Chapter 366: Into the City

The morning glow reflected the red sky, and white clouds floated in the blue sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Victor opened his hazy eyes, lifted the animal skin blanket from his body, and stood up from the city wall. He stretched his waist, rubbed his face with the palm of his hand, wiped off the large piece of eye droppings from the corner of his eye, and turned to look at the big school field not far from the city.

"Grandma, I can't live this day, it's so noisy every morning that I can't sleep......" Victor muttered and kicked a few of his subordinates who were lying on the city road and were sleeping: "Get up, get up for me, don't sleep, I will come over and see you still sleeping, I have to give you a whip! Get me up......"

This is the north gate of the royal city of Windbrie, and Victor is a ten-captain who guards the city gate, and his ten-man team is responsible for opening and closing the city gates, and by the way, taking advantage of the small traders who enter the city.

"Head, it's still early, why do you wake us up, isn't the city's clock ringing yet, and we don't have to open the city gate before eight o'clock." You see, the sun hasn't risen yet, so let's squint a little longer. A veteran named Klisha yrothed with sleepy eyes.

Victor was angry, and he used to kick him hard: "You still have the face to say, if you hadn't asked me to bet all on it yesterday afternoon, I would not only have lost all the subsidies of the team, but also had to replace the old wolverine and their team on night duty." Otherwise, we will sleep comfortably in the barracks, and we will run to the city wall and blow the wind all night!"

Krysha said unconvinced: "That's your own hand smell, the old wolverine shook one, three or four, and it was clear that you were giving money, but you just shook one, two, three, didn't you see the old wolverine smile like a chrysanthemum at that time." If you lose all the money, you still don't admit defeat, and offer to gamble again, and if you lose our team, they will replace the old wolverine and go to the city wall to work the night shift, but the old wolverine threw out three sixes, didn't you cause us to go to the city wall to blow the wind?"

Krisha's face turned red when he said this, and he was even a little annoyed: "Then why didn't you say it earlier, you still have to ask me to bet all the money, and then I lost all the money, and I want to turn over the book and say to the old wolverine, use them to gamble on night shifts." Didn't you and Fat Ba object at the time? both lost and now they are nagging and having a fart...."

Don't make a noise, it's annoying early in the morning, so it's better to find a way to get some hot lower belly from somewhere to warm up. Paralyzed, those lazy people in the barracks won't think of bringing us food until at least nine o'clock, and they have to serve those stupid birds and uncles first. Maybe it won't be until ten o'clock...... a chubby veteran slumped against the wall, wrapped tightly in a leather blanket.

Krisha immediately shifted the object of the quarrel: "Fatty, you think about eating, you are as fat as a pig......"

The obese veteran was very impatient, and opened his mouth to scold: "It's your business, labor and management are lenient, not a villain like you cares about everything, and his heart is smaller than the tip of a needle." If you lose, you lose, the past is over, and now you still nag for a fart. The only thing that makes me regret is that bullshit Grand Duke, as soon as he came, we didn't have a good life, the messenger who was in charge of defending the palace was gone, and he was sent to guard the city gates, not only did he lose his extra money, but even his salary was cut in half, it was really paralyzed......"

Fatba's scolding immediately aroused the sympathy of the rest of the soldiers, and for a moment they poured out greetings and disrespectful words from Grand Duke Fisabrun. They were originally a brigade guarding the Rose Palace, and were directly under the Queen's jurisdiction. Duty in the palace is a beautiful difference, not only is the salary good, but from time to time there are those nobles who are willing to pay a large price to inquire about a secret matter in the palace. In addition, there are some shortcomings and humanitarian benefits, like the fat ba, who was the permanent guard of the palace kitchen, but as a result, he ate too many good things, and the whole person became fat like dough.

However, after the arrival of the Grand Duke of Fisabrun, the first thing to use to set up the horse was the palace guard of this brigade, and the heads of the captain and several squadron leaders were hung on the square in front of the palace, and the small soldiers such as Victor, Klisha, and Fat Ba were sent to guard the gates of the royal city on all sides, replacing the private soldiers of the original nobles of the southern provinces.

Thinking that in order to fight for the control of the four gates of the royal city, those nobles of the southern provinces fought privately for many times, but as a result, the Grand Duke of Fisabrun ordered that they had to look at the face of a border ranger regiment, and obediently handed over the four gates, and also sent themselves to a dead end. Without the gates to enter and exit at will, they are chickens trapped in the royal city, and the Grand Duke of Fisabrun can slaughter them whenever he wants......

Captain Victor was so frightened by his men's disrespect to the Grand Duke of Fisabrun that his face turned white: "Shhh Have you forgotten how many people His Highness killed in the second half of last year? How many of the nobles who used to be powerful in front of us are still alive? When we were sent to dig a pit, we buried dozens or hundreds of corpses as soon as we buried them, and how many of those powerful nobles we knew were buried in the ground and turned into fertilizer, have you forgotten?"

Seeing that his subordinates closed their mouths and their faces turned a little pale, Victor continued to reprimand with great satisfaction: "We are just small soldiers, and no noble lord will care about us at Anfen Point." But gossiping and bad words behind your back is the biggest taboo, in case it is not you alone, but ten of us, and even our team will be affected, none of those noble lords are kind-hearted, as long as he moves his mouth, we will all fall to the ground! Understand? Now cheer me up, stand up, and those patrol teams will come over later, so as not to be whipped. ”

There was a mournful cry from the large school yard not far away, but the sound soon stopped abruptly.

Victor couldn't help but shiver and muttered, "I don't know which unlucky guy's head is going to be hung on the wall again......"

Krisha said, "Yesterday it was seventeen, and today I don't know how many more heads will fall to the ground." ”

Fat Ba looked in the direction of the big school field and said: "Head, I heard from the old Puke in the palace kitchen at noon yesterday that the thousands of people who gathered to train in the big school field this time are still the first batch, and the Grand Duke of Fisabrun decided to reorganize the private soldiers left by these nobles plus those garrisons brought in last year to a garrison corps, and let me seize the opportunity to voluntarily sign up. But now I find that this idea is a bit hanging, could such rigorous training be a garrison legion?"

Victor nodded: "Yes, yesterday I heard Captain Boston say that this garrison corps emphasizes discipline and obedience to orders so strictly, which is stricter than that of regular field corps, and it is said that they will be relied on to garrison several strategic places in the future, so the training instructors sent by Grand Duke Fisabrun are all cold-faced stars, and they are whipped and beheaded at every turn, and they kill people without blinking." I advise you not to ask for hardship, the sin you suffered in this legion is not small, and you will not be able to bear it. ”

"Head, don't talk about it, the patrol team is coming. A soldier's sharp eyes saw the figure of a patrol on the city wall in the distance.

The patrol team was made up of the guards of the Grand Duke of Fisabrun, and several teams patrolled around the royal city every day. The patrol team inspecting the city wall was also ten people, but all of them were of the Silver Fighting rank, and the patrol team wearing the armed equipment of the Fisabrun family walked down the street, which in itself was a kind of deterrent and threat to those who were dissatisfied with the actions of the Grand Duke of Fisabrun.

"You're not bad, you're in good spirits. Rarely, the knights led by the patrol team were satisfied with the performance of Victor's team: "Which of you is responsible?"

Victor bowed and greeted: "My lord, I am Victor of the Ten Commanders. ”

The knight at the head of the patrol said, "Victor, it is good, the Grand Duke has ordered the door to open an hour earlier and close an hour later in the past two days. In addition, the city gate guards have been doubled, and I believe that your captain has received orders. ”

"Why?" Victor wondered.

The knight didn't ignore him, and explained the reason for the order very kindly: "Because after the winter wheat outside was harvested some time ago, His Royal Highness the Grand Duke has ordered that all the winter wheat harvested in the ownerless territory be transported to the royal city, and it is inconvenient to enter and exit the city gate, so the door is opened early." Also, yesterday the First Frontier Ranger Regiment went on the expedition, and I believe that there will be good news soon in the next two days, so I postponed the closure so as not to miss the messenger, understand?"

Victor nodded, then watched the patrol depart.

Fat Ba said excitedly next to him: "Head, if those convoys come, we can get bags of winter wheat to cook porridge and drink, the newly harvested winter wheat porridge is fragrant and strong, and it tastes great." ”

"Besides, let's see if the convoy is coming over there, it's so early in the morning! Krisha, go and ask Captain Boston, didn't you say that the manpower was doubled? Why haven't you sent people yet, I won't open the city gate if they don't come." Victor said as he looked at a long carriage that appeared at the end of the road in the distance outside the city.

The squad sent by Captain Boston was Victor's rival, the ten men led by the old wolverine. The old wolverine used to be a mercenary, a three-star black iron, everyone forgot what it was called, only knew that his nickname was the old wolverine.

The clock in the city rang seven times, and after a while it rang seven more times, and after a while it would ring seven more times before it was over.

"When the time comes, old wolverine, open the city gates, we won't go down, it's tiring to run up and down. Victor stood on top of the wall and shouted down.

The old wolverine scolded: "You thought you could take time to go to the city today after winning yesterday, and the paralyzed Boston sent us another messenger, and the labor-management breakfast was rushed over before he ate, and I wish him not to lift his young wife in the future!"

Victor's team stood on the city wall and laughed, Victor's heart moved, and he shouted at the old wolverine: "Old wolverine, the transport convoy outside has arrived, you go get bags of winter wheat, let's go to the tower over there to cook porridge and drink ......."

The old wolverine didn't know if he heard it, nodded and commanded his men to open the city gate. Victor leaned on the city wall and looked down, watching the long convoy arrive at the city gate, several people jumped down from the high car full of sacks and negotiated with the old wolverine, and then took a sack from the car and handed it to the old wolverine, the old wolverine got out of the way, and the carriages began to enter the city slowly.

The man who had removed the sack from the car stood next to the old wolverine and watched the carriage enter the city, laughing with the old wolverine, and untying a large skin bag from his body and handing it to the old wolverine.

"Paralysis, it must be ale or something, the old wolverine has earned it now. Victor thought jealously as he leaned on top of the wall, but soon he felt the wall shake slightly.

Victor thought it was his own delusion, but he heard the fat voice next to him trembling: "Head, head...... Look at it...... Cavalry ......"

Victor looked up, the whole person suddenly stiffened, countless cavalry in the distance were swarming towards the royal city, that posture was not at all the first frontier ranger regiment that went out yesterday, the armor and banners were different, it was clearly the enemy......

"Enemy, enemy attack...... Victor finally made a sound, and shouted at the old wolverine at the city gate, but unexpectedly saw that the person in the convoy who was originally talking and laughing with the old wolverine was pulling out the blood-stained short sword from the old wolverine's stomach, and raised his head to show a hideous smile at Victor.

It's over, the gate of the city is blocked by those carriages transporting winter wheat, and even if he goes down, he will be sent to death, and the people in those convoys are all pretending to be enemies, and the royal city is about to be lost! Victor felt that his mind was blank at this moment. By the way, these cavalrymen came from the direction of the 1st Frontier Regiment yesterday, so the 1st Frontier Cavalry Regiment is finished......

Who has such a strong combat power to destroy the First Legion of the Frontier Rangers and still be able to rush non-stop to attack the city of King Windbrie? Victor looked up unwillingly and glanced at the cavalry rolling in the distance, and then saw several familiar flags: "Angry bear pattern, isn't this the Norton family in the Northland? They are here again...... Pegasus flag, it turns out that the Philim family is also here......"

"Bang dang" Victor threw his weapon on the wall and fell to his knees.

"Head, what are you doing here?" asked the fat ba, puzzled.

"Throw your weapons away, get down on your knees like I did. Labor and management are saving your lives! When the men below rush up and you are still armed, they will attack you, hurry up, throw them all away, and get down behind me......" Victor shouted angrily.

......

Lorist was the first to storm the city of Windbrie, aiming for the Rose Palace. Because the Grand Duke of Fisabrun lives there, and as long as this old fellow is captured, then everything will be very simple. The leaderless Fisabrun family is a plate of loose sand, and you can pinch it as much as you want. Without the Grand Duke of Fisabarun, and the Great Swordsman of Cindy is a prisoner at the Second Highness, then the Fisabrun family will have no one at the helm, Viscount Christopher is his own defeated general, and Princess Celivia may run in front of her and cry, begging herself to give the Fisabrun family a way to live, and she will agree to whatever she wants......

Well, thinking too much, the first priority is to grab the old fellow of the Grand Duke of Fisabrun, Lorist wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and continued to gallop towards the Rose Palace.

Behind him, the Pegasus legionnaires of the Pegasus family flying the Pegasus banner and the knights of the Knights of the Angry Bear banner were pouring into the city of Windbury from the north gate. El and Reddy, who had kidnapped and pretended to be the men of the Winter Wheat convoy, had pulled the carriages blocking the gates with the family guards outside the gates, and were anxiously looking for mounts so they could catch up with Lorlist.

After gathering and annihilating the Fisabrun family's First Frontier Ranger Regiment at Walker Town yesterday afternoon, Lorist with the Guard Battalion and the Knights of the Angry Bear, as well as the Knights of Pegasus of Count Philim, began to march towards King Windbrie at seven o'clock in the evening, with Bodfinger and Malek leading the Rock Legion to follow, leaving the task of cleaning up the battlefield to Tiger Rose's Flying Tiger Legion.

Originally, Lorist wanted to carry out a night attack on the royal city of Windbrie overnight, but when he arrived less than ten miles away from the royal city, he found that everyone was sleepy and tired, so he had to order everyone to camp in the wild and take a good rest, after all, a big battle had just ended and the road was rushed all night, even the iron man couldn't stand it.

It's easy to attack, Lorist thought. But before six o'clock in the morning, the patrolling sentinels found a long convoy of transports, and after surrounding them, they asked Lorist to be happy, and it was really a matter of heaven, and there was a way to break the city. El and Reddy quickly captured the North Gate with their guards posing as convoy men, and the city of Windbrie fell into the hands of Lorlist.

The guards of the royal city finally sounded the alarm horn, and the bells of the enemy attack rang in a panic, and some of the patrols bravely launched a counterattack against the enemy on the streets and on the city walls, but soon they all fell in pools of blood......

Lorist finally saw the two golden gates of the Rose Palace, he drew his sword, and rode towards the dozen or so palace gate guards...... (To be continued.) )