"Bell, bell, bell......"

In the early morning, a long bell rang in Drifting Snow City, which was the signal for the Jingbei Army to go on the expedition.

The soldiers marched out of the wide streets of Snowfall in a neat line, enjoying the cheers of the people on the side of the streets.

Except for Lin Xuan, everyone felt that there was no suspense that they would win.

The Jingbei Army also has such confidence, and every soldier of the Jingbei Army is a professional soldier who has received long-term training and wears sophisticated equipment.

In terms of combat experience, the Jingbei Army has been in constant skirmishes with the wilderness tribes all year round, and they are all soldiers who have seen blood.

In terms of high-end combat power, there are dozens of knights and thousands of quasi-knights serving in the Jingbei Army.

Therefore, even in the face of a powerful enemy like an ogre, the Jingbei Army also held a belief in victory from top to bottom.

The so-called arrogant generals are probably like this, and arrogant generals should never be a derogatory term, and only the army that promises cannot win the battle.

Marquis Wade and several high-ranking officers rode at the front of the procession, all wearing plain and heavy plate armor, which at first glance looked inconspicuous, but a closer look could tell that the armor was beyond ordinary protection.

The Golden Dragon Kingdom is still martial, and the martial atmosphere in the Northland is the strongest place in the kingdom, as the Houmen of the Northland, almost all the adult males of the Lancet family are in the army, except for the necessary left-behind personnel, almost all the adult males of the Lancet family are in the team, including several elder brothers of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan didn't do anything else, although the Lancet family did not have too fierce internal struggles, there were always some open and secret battles, and these things were always unavoidable. Naturally, there is not much affection between relatives.

Lin Xuan just stood on top of the city tower and watched Marquis Wade, who had a serious expression, slowly leaving the city with a large army.

At last the cheering people gradually dispersed, and the noise gradually calmed down again.

"Sander"

"Young Master"

"Are the Dark Riders ready?"

"You can fight at any time."

"Good"

"Let's go, go back to Houfu."

The warm breeze of early spring was blowing in his face, but Lin Xuan felt colder and colder, and as time passed, the uneasiness in Lin Xuan's heart became stronger and stronger.

This kind of hunch has no basis, but it is Lin Xuan's innate talent, this talent often allows Lin Xuan to always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but this time Lin Xuan felt a little powerless for the first time.

Hopefully, you won't need the Dark Riders.

……

"Kleiman reports to you."

In Ironwood City, Richard is inspecting the cavalry sent by various families, Kleiman Nader is the second son of Viscount Nader, and has the strength of a peak quasi-knight, but it is still slightly inferior to the quasi-knight of the Hunter family who cultivates the breath of the beast.

Kleiman was at this time in accordance with the covenant with more than 100 cavalry of the Nader family to Ironwood City to report to Richard.

After the display of strength the day before yesterday, the families did not dare to play any more moths for Richard, they were all real elite cavalry, and Viscount Nader and the other three barons gathered three hundred horses to Ironwood City to listen to the order.

After a brief lecture, Richard made a preliminary mixture of 600 cavalry, including the Hunter cavalry.

The cavalry were temporarily organized into ten teams and scattered to the edge of the Ironwood and the wilderness as scout cavalry, and Kreman became the captain of a troop of cavalry.

Richard didn't specifically target anyone, everything was arranged according to strength, some quasi-knights, and Richard didn't bother to waste that thought.

However, Richard's fair behavior caused some respect and less resistance from the newly arrived cavalry.

After arranging the patrol of the cavalry, Richard turned and left.

"Master Kleiman, are we?"

"Do as Lord Richard asks, and don't mess around."

"Yes"

Kleiman had to admit that Richard, a young man who was a few years younger than him, had an aura that he had to be convinced.

Richard didn't know about the conversation that had taken place after he left, but he probably laughed it off when he did.

The so-called pattern and strength generally depend on the position of the person, and Richard, who owns the Invincible Castle of Heroes, can now obtain four crusader allegiances with knightly strength every week, and naturally has a stronger self-confidence, which is manifested in the eyes of others as a heroic man with great power.

Richard's hasty departure naturally had something more important,

A new week is coming, new buildings to build, and the troops in the various camps have been retrained for his recruitment.

When you open the building page of the megalithic fort, the high-ranking ones such as the temple cavalry battalion and Cloudsdale are still all gray, as if they have been restricted by something

After a little consideration, Richard prioritized upgrading the Griffin Tower to the Advanced Griffin Tower, and then easily upgraded all the griffons in the team to Royal Griffons.

After recruiting the new week's refreshed troops, Richard's army has become.

Spearmen (90), Archers (50), Royal Griffons (29), Crusaders (14),

The strength has been improved again,

Richard sent his griffons to the wilderness near the Sixth War Zone to carry out reconnaissance, and in Richard's arrangement, the reconnaissance cavalry and griffons complemented each other, and if there was really an ogre from the north, he could also respond at the first time.

……

"Ah, help me!"

The miserable howl ended with a tingling bite and chewing sound.

Deep in the Iron Wood Forest, a group of ogres is chasing a tribe of half-elves, who will be killed by the ogres almost as soon as they are caught up, and the huge difference in strength between the two sides makes the half-elves have almost no room for resistance.

"Al, you fled with your people to human territory."

"Elder, what about you?"

"I'll stop them, or no one will be able to escape."

Breaking the tail to survive is the most tragic and effective way to escape.

Although the man known as Al had tears in his eyes, he did not dare to delay this precious time any longer, and fled to the edge of the Iron Wood Forest with the only dozen remaining clansmen.