"Forests, lakes, fields, villages, castles, money, people, everything that can be plundered will be plundered by me, and everything that can be taken will be taken. Forward, forward, forward, seizing, seizing, seizing, giving the enemy and despair, making them tremble, making them mourn, making them miserable, and taking whatever is surplus and what is left. My soldiers, in the name of your lord Julian McKavi, I command you to take all that your enemy has and offer it to me, that I may become the new master of this land, and that my name may sound in the wilderness. ”

Yuri couldn't stop dancing his hands, as if he were conducting a grand orchestra, he was crazy, he danced, he sneered. In front of him, his soldiers continued to advance, everything in their path was destroyed, the unquenchable fires, the fleeing crowds, became the ornate embellishments of Julian's first battle.

In the cold August morning, with a cloudy sky and wet dew on the bushes, without warning, Julian McCarvey, commanding his army, invaded the territory of the Count of Noamun, and war broke out.

At the beginning of the war, Julian's army was unmatched, and the Count of Noamon was quickly advanced by Julian before he could gather his army because of Julian's undeclared war, and all the vassals of Count Noamon who tried to resist were hanged by Julian along the way.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, it's going, it's moving forward, it's too slow, it's too slow, it's going to be Boulder, fast, fast, don't stop you. Julian urged his army to march towards the Rock City, the home of Count Noamun.

Although the battle had gone smoothly so far, and Julian's army was advancing like a bamboo, and the resistance forces along the way were all routed under his powerful offensive, Julian knew that the main force of the Count of Noamon was not injured in the slightest, and they marched towards the Boulder City, assembled there, and then waited for their arrival, waiting for the decisive battle that was coming, and now the Count of Noamon would definitely ask for help from the surrounding lords, and once his allies reacted, he would definitely suffer from the enemy in the belly and the flank.

Or maybe the matter was overshadowed by his father, Victor, who was far away in Angry Waves. Duke McCarvey knows that as the protector of the South, the biggest nobleman, he can't let his son do whatever he wants, and he will definitely stop this matter, if he can't capture Boulder City before his father stops it, then what awaits him next is the arbitration of the noble court, and he does not have enough evidence to show that he is an assassin sent by Noamun, once he arrives at the court, he will definitely be attacked by the nobles led by the Earl of Noamun, in this matter, his father, as the ruler of the South, must remain neutral, protect the rights of the nobles, and cannot protect himself, the worst situation is to be deprived of inheritance。

So Julian's most important enemy is not Count Noamun, but time, and he must take Boulder before all this, and when the dust settles, the nobles can only silently accept this fact. Julian is showing that he is relaxed, but in fact he is very anxious, he is racing against time, this gamble must be won, otherwise he will fall into the abyss of no return, otherwise he will not be deprived of the right to inherit, and it will be difficult to do anything after inheriting the duke's throne.

"Forward, forward, fast forward, don't stop. Julian commanded his army through the burning fields, billowing black smoke rising from the ground into the sky, and the black army walked on the ground with a deafening sound, and the earth trembled.

The sky gradually became overcast, the dark and gloomy clouds gradually gathered, and the heavy, cold wind blew down from the sky, and the air became damp and cold.

"My lord, it looks like it's going to rain. Edgar, who was on Julian's side, said.

"I know, damn it. Julian's face was grim and terrifying. Heavy rain would make the roads muddy, and wagons with heavy baggage would sink into mud puddles if they were not careful, and the march of the entire army would be greatly delayed by the heavy rain.

The effects of heavy rain are not limited to this, the rain will carry away the physical strength and temperature of the soldiers, make their bodies vain, and diseases will take advantage of the void, and in this era of extremely low medical standards, it is very easy to take away a fresh life. It is no joke that the soldiers go to sleep at night and get up in the morning only to find the cold corpses of their comrades lying next to him.

The blow to morale caused by the heavy rain is undoubtedly terrible, and the fighting spirit that is as passionate as a flame will be extinguished in the face of the heavy rain, without a trace, and there will be nothing left.

"Give me the map, and I'll have to find a shelter for my soldiers to spend the night in the rain. Julian asked.

The squire handed over the parchment map, and Julian took it and unfolded it to examine it.

"Edgar, where are we now?" asked Julian

"Here, my lord, Dontyne Crossroads. Edgar pointed to the map and said, "I suggest we go to Bashan Farm, this is the ranch of the Earl of Dontyne, it is large enough, and the cattle have enough fodder. ”

"Not enough, we have 6,000 people, this ranch is not enough to accommodate so many of us. Julian shook his head.

"Other people live in tents, there should be no problem. The place is open enough. ”

Julian frowned, I have to say that Edgar's suggestion is just right, and it can solve the current problem perfectly, but Julian is still skeptical, this is his first time on the battlefield, and he is still inexperienced, so it is right to be careful in everything.

"Here, Baron Dontyne's castle, let's go here. The castle was big enough to accommodate all of us, and the strong wind at night would not blow the tents away, and the soldiers would have a good meal, and there should be plenty of supplies in it. ”

"But this is a deviation from the main line of our march, and we should avoid unnecessary losses before the decisive battle, and attacking a castle will cost a lot of casualties. Your Excellency, you are being too careful. ”

"It's okay, it's not too far away, it's an hour's journey. And I think Baron Dontyne must have abandoned the castle and gone to Boulder. ”

"I hope so. Edgar said

Edgar turned to the herald and said, "Pass the message, let the troops turn around and head towards Dontyne Castle." ”

When the heralds heard the order, they immediately dispersed and ran towards the front of the troops, shouting all the way to convey the order.

The serpent-like troops were not as agile as the snakes, and the manual way of transmitting the message was extremely backward and slow, and the snake's head slowly turned and then moved forward again.