On the third day after obtaining the Sawtooth Crown, the Skyrim War broke out, and the main battlefield was Snowman, where the Empire and the Stormcloak fought a tug-of-war.

At first, an unknown man gave an axe to the lord of Snowman, and Barruf returned an axe to Ufrik, which seems to be an ancient tradition of the Nords declaring war.

This is a contest between two men, and it is the lifeblood of the entire empire.

The smoke of gunpowder was the only fog between heaven and earth, breaking through the sky, swaying from side to side with the direction of the wind, and slowly rising again in the midst of uncertainty.

The blood all over the ground stained the whole earth red.

This is war. What is always to maintain the peace of the empire is always to be maintained, but how many people have thought about the scene of those new ghosts annoying and old ghosts crying.

Poor lakeside has no fixed bones, like a person in a deep dream.

Every war is a thick stroke of the victor who smears his exploits on the scroll of history, and a brush that stains the blood of the loser red.

However, the people were still too far away from the war, and for the travelers, they could more or less smell the smoke in the air, but no one would inform the natives.

At the moment of the start of the war, huge slings carrying burning materials such as sulfuric acid fell in all directions in the snowy city like a meteor shower, accompanied by the sound of explosions, the people began to panic, and then scattered and fled.

"Ulfrick! This devil seems to have forgotten the most basic tenets of the Nords! ”

Standing on the snowy outer walls, Barruff was dressed in heavy plate armor and saw the smoke-filled boulders rolling overhead. Smashed into the snowy city he was sheltering. This is the Lord of Snowman, who is over forty years old. There was a look of pain on his face.

Although he had been far removed from the years of war, though his axe had not drunk blood for a long time, although the face that had been resolute had accumulated wrinkles......

However, he is still the lord of Snowman City, and he is still the patron saint of this place, and if anyone dares to offend, then he will inevitably rush in with his corpse.

Her golden hair and beard fluttered in midair, and her cloak was hunting in the cold wind and warm smoke in front of her.

Ireles stood beside the aging lord. Holding the sharp sword pinned to her waist tightly in her hand, the dark elf is a natural fighting nation, and at the same time, she is not the lord of Xueman, she only cares about the safety of Barruff alone, so she doesn't feel how profound the scene in front of her is.

This is the main color of war, and from the moment of decision, life can only be data placed on the sand table, nothing more than a lot.

It would probably take two more days for Imperial support to arrive, before that. They have to hold the first hurdle, if they can't. Then the next battle will be completely hot.

Oufric had invested a lot of money this time, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers came from the sky like a black cloud, and set up camp on the opposite side of them.

Ulfric could not bear to watch the city of Snowman, which also believed in Talos, suffer from the war, and asked Barguf for an alliance, but Balguf turned to the Empire despite the opposition of his steward, and Ulfric had no choice but to take the Nord city by force.

Of course, this is just a claim in the name of the outside world, and those who really know the truth will never pay attention to it, after all, although each war is clear about each other's true purpose, it still needs a fig leaf to hide the true thoughts of careerists.

Since he came, then there was no choice, this was a decision made by the Lord of Snow Man, and this stubborn lord never forgot that he was a Nord warrior himself.

"Gamar should be the leader? Stone fist, Jorev should have attacked as the leader of the military division, this time Lao Wu seems to have made a bloody investment, so they have no return. ”

Needless to say, as the elite of the Ulfric Storm Cloak, presumably those famous generals have also followed.

Ralov, Frozen Heart Arad, Gangar, Red Reef Kotil, Gouna the Oathbear, Kai with the Wet Sword, and Ishtar the Grave Breaker, all of the Stormcloaked generals who are becoming more and more famous in Skyrim will surely not miss this battle that changes the color of the heavens and the earth.

In contrast, there are really no famous generals in Snowman, but despite this, these are not reasons for Lord Snowman to retreat or surrender.

Faith is the idea that people can abandon their lives to protect, and to abandon this is to abandon the pure Nord tradition, and the moment Barruff takes the Uffric axe and chooses to return the favor in the same way, the tone has been set.

Although Ireles could not see the generals of the enemy camp clearly, it did not hinder her sense of smell in the analysis of the battle situation, as the first lieutenant of Ulfric, Gamar, who was the one who followed me and those who disobeyed me, seemed to have been looking forward to this war for a long time.

This battle against Xueman, if he doesn't handle it himself, I'm afraid he will regret it for the rest of his life, so it is not difficult to have such a guess.

"Ireles, don't despise Ufrijk, the information of the Imperial Aid Xueman can't be hidden at all, I'm afraid that when we received this information, Lao Wu also received it, since this is the case and forcibly chose to attack, then it means that he still has hole cards in his hand that we don't know.

I can't agree with Uffric's approach, but I don't take this tiger lightly, he's always been a man who makes a move. “

Barruff clearly had his own unique views on Uffric's approach to the use of troops.

"Hmph, if I really planned and then acted, I wouldn't have been captured in Haiergen, to this day, I still can't forget this joke, but it's a pity that the imperial knife is not sharp enough."

Barruf's words were obviously not agreed with by Ireles, this dark elf was not only his personal guard, but also his companion in the four corners of the sky, so there were occasional honorifics in his words.

Barruff didn't pay much attention to this, the rallying call of the army had already sounded, and what was waiting was a full-force collision with clenched fists on both sides. The first head-to-head delivery. It is the key to the morale of the army. Therefore, neither side wants to lose this first battle.

It was for this reason that the soldiers of Snowman City and the storm cloaks that came from afar were temporarily silent, like the sea level before a storm, calm and undisturbed, but torrents and undercurrents.

The previous catapult attack was just a measure of distance, and Snow City responded in the same way. However, the two sides did not send large armies to fight at all, and what caused this tragic scene was only a trivial temptation on both sides, but they did not know how many innocent lives had been taken.

War has always been cruel, and the truth of not being in charge of the army is well known to anyone, whether it is Ufrik who shouts to wake up the sleeping Nords, or Barruff, who fights without saying a word.

Not arrogant or impatient, this is the basic point that everyone who is good at leading troops can do, if even these are lost. Then he is certainly not a good general.

There were less than 30,000 guards in the battle, and the front row was heavy cavalry. The two-meter-long weapon in his hand is slightly clumsy, but once it rushes to kill, it can bring a fatal blow to the enemy, and both sides know that once this kind of battlefield meat grinder enters the hinterland, then what awaits it will be a one-sided slaughter.

Even the war horses are covered with armor, which is enough to show the importance of these heavy cavalry, the plate armor on their bodies has a weight of 100 catties, once they fall off the horse, there is no possibility of getting up, and losing the war horse is equivalent to losing life, this point, the psychology of every heavy cavalry is very clear.

This kind of biggest killing weapon on the battlefield, the number of accumulations in each city is not much, Xueman has 5,000, and the wind helmet has 10,000, Xueman City, which pays too much attention to economic development, is slightly insufficient in the development of military strength, but because of the strong backing of the empire, it also allows them to sit back and relax.

It's just that at this moment when the two sides face off, the obviousness of the gap makes people a little worried.

Behind the heavy cavalry, there were 10,000 light knights in light armor, and the white horse emblem on the left chest proved that they belonged to the camp, their armor was slightly thin, I don't know if it was because of the atmosphere of the battlefield or the cold wind, which made their bodies tremble faintly.

Ireles looked at these soldiers, and sighed secretly, but she couldn't blame it, damaging morale before the war is a taboo for soldiers, this simple truth, she is also very clear, after all, facing the 100,000 elites of the storm cloak, if you say that there is no fear at all, it is obviously impossible.

Behind this phalanx of 10,000 people, there are 8,000 soldiers armed with heavy weapons, some of them even have open chests and leaky backs, and their strong muscles burst out under the air, which makes people seem to have some confidence from the bottom of their hearts.

But Ireles knew very well that these warriors could only wait until after the first round of charges before they could be transferred to the battlefield, otherwise, it would be tantamount to a massacre, and without the protection of war horses, no matter how strong their muscles were, they would still be mortal after all, and they would not be able to withstand a round of heavy cavalry charges.

If the dragon slaying battle didn't lose so much, maybe the situation would be more impressive, at least on the surface, of course, if the dragonborn didn't choose to leave, maybe it would be a better choice, but now, these can only be just thought about.

Behind these heavy armors, there are six thousand crossbowmen, whose value is naturally not to charge in array, but to protect the city walls as the last barrier they guard.

And in the rear of these crossbowmen, there are the most scarce number of magicians with less than five hundred people, which is the shortcoming of Xueman City with a headache for heavy cavalry, mysterious magicians are too scarce, once these magicians form a square of two thousand people, then they can summon a large forbidden spell to give the other party a fatal blow, which is what Ireles is most worried about.

For the power of the magician, Ufrik has been extremely hidden, until today, they have not had an accurate estimate, if the other party really mastered this kind of big killing weapon, then it is definitely a thing that makes people's intestines regret.

The Traveler's ranks were arranged in an independent manner, and some were inserted into the phalanxes, but most of the undamaged teams remained in their original formations, and despite the scarcity of numbers and the variety of weapons, their strength should not be underestimated.

After the dragon slaying battle, Irelais had already told the news to Barruff, and Barruff, who did his best, was as good as a stream, and sucked all these new forces into the Xueman camp.

This is another force to defend against the invasion of Ulfric, and although it is not yet possible to estimate their combat effectiveness, he chooses to trust Ireles' judgment.

"Inform all travelers in this plane. The Skyrim War is about to break out. The first phase of the mission is coming to an end. After the end of the Skyrim War, teams ranked outside the top 100 will be eliminated completely.

If you don't kill a member of the enemy faction on the battlefield, you will be rewarded with 100 bonus points, 1000 bonus points will be awarded for conquering a stronghold, 1000 bonus points will be awarded for successfully defending a stronghold, and 1000 points will be awarded for killing an important local general.

The final winning faction of the Skyrim War will be rewarded with 5,000 points. The team with the highest merit will be rewarded with 50,000 points, and the announcement will end. “

The voice of the apostle swirled in the mind of every traveler, and the cold and bone-chilling news made everyone's face extremely wonderful.

With 50,000 bonus points, even the current No. 1 Garuda team has more than 21,000 points, so if it is another team that wins, it will obviously kick them out of the first place.

However, it seems that Garuda is not very optimistic about this war, after all, as long as he is in the top 100, he is relatively safe. You can go through the first stage smoothly, as for what conditions will be opened in the second stage. You can only take one step at a time, but the comparison should not be calculated according to the points again.

The reward of 50,000 points is not something that most traveler teams dare not think about, it is something that belongs to the strongest Eight Senses, but the idea of fishing in troubled waters and making enough points to rise in the rankings is the voice of each team.

The lower the ranking, the more tense their nerves at this moment, for them, success or failure is here, life and death are here.

"Warriors"

Barruff was silent no longer, and his deep voice resounded through the outer walls of the snow-filled city, and some kind of magic was evident in the gathered voice, so that his voice could be heard in every corner.

Hearing the lord's loud shout, everyone's hearts tightened, and they clenched the weapons in their hands and looked up at the highest position.

Even many travelers were united at this moment, and although they had guessed, they still wanted to hear how the lord intended to inspire and morale.

"You see, the 100,000-strong army of Ufrik is coming, this lord of Ufrik, presumably everyone present knows very well what he represents, yes, he claims to be the High King who won after a fair duel, the purest Nord in the sky, is Saputin? A true descendant of Taber.

However, this Nord, who has exalted himself to the nominal high ground and called himself the High King, is preparing to wash our homeland in blood, trampling our lives, plundering our property, and tyrannizing our wives and children with his warrior heart of the Nords. “

"Don't accept it!"

"Swear to fight the traitor Ulfric to the death!"

"I will use the sword in my hand to let him roll out of the sky with his tail between his legs, away from our hometown."

"Order, my lord, we are all pure Nord blood, so we are not afraid of a mountain ruffian who has snatched the Sawtooth Crown, which will only disgrace the honor of the Nords."

The shouts of voice in response resounded with the ideals that Barruff adhered to.

Reflecting each other, in the camp of the Storm Cloak, the final mobilization before the war was also being made, Adolf stood in the camp with a silent face, disdainful of such a thing, what he had to do now was not how to arrange the troops, nor how to move forward, what he needed to wait for now was a signal.

The victor of this war, from the moment he joined forces with Garuda, had already decided the ownership of victory.

So now these are not what he has to worry about at all, he needs to do more, for example, through some means, to take the opportunity to eliminate the power in the snow of the comrade group.

Outside was the singing of the barbarian voices of the self-proclaimed Nords, and Adolf didn't like that Uffric either, and when the second phase unfolded, he didn't mind sending him on his way himself.

"Shout for youth, for our self-esteem. The melancholy road ran all the way. Expel the empire to regain itself and rebuild your home with glory and faith.

Kick over the hypocritical Tulius, you are worse dead than a dog. We are the people of Skyrim and have been fighting all our lives. May the sacrificed warriors be honored to Songard. This is our land, so clean!

We must find hope and dreams. O High King is you, salute Uffric, we toast to your glory. “

Gamar and his warriors were singing unknown tunes loudly, and Adolf felt that it was too hard to hear and could not agree with the level of appreciation of these Nords.

"Everything is going according to plan, there has been news from the Enchantress's side, they will try their best to delay the time for the empire to join the battlefield, two days is enough time for us to inflict a heavy blow on Xue Man, the silver hand side has been contacted, and it will probably carry out a sneak attack on the interior of the comrade group tomorrow night."

A woman standing next to Adolf, an assassin named Lingyin, was also one of the Hallmasters of the Thirteen Halls.

The information from the Enchantress's side was reported to Adolf with great accuracy, and Adolf playfully planted a small flag in the middle of Snowman City.

Tonight will be their first onslaught.

Everything is in place, will the east wind be far away? (To be continued......)

PS: Ah, the Dance of the Wind really heard my call, thank you for the reward, thank you for the senior's praise.

Thank you for the support of the handsome and handsome monthly pass, and thank you for the old lady for the monthly pass.

The moment of excitement is coming, one hour from now on, your ammunition is ready?