The battle to the northwest of Evta quickly became tense across the territory, and as smoke lit up along the border, all the outlying villages began Operation "Clearing the Wild". But while most people's focus was on www.biquge.info the north, the territory southeast of Evta was also lit up with black smoke...

"Kill! Kill them all! ”

The bearded man rode his horse and yelled at his men who were plundering the village. As he spoke, he swung a sharp blade in his hand, and a villager who had no time to dodge was instantly cut to the ground.

"Grab as much as you want! As long as you can take it, you don't have to keep it! Women play casually! Hahahaha! ”

Unbridled laughter echoed through the air, causing a howl of excitement. Even on the spot, someone jumped off their horses, slashed down the men who tried to resist, and dragged the struggling village women towards the next house—more and more blood was spilled on the ground, and gradually the whole village became quiet, and only the fire under the billowing black smoke wiped out all traces.

"That's a lot of grabbing this time!"

"Haha, that girl you robbed is really good! How about I trade mine for you? ”

"Don't change it, Lao Tzu keeps it for himself! Whoever robs me is in a hurry! ”

More than a dozen bandits dressed in leather armor of different styles led their horses or "booty" together, and loudly showed off their catch—yes, they were a group of "ringing horses" who roamed the wilderness and lived by plundering.

Speaking of which, the "Ringing Horse" appears more frequently in the northwestern part of Evta, and the equipment is usually in tatters, and even many of the bandits' weapons are wooden clubs with several iron nails nailed. They came and went, and most of them looted villages in the name of "borrowing grain", but it was rare to slaughter entire villages like the one now, because if they did, they would be on the lord's wanted list, and it would not be long before the knights of the fortress would carry their heads in exchange for titles and rewards.

But at present, these more than 20 bandits are wantonly burning, killing, and looting, and they don't care whether they will be wanted or not.

They were originally just a group of bandits who only dared to block the road and fight the autumn wind nearby, until a month ago, they were brought together by the "boss" and five powerful deputies, and then quickly became one of the most powerful ringing horses in the neighborhood by relying on the sophisticated equipment they got out of nowhere. Before today, they had ransacked three villages and killed more than 130 innocent villagers, including children and the elderly.

At first they were hesitant to raise their butcher's knives against innocents, but after all that became accustomed to it, killing became a natural act of drinking water and eating.

Evta's forces are currently mainly hoarded in the northwest, and the nobles in the southeast have been killed or wounded by orcs on spring safaris, so they can't organize troops to clean them up. For various reasons, these bandits are becoming more and more arrogant...

At this time, the bandits after the slaughter of the village were full of spirit, blowing cowhides loudly while drinking, and there was a kind of arrogance that no one could defeat in the world. However, while his subordinates were enjoying the spoils of war, the strong man, who was the leader of the bandits, did not follow the carnival. He squinted his eyes and wrote a short secret letter with charcoal in front of the campfire, rolled it up and stuffed it into the letter box with the spell seal, and handed it to the deputy who always followed him, seemingly casually.

"Tell Mistress Mirno that Hans is always waiting for the next step."

His lieutenant nodded, took the letterbox, tucked it into the inner pocket of his wallet, and silently passed through the loud and laughing bandits, stepped onto the horses, and disappeared into the darkening night.

Within two days, the contents of the letter were placed on the table of Charles II, the monarch of the Kingdom of Cullen, in the elaborate vocabulary of the Earl of Mirno.

"This guy has a lot of means to prepare."

Charles II smiled and looked at it a few times, and seemed very satisfied with Count Mirno's actions: after Everta used various means to make a gesture of "independence", a series of economic sanctions against Milno had gradually taken effect. Especially after learning that the orc vanguard has begun to attack, this kind of "backyard fire" behavior will definitely make Sally anxious and quickly lose her prestige...

In the eyes of Charles II, it was only a matter of time before Evta fell under the attack of the orcs, and using this means to hasten her taste defeat against herself... Undoubtedly delightful.

As for the innocent civilians who died unjustly, who cares if their lives are worth anything?

He turned around, his eyes wandering over the map of Everta on his desk for a long time, as if he had seen the orcs driving straight in, and he had all kinds of plans in his mind to negotiate with the orcs - yes, "negotiation".

There must be no way for the orcs to continue their aggression after eating Ivta, Charles II thinks... He only needs to let the army of the Karen royal family push it directly, and the exhausted orcs will have no choice but to accept the armistice...

With a proper run, Charles II thought he could easily reclaim Ivota without even having to rush in with soldiers. Such methods have been repeated throughout history, and it just takes the right time and the right timing.

"So all we have to do now is sit down and watch a good show."

The corners of Charles II's mouth curled slightly, and he waved his hand to the chief of internal affairs: "Tonight's theater should be Kasia singing "The Fall of Slovini", right?" Let's arrange it, I want to enjoy it up close. ”

The latter hurriedly responded, driving a group of attendants to prepare. The atmosphere in the splendid palace was peaceful, even relaxed, in contrast to the tension in Evta, thousands of miles away.

………

"Whew!"

With the help of two recruits, David removed the enchanted cuirass inlaid with magic crystals, reached out and wiped the sweat from his head, sat down on the haystack next to the school yard, and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, go and dismantle your own." ”

"Yes! Sir! ”

The two recruits saluted before helping each other remove their iron armor.

This is the Parr Domain in the middle of Evta, the domain of Baron Sodrore. Unlike other lords' manors, Sodrore's "manor" is actually more appropriately called a "training base". Because most of the members of the "Knights of the Dragonlance" are here, they conduct comprehensive training and teaching for the expansion of new soldiers and cavalry.

The existence of the Parr Collar is extremely special, and almost all of the sophisticated equipment built in Elson City has been supplied here first, except for the army in the city for its own use--the scene of ordinary soldiers wearing fine iron armor and dragocists all wearing enchanted cuirasses may not be seen in the Karen Kingdom. Not only that, but the most sophisticated cavalry regiments have even begun to equip the "Enchanted Powerful Crossbow" that uses "Explosive Crossbow Arrows", and even the spear head of the cavalry spear has been replaced with an enchanted weapon strengthened by Thur Silver, changing from a single "piercing" damage to an area of effect "impact" damage.

This makes them as powerful as heavy tanks when paired with excellent war horses, and ordinary cavalry regiments seem to be two eras compared to them.

And Davian, who was lying on the haystack at the moment, was one of the first scouts to fight with Roddy. The young warrior who once couldn't hold a sword is now a powerful dragon lancer and the captain of a squad of twelve recruits. He sat on the haystack and summarized the points that needed to be corrected in the exercise for the recruits in front of him, and then waved his hand and said, "Okay, there is no task this afternoon, you can go to rest after taking care of the horses." ”

"Yes! Sir! ”

The intensity of the exercise is actually very large, and serious injuries often occur, if it were not for the priest of the Rosicrucind on standby, no one would dare to fight for such a high attrition rate for the actual combat drill. However, the effect of this is very obvious: those recruits who have never been on the battlefield have become a bit of "professional soldiers" after two consecutive months of "torture". In terms of strength and adaptability to war, I am afraid that it is several times stronger than the scout team led by Luo Di at the beginning.

But even so, these recruits who have not really experienced the war are a little apprehensive after all.

"Roy? Hansen? You're not going back? Are you going to stay and train with the guys in the losers' group? ”

Davidian took off the gloves knitted with small pieces of dragon scales, carefully put them away, and looked up at the two team members who were left behind, "What, do you have something to say?" ”

The two recruits were one of the best performers in the team, and they were also the candidates for the vice captain in Davidian's heart, but at this time, they did not have the confidence to practice the charge, and their eyes flickered a little: "Chief-sir, we heard that the orcs are coming..."

Davidian stood up, stretched his helmet, "What's wrong with the orcs?" Do you think our drill formations are aimed at the private soldiers of those noble lords? ”

He sneered disdainfully: "It's just that kind of waste, it's enough for you to go up and cut ten of them now, understand?" ”

Although Davion didn't mention the orcs, when he said this, the confidence of the two recruits was inexplicably increased, and they didn't cringe before when they spoke again: "But... We hadn't fought the orcs after all. Heard... I heard that they are strong. ”

Davidian didn't answer his question, just smiled, turned his head and shouted to another dragon lancer not far away, "Ottar, when we were still scouts in Nolan Village, how many orcs did you kill?" ”

"Fourteen of them were hacked to death in those two months, and they were ridiculed by Luger that they were not more than half of him."

Ottar was tall, with a scar on his face, and seemed to feel a little sorry when he spoke, "It's not as good as a man, Ruger's knife is much better than mine." ”

Davidian twisted to the other side and shouted, "Howl, how many did you hack to death when you pursued the orcs in March?" ”

"There's no way to compare with Otar, those wolf cavalry are not easy to chase, I only killed seven from beginning to end."

Hal was wiping the cavalryman's knife with a cloth that glowed with a faint blue light, and he didn't lift his head as he spoke.

"So... Do you think orcs are strong? ”

Davidian turned to look at the two recruits, "So I don't think there's anything powerful about the orcs. ”

The two of them immediately stood upright, and the recruits behind them who had not yet left also stopped, and the uneasiness that had been lingering in their hearts had completely dissipated at this moment, and they looked at each other in high spirits.

Davidian smiled and was about to leave, but suddenly his eyes froze, and he saluted with an almost reflexive "snap".

Not far away, Sodrore, dressed in silver armor, strode into everyone's field of vision.

There were obvious traces of dragon bone covering on the chest of his armor, and the long sword at his waist radiated a powerful magical aura that everyone could perceive even in the scabbard, but the most awe-inspiring thing for the soldiers... It is the powerful momentum of Sodrol itself.

His swordsmanship now seemed to have gone further, and he could feel the unparalleled determination at a glance.

There were more than 300 human soldiers and barbarian infantry in the school grounds, and the noise that had been heard after the exercise disappeared in an instant the moment Sodrol stepped into the school grounds, and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the soldiers clashing with their boots as they stood upright.

"Take a break."

Sodrol stopped, his voice was not loud but unusual: "The battle plan will be released in the afternoon, and all the teams in the plan will prepare for battle tonight and leave tomorrow." ”

He looked around, drew his sword and whispered, "Ladies and gentlemen, the blade of Evta is ready to be unsheathed. ”

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