The moon was shining, Manasrib was shuttling back and forth in the clouds, the northern soldiers under the night sky were constantly working on the construction of batch after batch of siege weapons, and the dwarven gunners were wiping the heavy artillery back and forth, looking forward to the moment when the siege day would shine.

The dim sun rises and falls every day, and the red leaves sway in the wind, giving a poignant elegy. Occasionally, black clouds fill the sky, as if the end is coming. For a month in a row, the northern army was preparing to attack the city. The supplies are piled up into a hill, but the grain and grass are getting scarcer and less. In autumn, transportation is becoming more and more inconvenient. In the middle of winter, the river is frozen, and water transport is impossible. The dwindling of food and supplies would make the army unstable, and the cold weather would freeze those who stayed outdoors to death, and the northern army had no choice but to take the city of Kislev before winter arrived, or else retreat to the north and fight again the following year. In the coming year, I don't know what the situation is.

On a cold night, Rhodes and his soldiers lit a fire and prayed in the open field. This is a lesson to be done before a great battle, and pray to the gods that they will bless his warriors and let them go forward with courage and fearlessness. As an outsider, Rod originally didn't believe in this, but relying on the power of the gods countless times to defeat his opponent and save the day, Rod had to believe it. The light of the fire warmed him and shone on him. Tomorrow is the siege day, however, I am still not sure.

This lack of confidence comes from a number of sources, first of all, the city of Kislev has the strongest walls in the Old World North, and its fortifications can be said to be impregnable. In the Old World, with the exception of the imperial capital of Aldolphe, there is probably no second city with such tall and strong walls and fortifications. Moreover, the Northern Coalition does not have an absolute advantage, three times the number of the opponent, but in a siege battle, a three-fold difference in numbers is nothing. A wall of walls, enough to keep tens of thousands of soldiers out.

Secondly, all the way south, I almost never met opponents, and that was because those opponents were not opponents. And this time, the Ice Queen Catalina is definitely a formidable opponent. Rhodes still remembers the Erengrad rebellion seven years ago, when Caterina rode the ice chariot and killed countless enemies. An ice blast is enough to overwhelm half a legion. And at that time, he was still an obscure little lord of the north. Time passed, and seven years later, he stood outside the city of Kislev and launched the most powerful challenge to the kingship of this kingdom. However, when facing the most powerful ice mage in the world, Rhodes had no bottom in his heart.

The closer he got, the more Rhodes felt the power, cold to the bone, as if it could extinguish all the flames in the world. Although the bear god Ursun has given him a hardy physique, it is not enough. Standing beside the fire, Rod pondered, quietly feeling the temperature of the flames, he stretched out his palms, trying to feel the heat emitted by the flames more closely. For a moment, he seemed to be drawn into a raging fire, surrounded by flames, but he didn't feel the slightest burning sensation. The next second, when I came to my senses, I realized that it was just an illusion. It's like a dream scene in a dream - you go into the fire and finally merge with the flames, and the blazing flames wrap around you and wrap yourself ...... When he woke up, he was woken up by an icy cold wind.

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In the Winter Palace of Ice and Snow, Pavel stands in front of the mirror like a proud warrior. He has a lot of capital to be proud of - the army loyal to him is on standby, there are his people inside and outside the palace, and he is about to become the one who will change history. For the first time in many years, this is the first time. For the first time, he was so close to the throne of power that it was almost within reach. As long as he has one more day, another day, he can change history and change the dynasty. The Tsar's throne seemed to beckon him, and he seemed to see himself overthrow the Bloody Queen, whom the populace would call the new Tsar, the Savior of Kislev, the Prince of Righteous Death. The egg hurts

Pavel was immersed in his own imagination, and he touched his clothes, which were incomparably gorgeous armor. The shiny steel plates are decorated with intricate swirl decorations, and the huge shoulder plates are carved with a lion motif, implying that the owner of the armor will be as strong as the lion. In the center of the breastplate, a huge ruby was inlayed, and the golden cloak hung naturally from the shoulders, almost to the ankles. It is better to say that this is a pair of battle armor, but rather a ceremonial outfit used by the general in a triumphal manner.

Pavel didn't care, whether it was worn in triumph or on the battlefield, as long as he wore it, Pavel felt full of power. It's not that this armor has divine power, but that his heart is in ecstasy, as long as one more day, he can realize his self-worth, and the prince, who has been neglected for more than twenty years, has finally reached the pinnacle of power.

And now, no one knew what he was thinking, and when he asked the guards to wear his armor, the reason was so justified - the battle was imminent, and the prince could not watch the battle from the rear, but had to go to the front line to encourage the defenders to fight the enemy. For this reason, Marilyn, the Queen's assistant, the Frost Witch, specially selected this armor from the royal arsenal for him.

If there's anything to worry about, it's the king of the north outside the city. Dennis's letter indicates that she did not deliberately leave without saying goodbye, but was forced by the situation, because the Ice Queen was coming back and there was no time.

Pavel believed that Dennis was telling the truth, because if it were him, he would have done the same. His only concern was Rhodes. Did Rod, who claimed to be the son of the gods, the king of the north, really not have the slightest peep into the throne? Pavel didn't believe it, he didn't believe that there was such a holy person in this world. But what if he didn't believe it? He did need to work with the Northern Coalition to break down the defenses laid by Katarina.

The city is still under the control of the Blood Queen, and the knights are very loyal, and they all want to overthrow the Blood Queen, but in more than a decade, there has not been a civil strife that can overthrow the Ice Queen's rule. Pavel was well aware that he needed the Northern Army, but he could not say. At least not first. He doesn't want others to say behind his back that he relied on external forces to get to power.

He needs self-esteem so much, even if he trades his life for it, he is willing to do it. Countless times, when he saw the people calling for and admiring the queen, he also wanted to be like that, to sit in the carriage, to be enthusiastically pursued by the people, and to get that dignity. However, countless times, he was the inconspicuous prince who walked silently in the crowd. It's time to change that fate, Pavel said to himself again......