After galloping for a day and a night, Du Wei ordered the whole army not to rest, such an order seemed a little unkind to the soldiers who had just experienced a skirmish, but the cavalry of the Tulip family still strictly carried out the orders of the Duke.

"I know you're tired! I'm even more tired!" Du Wei said unceremoniously, "You are knights with strict training, and I'm a weak magician." To tell you the truth, Lao Tzu is sitting on the horse now, and both thighs hurt so much that I am about to get angry. Still, my warriors...... There are 20,000 jackals in front of us, ready to devour our brothers and sisters and ravage our people! We must persevere! Hold on!"

Du Wei's energetic voice has passed on the ears of every tulip cavalryman, and I have to say that Du Wei's words really have a lot of water, not to mention Du Wei, who has cultivated the starry sky fighting spirit, his body is far from being "weak" at all, and as a magician, he has quietly used a wind magic, making his body a lot lighter.

It was the Muse who was really uncomfortable, and he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. But he knew that as long as he showed that he couldn't hold on a little bit, then this ruthless duke would not hesitate to throw himself in the middle of the road—he probably wanted to do it a long time ago!

"My lord!" one of the scout cavalrymen who was running at the front galloped back, "Go over the hillside in front of you, and you will see the city of Gilliat!"

"Order the whole army to slow down!" Du Wei wiped the sweat from his head.

It was really tiring, and although I had tried my best to alleviate the bumps on the horse's back, the inside of my thigh rubbed against the saddle for a day, and it hurt terribly.

Along the way, I have to say that Du Wei's luck is really good! Some "golden wolf head guard" on that steppe led people to attack Gilliat City. An army of 20,000 people must have been surrounded by scouts, but Du Wei and his party did not encounter the steppe people again.

I have to say that he was very lucky.

Du Wei is in a race against time! The most ideal result is to reach the city of Gilliat before the steppe people! If not, retreat to the next best thing, before the steppe people attack!

It's a hillside, or rather, a hill to be exact. Du Wei let the horses stop below, and he led a few people to climb the mountain bag, and from a distance, the city of Gilliat was in front of him!

The sky was full of stars, and the dilapidated walls of Gilliat had been briefly renovated after Du Wei established it as his production base, but it was mostly only used to prevent outsiders from prying eyes and to prevent the slaves inside from escaping.

To put it mildly, if it is from a military point of view...... Longbottom once made an unceremonious parity: "If I lead the troops, I can hit the city wall with one charge!"

Du Wei and a few of his subordinates had just climbed up the hill and looked into the distance, and his first reaction was to gasp!!

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The city of Gilliat was backed by Mount Kilimano, but beneath the walls was a vast expanse of open land! It was a vast wasteland about a dozen square miles, and the grassland was covered with shallow shallow shrubs all year round except for gravel.

It can be said that there is no better battlefield for cavalry than this place! On the flat wasteland, when the cavalry charges to the ground, there is no obstruction!

And at this moment, under Du Wei's eyelids, on the wasteland below the city of Gilliat, it has been occupied by the steppe people!

The armies of these steppe people are completely different from the armies of the Empire. They were not in the habit of camping, they did not even build camps, they did not use fences for any protection.

Probably because this time it was a sneak attack that infiltrated the territory of the empire, and it didn't carry a baggage convoy.

However, as far as the eye can see, the tents on the wasteland are like mushrooms growing out of thin air on the ground.

People shouted and neighed, and there was a lot of excitement. Around those tents, savages in steppe coats were busy, living, feeding the horses. Countless huge torches of burning pine resin were erected in it, illuminating it as if it were daytime.

The tents one by one, the steppe wolves holding scimitars one by one, were murderous.

What relieved Du Wei was ...... On top of the walls of Gilliat, tulip flags are still erected high!

The city is still there, and Robert hasn't lost it!

A hint of jīng flashed in Du Wei's eyes, he looked back at a few of his subordinates, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that we have to find a way to pass through the enemy's tent first." ”

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The steppe people had no intention of resting, they seemed to have known that the city of Gilliat was under-armed, after all, it was a former capital city, and its scale was not small. For such a large city, if it were to be completely defended, the soldiers under Knight Robert were really a little stretched.

Four thousand people is too little for a long wall!

Robert stood on top of the city wall, looking at the steppe man shaking his scimitar in a dawegian manner, his resolute face full of worry.

These steppe people arrived this evening, and the other party seemed to have been planning for a long time to take the city of Gilliat in one fell swoop, and they came up and launched an extremely rapid raid.

If other generals were replaced, I am afraid that they would suddenly be attacked by this grassland warrior who fell from the sky, and the city defense would have been lost long ago. However, Knight Robert, who has always been calm, has always remembered Dewey's instructions when he handed over the city to him.

Duvey was holding Robert's hand. He said in a low voice: "This factory in the city is all my belongings! Robert, the things here must not be accidental, let alone seen or known by outsiders! I am handing over my family life to you!!"

The loyal and steady Robert felt the pressure on his shoulders, and he made a very strict set of defensive rules, dividing the limited force into rotational shifts on duty on the walls, and not slacking off at any time.

Fortunately, there is nothing else in this abandoned city, but there are many stones. The soldiers did not hesitate to tear down many houses and carry stones to the top of the city. This was also Robert's order, and he demanded to be ready for battle at all times.

There was once a soldier who dozed off while on duty was severely whipped by Robert and lay in bed for three days. Such harsh demands made many soldiers resentful, who felt that there was no need to be so strict in guarding such a remote, abandoned city.

The city is nothing but a bunch of working slaves, no gold or silver treasures, just workshops one by one, who will come here to look for trouble?

And such a move has finally paid off.

The first round of raids by the steppe people was soon discovered by the soldiers defending the city, and Robert was the first to go to the city.

In the first battle of the afternoon, the steppe people's plan to attack the city of Gilliat failed. After leaving behind three hundred corpses, they retreated for the time being.

And Robert, with the loss of two hundred men, plus three hundred wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness.

When the army was insufficient, Robert made a quick decision, he issued a batch of weapons, and mobilized a thousand young slaves from the city to defend the city.

He didn't do much mobilization for these slaves, but pointed to the steppe people riding on horses and wielding scimitars under the city, and said coldly: "You see, these guys are the wolves of the steppe! If they come in, then you will all be killed! These people will not be spared! I am not asking you to help me defend the city, but to fight for your own survival." ”

Fortunately, Du Wei has always been kind to these slaves, eating and drinking without worry, and promised them zìyóu in the future. Most of the slaves took part in the battle consciously.

In the afternoon, the steppes launched three attacks, each of which was repulsed with the cooperation of the defenders and slaves.

But the problem was in front of Robert: his regular army had lost a full 800 men, and almost a quarter of its combat effectiveness. And the slaves also suffered nearly a thousand casualties due to lack of equipment. The bows and arrows of the steppe people, in particular, were especially fatal to slaves who were not protected by armor and shields.

Taking advantage of the enemy's temporary retreat once again, Robert ordered the dismantling of a large number of abandoned door panels and the walls to act as shields.

The steppe people did not seem to be ready to give Robert a chance to breathe, although they set up tents outside the city, but did not rest, but divided two teams of 1,000 people, and disturbed the city all the time, round after round of arrow rain, so that the people in the city did not dare to relax.

Robert looked at the night sè, at the hideous enemies under the city, and the knight was worried.

"Is the gate blocked?" said Robert, glancing at one of his men.

"Alright, sir. This is an officer with the rank of commander: "We blocked the gates with stones!"

Robert sighed, his face showing no relief.

Blocking the city gates is a last resort.

The method of attacking the city by the steppe people in the afternoon made the knight Robert from the interior of the empire frown.

Because the northwest is an arid region, there are usually no moats around the city, so the steppe people can rush to the city without impunity and directly threaten the city gates.

These steppe men could send a hundred and ten death squad cavalry, brave the city to drop stones and arrows, rush to an effective distance in one go, and then they would use a special tool they carried with them: an iron arrow. The arrowhead has a sharp hook, and the arrow is supported by a very strong rope on the ground. Dozens of specially selected cavalrymen with strong arms simultaneously aimed at the city gate from a distance, and the arrows were nailed to the city gate, and the hook hooked deeply the city gate, and then the one hundred and ten cavalrymen hung the other end of the rope on their horses and ran back at high speed.

In the first battle in the afternoon, the other party was like this, dozens of horses and land forces pulled down the city gate in one fell swoop!

At that time, Robert personally led a team of heavily armored heavy infantry to block the city gate, which finally blocked the swarming cavalry rushing into the city steppe in one breath, but his only team of heavy armored infantry was also lost in that battle.

In the end, a scene was formed that made people cry without tears: the city gate was blocked by the corpses of the soldiers of their own side and the horses of the slain steppe cavalry, which resolved the crisis.

Afterwards, Robert ignored the two wounds on his body that were cut by the scimitar, and immediately ordered the city gate to be blocked with stones!

In this way, it seems to be safe, but it also cuts off hope!

If reinforcements from your own side arrive...... So if you want to take reinforcements into the city, you ......

Make a decision immediately, but if you don't block the city gate, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for today's rì to fall, and the city will be lost!

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Under the starlight, in the tent group of the grassland people, a strange horn suddenly sounded, and the voice seemed to have a faint astringency. All the steppe men, who were running under the city on horseback, and did not go in to shè a few arrows on the head of the city, heard this trumpet, and at the same time turned their horses' heads and retreated.

"What are they doing?" said Robert.

The commander beside him was from the northwest, he thought for a moment, looked at the night sky, and said, "My lord, it may be midnight." The custom of the steppe people, when it comes to midnight, is to overkill the undead. They believe that midnight is the best time for the Dead to ascend to heaven. At this time, they will burn the bodies of those who died during the day, and only then will they stop everything...... It should take about an hour. ”

"An hour. Robert breathed a sigh of relief: "So, we can rest for an hour." ”

"I don't think so, sir!" said the commander of his subordinates, but his face was ugly, "I think we're in trouble...... My lord!"

"Why?"

The commander whispered, "I have been to the grasslands, and my father also participated in the war with the Northwesterners more than twenty years ago. If in the middle of the war, the steppe people will choose to stop fighting at night and overlive the souls...... Then there is only one explanation!"

"Oh?"

The commander's face was ugly: "In their army, there are shamans and shamans with them! Only shamans are qualified to appease the spirits of the dead warriors." This is their custom...... My lord, shaman, the equivalent of the magicians of our empire! ”

Robert was silent for a while, he looked at the tent of the steppe man in the distance, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Magician...... Shamanic ...... Hell, if shamans have skills comparable to magicians, why don't they let shamans attack us in the afternoon?"

The commander shook his head, "My lord, I don't know what I know. However, I vaguely heard that the rules of the grassland people are different from ours. Their shamans generally don't take it lightly, especially in times of war. Only after their own side has shed blood first will the shaman sorcerer intervene. It seems that shamans are said to abide by a strange rule. If a shaman strikes a killer first, it is a sin for them. If they die first, and the shaman takes revenge, then it is not a transgression. ”

"Weird rules. Robert clenched the sword in his hand.

"Your Excellency. The commander smiled suddenly, his appearance was not outstanding, but there was a determination in his eyes at the moment: "I think as soon as the day dawns, their shaman will make a move...... Whether we will live to see tomorrow's rì fall is still unknown...... No matter what, it is my honor to fight side by side with you, and it is also my honor to die under the tulip flag!"

Robert was silent for a while, looking at this subordinate who didn't like to talk in peace, he took a deep breath, raised his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Everything is for the family!"

"For the sake of the family!" the commander drew his sword as well, tapped it lightly with Robert's, and then performed a knightly salute.

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The hour seemed long, and it seemed short.

However, Robert knew in his heart that he was probably more than lucky this time! The sneak attack of the steppe people had no warning, and he couldn't even send a letter to the young master. On the plain, everywhere were the cavalry of the steppe people. I want to send scouts out to deliver letters or ask for help...... That's wishful thinking.

In the tent of the steppe people, there were a burst of horns, and the horns were melodious, as if to soothe the souls of the dead, faintly with a hint of softness. But to Robert's ears, the sound seemed to be a life-threatening movement!

For as soon as this trumpet is over, it is certain that the steppe people will launch the next attack......! There will be shamans in the war!

Finally, when the horn ended, Robert suddenly straightened his chest, and the wound on his left shoulder was still aching—maybe the bandage was not tight enough, it was a little loose, and Robert could feel the blood soaked through the bandage, sticky and wet, very uncomfortable.

But...... They're all dying people, so what do you care about so much.

Knight Robert sneered, and he lightly rested his sword on the city wall, and a hint of death erupted in his eyes.

A sound of drums like thunder came from the depths of the tent of the steppe people, and then the sound of horses' hooves started, and a group of steppe cavalry rushed out of their barracks, and then lined up in a queue, and suddenly dozens of strong men with upper bodies ran out from behind, they carried a few huge sharp wooden stakes, and then turned the hammer to stick these sharp wooden sticks into the ground.

These one-man sticks stood outside the bow and arrow under the city, and the top end was sharp, and Robert didn't understand what these people were trying to do.

The ensuing scene made Robert suddenly furious!

The steppe people began to carry out the corpses one by one! From the appearance of those corpses, Robert immediately recognized them as his own people who had fallen from the city after being killed and wounded in the battle this afternoon!

There are their own soldiers, and those slaves!!

Now, all the armor and clothes on each of these dead warriors have been stripped off! And the armor that originally belonged to the infantry under his command has been worn on the bodies of the steppe people! These steppe people in the mineral-devoid areas seem to have a natural desire for armor, and whether they fit in or not, they just wear the armor of the imperial infantry crookedly and sit on their horses.

The bodies were laid out in a row, and the dead warriors lay upright on the ground. A steppe man slowly walked out of the queue a few steps, pointed to the city wall with a scimitar in his hand, and shouted a few words.

From afar, Robert couldn't hear the steppe man clearly, but when the guy finished speaking, the steppe man next to him immediately burst into a roar and shout. They were like crazy, with their scimitars in their hands, and howled like wild beasts!

"What do they want to do?" said Robert Yīn, grimacing.

"My lord! they declared...... Slaughter the city!" the commander next to him gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Slaughtering the city?"

"Yes!" The officer suddenly smashed his fist on the city wall, and tears suddenly flowed from his eyes: "They...... They're going to take a head!!"

Without waiting for Robert to ask again, he suddenly heard the prairie man roar, and the dozens of strong men with upper body ** behind him took down the snow bright scimitar from behind him as if they had heard the order. Under the eyelids of Robert and many soldiers in the city, they cut off the corpses of the dead Tulip family warriors one by one!

Then, the heads were all pierced on top of those sharp stakes! Rows and rows of stakes were covered with bloody heads!!

This move immediately made all the soldiers standing in the city angry, the soldiers roared loudly, drew their weapons, and for a while the crowd was angry, and some even wanted to jump off the city to fight each other. If it weren't for the city gate being blocked, I'm afraid someone would have rushed out desperately!!

Even Robert, who has always been calm, has bloodshot eyes and distorted face at this moment, and he roared angrily, and jumped onto the city wall, he was so angry that he was almost about to jump off the city on the spot to fight the enemy, but suddenly he was hugged by the commander next to him and pulled him down.

"My lord!" my lord's eyes were red!!!! "My lord! This is a trick used by the steppe people! They often use this method to provoke the defenders and lead them out for a decisive battle when they are attacking the city!

Robert roared angrily, turned to the steppe man and shouted: "Brutes! a group of brutes! If there is a chance, I will make all the people on the prairie turn into chéngrén heads!!!

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Du Wei stood on the hillside, looking ahead.

The subordinates behind him felt the Duke's body tremble faintly.

Du Wei used the eagle eye technique, although it was still a few miles away, but he could still clearly see the scene that happened under the city, especially when those steppe people cut off the heads of those corpses and pierced them one by one on the wooden stakes, Du Wei's fists were clenched tightly, and his nails almost pierced his palms. The subordinates behind him couldn't see this, but they could clearly feel that a terrifying chill suddenly erupted from the Duke's body!!

"Your Excellency...... You ......"

Ziggy tentatively spoke.

Dewey turned his head, looking at Ziggy's face, at the faithful student of magic. He suddenly gritted his teeth: "It's a pity that you can't see that scene...... I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky!"

After speaking, he made up his mind: "Go down and let everyone gather, we are ready to rush over!"

"No!!" Ziggy immediately objected.

"What did you say?!"

Ziggy looked at Du Wei's angry eyes, he suddenly felt a cold in his neck, and hurriedly said, "My lord! In this situation, the army is besieging the city, and the defenders in the city are outnumbered, and according to the usual practice, most of them have already blocked the city gates...... Even if we rush over, the city gate is blocked, and we can't enter the city......!

Du Wei was silent, he thought for two seconds, and immediately made a decision.

"That's it! I'll rush into the city first! I'm a magician, I can fly in from the sky......" As soon as he said this, Zig seemed to object, but he was forced to dare not speak out by Du Wei's murderous eyes, Du Wei continued: "Zige, all of you retreat for the time being, this is too close to the enemy camp! You withdraw two miles! At dawn, Gaida should arrive with our men! You wait for all the teams to arrive! Then ...... I'll give you a signal, if you see a fire rising above the gates...... You just gather all your forces and rush in!

Ziggy looked at Du Wei and was about to disobey desperately: "My lord, but you are alone......"

"I ask you do you understand?" Du Wei drank suddenly, his eyes stared at Zigger, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm the Duke." I made a decision!Execute!!"

"Your Excellency, you are the Boss, you are the Duke!" Ziggy still tried to stop.

"Ziggy, you remember my words. Du Wei took a deep breath, and then said word by word: "There are some things in this world that you can not do...... But some, must do it!!"

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Just beside the human head frame under the city, the steppe wolves laughed and shouted unscrupulously. They didn't notice that a thick dark cloud had drifted silently across the sky.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar behind him!

Rumble!!!!!

With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning erupted from the dark clouds above the sky, which slashed down and hit the hinterland of the grassland people's camp directly!

Immediately, there was a fire, and many people who were alarmed in the grassland camp exclaimed. There was also a fire that ignited, and immediately burned three or five tents directly into a ball of fire, and the people inside were already buried in the sea of fire before they could rush out!

Du Wei rode alone, facing the camp of 20,000 troops of the steppe people, and launched an attack!

This thunder summons magic just now. It was a fifth-level spell that Du Wei could currently use, and such a magic spell was summoned, and immediately almost half of Du Wei's magic power was drained!

In the firelight, the steppe people had already spotted such a horse rushing towards their camp. The fierce steppe wolf immediately divided into dozens of horses and pounced head-on, and the rapid rain of arrows also fell all over the sky!

Du Wei was on the horse, and suddenly slapped the saddle, and the man immediately flew up from the saddle! The magician's robe on his body fluttered in the sky, and Du Wei chanted a spell loudly.

His whole person was wrapped in a cloud of silver magic brilliance, and his outstretched arms seemed to embrace the whole sky in his arms! As the dark clouds in the sky became lower and lower, lightning flowed in the dark clouds one after another, and Du Wei condescended to look at the ground densely packed with steppe people like ants, and his roar came from the sky.

"Die!!"

A little finger, as if under the guidance of the gods, in the dark clouds, once again a bolt of lightning slashed towards the densest part of the crowd!

Suddenly, the fire soared!!

Du Wei is like the incarnation of Thor at this moment, his ten fingers are dexterous like a musician, his fingers fly, as if directing the thunder in the sky to turn into a gorgeous movement, one by one lightning, under his command, like a chain of thunderbolts smashed to the ground!

In the midst of the roar, mixed with the screams and frightened cries of countless people, the running crowd and horses often turned into charred corpses one by one after the lightning!

And after more than ten consecutive thunderbolts in one breath, a long and deep ravine with a width of two meters and a length of dozens of meters was immediately plowed out on the ground!!

The thunder summoning technique of the fifth level of magic was used by Du Wei to rely on the massive amount of magic stored in the multicolored stones, and it was so crazy and intensive, it was really powerful!!But it was also extremely magical! Such a series of thunder summons also drained almost all the magic power of Du Wei's body! If it weren't for the fact that he had a ring with multicolored stones, if it was an ordinary magician of the same level as Du Wei, I am afraid that after two or three more thunders, he would be pumped out because of the transition of magic power extraction!!

After looking at this round of magic attacks on the ground, the steppe people had almost a thousand dead and wounded, but Du Wei felt a burst of collapse in his body. With a movement of consciousness, he extracted the last trace of magic from the ring, and then flew towards the walls of Gilliat against the wind!

The grassland people on the ground were frightened and angry, and they were roaring and shouting, and some people tried to pick up bows and arrows and go towards Du Wei shè in the sky, but Du Wei's body brought up a strong wind, and all the arrows that shè went up to the sky were immediately swept away by the wind, and where could they shè Du Wei?

Just when it seemed that no one could stop Du Wei, he suddenly came out of the tent of the steppe man above the ground. There was a strange voice, as if the magicians of the Roland Empire were chanting magic, but the tone was unusually slow and strange.

This sound fell into people's ears, and it couldn't help but make people upset for a while, and Du Wei was suddenly shocked!

In front of him, a huge blood-red sè banner suddenly appeared in the sky, the blood-red sè banner was huge, dozens of meters wide, and it was printed on it with a bloody skull!

Blood sè skull flag?

Du Wei quickly paused his body, and only then did he not crash headlong into the flag.

An intermittent sound below, as if it was still a little weak, but this voice overshadowed the noise on the ground, like a sharp needle, gently piercing Du Wei's ear!

"May I ask which mage from the Roland Empire has arrived!"

Before the voice fell, I saw a person in a white robe rising to the sky, and in an instant he had reached the same height as Du Wei, he was faintly standing on top of the blood-red sè blood sè skull flag, with long gray hair fluttering, almost covering all his face, and the exposed skin was so white that it was not like a person!

This person stood lightly fluttering on top of the Blood Skull Flag, and the place where he stood was exactly the center of the skeleton's eyebrows. Unlike the magicians of the Empire, this guy has no magic light on his body, and he looks almost lifeless, which is extremely weird!

"I am the Steppe Witch King, the white-clothed shaman with vultures, respected Master Roland, please report your name!"

Application?

"Fuck you!" was Du Wei's only answer!!