The Untel army, formed by the Earl of the Red Boar and his vassals, was so powerful that Baron Horton Sandersfiger had already heard the news of the Red Boar's invasion, and he was furious. He sent a welcoming messenger to the lakeside village of Lake Santa Kana to meet Hunter Untelschnett, Count of the Red Boar, who arrived on the shores of Lake Santa Kana one step ahead of the army of Untel. Originally, these able envoys had calculated the time, and from early morning until dusk, the army of Entre led by Count Red Boar and his vassals appeared on the shores of Lake Santa Cana. Even these envoys were lamenting the confident marching speed of the Entel army.

"This army is really a proud army, I heard that the war is like fire, but they are like this." One of the envoys of the Diefonde Fortress was stunned and couldn't help but sigh that their distant Entel army was in an orderly camp.

"Don't sigh here, war is not a child's play, according to the orders of His Excellency Baron Horton, let's go and meet the Lord of Entre first." The emissaries chimed in, holding aloft the emissary pigeon banner of the fortress of Difende, and galloped towards the tent that the Entre army was building on the shores of Lake Santa Cana.

Hunter, Earl of the Red Boar, sat high on the throne of the commander's tent, and his expression was a little wistful—he drooped his fat face, and looked at these Difender Fortress messengers with round eyes, his lips as thick as two sausages, and his red beard curled artistically, and he questioned these Difender emissaries who did not appear until after he had settled in the camp, "Difender is really not in a hurry, if I arrive two or three days late, will he wait another two or three days before he will wag his tail and beg for mercy?" ”

"No, the Lord Baron heard the news of His Excellency the Earl's army from Entre early, and he was already excited and sleepless, and he couldn't wait to grow a pair of wings and fly from the fortress of Difender to lead the horse for His Excellency the Earl." The messengers' answers made the Count of the Red Boar feel quite comfortable.

"Oh, I like to have wings these days. The worship of the Birdman is not appropriate, and I suggest you pray for Akana's blessings. Count Hunter of the Red Boar glanced contemptuously at the bandit centurion Pryor Sharp, who had defected three days earlier, "Someone has given my army 'wings', and it seems that Horton Sandersfijer has also given himself 'wings'." ”

"Our Excellency the Baron has instructed us to explain to you, the Great Sect Master, the reason why he cannot come to meet you in person." The envoy smiled awkwardly, and the leader of them immediately carefully took out the parchment handwriting of Baron Horton of Diefend from his bosom in order to prevent unnecessary coldness, and respectfully presented it in front of the red boar.

"I thought you didn't understand the rules, originally I thought that tomorrow morning, I could reward the soldiers who went with me in the lakeside village." The Count of the Red Boar took off his casual slippers, stretched out his feet from the throne, and picked up the parchment handbook from the envoy's hands with his toes, and the envoy frowned slightly, not because of this impolite behavior, but because of the strong and foul-smelling smell of the feet of the Count of the Red Boar. I saw Earl Hunter bow slightly, reach out and pick up Horton's handwritten book from his toes, tear off the dark red wax seal of the handbook, unfold him, and read it in public-

Sincerely, Grand Commander of the County of Entle, the glorious and great Earl of Entre Hunter, the glorious star of the Entre Schneider family:

Horton Sandersfiger, Baron of the Fortress of Diefend, once again sends you my heartfelt greetings, and I extend a warm welcome to your honorable entry, and I am willing to be your pawn in the attack on Yafen.

Ever since I heard the news of your army in Entre City, I haven't slept well for days. But I think it's worth it, because I finally have the chance to break free from the rule of the decaying and depraved Easttim family and throw myself under the glorious banner of Feathered Cross. I am well aware that His Excellency the Earl is also in dire need of our Fortress Difender, so I have taken the liberty of writing this letter to the great You to explain the possible misunderstanding.

First, as one of my fiefdoms, the lakeside village is also a major source of lowly taxes, and now that the lowly is under your rule, there is no need to plunder your own territory.

Second, you will wonder why I did not come to welcome you personally, and please do not feel that it is too rude to be humiliated. Because that's not the purpose of my job, I can't get out of it, especially before you reach Diefender Fortress. The reason for this must have been well known to His Excellency the Earl. Since I want to join your glorious command, of course I must take all my belongings with me, and not a single one will be left behind.

Thirdly, I have withdrawn all the defences of the Desco Terrace and the Guardian Terrace where you must pass, and if you don't trust me, you can send scouts to investigate and make sure that not a single soldier stands in your way.

Finally, I sincerely hope that you will come to the fortress of Difend as soon as possible to receive me, a longing courtier who has thrown himself into your great bosom, as soon as you come. I believe that as long as I have the fortress of Difend, the Istterms in the Knights' Valley will not dare to act rashly, and I believe that you can easily crush the walls of Yafenburg.

I sincerely pray for the blessings of Akana.

Baron of Fort Diefend

Horton Sandersfijer

January 5, 1030 -

"His Excellency's prestige is a shock to the Earl!" Jon and Sean shouted together, and the brothers put one hand on their chests and fell to their knees with a 'bang'.

"In this way, Yafen is already in danger, and my father's revenge will soon be avenged!" Jim, Baron Woodbank, smiled.

"Congratulations to His Excellency the Earl for another powerful vassal! Our influence has extended to the front teeth of Yafen. Baroness Lindisfark's courtier, Dale, and Baron Gallde's military governor, Chloe, chimed in.

"Looks like tomorrow's event is going to have to be canceled." The Earl of the Red Boar summoned the clerk of the army and handed him the handwritten letter from Horton Sandersfiger, "Clerk, this is a good evidence, and you must keep it for me." It was a voluntary gift from the Baron of Fortress Diefend. If any other people have any arguments about the use of force to usurp my territory, this letter is a great proof of my prestige. ”

The bonfires illuminated the entire camp of the Entre Army, in stark contrast to the black-lit flames of the lakeside village in the distance. The barracks of Entre were full of drunken officers and soldiers, and the commander's tent was even more lively, and the Count of the Red Boar was already drunk, and he rushed out of the curtain of the commander's tent drunk, and his face was red and pointed in the direction of Yafen and shouted wildly, and he danced with his hands and feet and scolded the last three generations of the main people of the Easttim family.

There was no need for his shouting to reach Diffenburg, Earl Walker had already heard the news of Entle's invasion, and this sinister and unusually bad news alarmed the entire Diffin's court, although the wanderers and guides were already high in the night sky, but everyone in the small castle of Diffinburgh had no sleep.

"Now that Entre has invaded my territory of Yafen, our scouts have come to report that Count Hunter Entelschnet has led a private and vassal army of about 2,000 men against me Yafen. Do you have any good way to retreat from the enemy? Walker, Earl of Affin, did not drink the El Tora from the servant, and his brown eyes were clouded.

The courtiers had a lot of discussions, but discussions always boiled down to discussions, and no one took the initiative to stand up and offer advice. The discourse is full of pessimism.

"My lord, I don't think the gateway to Yafen will be saved. Stronghold of Dieffon's Fortress has no loyalty to speak of. My brother George repeatedly sent tax collectors to collect vassal taxes from Diefend, but he almost got nothing. Now that the red boars of Entre have marched on the shores of Lake Santa Kana, and will soon reach the fortress of Difende, Baron Horton will surely turn against them. Now we can forcibly reclaim his title of Baron Diefend, and the vassals of House Isttam will never object, but this will inevitably require a sword and a sword, and perhaps before we can take the Fortress of Difend, the army of the Earl of the Red Boar has already arrived at the Fortress of Difender. Horton pierced like a poisonous needle between Yaphin and Knight Valley. All the military forces we can mobilize now are about a fraction of the Entre army. "Among the courtiers, there was finally Warlord Wayne Landmark.

"So, Wayne, what do you think our chances of victory are?" Earl Walker of Yafen agreed with the military governor's words, and he put down the good boy 'Bai Bo' in his arms.

"My lord, without the help of outside aid, our chances of victory are almost zero. But now if you go to the Ain Dynasty again to ask for reinforcements from the dwarves, it is too late, and Yuanshui obviously can't save the near fire. Wayne's tone was sincere, and he shrugged helplessly, "If the Lord is determined to live and die with Yafen, then now he can only rely on the fire attack of Lucy's Glade or hold on to Yafen Fort and hope for a miracle." In addition, there may be no other way, but it is a very happy thing to be able to live and die with the lord. ”

"Wayne, now is not the time to give your last words." Earl Walker's face was unfazed, still very calm, "You said that you used Lucy's woodland fire to burn the red boar?" ”

"Yes, the method of fire attack can still be effective in autumn, that is, the weather is dry and dry, and it is easy to ignite fire. But now it is the early spring of Lucy's woodland, and the fog is thick at night, and even the dry wood will be attached to the water droplets, and the fire plan may not be effective, not to mention the avenue that the Red Boar's Entre army has taken when they are marching, and the road is not good for the path, and it is necessary to use bait to use the fire meter. I don't think the Entle red boar would be so stupid as to be lured to the 'hook' by a small stream of bait. Wayne's analysis won the affirmation of Earl Walker, Affin.

"Alright, let's talk about this again, the enemy's army is coming, so all of us must be ready for the fierce war that will soon follow. Wayne, I agree with your idea of borrowing Lucy's woodland to fight, and your idea gives me a good idea. Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, you have worked hard, so you should step back and rest early. Earl Walker took a deep breath, waved his hand like a courtier, and left the Earl's Silver Chair alone.

A beacon fire was lit on the watchtower of Diffenburg, and Earl Walker stood on the tower of the castle in Diffinburgh and looked out at the southern horse road and the woods beside the horse road, which was the direction of the Divind Fortress, and his eyes were the beacon fire dancing in the woods of the hills, "It's time to come, it's still coming." The moonlight of the guide and wanderer shone on Walker's face, and he couldn't help but draw the sword at his waist and aim it at the brightest star in the night sky, the sword shining with a white light that was harsher than the cold moon.