Glamorgan, Earls Court.

Beverly is taking the place of Pullet's authority and reporting the information on the Northland to Yare: "There is news from the north that the entire garrison of the Highland Kingdom has been transferred and is assembling in the direction of the border, and there may be a big move in the near future. ”

"It's time too. ”

The black-haired knight put down the map of the entire territory of the Highland Kingdom, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "The Celtic barbarians are fighting to divert domestic contradictions, and this move must come out, and we should also be fully prepared for war." ”

"Understood. ”

He nodded, and then asked hesitantly, "Your Excellency Xizi's Great Wall garrison, should we share information with them?"

"No, no. ”

Yalei lowered his head, his gaze stayed on the border defense line of the Highland Kingdom on the map, and said with a twinkle in his eyes:

"Tell him that if he encounters an attack by the Highland Kingdom, he must only lose but not win, and the worse the loss, the better, and if he can lead the Great Wall garrison to annihilate the whole army, even if he has made a contribution. ”

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, the Great Wall garrison has been eroded as early as the Shelton period, and has basically lost the ability to fight against the wind. Even if the Sitz group intervenes at present, it is only barely maintaining order, and there is no loyalty to the governor's palace at all.

It is wishful thinking to ask them to resist desperately, but it is better to use it as a pawn to show weakness and paralyze the enemy.

"If you want the Great Wall garrison to not mutiny when you encounter the enemy, I'm afraid you can't do it if you don't have money. The red-haired boy reminded him.

"That makes sense, you go and pick up three chests of gold right now and send them to Hadrian's Wall. The black-haired knight signed a slip of approval with kindness, handed it to the other party, and said with a smile:

"Send it with great fanfare, you know. ”

"Understood. ”

Beverly smiled, took the slip and strode away. When he reached the door of the office and was about to step into the hallway, Yalei's voice came from behind him:

"Althea's side...... How's the recovery going?"

"At first, I was depressed, but now that my mood has stabilized a lot, there should be nothing to worry about, it's just a woman of different races. It will be back to normal in a few days. ”

The red-haired boy stopped, turned to look at him, and asked softly:

"Anything else?"

"It's okay, you go. ”

The black-haired knight waved his hand, motioning for the other party to leave as soon as possible, then turned around and pushed open the window and yelled downstairs:

"Nancy, come up to me!"

"Nancy has arrived!"

The girl scurried in from the hallway like a gust of wind, her figure dragging out a few dotted lines that were nailed to the floor like a javelin. While stabilizing his figure, he raised his hand and asked crisply:

"Sir, what's wrong with me?"

"The people you wanted to arrest a few months ago, it's time to come in handy. ”

Slowly closing the window, Arley turned his back to her and said, "Go and prepare, release the Celtic barbarians as soon as they start moving." ”

"Is there finally going to be a war?" asked Nancy, perked up.

"yes. ”

The black-haired knight noticed that the red sun outside the window had begun to set in the west. The glow of the poignant colors faded slowly, and I looked out at the still calm woods in the distance. A deep and solemn feeling seemed to permeate the whole world.

He felt something in his heart, and couldn't help muttering to himself:

"It's been our toughest challenge so far, there will be bloodshed, there will be sacrifices, there will be a lot to lose, but in the end, we will win!"

......

North Celtic. Border.

At the behest of King Wallace, a total of forty-two legions of the Highland Kingdom left their original positions and assembled in the border town of Glagor, including thirty-nine rune legions and three imitation immortals.

Among them, there are as many as 120,000 combatants. The logistics force of 30,000, a total of more than 150,000 people, known as the 200,000 army, directly waved south, without declaring war.

......

After hearing the news of the Highland Kingdom's southward movement, the garrison officer of Hadrian's Wall, Sitz, immediately ordered someone to blow the rallying call, but after ten minutes, there were only more than 1,000 people standing scattered on the school grounds of the camp. Most of them looked listless, and they only wore close-fitting single clothes, and did not carry out the discipline of the barracks at all, neatly dressed and armed.

As for the mental outlook, it can be glimpsed by looking at the lazy expressions on the faces of the soldiers, who are obviously extremely dissatisfied with the military order of the commander to assemble urgently in the evening.

After three long sounds, the sound of the trumpet stopped abruptly. However, there were still figures wandering in at the entrance of the school yard, and then leisurely wandering around the team looking for themselves, and from time to time they greeted acquaintances in the crowd with a smooth laugh.

The whole camp was in a chaotic queue, and it was noisy and noisy.

However, on the parade platform, Sitz, who witnessed all this, had the same color, and stood there in uniform and in the shape of a sword, as if he was blind.

It wasn't until the trumpet stopped that he moved slightly, and looked up at the sun that had sunken into the horizon in the same place, the red sunlight shining on the earth, giving people the illusion of warmth like a bath, but in fact, there was a tingling chill in the air around him.

When the number of people was slightly together, Sitz announced in a loud voice:

"I have received definite news that there will be a legion of the Highland Kingdom going south today, this is the only time in decades, it is a test and an opportunity for us!"

At this point, he closed his mouth, stretched out his right arm, pointed at the three armies, and shouted: "I tell you clearly! I don't want to fight those damned Celtic barbarians at all, not at all!"

There was a chorus of laughter on the school field, and the Great Wall garrison nodded one after another, what the new boss said this time was unexpectedly to their taste, there is no need to fight and kill all day long, how good a life is for gangsters,

"But the Empire won't allow a cowardly force to garrison Hadrian's Wall, so I just need you to fight all night!

Before the words fell, Siz suddenly waved his arm, and behind him, at some point, there were more than a dozen large wooden boxes lined up on the high platform, and the two heavily armed and cold-looking guards standing next to each wooden box immediately understood, stepped forward, held the lid of the wooden box and opened it suddenly.

Suddenly. Dazzling golden light shines out, almost dazzling people's eyes!

When their eyes were slightly adjusted, the thousands of soldiers in the audience looked at the contents of the wooden box in a daze, and gasped in unison for a long time, with a shocked look on their faces, the box was filled with yellow, orange, orange, and genuine gold coins.

Moment. Several pairs of eyes were filled with a hungry wolf-like green light, for these people, it was pointless to reason with facts, talking about military discipline and honor was a waste of time, only gold could make them raise their will to fight.

At this moment, the entire garrison of the Great Wall, whether it was soldiers or officers, stared at the box full of gold coins, refusing to take half an inch of their eyes off.

"It's all yours, and the giving and reaping is always fair. You only need to resist for one night, and each of you can get enough gold to satisfy your selfish desires! And all you have to pay is an adventure, and you will get out tomorrow with the money, or now you will leave empty-handed! Now, the choice is in your own hands, choose, your fate is in your own hands!"

The last sentence. Sitz's roar was like rolling thunder, roaring endlessly. Echoes over the entire school field!

At the same time, his guards pushed the three wooden boxes off the platform, and with a bang, the yellow gold coins poured to the ground, reflecting the intoxicating golden light in the setting sun.

The silence lasted for a long time, and suddenly!

"Whoa!"

A roar like a beast rang out. A tall soldier rushed out of the crowd, his red eyes falling on the pile of gold coins, and frantically holding the gold coins into his arms.

"My, my, these are mine!"

With a frantic look on his face, he bent over and held a pile of gold coins in both hands. Looking at the gold coin, his expression gradually distorted, and he suddenly raised his hands and threw these cute and charming knick-knacks into the sky.

Whoa!

Countless gold coins fell from the soldier's head with a heart-pounding sound.

Time seems to freeze for a moment!

Next second!

"Whoa!"

The whole camp boiled, and thousands of soldiers turned into thousands of irrational beasts, and all that was left in their eyes was the round object with the most beautiful colors in the world!

"Take it, take it all! This is only one-fifth of all gold, and as long as you hold on tomorrow morning, all the gold will be yours!"

Sitz yelled at the frenzied crowd as he dragged the remaining wooden boxes away, staring at the warriors blinded by wealth, and a cold smile gradually formed on the corner of the man's mouth:

"Hehe, since you want the evil spirit gold coin so much, then exchange your life for it. ”

......

After nightfall, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually returned to silence, and both shops and houses closed their doors to usher in a long night of rest.

The silver moon slowly climbed into the sky, and the shadows of the houses slowly moved westward, and in the night, hundreds of Celts in black robes suddenly infiltrated the city, followed by a series of piercing horns.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Alert! Everyone's on the lookout! The Celtics are in town!"

"No one is allowed to open the door! Again, no one is allowed to open the door!"

Soon, the heavily armored guards rushed out of the darkness, holding bright daggers, blocking the Celts' retreat from everywhere, and pounced like beasts.

The Kyle people led by him didn't seem to understand the current situation, and shouted in a bit of a daze:

"Wait a minute! We're ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a slender female warrior flew in front of him, a cold light flashed in her hand, and stabbed her short sword into his chest.

"Yes...... You!"

The Celtic's eyes widened suddenly, his bloodshot eyes staring at each other, and in the flash of lightning, a look of realization appeared on his face, and suddenly a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out, and it went down softly.

"Kill them all, not a single live mouth is allowed!"

Nancy drew her dagger from his chest and swung it away the blood as she pounced on another Celtic who was about to speak.

Due to the early ambush and the poor quality of the Celts, thousands of guards quickly slaughtered them, and finally, at the request of the temporary commander Nancy, they showed all the enemies to the public.

Shortly after the one-sided massacre ended, the inhabitants who had been watching it all in the shadows finally pressed half of their hearts and were about to cover their heads and force themselves to sleep. Unexpectedly, about half an hour later, the sound of bustling footsteps suddenly sounded in the city of Dunlun, and it was so heavy that it almost crushed the earth.

There won't be another enemy attack, right?

The residents gasped and walked to the crack in the door, secretly observing the scene in the street, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was rows of heavily armed guards.

Nancy walked briskly in front of Yare, gave a military salute on her legs, and then pointed to the head hanging from the city wall and said:

"Report to the sir, the enemy has been wiped out. ”

"This is just the first wave. ”

The black-haired knight let out a long sigh with a solemn face, and deliberately said loudly:

"The enemy's vanguard has already crossed Hadrian's Wall, and it won't be long before it will be under the city, and when the time comes, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with. ”

"We will defend the city of Dunlun and will not retreat!" the girl assured with a solemn expression.

"I have faith in your courage!"

Ya Lei patted her on the shoulder, then showed a sad expression, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, in a few days, Dunlun City is afraid that it will be a river of blood...... Let's evacuate. ”

"Yes, sir!"

......

"Register, you families have taken refuge in Giant Bear Village, right? Don't worry, the Governor's Mansion has been arranged, it is absolutely safe there, and you will come back when the war is over." ”

"Okay, okay, I know it's not easy for you to build a family business, but safety first, let's go. ”

"Don't cry, wait for the Celts to come, don't talk about the house, you can't even save your life. ”

Under the attention of hundreds of dead heads on the city wall, the evacuation and evacuation of the residents of Dunlun City went extremely smoothly. Although most people were reluctant to leave their homes while crying, they couldn't defeat the current shadow of the enemy, and after packing up everything they could take away, they left in a panic.

The remaining part of the stunned young people who are not afraid of death are no match for the fists of the Weisuo army, and under the threat of drinking and beating, they can only retreat with a soft crowd.

When the sun rose, Dunlun, which was already a small city, became an empty city again, and after repeated searches to determine that Dunlun had become a dead city, Yalei ordered people to pour black oil on the large and small buildings in the city, and then led the army to withdraw outside the city.

In the glow of the first morning sun, the black-haired knight stood in front of everyone with a torch in his hand, pointed to the dead city behind him, and shouted:

"Look at this crumbling wall, defending such a city will only bleed the army in vain, Dunlun City is our place of death, and Glamorgan is our only hope! Now I will burn this city of death with my own hands, and you will fight against the water in the hopeful city of Glamorgan!"

With that, he threw his torch at the tallest building in the city, the windmill that had once been used by the Governor's Palace as a temporary office.

Boom!

The fuel-coated wooden windmill ignited and burned into a large torch in the blink of an eye, and with the black oil flowing from the ground, it continued to expand wildly in all directions, and the fire quickly joined together, enveloping the entire city of Dunlun in the sky. (To be continued.) )