The city of the North Urn was of great significance and played an important role in the construction of the city of Boynbru. Boinbru built a total of four square urn cities, of which the south urn city faced the Gatu steppe, so among the pragmatist Wang Li, the scholars also designed it the most lightly and hastily, but built an additional square city outside the city gate. The east and west urn cities are of the same structure, divided into four layers, a single-storey outer urn city and a three-story ship-shaped inner urn city. The North Urn City has no such treatment, and in terms of structure, it is similar to the South Gate, with only a solitary single-storey outer urn city, but it is far larger than the latter, comparable to a village adjacent to Poinbru. But there is no traffic in Qianmo, and there are no chickens and dogs that smell each other, only a heavily besieged city embellished with metal. Fifty years ago, when the concept of the city defense of the Urn City was first turned into practical drawings in the hands of that generation of scholars, it was the North Urn City that was the first to be built. All the rhetoric used to symbolize sharpness was once used in the city of the North Urn, and the members of the Ranger Regiment affectionately compared it to the arrows on their longbows; Scholars have stereotypically but rigorously described it as an iron nail piercing into the Misty Mountains; Bards poetically associate it with a giant tree that stands tall in a blizzard. But the city of the North Urn was not only a sharp spear, but also a solid and heavy shield, and since the day of its completion, it has stifled the innumerable tide of plunder, and the gray tide has beaten it one after another, and smashed it at its feet, dyeing its frost-white walls a terrible scarlet, but it has never been able to penetrate the city.

Kia felt this most strongly, perhaps because of the blood of the Lion of Sarion, who always couldn't help but think of Livingston as an imaginary enemy. Patrolling all the way, he saw quivers stacked between each pheasant, and next to them were a few longbows tightly wrapped in cowhide, and the iron-clad archers stood behind the female wall, nodding when they saw Ranmarok coming—Kea had heard of this unit, and their name in Ravenston's regular army was the "Poimbru Garrison", and they were the only hoplite archers in the continent, and their elite level was directly after the national knights of the five kingdoms of Pande. Most of the soldiers of the garrison were selected from the rangers, and they had both strong physique and superb archery skills, wearing heavy armor all over their bodies, equipped with two-handed swords, and able to pull a longbow through the Yang at the same time. This is a ranged unit built specifically for garrisons, sacrificing mobility in exchange for strong hand-to-hand combat capabilities. The quiver-laden Boimbre garrison was effective against elite archers up to 500 paces away, and when they ran out of ammunition, they could also turn into a furious meat grinder in a white-knuckle battle – as shown in Duke Brenus's Memorandum of the Second Battle of the Dragon and Lion, the only fire-known general in the whole of Sarion who had ever penetrated into the heart of Ravenston and was fortunate enough to encounter sniper from the Poimbru garrison. He originally wanted to break through the Frost Bridge south of Poimbru and cross the Gato steppe to return to Sarion, but he was unable to pass through the blockade of the Boimbru garrison, so he had no choice but to turn around the direction of the march and cross the Val Snow Field to force his breakthrough through the Ice Crushing Bridge - although it was a hearty all-formation breakout, the Duke of Brenus was still haunted by his defeat under the city of Boinbru. "Not every Broken Ice Bridge has a wreck named Bogdan stationed there," he wrote in his memo, "and the great victory of the Ice Bridge reminds me all the time that there is a force in the north that has succeeded in intercepting my tactical intentions - they are not even deliberately targeting, but only routinely defending a passing enemy, and even though I and my Lion Knights are still unable to ...... an inch" At the end of the memorandum, the Duke of Brennus writes, not without regret and inexorability: "However, The Boimpur garrison has always been pinned down by the miscellaneous debris of the misty mountains, and has lost the opportunity to appear on the stage of war. My Lion Thunder Array has crushed the numbers of many archer units, but this one has become a blank in my resume. When I set foot in the north again in the coming day, I will trample their banners and the gates of Boinbru under the iron hoof! ”

Words! It's definitely empty talk! Kia muttered to himself, he had once been boiling in the face of this bold statement, but now he was coldly laughing at the author's unreality. Whether it is for the Misty Mountain tribe or other invading enemies, Boimpur is definitely a hard bone to gnaw, and its geographical location determines that there is not much good meat to fill the gap between this hard bone, and no sane general will be willing to break his good teeth for this worthless frontier land.

"Your spirit looks good, yesterday you were dying, and Damus said you were poisoned by that star. Today, the dragon is alive and well, what kind of miracle medicine have you taken? Walking around the city walls, Sir Ramaloc put his hands on the battlements and asked Esher casually.

"I don't know, but when I woke up, I found that I was almost recovered." Estheu repeated this argument three times today, but it gave it limited credibility. Ranmarok glanced at Eshu, noncommittal, but turned his gaze to Kia, and at the same time shifted the topic: "The battle on the battlefield yesterday was very exciting, and I was impressed by the fighting skills you showed. No wonder you have the ability to cross the Vaal Snow Fields. I'm curious, though......" he said slowly, but the wildness of his teeth and claws suddenly erupted from the depths of his eyes. Ranmaroke stared aggressively at Kia, like a soaring goshawk looking down on his prey, and he asked, word by word, with sharp angles, "Why, would he use the Broken Blade?" ”

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with him, he's the lieutenant assigned to our team by Viscount Ivanles." Kia shouted luck, he was almost unable to parry Ranmaroke's eagle gaze, that kind of look could easily tear apart any insincere disguise, but he didn't expect that the other party's focus was actually on Wren, and he immediately kicked the ball to Viscount Ivanles.

"Viscount Ivanles?" Ranmaroke was stunned, the wildness in his eyes instantly converged, and he lowered his head and pondered. In the entire Pander, the only one who will use the Bladebreaker as his own standard is the Falcon Knights. After the First Battle of the Dragon and Lion, they were exiled by Gregory IV for their support of the royal daughter Ursula in the struggle for the throne, so the Knights of the Falcon divided into two groups, one led by Sir Leodrey, and left the north; The others were sheltered in their domain of Fenbrey Castle by Ivanles, who was still an earl at the time, and he himself went to Livingston to protect the name of the Knights of the Falcon at the cost of angering the new king. But the budding Duke of Ryan did not give him a chance to convince the king, and he led the dragon knights into Fenbre Castle, declared the falconry knights rebels, and executed them on the spot. The returning Count of Ivan Les saw only their heads hanging from the walls of his castle. After that, the story of the new generation of northern nobles is familiar to everyone, the Falcon Knights completely disappeared from the territory of Livingston, the two families of Ivan Leus and Alexis broke up, and the era of dragons and falcons soaring came to an end.

And this Wren, does it belong to the group led by Sir Leodre to escape, or is it a survivor under the butcher's knife of Duke Alexis? His blade-breaking sword was used just right, and he reversed the situation when it was unsheathed, and it can be seen that he has quite a lot of actual combat experience. Presumably the former? Livingston no longer has a forgiving environment to train any Falcon Knight.

Grass, why are you worried about this? Ranmaroch spat out the city wall, and when the Duke came back, he would just report to himself, and the political problems would be left to him to think about the east and west. He waved his hand, just about to say something to send the two away, but his eyes were suddenly grabbed by something outside the city, he stared at the north deadly, his hand reached behind his back, took off his iron bow, and roared loudly: "All on alert! ”

At the same time, Esher and Kia were shocked by Ranmarok's look of being like a great enemy, and the two of them subconsciously followed Ranmarok's line of sight and looked out of the city walls-

A gray tide spread from the side of the Misty Mountains, slowly eating away at the white snow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then came to an abrupt halt when it was about seven hundred paces from Poynbru. In front of the tide stood three tall strong men, naked in the bitter cold, with only a white, intact wolf skin draped over their shoulders. The gray tide spread out all over the mountains behind them, surging restlessly, but they did not dare to take a step.

"Raid...... Spring tide! Kia could scarcely believe his eyes, he couldn't see the end of the tide at a glance, only the piles of human waves. 30,000? 40,000 people? It turns out that it is not without reason to call the army composed of the Misty Mountain tribes a great tide of plundering, when such a large group of people with weapons and soldiers come to the city, its oppressive force is like a natural disaster!

A crystal snowflake shattered in front of Essiu, who felt his breathing stagnate for a moment. The black, wriggling, squirming shadow of the dream crossed the mountains and appeared on the plain in front of Poimbru, in reality, in ...... in front of him.

Winter, finally coming, like a predestined fate, inevitably coming, who wrote the prophecy? And who is writing for him?

"Report!"

"Report!"

The two sentinels rushed up to the North Urn City almost in no order, both out of breath: "Sir, East/West Gate, ...... Found ......"

"If you're talking about those barbarians in the Misty Mountains, I've seen it, and I don't need to report it." Ranmaroke waved his hand, interrupting the two, his face tense, and the wildness of his teeth and claws erupted from the depths of his pupils again, "It's finally here, let me wait." The patrol is over, so get your team armed and ready to go. From a distance of seven hundred paces, he and the three strong men looked at each other viciously, and their eyes tore at each other in the raging wind.