved." Although my brother's method is good, it is really a problem to ask me to mobilize so many troops for a while and still have to cover up flawlessly! ”

The chirping of the autumn cicadas was always annoying, but this situation was quickly changed, and Oliwillić in the big tent slapped his thigh violently, his frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched, and a smile slowly appeared on his face, "The only way is this." ”

At night, the gates of Entre slowly opened, and out of the city hurried out a fast horse, and under the cover of the moonlight, he galloped all the way south, until the sound of the roaring water resounded in the ears of the fast horse, and he stopped, and a suspension bridge was erected alone above the rushing river on the edge of the cliff in front of the red crown trees of El Helino.

"Goo." It was a pigeon's cry in the night.

The man on the fast horse followed the voice and replied with the same pigeon, "Coo-coo!" ”

There was finally movement in the surrounding dark beech forest, the gentle sound of armor and swords clashing, and the torches were slowly ignited by the black shadows that appeared in the forest.

"You're a little late! My good brother. The gray hair under the hat shimmered slightly in the jumping firelight, the face that had been marked by wind and frost showed the marks of time, the sparse white short beard was like a little snowflake decorating this face that had experienced rain and snow, and the black pupils showed the unique temperament and mystery of the adventurer, as if even the light of the lit torch could not penetrate his inner thoughts, at this time the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he stretched out a calloused but wide palm to the black shadow at the head.

"Big brother, it's really hard to mobilize so many of our loyal old subordinates and my trusted subordinates! And they had to put on a good show of redeployment at night, but I told them that their destination was Lindisfark, and if there were spies, I guess these guys would either not think so, or they were on their way to Lindisfark. However, the fellows who rushed to Lindisfak are estimated to have been imprisoned by the baron of Lindisfack, and will soon be transported to Entre to await the execution of His Royal Highness the Duke. Ori William stretched out his hand in the darkness and clasped it tightly with his calloused but broad palm, "After receiving your letter, I immediately sent a messenger to Lindisfack, at least a morning before the spies. Outside the seaside town of Lindisfark, there are trained soldiers, but tonight these trained soldiers will be trained to capture spies. ”

"Young minds are good to make a little bit. Ha ha. The ensuing hug made both of them grin.

"Hugh, my chief, I think you're really in a chess trap this time." Olivier patted Hugh Frankenstein on the back and whispered to Hugh Frankenstein.

"Obviously, you can only be taken by surprise if you are at risk. The Wood Elves have no good intentions, and want us to do everything in our power to repel the evil forces that have invaded Gilberg. As for the situation on our side, they don't care. Then again, they only sent a squadron of about 1,000 cavalry, and we didn't keep our promises properly, and in my eyes, support was nothing more than helping them escape, and even if we fulfilled our obligations, our losses would be minimized. It may be dangerous for you, so the hotter you are, the less I think so. Hugh Frankenstein happily touched Olliewilli's face.

"Since my brother has said so, even if I let Oriwilli risk his life to step into that barren land, I will do it." After hugging Hugh Frankenstein, Olliewilli looked at the sky, and the double moon hanging above his head indicated that the sky would be clear tomorrow, "Brother, I suggest that we talk while walking, until midnight, I really don't know if we can get to the expected place in the early morning, it's not too early, we have to hurry, otherwise we won't see the 'beautiful' scenery of the Bled Valley before sunrise." ”

"It's absolutely 'beautiful', it's the land of death, it's full of death, it's uninhabited, it's full of dry bones, and there's an unobstructed view of death. However, since I can come out of it alive, I will also give you the thrill of playing with the Grim Reaper, who will be stunned but helpless by the constant presence of death in the Bled Mountains, watching us slip out of his palms. Hugh Frankenstein rode his horse down the rope road, whipping his whip in the direction of the Bled Mountains, "Forward, march!" ”

"Onward! Hurry up! Olliewilliam led hundreds of capable soldiers, accompanied Hugh Frankenstein who led the way, walked through the suspension road, and marched towards the 'realm of death' that Hugh Frankenstein pointed out with full morale, "Brothers, the first step of night training, follow the old general who led the way to run for me!" Before sunrise, I must be driven to the edge of that notoriously poisonous mountain area! ”