Grafs. Baron Hilton has been a bit annoyed lately. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As one of the new members of the army who had only been promoted through the Military Academy after the comprehensive reform, Wendland was convinced of the theory of the Speaker of Orfin, so when the Speaker decided to go to war against the ancient kingdom of Astor in the north, he immediately joined the front line and joined the glorious battle.

Originally, he was assigned to the 7th Mobile Armored Division, the most famous of which in Wendland, was organized by Horace. The Earl of Arcrio's troops had always been the vanguard of major battles, and the Baron of Hilton had hoped to take advantage of this war to establish a meritorious service and win glory for his family, but the reality was contrary to his assumptions.

Yes, they did charge ahead, and within thirty minutes of storming the border with Astor they met with fierce resistance, but "Bull" Horace. Count Ekrio swept through the enemy with the strength of the Golden Order, and three hours later, the Eastern Front Combat Corps, spearheaded by the 7th Mobile Panzer Division, drove straight in, becoming the first Windland army to attack the hinterland of Aster.

The plan was to break through the defenses of the recalcitrant remnants of Aster, pass through the Misty Forest into the Mordred Plateau, join up with the rest of the Wendland army, cross the Swamp, and go straight to Aster's royal capital, Camillo.

However, the 7th Mobile Panzer Division, which was famous in all directions, met with fierce resistance from Astel in the Misty Forest.

The Third Legion of Aster, also known as the Northern Rangers, commanded Willa Hill. Although General Strass is a woman, the Earl, who has the title of "Wall of the Kingdom", is a headache for Baron Hilton and even the entire Eastern Front Army.

In the first battle on the Plains of Trestan Plain, Wendland's army had an absolute advantage, and the power of the Type 79 magic cannon was undoubted, relying on the inclination of artillery fire, and then swept by heavy cavalry, in this way, they captured several strategic fortresses in a row, and at this time, Aster's Third Army was also unable to stop Wendland's iron hooves.

However, this situation changed after the battlefield moved from the vast plains of Trestan to the misty forest with complex terrain.

Baron Hilton had often seen the faint morning fog in the early morning in the countryside of Wendland, but he had no idea that the dense fog in the Misty Forest would become such an obstacle.

The intricate entanglement of roots and tendrils made it impossible for the heavy cavalry to gallop freely, and the artillery was nothing more than a pile of iron lumps in poor visibility, which did nothing but waste ammunition, and even more frightening were the partisans of Aster.

For a long time, Baron Hilton's nightmares would have the appearance of that long whistle, and the rain of arrows that accompanied it, and he didn't know how Astor could accurately locate the trace of his troops in the forest with almost no vision, and when Wendland attacked and prepared to pursue, he could not find the shadow of the enemy at all.

Count Ekrio had tried to force his way through the line, using brute force to clear the trees and break through Aster's defenses, but it didn't take long for them to encounter something else that was difficult to deal with.

That's the Dryad.

Baron Hilton vividly remembered the first time he saw this ugly monster, when the knight of Wendland, along with his crotch horse, was hoisted by the thick dark green thorns, tossed into the sky, fell to the earth in a scream, and was then decomposed and eaten by the other dryads, and in an instant, a small group of centaurs were wiped out by the terrible monster, until Count Ecrio intervened.

Baron Hilton didn't know that they had strayed into the Dryad's settlement, and over the course of three days, Wendland's army defeated dozens of Dryads, which directly led to the movement of the remaining Dryads to the north, and at the same time, Wendland's advance plan was also put on hold, and the war entered a stalemate.

And now, Graves. Baron Hilton got the latest news, the "lone wolf" Lexington on the Central Front. Count Salas had breached the fortress of Trestan, known as the "Fortress of Immortality", where the little princess of Aster, Princess Elifers, was reported, but there seems to be no news of her being killed or captured.

Baron Hilton did not have much interest in a princess he had never met, and he was concerned about the progress of the entire front: the current battlefield on the Western Front Durant. Viscount Sidneya had won a great victory, advancing his troops on the Mordred plateau, and achieving great results at very little cost in the face of the rabble of Aster; In the Central Battlefield, after breaching the Fortress of Trestan, Wendland can drive straight into Lexington. The Count of Salas is probably already sweeping the snowy plateau by now, waiting to join forces on the Western Front before attacking Zedi.

Only they, the Eastern Front Army, used to be the 7th Mobile Armored Division of the Wendelan Advance Army, were still playing hide-and-seek with the bastards of Astelle in this damn forest, slowing down the progress of the entire front.

Baron Hilton was a little worried.

Speaker Alphen has always advocated speaking with strength, and the current war is the stage for all parties in Wendland to show their strength. Viscount Sidney will inevitably be reused, the earl's title is already in the bag, and Lexington. The Count of Salas was also a young man, and although he was a centrist who did not advocate war, the results were enough to secure his position at home.

Only his immediate boss, Horace. Count Ekrio has not achieved anything for a long time, and if he really waits for the friendly forces of other fronts to cleanse Astelle's army on the Mordred plateau, and then come to this misty forest to help them, then public opinion in the country will definitely start to laugh at this former bull, and His Excellency will also have a lower evaluation of them.

"Alas...... What to do. ”

Astelle's winters were much colder than those of Wendland, and the endless snow that stained the forest with a snow-white color, combined with the gray-white fog, made Baron Hilton, who was born in the warm and humid Sicilian province south of Wendland, quite uncomfortable, and now he curled up in a heavy blanket and kept warm by the fire.

He was holding a book on the theory of magic by a Wendland scholar, but he had only turned a page after reading it for half an hour, his mind was not in the words, but in his breath, the white mist dissipated in the warm air, reminding him of the annoying fog outside the tent.

It was at this moment that he heard a terrible howl from afar.

"What's the situation?"

At first Baron Hilton thought it was a snow wolf in the forest or something, but he soon realized that something was wrong, it was not the howl of a snow wolf, nor a wild boar or some other creature, this low roar was closer to some kind of legendary creature.

Uneasy from the bottom of his heart, Baron Hilton hurriedly put down the book in his hand, put on his boots, put on his coat and hurried out of the tent.

Then, while he was pleasantly surprised by what he saw, a heavier fear grew in his heart.

The fog lifted.

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