Another letter from Lena Donawan:

Barbara, your time has come to dedicate your allegiance to the Spider Cult and the Lord Slava. I ask you to lead your "Warblers" to deliver information, find out the news, and assassinate the officers of the Tangnes.

The army of Tangnis may be moving in the near future, and you will infiltrate the outposts and forts on the border between Tangnis and Zamir. I ask that you pass on the details of the enemy's troop movements and deployments to Lord McLagan's men.

If you have the chance, assassinate any Tanganis officers and soldiers you have access to. I don't care if you use poison or daggers. I also don't care if you kill an ordinary soldier, a captain, a garrison officer, or a high-ranking officer, as long as it's a Tangnis brute, one of them counts as one, and Hugh will spare one. However, I hope that you and your warblers will have your own safety as the primary goal, and that Master Slava will reward you after the war.

Although there are no prostitutes in Zamir, you can choose to work as a waitress in a tavern in a bustling town, you can choose to get a piece of land, or you can go to a clover ranch to work as a peasant woman. If they wish, I can also recommend them to work under Master McLagan. You know, Master McLagan's men are all registered with Longtalon Fort, and they receive a salary that is even more generous than when they were nightingales - 13 Silver Wolves per quarter.

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"Fill in those holes! It's fast. Our corpses are gathered up, and the local corpses are thrown directly into the hole, and those broken walls are pressed first, Lily, please leave the rest to you. Mark said.

Lily was a little weak, but she nodded. The climate in Zamir is humid and warm, and it is not suitable for long-term storage of corpses and meat. Therefore, for these corpses, it is better to say that the enemy's can only take off their armor and throw them into the hole and burn them directly.

First, it is not easy to breed infectious diseases, and second, the smoke from burning can also block the possibility of enemy troops supporting from the tunnels - all it takes is a gust of wind.

"I said, "Honey, let's just throw the monster's corpse in and burn it. Such an ugly thing in our castle is simply unappetizing. Besides, let's hurry up and plug these two big holes, Lord Wenna still needs our support! Lily suggested.

"No, we prioritize what's inside the castle." Mark rejected his wife's suggestion. Lily stopped what she was doing and looked at her husband in bewilderment. Mark continued, "Dear little bird, you have to trust Lord Wenna. ”

"It's not that I don't believe Lord Wenna, it's just that I've heard from the heralds that Lord Wenner is at a disadvantage right now, and they've been pushed under the castle. Once Lord Wenner is forced into the Ivory, the Tangnus mongrels will surely attack the city. Prapi Burton may be a vile and shameless dogleg, but he is really cautious in his wars. If the enemy assembles a trebuchet, those boulders and explosive oil will be enough for us to drink a jug. Lily said quickly, urgently, nervously, and a little angry.

"Well, don't be nervous, dear. Listen to me. Mark hurriedly pressed down with both hands, signaling his wife not to panic. Lily, don't be so nervous, we'll win. You may not know it, but Mirialia has been in ambush outside the castle for a long time. Lord Wenner has been controlling the pace of the war, and I believe that the spearmen he trained did not lose many men. ”

"What's going on?" Lily wondered.

"This is a ploy by Lord Winner, one of the strategies that Advisor Donavan planned before he left."

"Oh, tell me about it?" Lily said as she waved her wand to send the remains of the corpses of the two tunnel worms into the two holes.

"Advisor Donawan, Lord Winner, me, and Mirialia recently held a secret military operations meeting, and Advisor Donavan came up with a strategy that we all thought was very beautiful. Prapi Burton marched with a strict and brutal marching style, but he had one of his greatest weaknesses, and that was his penchant for chasing after victories. Therefore, Advisor Donavan proposed to let Lord Wennar go out of the city and use infantry to meet the enemy. The spear corps was well-trained, the phalanx was ordered to prohibit it, and the discipline was strong. Advisor Donavan asked Lord Wenner to control the pace of the war, stretch the confrontation between the two legions into an arc, and feign defeat. However, there must be a rhythm in retreating, and it cannot be retreated too quickly, let alone a rout. To give Prapi Bolton the illusion that the enemy is stubbornly resisting but is retreating. ”

"So what?" Lily snapped her fingers, and a scorching flame erupted in the pit, and the corpses began to squeak and burn, emitting a scorching stench. Lily waved a hand in front of her nose, as if to chase away the smell. After making an unpleasant expression, she gave up her futility and used her wand to send out a whirlwind of swirling winds, blowing all the smoke and smell into the depths of the cavern.

"This is the key to defeating the enemy army! The enemy is rushing to attack, but our army has already received information about the enemy's marching route and basic information of the corps half a day in advance. Well, that's what it says, right? ”

"Uh-huh, go on."

"Prapi Bolton, seeing the decline of our army, will certainly adopt the strategy of continuing to compress the position until we are forced to the gates of the castle, if we do not open the gates, the infantry regiments will be completely annihilated, and if we open the gates, the enemy may not even be able to attack the city—with the well-armored armor of the executioners, they may indeed be able to take the gates. Therefore, we must launch a counterattack under the city walls, relying on the battlements of the castle to inflict casualties and further wear down the enemy's spirit. Mark explained.

"When the time comes, Mirialia will lead the cowardly Xue Xue and the Blue Speed Dragoon to penetrate the executioner corps directly from the rear?" Lily added.

"That's right, so, we'll see, maybe we can prepare a celebration after we fill these two holes?" Mark said briskly.

"Oh, that's the best, I wish there was onion soup, and the people of Zamir love onion soup. Oh, sorry, dear, I know you're from Falkenridge, but after more than twenty years, you haven't adjusted to home, have you? Lily covered her mouth and laughed as she teased her husband.

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"Sir! We're starting to get heavy casualties! Do we need to signal? A sergeant-like man approached Wenner and reported.

"Order the whole army to retreat further to the wall." Wenner commanded.

"Sir! Behind us is the Wolf's Tooth Castle, the gate of the Wolf's Tooth Castle! The man hesitated.

"In your opinion, what is the current death toll of the Tangnis mongrel?" Wenna asked rhetorically.

"About 600 people, sir, that's a conservative estimate from my subordinates." The sergeant said.

Prapi took about 2,300 people with him in this attack. He won't care about the 600 men's battle damage, I'm going to rip another piece of flesh from him, kill another 200 before signaling, and I'm going to make sure that Mirialia will cut through the executioner's formation with a single charge. Wenna said firmly.

"My lord, the spear corps has also killed and wounded about 200 people, which is one-fifth of our strength." The sergeant persuaded again.

"Alas... Well, send a signal to Miriaria, I feel sorry for the good lads to die one. It's just that it may not be possible to wipe out all the executioners. Wen Na said with a little regret.

Soon after, a magical flame was ignited. A green light dragged a gray-black tail of smoke into the sky.

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"Khan! It's a signal! A blue-speed dragoon grabbed the reins and showed it to Mirialia.

Mirialia nodded and walked to the front of the cavalry. Twenty centaurs were already in front of the formation, followed by the blue-speed dragoons they were responsible for training.

Mirialia raised her two front hooves and shouted out an ancient language of the Zanmir Territory: "Tangerange must be die!" for the blood！ Wolf , we hunt!”

I saw that the entire cavalry team erupted into a high-pitched roar, and in a series of neat and uniform "Tangennes will perish!" Blood for blood! Run for wolves, hunt! In the midst of the battle cry, the cavalry rushed out of the jungle like an unsheathed blade, piercing Prapi Burton's heart.