"Aita, send the latest information to 34 East Stard Street!"

Rubers, the intelligence officer on duty, carefully rolled up the information in his hand, stuffed it into a cylinder dedicated to transmitting information, clasped it tightly with his hand, and handed it to a young herald waiting for him, with golden curly hair, a very white face, and a smart look in his eyes.

He put the lanyard containing the information around his neck to avoid losing it on the road because he thought it was a bumpy ride, and then waved his hand to the two cavalry guards behind him, according to the regulations, such classified information was guarded by cavalry

"Hurry up, the adults are still waiting" The adjutant on duty loudly urged the herald to go on the road, the military situation is like fire, and every moment of delay will cause unpredictable accidents, not to mention that this information is so urgent that it can even determine the direction of the Falcon Dynasty

"Don't worry, you won't miss the adults!" the young herald patted the wooden cylinder in his arms, this short wooden cylinder with a length of 20 centimeters and a diameter of 10 centimeters was a special intelligence cylinder for the Falcon Legion.

The appearance looks very ordinary, in fact, there is a mystery inside, there is a layer of sealed white phosphorus in the bottom of the cylinder, if the herald finds that the intelligence is leaked or may be seized by the enemy, he only needs to twist the switch at the bottom, the white phosphorus at the bottom will spontaneously combust when it encounters air and light, and the cylinder will be burned together with the intelligence

This is the masterpiece of the head of the weapons research center, Lidahir, who originally hoped to develop a spontaneously combustible throwing weapon, but instead invented this kind of sandwich barrel of little significance.

The fat man felt that it was too bulky, and it was not very powerful, and the white phosphorus combustion could not compare to the ferocity of the fuel bomb. Moreover, with the existing technical conditions, it is difficult to completely isolate the air, once it spontaneously combusts during storage or transportation, the consequences are unimaginable, and finally after some improvements. It is reduced by 100 times according to the original size, and it has become a special intelligence tube for this kind of corps.

No. 34 Eaststaskaya Street, an annex on the east side of the main road in Urhausk, is full of green vines, and from the outside it is just an ordinary aristocratic summer manor. In fact, there is also a name that many people in Ulhausk do not know.

Falcon Kingdom Adjutant Office. The news of the Dorok army's invasion of Parabun made the entire Falcon Dynasty adjutants busy, and in the busy noise, the faces of the fast-paced adjutants and the intelligence officers of the headquarters were shrouded in an unbelievable look,

Even if there's time to stop and talk. They also exchanged shocked glances as they passed each other, and then hurried to their places

In their spare time, everyone had speculated that the Nords would go north and force Ruierdian to join forces, but they didn't expect that the Dorok people, known as Ruierdian's back garden, would be allowed. At this most critical moment, he will stab the old master fiercely, and this time the storm came so fiercely, almost like a storm, it suddenly descended on the land in the north of the continent

Three days ago in the evening. A group of 5,000 Dorok troops, crossing the mountains of the border, suddenly attacked the outpost on the border of Ryordian, and after a night of fierce fighting, more than 1,000 of the Ryordian border guards were killed and wounded, and the mountain pass was lost.

This had not yet attracted the attention of the Parabun Kyoto side, who thought it was a certain Dorok tribe. Retaliation for the massacre some time ago,

In order to punish these unfortunate Dorok barbarians. The Paravon side quickly brought in a main flag regiment to counterattack, vowing to wipe out all these daring guys. But soon, Paravon Kyoto realized that he had made a big mistake, this small group of Dorok soldiers was obviously not an ordinary army mainly composed of mountain people that he had encountered before, but a well-equipped Dorok elite swordsman who could only be seen in the high noble group of Dorok.

The 8,000-strong Ruierdian Banner Regiment, in front of these elite swordsmen who are equivalent to the combat power of the Ruierdian Knights, not only did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, but was defeated by the opponent with inferior forces.

8,000 soldiers, almost without even opening the most basic line of defense, were rushed into the military formation by thousands of elite Dorok shield swordsmen who had been gathering momentum for a long time, wielding one-handed swords, holding tall Dorok mountain shields, and carrying a whole row of spears.

The combat strength of the Kyoto Army in Paravon is mainly in Kyoto, and the flag regiment sent to the Dorok Mountains to suppress it is nominally the main flag regiment, but in fact it is just a new flag regiment that has just been formed for less than a month,...,

The whole army was in chaos, and the commander of the Rui Erdian Banner who led the army was hacked to death in the sword to drive away the rebels, and the news that more than 3,000 of his soldiers were killed in battle and more than 4,000 people were captured shook the entire Parabun Kyoto.

Rui Erdian suddenly realized that his carelessness gave the other party a chance to prove it.

The death of 8,000 people is small, but this time Rui Erdian was defeated so lightly, which undoubtedly left all the Dorok people with the impression that Rui Erdian was already at the end of the road.

The human heart is always terrible, no matter how cowardly the sheep has its brave moment, although brave is like a philistine chick, always like the side with many people, when they find that the strong person who has been pressed on their heads for hundreds of years turns out to be just a paper tiger that scares people, the hearts of the Dorok tribes also began to beat, rather than being robbed by force, bullied at will, and carrying the big stones to build the fortress under the sun, it is better to raise the sword and tear this already weak master to pieces, which is more in line with their hearts.

Overnight, 21 tribes rebelled at the same time along the 300-kilometer stretch of the Dorok Mountains bordering Ryrdian, with a total of more than 120,000 troops.

Heaven testifies that when they got the news, no one believed it to be true. How is this possible? The Paravon Kyoto panicked, and the crusading army outside the city also panicked, and no one thought that the barbarians of the Dorok Mountains, who had always been submissive, would dare to raise their long swords to themselves at this moment, especially the Paravon Kyoto, and he was still thinking about expanding his territory to Dorok.

The war horse of the "emergency intelligence" herald was like a shadow, rushing over with a whistling breeze next to the guards standing guard on both sides of the gate, and the two escort cavalry who followed closely behind them pulled the war horse that stepped down at the gate

The herald turned over and dismounted in front of a three-story building, pushed the door open with his right hand, and trotted all the way with the information in his hand, and the loud sound shook the outer hall on the first floor, and several adjutants on duty on the roadside turned their heads almost at the same time, and the adjutant on duty, who had been waiting for the full-time duty in charge of confidential transmission on the first floor, quickly walked over, took the battle report from the herald, and without even a glance at the delay, he hurriedly turned around and went upstairs,

"Your Majesty, urgent military report!"

The adjutant stopped in front of the door of the conference hall on the second floor and reported loudly to the inside

"Come in!"

The door opened, and the adjutant walked in with a respectful expression, as far as the eye could see, it was the straight backs of the senior generals of the Falcon Dynasty standing in three rows of concaves, any of them here were people with heavy troops and powerful powers, but at this moment, their faces were full of respect and sincerity, and their eyes exuded a strong war spirit,

In the center of their gaze,

A familiar figure was holding up the command whip in his hand, slamming it on the huge map in the middle,

Said in a tone of imperativeness

Since the Nords think that we will have some scruples and dare not go south, then we will surprise them, and our goal is here, Perlagher!"