The battle had been going on for a day, and a blizzard had filled the entire field, and every inch of the Maple Leaf Fortress was covered with a thick layer of snow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In such heavy snow, even in daylight, you can only see a few meters ahead, and it is in this blind spot that the troll army and the nobles of the Maple Leaf Fortress have launched a street battle of life and death.

"This night...... How many good sons will die here!"

Maple Leaf Viscount Felix said in a heavy tone, as a veteran nobleman who has ruled the Maple Leaf Fortress for hundreds of years, he is familiar with every corner of this city, and the education he received since childhood makes him feel full of belonging to this city.

Although Felix has all the shortcomings of the nobility, it is undeniable that he is an aspiring nobleman, and in the country of Violet, there are always some nobles who stick to the bottom line in times of danger.

He is not a cold-blooded person, and Felix is also saddened by fighting in such an environment.

After all, the wind and snow obscured the field of vision, and no matter how powerful the warriors were to engage in chaotic street battles in such an environment, they lost their vision, and the ones they drew their swords and cut down may be allies, and they may be enemies with smiles, which is undoubtedly very aggrieved.

The most important thing is that the cold has become the biggest enemy of the fortress soldiers, they are not superhuman, even if some of the soldiers have a fighting spirit, they can't bear the endless cold, and the army fights, but they lose the command of the battle flag, which is equivalent to an army losing its soul and plummeting.

In this case, according to the rules of war in the human world, there is no doubt that both sides will withdraw their troops, and such sacrifices are meaningless, so the withdrawal of troops is the best choice.

But this time it was different, they were facing a rampaging frost troll.

No one expected that the Maple Leaf Fortress, which has many hole cards and extremely strong defenses, would fall to this point, and everyone's eyes were on Felix, hoping that he would make a decision.

A moment ago, he was ambitious and tried to wrestle with Earl Andy of the Western Province, but at this moment, Felix was faced with a difficult choice.

He still has an army, he still has family strength, he still has many properties, and when he evacuates Maple Leaf Fortress, Felix will be greatly damaged, but he will save his vitality, but Felix understands that the fortress is his foundation.

If the fortress is lost, the Maple Leaf family will exist in name only!

And holding the fortress, although he may emptie all the family guards and exhaust all the foundations, there is no doubt that he still has a chance to rise, because the Violet royal family is still watching him and still needs him.

"Fight! Maple Leaf Family! Defend the fortress until death!"

Squeezing out these words from between his teeth, Felix's whole person's momentum began to surge, and at this moment, this middle-aged man was like a general.

Receiving this order, many of the nobles in the hall turned pale.

They have mines in the west, caravans, and a lot of wealth, these nobles can't be tied to the same broken ship as the Maple Leaf family, after all, the Maple Leaf Fortress belongs to the Maple Leaf family, and they are not obliged to work hard for Felix.

"Lord Viscount, think twice! Take a step back and open the sky, there is still a vast west behind us, and we can't afford to defend it for a maple leaf fortress!"

"My lord, think about the good man who is fighting to the death ahead, let's not make senseless sacrifices, let's withdraw!"

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In the hall, the nobles persuaded hard, as if they were sincerely thinking about Felix.

"Stupid!heh, retreat! You think my Maple Leaf Fortress has fallen, and you still have a good life? Not to mention the liquidation of Count Andy's return, even the Violet royal family can't spare you!" Felix sneered, "Since ancient times, the grass on the wall has not ended well. ”

"The most important thing is that the Maple Leaf Fortress is one of the gateways to the Great Wilderness, and without it, we will be the sinners of mankind through the ages!

Saying that, Felix pulled out the long sword at his waist, the sword was striking, and the sharp sword was like Felix's cold heart at this moment.

"I say, fight, for the glory of the family, for our future!"

"Now listen to my command! Evacuate the elderly and children first and evacuate from the snowstorm area! Evacuate important materials and technicians! Evacuate non-combatants as much as possible!"

"All the young men who can pick up their weapons, charge me! All the soldiers in my Maple Leaf Fortress are pressed up! The general is in front, and after the general falls, the partial general will give me the top! After the general falls! The centurion is on top! And so on, everyone will give me the battle at the last moment!"

"I, I live and die with the fortress!"

At this moment, Felix is like the captain of a giant ship that is about to fall, and he will live and die with this huge ship.

After speaking, Felix sighed lightly, although he was fighting for his life, he still arranged for the old people and children to evacuate, which can be regarded as leaving a seed for the future.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we can't be weaker than those nobles in the Northlands!"

Viscount Maple's composure and tragedy infected the nobles in the hall, and they quickly calmed down, and at the critical moment, this group of nobles also realized the importance of the Maple Leaf Fortress, and some nobles began to tremble and draw their long swords.

Looking at this scene, Felix felt no joy or sorrow in his heart.

This is the aristocracy in the corner of the mainland, they are called "mud legs" by the great nobles in the prosperous places of the mainland, but in times of crisis, it is these nobles who still maintain certain precious traditions, they will not retreat, they would rather die than retreat.

Whether it is the Earl of Northland who died in the battle of Northland, or the Viscount Maple Leaf at this moment, he already has the mentality of seeing death as home.

They enjoyed the privileges of the nobility, and in wartime, they also fulfilled the obligations of the nobility! It is undeniable that such aristocrats are the original nobles, and perhaps it is the prosperity of the center of the continent that has corrupted those old nobles, and they have lost this spirit!

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And the other side.

Basra looked expressionlessly at the tribal warriors who were constantly pounding the second line of urban defense.

In such chaotic street fighting, perhaps a powerful troll warrior will be stabbed by a shovel sticking out of the house if he is not careful, and in the bitter cold of nature, injury means death, because the blood will be frozen into thin ice, and then the heat of your body will slowly drain away, and finally become a frozen corpse in the snow.

But Basra had no choice.

Because time is life at this moment, and any second of hesitation is the blood struggle of countless warriors.

Their Northland trolls have been living in this environment for thousands, if not tens of thousands, of years, and the frost trolls can resist the cold, but it won't last long, but at the very least, they can fight these damn humans.

Thinking of this, a hint of complexity flashed in Basra's eyes.

At this point, there is no so-called justice and evil, they are all fighting for their own beliefs, both sides are eager to press all the soldiers, not to mention hesitation, only to crush the opponent to achieve the final victory is their only way out.