The news of the victory spread all the way north, to every corner of Svadia.

From the beaches of Paravon to the streets of Dehrim, all people, nobles and commoners, rich and beggars, knew that Svadia's army, led by King Haraus and Count Dilinerd, had taken over the most prosperous city in the kingdom of Rhodok, Viruga, and took over the richest part of the southern kingdom.

In the hall of Fort Repalet, the barons and knights left behind by the Count of Lafadzi gathered together to hold a feast and talk and laugh.

The soldiers at the head of the city also chatted about the south, and by the way teased the nobles who went to war.

Under the city walls, a dark shadow was rapidly approaching, and the soldiers defending the city noticed him and immediately shouted.

Soon they recognized the emblem on the garment and the voice of the man, who had been sent out today to deliver a letter to the village to the north, and to fetch some mulled wine.

However, at this time, he seemed very frightened, and his anxious shouts could be heard even behind the city walls, and his arms were constantly waving, for fear that others would not see him.

The soldiers guarding the gate hurriedly opened the gate and let him into the city, and the soldiers and officers in the vicinity gathered to ask what had happened, which made him so panicked.

A few minutes later, the horn on the rampart was blown, and the sentry was ushered into the castle hall by the surprised officer.

Half a year later, the bronze bell in the center of the castle was runged, and all the soldiers and peasants who were wandering around the castle were called back, and then the gates were closed, and the drawbridge over the moat was raised, and in a tense atmosphere, all the archers in the castle were sent to the head of the castle, and all eyes were fixed on the north.

For a whole hour, there was no sound on the walls.

Until, the dull sound of the Nord horn and the trumpet, a black line stretched from the horizon, wide and suffocating.

All kinds of chain mail and chain mail reflected in the sunlight, and axes and spears stood like trees.

Huge shields marched forward in a row, and trumpeters on dwarf-drawn carriages blew their horns.

The Yars were at the head of the line, brandishing their swords and axes at the soldiers behind them.

“fremad， kriger!”

The shouts of the Nords echoed across the plains, and in the hearts of the castle defenders.

Svadia and Nord have not had a major war for decades, and half of the border defenses have been diverted south.

They don't know why the Nords are here at this time, but it's unknown whether their existing forces will be able to stop them......

A few hours later, a flag that did not belong to Swadia appeared outside Fort Tilbert in the north of the kingdom.

The Earl of Greyward had already arrived at the head of his fiefdom castle, staring at the army outside the walls.

Tens of thousands of infantry and thousands of Vecchian archers surrounded the castle, while the knights wielding long axes circled the castle with their cavalry, occasionally deliberately approaching the walls and humiliating the defenders inside in the Vecchian dialect.

Their troops were not neat, but their morale was high. While the engineers were building siege engines, some would even pout their butts at the walls.

The Vychia Boyers laughed at the boys' behavior, but they didn't forbid it. They need a way to have fun, and their army wants them to go out of the city in anger to fight them.

In the face of such an arrogant and huge army, Earl Greyward frowned and thought for a while, and quickly prepared a plan for the defense of the city, and appointed someone to carry it out.

He himself went back to his room, wrote a letter with a solemn countenance, had it copied several times, and then tied it to the legs of several pigeons that flew to Paraven and Decherem......

In the eastern steppes of Svadia, herders graze their cattle and sheep as usual, while their wives and children prepare dinner in their tents.

The day would have passed so peacefully and contentfully, until they found the mice and hares running around the prairie, and the crows and vultures that flew by Luff in the sky.

A few brave herdsmen picked up their family's old wooden bows and rode on their traveling horses to check on the situation.

They rode a few kilometers east and saw the dust kicked up by the horses' hooves.

Their bodies began to tremble, and the ordinary Kugit horse bandit team would definitely not dare to be arrogant, and they didn't seem to have that strength.

Thousands of people from it

The herdsmen began to retreat, and the nomadic banners of the Kugit Khanate were floating in the sky.

The herdsmen turned their horses around and began to flee, but countless arrows fell on the ground where the herdsmen had been, and stabbed them fiercely.

After a while, the herdsmen's tent settlement was completely chaotic, and the people threw the most valuable things on horseback, and then began to move towards the castle with their families.

And those who don't have horses are out of luck.

When the hooves of the horses of the Kugit steppe broke through their tents, when the sabers slashed over them, they could only wail and wait for death, for the Kugit people to take their property and lives.

Hundreds of soldiers in scale armor and steppe horses in armor rushed into the village. The tents were uprooted in the rush of the horses, and the herdsmen, young and old, who could not leave, were hacked to death with knives as long as they got in the way of the Kugit cavalry.

The lancers charged in rows and ran over, and the mounted archers took cover from both flanks. The Svadia patrol that had come to check on the situation was instantly overwhelmed by thousands of cavalry, and not a single one was killed.

The flames burned, the horses neighed, the village turned to ashes and vanished, and the flags of Kugit were planted in the nearby grasslands.

Soon, the other herdsmen rushed to the castle, where they could hold off the attack of the Kugit cavalry.

The army of Kugit was invincible, and the Svadian nobles who dared to fight were defeated.

The local nobles had no choice but to flee to the castle for refuge and send messengers for support.

King Haraus was still celebrating their victory in Viruga and tried to continue south, and the army made a beeline for Djerkhala.

He didn't know what was happening on the frontiers of the Swadia kingdom at this time.

Neither the pigeon nor the messenger could send him the news directly.

The kingdom's army was too deep, and Rhodok had gathered a real army, elected a marshal, and intended to launch a counterattack.

The enemies of the Svadia Kingdom suddenly increased several times over.