"Let's go!" He spat out the word with a strong commanding meaning from between his lips.

It doesn't matter if it's not.

Civilization will triumph over barbarism.

This time, we will win! All glory belongs to the Vikings, to the king!

……

North of the continent, Bucks City.

Compared to when it was first conquered by the dragons, the city that was once the capital of the clan is now much larger. The main change is the addition of large areas of green space around the city. That's the easiest way to do it, plant the tree and wait for it to sprout. Harvesting is prohibited in areas where saplings have already grown. These include several hills, a tributary of the Pantuo River that runs from the west and north. In order to facilitate farming, a number of new villages were set up in the distance of a large area of the field.

Tianfeng stood on the balcony on the second floor of the City Lord's Mansion, holding the fence with both hands, looking proudly and proudly into the distance.

Although everything here is planned by Tianhao, the actual work is Tianfeng is in charge.

The importance of war overwhelmed everything.

Tianfeng was transferred from his position as the "Governor of the North" and came to Bucks City to serve as the commander of the Western Theater appointed by the Regent.

Two legions were assembled in Bucks City, and the number of warships of the river fleet was constantly increasing.

Although Hu Yaoxian is an arrogant person, he is very smart and knows what choice he should make in the current situation.

The reinforcements were defeated by the whites, and Tiger Gang was killed.

This was a big blow to Hu Yaoxian, and it finally made him realize the gap in comprehensive strength between him and the dragon clan. When the messenger sent Tianhao and Shi Rui to jointly sign the cooperation document, he did not hesitate to stamp his seal on the paper.

The bald eagle delivered the copy of the document signed by the Tiger King to Tianhao and Tianfeng almost simultaneously as quickly as possible. According to the previous agreement, Tianfeng sent a fully loaded Third Legion from Buck City and directly stationed in Bloodclaw City.

Except for the regent's trusted brother, no one had such power.

After that, a large number of military supplies also arrived in Bloodclaw City. The largest share of this is ammunition.

Tianfeng heard hurried footsteps behind him. He quickly turned around and saw the cheerful adjutant walking briskly through the door.

The adjutant held a cylindrical document in his hand, and with indescribable excitement and excitement, he maintained the indispensable etiquette and handed it to Tianfeng: "Your Excellency, this is the information that has just been sent. Everything was in accordance with the predictions of His Royal Highness the Regent, and the whites finally crossed the river. ”

Tianfeng unfolded the information rolled into a paper tube with both hands, and quickly scanned it with his sharp gaze.

According to the battle plan formulated by Tianhao before, the Pantuo River has important geographical significance. Because of the geographical and hydrological advantages, the white invading army from the south who broke through the Suolong Pass had a high probability of choosing to cross the river here. The mountains on both sides of the canyon are barren, the vegetation is mostly shrubs and wild grasses, and there are no building materials to use. The fact that the scouts sent by the Duke of Vlamal were able to discover the so-called "abandoned wood processing plant" in the upper northern part was also an important part of the plan.

The whites had to get some timber, just not too much, enough for them to build a pontoon bridge over the Pantuo River, saving a little or even two.

As long as the generals are in their right minds, they will not choose to build ships. After all, materials are limited, and in terms of speed and efficiency of transportation, no amount of ship can compare to a bridge.

"Good, that's what I want!" Tianfeng excitedly flicked the paper with his fingers, and a serious and cold expression floated on his face: "Pass on my order, the river fleet must complete preparations within the specified time, and it cannot set off later than the early morning of tomorrow." At the same time, contact Changlin's Third Legion, it's almost time to move, and let those damn whites taste our awesomeness! ”

……

To the south, on the west bank of the Pantuo River.

Turner sat on a small wooden bench at the top of the watchtower, arquebus reclining on his shoulder. He held a small steel file in his right hand and a bone in his left hand, grinding it intently.

This is a piece of the leg bone joint of the northern giant. Turner divided it into several pieces, just the size of a Caucasian adult's wrist, and the beads were easy to see.

This is the finest and most beautiful giant bone block Turner has ever seen. The color is slightly yellowish, and it has a special texture that is smoother and warmer than jade and jewelry. Unlike the hollow leg bones, the joints are rich in calcium, which, combined with the environment in which the giant lives and the daily eating habits, make it an excellent raw material for handicrafts.

Hotges stood next to Turner, a devoted soldier who spent most of his duty looking north of the Pantuo River, rather than pretending like Turner.

He's still too tender after all. The nineteen-year-old's mind was full of fantasies, and a few encouraging words from an officer could make Hodges's blood boil. However, he also reaped tangible benefits from the war———— Hodges found a small amount of gold at Suolong Pass, and secretly obtained some silver nuggets stored there before the main army could occupy the warehouse.

These things are worth more than five hundred pounds together. In the countryside where Hodges lived all year round, this money was enough to make him a rich man in the eyes of everyone.

Hodges was a staunch supporter of the war. He was in favor of what Duke Flamar had said in public———— the giants of the north were a bunch of unintelligent beasts, who were only worthy of being slaves.

The last Giant Prisoner of War revolt had a great impact, but the awkward phrase "learn to grasp the city" quickly spread among the Viking Kingdom's officers and soldiers. Everyone has a legend that there is gold everywhere, and you can pick it up by bending down. The ridiculous thing is that the giants knew nothing about such a vast amount of wealth, and they treated gold nuggets as stones, and their favorite things were salt and meat.

Hodges glanced down at Turner and asked unhappily, "When are you going to get it?" I've been standing here for over an hour, and it's time for you to take over. ”

Attentive Turner replied without looking up, "Give me another twenty minutes." There's a bit of a flaw in this bone, and I have to get rid of it. ”

Hodgeth frowned, but was intrigued by Turner: "I know you're making giant beads, but I don't understand, how much money can you make if this thing is sold?" ”

Turner stopped what he was doing and looked up at the young man standing beside him, a ostentatious smile on his face.

"At least fifty pounds." When he said this, he was like a rich man with a lot of money: "This is still the selling price in the county." If you get it in a big place like the capital, you might be able to sell it for eighty pounds. ”

"So much?" Hodges' eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulous expressions: "You're not kidding, are you?" ”

He suddenly felt that the gold and silver nuggets he had secretly hidden were a pile of garbage.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" The corners of Turner's mouth turned up, and he said with a sense of superiority exclusive to middle-aged people and those who came over: "The aristocracy, especially those ladies and ladies of high society, they like to decorate with such beads. ”

Hodgeth's brow was still tightened: "I don't understand, it's just a pile of dead people's bones, this thing can be faked, just dig a few more graves." ”

"No, no, no, you can't understand this special material that is a work of art." Turner's head shook like a rattle: "The giants are very different from our bones, they are whiter in color, similar in texture to ivory, and the good parts of it are even better than ivory. What's more, we have not been able to defeat them, there are no prisoners of war, there are not enough corpses, so this string of beads can be sold for a very high price. ”

Hodges pondered for a long time, then hesitated and said, "Turner, I don't think this thing will sell for fifty pounds." ”

"It can't be!" Turner was utterly despised by this.

"Listen to me." Hodgeth was sincere: "We just won a big battle, killing thousands of northern giants. A lot of people in the barracks are doing the same work as you are now. Think about it, if they all have the same idea as you, go back and take out the bone bracelet they made and sell it...... There are too many, and the battle is not over yet, and it is said that there are as many as a million giants in the "Learning to Grasp the City". ”

With that, Hodges turned around and continued to look towards the north in the distance.

The words were vague, but Turner understood the meaning. His face turned pale and his gaze wandered.

“…… This should not be the case you said. He was stubborn and resolutely refused to admit defeat: "No, this thing is very valuable, and it will never be ......."

Suddenly, Hodges erupted into a scream.

"Look, what's that?"

Turner was stunned for a moment, quickly rolled over and got up from the ground, hurriedly took out the monocular from his coat pocket, and looked in the direction of Hodgeth's finger.

In the distance, some black spots appeared, dozens of them, densely packed.

Soon, they were closer.

The number has also increased. Not the previous dozens, but more than hundreds of parts that can be seen in the telescope alone.

"It's a boat!" Turner heard his voice tremble: "Yes, it's the giant's ship." ”

He had never seen a boat of this style.

And this is the territory of the northern giants, and the honorable Duke of Vlamal did not give the order to build ships nearby.

"Alert! It's the giants, damn they are coming! ”

Hodgeth screamed, grabbed the whistle hanging on his chest and stuffed it into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and blew it desperately with the greatest strength of his life.

The whistle was heard under the tower.

Soon, a warning bell rang from the guard tower not far away.

……

Dressed in the standard armor of the Dragon Navy, Zhenchao stood on the foredeck of the flagship "Fang", staring ahead with vigilant eyes.

Tianhao has been vigorously promoting young people, especially those who have sworn allegiance to themselves and have been trained in systematic subjects. There are too many vacancies that need to be filled, and it is not about seniority or family history, but only about personal ability.

It is undoubtedly a privilege to sit in the position of "commander of the river fleet" at the age of twenty-six. This kind of thing will definitely cause criticism in the era of civilization, and even cause large-scale discussions on the Internet. However, the actual situation is very different from what is imagined———— according to the habits of the northern barbarians, ten years old is already considered an adult. Zhenchao has been in the adult world for sixteen years, and combined with his strong comprehension and efficiency in learning, he has been able to stand out from other competitors and become a commander who is highly appreciated by the regent.

"Each detachment carried out the first set of plans, lined up in horizontal formation, and opened fire."

Zhenchao's command was simple and clear, without any delay.

Eighty percent of the strength of the river flotilla was mobilized for this mission. Except for two detachments left to patrol the river and be responsible for daily vigilance, the rest of the warships were here. Although the Pantuo River was wide, it was not enough to accommodate all the battleships in a line, so it could only be arranged in multiple detachments to fire at the pontoon bridge across the river within line of sight.

The 200-millimeter naval guns were incredibly powerful, and the shells whizzed through the air, exploding at the landing point with a terrifying and frenzied force. The target of the first round of fire attacks was the pontoon, and the explosion set off a huge wave, and the water columns suddenly burst out of the water, scattering and splashing in the air with innocent fish, shrimp and shell snails.

Zhenchao spread his feet apart and stood motionless on the deck like an iron tower, holding his hands on the telescope and looking into the distance.

He was pleased with the results of the shelling———— the pontoon bridge had been blown off, and the river was littered with broken wood and human remains, and the water in that area was red with blood and showed an eerie sheen in the pale sunlight.

"Continue the shelling as originally planned, the detachments are targeted, don't waste shells, and don't let a white man go."

His voice was as calm and steady as ever, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Zhenchao remembered the Regent's teaching in the officer training class: at all times, you must keep a clear head. This is the only way that it will not affect your normal thinking.

……

The two sides of the Pantuo River ferry fell into chaos.

The sudden appearance of the river flotilla completely disrupted the Duke of Vlamar's plans to march.

The rapid shelling blew up the pontoon bridge, and the people who were passing through the bridge were either killed or drowned in the water. The wagons loaded with all kinds of supplies sank to the bottom of the water, and the poor mules and horses let out a helpless cry and fell at the same time as they were dragged hard. The wounded swallowed the river water, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose. Broken pieces of wood pierced into the body, tearing their abdomen, their intestines hanging from the remnants of the pontoon near the shore, and they cried out in pain, but no one could help them out.

The terrible shelling continues.

With the destruction of the pontoon, the targets of the shelling of the giant battleship began to turn to the shore. The first blow fell on the artillery positions. The scream of the cannonballs piercing through the air was tingling in the scalp, and even more terrifying was the power of the explosion. It was unimaginable that the shells were not the round solid metal balls that were familiar to white people at all, but the big killers that could explode.

The heavy cylindrical barrel of the cannon was flipped from the position, and the nearby guns were affected and caused a chain explosion. The guard gun emplacements, which had been pinned on high hopes and considered ineffective (after all, giants are beasts and cannot build ships), were destroyed, and the land near the shore seemed to be turned into a chaotic garbage dump as if it had been turned into a huge iron plow.