Will slowly picked up the silver teacup on the small table in front of him, and took a small sip of it, a warm mellow and fragrant liquid flowing in his mouth for a moment before he reluctantly swallowed it.

Will sighed contentedly, looking up at the gray and dark sky outside the window, but he was not in a bad mood!

As a veteran who served as the captain of the wing for twenty years, then was promoted to deputy commander for fifteen years, and has just taken over the position of commander of the First Army Corps in the north of Baya for two years, Will undoubtedly belongs to the kind of traditional military veteran who is calm and arrogant with the unique arrogance of Baya soldiers.

When he came to Ron Fortress, the first fortress in Baya, the only order he gave was: the city defense is reinforced and reinforced, and it is absolutely forbidden to attack at will!

For the highest military commanders of the Ron Fortress, they don't need much bravery, they just need to hold it firmly. As long as the Ron Fortress is there, neither the Beamon nor the barbarians in the north will be able to have any effect on the hinterland of Baya behind it.

So Will, who was originally known as the Bayan Tiger on the southeast front. General Rudolph, two years after coming to Ron Fortress, developed the habit of drinking afternoon tea.

This cannot be changed today, even if there are three thousand wolf clans gathering on the opposite side of the Kundera Grand Canyon, Beamon!

Will thought with some sarcasm: Aren't these wolf Beamons hungry? Running here in winter, do you want to attack Rohn Fortress or San Francisco? Or simply go to the frozen tundra where dragons can freeze to death, and rob the tundra barbarians who are poorer than them?!

He didn't care what kind of tricks Beamon was playing, but they were definitely in vain in front of the sturdy Ron Fortress. As long as the army is allowed to hold the fortress, then all tricks will naturally be self-defeating! Those Beamon were just doing a boring farce.

Nearly forty years of military service has given Will this almost invincible confidence, even if he is about to face one of the most formidable empires in Oslo - the Beamon Empire!

Not long after Will began to enjoy afternoon tea, an officer in a gray Baya military uniform arrived in front of the office building, and Will's adjutant stepped forward, and the visitor quickly talked to the adjutant for a few words, and was taken downstairs by the adjutant to the office hall to wait.

The adjutant galloped to Will's living room, calmed down his rapid breath, and then spoke, "General, there is an urgent military situation at the northern observation post!" Because Will hates the rush of his men, his mantra in the last two years at Ron Fortress is: Take your time, it's no big deal!

Will paused, and the silver teacup he had just raised remained empty for a moment before he said lightly: "Come in!" After speaking, he slowly brought the silver teacup to his mouth, took a sip, and suddenly felt that this Darjeeling black tea from the southwest of Caesar's empire did not seem to be so rich and mellow.

The adjutant quickly but unhurriedly pushed the door in, and walked to the near place in front of the window: "Report to the general, just now there is news from the observation post in the northern city, the army of Beamon has increased rapidly again, and the number has increased from three thousand to five thousand, including five hundred people of the lion clan of Beamon's royal army!" ”

Will's wrinkled face twitched lightly when he heard this, and his long, deep and slender eyes were fascinated, and there was a faint cold light.

The arrival of the Lion Clan Beamon proves that the arrival of the Beamon army must have a major purpose, otherwise it has always been the main branch of the Royal Guard Legion of the Beamon Empire, and the Lion Clan Beamon rarely appears on ordinary battlefields.

Their appearances generally represent the appearance of important members of the royal family of the Beamon Empire.

But, what makes people nervous is that in such a cold winter, a prominent member of the Beamon royal family appeared outside the Ron Fortress, what does this mean?!

Will is confident, but not arrogant, as a good head of the army, he can despise the enemy mentally, but he must pay attention to the enemy in battle, especially when the enemy is still the Beamons.

Spiritual contempt allows humans to fear Beamon's bravery, while the emphasis on combat allows human soldiers to effectively kill and wound their enemies and save their lives.

The adjutant didn't say a word, he had been Will's lieutenant for five years, and he had learned a lot from the general, known as the Tiger of Baya, one thing to do was to stay calm, no matter how bad the situation was! Beamon hasn't come in yet, and even if 50,000 Beamon is outside Stronghold Ron, it's not worth making a fuss about.

The adjutant was well aware of General Will's character, and the adult rarely made the decision to take a risk.

Although he was the most offensive general in the Baya army, he was actually far more stable in military operations than the other generals of the principality, so he was appointed by the Grand Duke as the commander of the 1st Army of the North Baya, a position of great authority in the Bayan army.

Will lowered his head slightly, so that people could not see the expression on his face clearly, and it took a long time for him to let out a long breath, and slowly said: "I order ......", hearing these three words, the adjutant standing solemnly on the side immediately took out the notebook and pen that he carried with him at all times and recorded them.

"All troops in the fortress are on alert at once! The 1st Wing is on second-level alert! The Special Operations Air Team took turns to take to the skies and watched the movements of Beamon on the west side of the Kundera Canyon 24 hours a day. In addition, the news of the arrival of the Leon Guards on the west side of the Kundera Grand Canyon was quickly reported to the military headquarters. ”

The adjutant quickly finished recording the order in the notebook, and then handed it over, Will browsed for a moment, signed his name casually, and then took out a magic seal with a faint red light from his bosom, stamped it on the order, and handed the book back to the adjutant.

The adjutant glanced quickly, then gave a barre salute and walked quickly out of the living room.

Watching the adjutant's figure disappear into the doorway, Will slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked out from the transparent glass on the window, only to see the back of the adjutant in a hurry. And then in the distance, on the walls of the fortress, a group of soldiers were busy coming and going. On the city walls was a dark cloud of leaden gray, slowly moving towards the city, and Will sighed in his heart: a blizzard is coming! This winter is estimated to be better than the previous two years, and his old bones have not fallen apart on the southeast front, but he doesn't know if he can withstand the upcoming attack of the Beamon Empire.

Still, think about it! If you don't move, you perish!

It seems that some people in the Beamon Empire can't control the situation, and even the royal guards have moved here, do they want to scare him this old man?!