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Walking on the corpses of the defenders of Diefend, the drawbridge of the Diefonde Fortress was lowered by the monsters who rushed in, and beyond the main building of the fortress was a large army of the Dark Army. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe only children of the defenders of Diefende and the farmers of the lakeside village remained in the main building of the closed fortress. The surviving defenders piled up all the tools and objects they could find in the main building of the fortress at the main gate. Standing in a semi-arc inside the door, they just stared at the gate of the main building, outside the gate of the main building, the ram of the dead man's head rushed to the solid gate controlled by the goblin constantly launched a continuous impact on the solid gate, and the strong impact made the hearts of these surviving warriors only pray for the horn that still did not sound in the north of the Diefend Fortress.

Matt Wilder's heart was already unsettled.

He wiped the blood from his saber and inserted it back into the scabbard at his waist, then turned around and walked straight to the ornament cabinet under the heraldic cloth hanging wall of the main building of the fortress.

A silver statue of Arcana sits atop a cabinet that recreates the scene of Arcana smiling and blessing her prostrate people.

Mart nodded slightly, reverently raised her hands, folded them in front of her chest, closed her eyes as if in a heavy meditation, and his mind flashed images of hope, the warm hair of the hounds, the warm greetings of the people of Yafen, the vows in the castle of Yafen, and the remote village of Braenin. He considered these precious memories to be the blessings of the goddess whom he worshipped and believed in, so much so that he had to pray to earn that moment of peace in his heart.

At the foot of the Red Mountains in the north, Count Coulosius of Yafen finally met the dwarven reinforcements that Arno had brought in. It's just that the atmosphere between the leaders is not harmonious.

"With all due respect, the battle strategy adopted by His Excellency the Earl is completely risky!" The Winterte chieftain Bob and the Celtic chieftain Nukental shook their heads after hearing the Count's plan.

"Do you have a better way to solve the problem that lies ahead of us Trians?" Count Colossius questioned the two chiefs.

"I think we should join forces and send scouts to Niermont to find out where Niermont is going, and then leave some of our troops to garrison Red Hill while we go to Difender Fortress to relieve the siege." Nukenthal, the halfling Celtic chieftain, spoke his mind.

"In this way, we have completely lost the initiative on the battlefield, and we are also passively beaten." Count Colossius waved his hand and said with a stern expression, "I know what your Majesty's attitude is, and I will also tell you my attitude, if the monsters force us Yafen too tightly, I can take Yafen's army and the people of Yafen to hide in the Perland Desert, let the monsters occupy a large area of land, and then these monsters will simply drive straight into your mountain rock pass, maybe they don't need to kill the mountain rock pass, they can directly flip through your king's mountain like invading us." Then you'll get a taste of how fierce these monsters are! I mean, this is not a war of our Trian race at all, this is our war! ”

Loki nodded silently, if he had been Cullosius, he might have made the same choice. Even if it's a risky choice. He deeply understood that Count Coulosius's approach was completely out of desperation and the right choice - the troops were divided into two routes, with Arno and Durin leading half of the Red Mountain to resist the enemy, and the halfling of Haflinburg and the Dwarves of Shanyanguan along the Red Mountain through the Lucy Glade to meet with the strong knights of the Valley of Knights to support the Fortress of Difender at the mouth of the Difender Crossing Bridge, while Count Colossius led the other half of the Trian garrison with the Ironguard of Orangebeard Loki and the Red Dwarves of the Winterte tribe of Port Havalo along the Red Mountain to West Niermont, The ultimate goal is to use one or two forces to thrust like sharp knives into the enemy's base camp on the northern shore of Lake Santa Cana.

"In that case, we might as well listen to the opinion of the current leader of our Al Ain dynasty." While Loki pondered Count Culosius' strategy without saying a word, the two chiefs, Wintert and Celtic, left the final decision to him.

"Actually—" Loki was a little weak-hearted, his uncle's orders were still in his ears, and agreeing with Count Colossius's idea was tantamount to putting some of his fellow dwarves in danger of being bait, but if he didn't, as his friend Arno the one-eyed dragon had said and now Culosius had said, if Jarphin was destroyed or passive resistance was adopted, the Al Ain dynasty would eventually suffer the catastrophe of a monster invasion.

"How's that, Captain of the Guard. If you agree with me, let's move forward together, if you refuse, I suggest you leave quickly with your support army, our alliance is over, there is no Yafen in the world, only the evil world outside Shanyan Pass and Shanyan Pass! "Count Colossius didn't mean to joke at all.

"Actually, I think Count Culosius's proposal is correct. For today's plan, we can only take one step at a time and move forward according to the established goals! Your thoughts are too selfish, as the Count said, this is our war, and the defeat of Jaffin is our defeat! Loki almost crushed his teeth, but he finally made such a difficult decision that defied the instructions of Monta XII.

Loki's rhetoric left the two tribal chiefs speechless. The two armies finally got together in a meeting filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Count Culosius was fully aware that his current plan was a presumptuous move based on observation and speculation. But there is no better solution.

He speculated that the Neermont, which was determined to prepare for a blitzkrieg, did not have a large number of monsters, and that there were no enemies in ambush in the Moore Gorge that he was going to pass. He had only come to this conclusion by a few clues - no monstrous army had attacked him from the direction of Nilmont, and the only soldier who had returned alive from the Raqqa stronghold in Mor Canyon. But this is not a good thing, so that he has no way of knowing what is going on beyond the Red Mountain, and it is very likely that Nilmont will lose his life if the monsters become another base camp for the monsters, or if the monsters have already set up an ambush in the Moore Canyon.

However, based on the very detailed report from Diefonde, he was certain that the monsters' base camp on the northern shore of Santa Kana Lake must be extremely empty right now, and that the dwarven reinforcements that Arno and Durin had brought in and the knights of the Knight's Valley who were about to join them would be the key to keeping Diefond and attracting the monsters' attention.

"Soldiers of Yafen, warriors of Snow Country! Speed, give me speed! Come on! There was a look of eagerness on his red face, and the pale sapphire on the hilt of the Easttim Reforged Sword he was holding in his hand shone brightly. He no longer thought about the fate that might come him, but led the force, which still had a glimmer of hope to win peace for Yafin, towards Niermont, west of the Red Mountain.

“move・faster!the・king's・bodyguard!the・fighter・of・velt!” Orangebeard, Loki, and the Winterte chieftain Bob shouted orders for their armies to keep up.

The calm picture of Niermont under the White Snow Mountain and Count Coulosius has been very different, this place has become a scorched ruin, the broken Sharp family flag is fluttering in the cold wind, the entire ruins of the Niermont Wooden Fort exude a strong smell of rotting corpses, the ruins of the ruined walls are everywhere There are traces of complete plunder and slaughter, but in the end there are still no monsters to defend this place, Colossius is secretly glad that the situation here is exactly the same as previously speculated, Even with extreme emptiness.

Kurosius couldn't help but shudder, his clenched palms covered with cold sweat. The desolation and gloom made him wonder if what his eyes saw was real.

"Your Excellency, the monsters have left traces of their march, and they are heading towards the west, presumably pushing heavy siege equipment." Loki the Orange Beard hated the smell of a carrion and couldn't help pinching his garlic clove-like nose.

"It seems that they are preparing to attack the town of White, Earl Anderson, through the Moore Grove below White Mountain. Also, Lord Loki, how long do you think these traces have been here? Count Colossius took a deep breath and steadied himself before remembering to test his suspicions.

"The climate under the White Snow Mountain is not very suitable for corpses to decompose, but His Excellency the Earl has also seen the appearance of those corpses, plus the sparse moss that has just grown under those footprints. The devastating destruction must have been twelve or three days ago. "Orangebeard Loki examines the ruins of the battlefield quite carefully, and his analysis is almost consistent with Count Culosius's reasoning.

"Thank you, General Orangebeard. Your analysis should be correct. Culosius's voice was dejected, and from time to time he looked at the burned Castle of Nilmont.

"Your Excellency, do you need to send someone to bury these war dead? I immediately sent someone to carry it out. Coolosius deliberately avoided Orangebeard's gaze and turned his head, "I'm sorry, no one survived here, and all your fellow Trians were killed in battle." I know the banner of the Sharp family, and I know that some of these guys I know... I share your grief. ”

"Ahh Culosius sighed lightly, as if a fierce war was going on in his mind, but in the end he still drooped his head, refused to meet the eyes of Orange Beard, looked at the sky, and said coldly: "Their souls have flown to the temple of Arcana, a land of tranquility full of flowers and sunshine. Our priority now is to march quickly and pass through the Moore Gorge as quickly as possible before the enemy realizes his fatal mistake, like a sharp knife to the heart of the enemy. Stop thinking about these meaningless rituals, they... It's all already.... ”

"This—" For Loki, Count Colossius's words were difficult for him to completely convince and understand. The Trians, he knew, had always arranged an informal funeral for those who had died in battle, but a priest had to pray for them so that the spiritually ascensed soul could ascend to the temple. Even if the dwarf of the Snow Country of Ain is a difficult way to accept the corpse of his compatriots in the wilderness, even if the dead in front of him and himself are deeply hated by each other, he will never let this lonely corpse lie in the dead place and slowly decay, he will dig a pit, spread a layer of soil in the pit to bury it well, and then build two or three stones is the best destination for the corpse.

"Loki, do as I say! Nobody wants these heroic people to be in the wilderness. But we have other tasks on our bodies, and time will never wait for anyone. If we can win, we can avoid more tragedies! Cullosius finally looked Loki in the eye, his eyes filled with tears, and Culosius raised his hand and pointed to his chest, "For me, they live forever, live with me!" ”

"Ah, I see." Loki looked at the teary eyes and was stunned. He could read Count Colossius' mood at the moment, and with the same heaviness, he commanded his dwarven subordinates in a loud voice, "Ensemble! keep・moving！ ”