"Long live the kingdom!"

"For Giggs!"

"Kill all these rebels!"

On the nearly ten-meter-high city wall of Boult City, the shouts of killing belonging to the side of Giggs completely overshadowed the side of the Franconian Kingdom, and the morale was high and the morale of the army was soaring. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without him, this was not a reciprocal war from the start.

The garrison that had occupied air supremacy began to suppress the city of Boult from the time when it began to fill the moat, and once the bomber detachment divided into three groups found that the enemy troops had come to the city and interfered with the landfill work, they would immediately dispatch to defeat the enemy troops organized at the head of the city.

Again and again, the army in Boult chose to ignore the moat filling carried out by the garrison after suffering a large number of losses, and instead found another way to disrupt or interfere with the siege progress of the garrison.

However, whether it was a night attack or a decapitation action taken by the Night Elf Assassins, it was in vain in the face of the well-prepared garrison, and even the loss of troops was lost.

This operation continued until Franconia was placed outside the city of Boult, and a partial army of nearly 10,000 people, which constantly put some pressure on the garrison, was secretly divided into a division by Giggs to carry out a sneak attack, and after being defeated, the city of Boult was never moved again.

However, for those Night Elves who have been sneaking up on their own food transport team, Giggs really has no choice, and the small-scale baggage soldiers can't resist the sneak attack of these Night Elves, and even once made Giggs have the idea of retreating.

In the end, directly bearing the risk of possible commotion in the royal capital, Giggs transferred the guards of the royal capital, and let the guards and baggage soldiers mix together to keep the logistics line.

Even after a few counterattacks, the Night Elf army, which had suffered a certain amount of losses, began to act cautiously, and this caution was a long breath for the entire garrison, because the loss of food and grass was still within an acceptable range.

At least there is no need to worry about the soldiers of these three divisions causing a mutiny because they can't fill their stomachs, which will cause some unnecessary trouble.

In the midst of Franken's suffering, the moat was finally filled by the garrison, but when it came time to fight for the walls, Franconian found himself still thinking too optimistic.

Not to mention the elite level of the soldiers, these can be offset by the city walls in the defense of the city, but Franconian never expected that there would be such a thing as an airplane that should not exist in another world.

Even though he had already responded and ordered the craftsmen to make an air-capable trebuchet, everything turned into despair after the pilots smiled slightly and pulled the plane to a height of several hundred meters in the air.

Whenever the garrison attacked the city, five planes circled in the city and bombed the information transmitted by some of the city's intelligence officers, which greatly damaged the morale of the soldiers and civilians in Boult.

After the temporary retreat of the garrison, the flying team that has done the handover work will bomb the resting place of the soldiers of the Franconian Kingdom, under the attack of this scale, the defense of Boult City has held out for half a month, and it has been Franken's great efforts and a lot of blood.

However, slogans are just slogans after all, wealth and blood have become extremely pale under this high-intensity war and great pressure, and what to spend money when life is gone?

The extravagant complex is the result of Franconia's extensive expansion and renovation of his original mansion after becoming king, and the mansion, which once represented supreme power and wealth, now has a decaying feel.

The house is still the same house, but the owner of the house is going to lose his power, even his life, is a realization that exists in the hearts of those who have some insight in the city of Burth.

In the secret instigation of the intelligence officers, many officials, businessmen, and even officers and soldiers secretly have their own little commotion, and the owner of the city naturally knows a little about this.

Walking up to the top floor of a high-rise building built at great cost to satisfy his desire to overlook the whole city of Burth, Franconian looked at the crumbling walls, the city with black smoke and fire, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

"The general trend has gone, and the foundation that has been inherited for hundreds of years is now going to come to naught in my hands, but there is not much emotion in my heart at this time, and some are just unwilling~"

His knuckles were white and trembling, as if the hands that had once controlled the fate of millions of men were now about to crush the fine railing, but it was only delusional, and listening to the sound of trumpets in the distance, Franconia knew that another attack by Giggs was about to begin.

After a long silence, Franconian went downstairs to the first floor of the tall building, and wrote his unique, distinctive handwriting on a piece of paper less than a finger long.

"The general trend is gone, open the letter, and we will all die!"

The specially trained carrier pigeon flapped its wings and turned into a black spot in the northern sky in an instant, and it was not until Francon's naked eye was out of sight that the monarch of the Franconian kingdom let out a long sigh and walked towards his own hall, where he had gathered a group of men.

The planes bombed, and the pilots received orders not to destroy the buildings where Franken lived, after all, in the eyes of the generals, these buildings would soon become the place of Giggs.

After all, it is a northern city, and it is where Franconia is the palace, it would be a pity to destroy it directly, it is better to make it the palace of Giggs, these Giggs naturally know it, but he is also happy to do so.

"Your Majesty, the intelligence agents in the city have sent out a message that the general they plotted against will change the guard in five days, and he will be responsible for the defense of this side of the city gate, and the city gate will be opened at night. ”

Naturally, the Intelligence Service, now known as the Military Command, spent a lot of resources and manpower on this war, and now it is time for all this to come to fruition.

Hearing the information from the head of the military command, Giggs couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, but he was suppressed in an instant.

After signaling the intelligence officer to go down, Giggs couldn't help frowning, and the bad premonition became stronger and stronger in his heart, but Giggs thought carefully about the situation in all aspects, but he couldn't think of any unexpected possibilities.

In a small city on the northern border of human territory, the old butler, who was leisurely drinking tea at home and enjoying a maid's massage, saw the carrier pigeon flying into the yard from the sky, and suddenly disappeared like a rich man who had been a pensioner.

The figure of his subordinates at this time actually gave people a feeling that they couldn't look directly, which made the two maids who were serving the old housekeeper stunned for a moment, and this stunned was the eternal darkness of consciousness.

Putting the blood-stained knife back into his cuff, the old butler reached out and took off the paper tube on the carrier pigeon, opened it, and immediately his face was full of seriousness, and his eyes were red. (To be continued.) )