The morning sun slowly rises from the horizon of the endless wilderness, shining on the unawakened highlands, and the snow on the peaks of the endless mountains in the distance shines in the golden sunlight. Undulating mountain peaks divide this barren land in two, majestic and steep.

And at the foot of this mountain, a huge team is marching rapidly. The dusty soldiers carried their backpacks and weapons, their bodies were stained with the frost that had fallen in the morning, and they breathed white vapor in their mouths, and they stepped on the frozen soil and mud under their feet to march forward in the ranks.

Many of them did not even know that the land beneath their feet was already the border of the kingdom, the direct domain of Duke Anson Marcherus, the city of Hentu.

At least in the eyes of the Hantu, this fortress is proof that the Turines rule the whole of Hantu, and it is also the largest and most prosperous town in the land. In order to maintain the power of the kingdom in this land, and almost every generation of kings of Turin has accepted the title of Duke of Hantu City, even when the title is vacant, in order not to let the entire Hantu out of the control of the kingdom, officials will be sent to manage it, and maintain the rule here at any cost. 、

Because of this, Hantu City is synonymous with prosperity and power in the minds of all the barbarian tribes, or the local Turin people. Even the inhabitants of the region have no less pride in their hearts than the "noble families" who live in the city of Turin, because it is here that almost every generation of kings has set out on the road to the throne!

Riding a group of black horses and wearing a large coat, the Chief Flag Officer Edward Witwood looked at the mountains in the distance. Fertile fields and dense forests looming in the background. The whole land is in full view. This area can be said to be the essence of the whole Han land. The ancient rivers rushed through here, and there were not many rugged mountains to be seen, and there were forests and meadows around it - and it was for this reason that the Kingdom of Turin was able to control most of the land for more than 300 years with this land and the green river valley alone.

The cold wind whistled in the distance, blowing Edward's cheeks with a biting cold, but it did not make the black-haired knight's expression ripple in the slightest, and there was no joy in his eyes to see the joy of arriving at his destination, only unparalleled solemnity.

Let's be honest. To this day, Edward still can't believe that something could happen to that guy from Green Turne - this guy is brave, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, in fact, in many cases, his natural instincts, and that seemingly simple wisdom, are the guarantee that he can get to where he is today.

Such a fellow, unless he had to fight desperately in a situation like the previous riot in Turin, would never throw his life away in vain - especially if he had already learned a lesson once, and he didn't even have the right hand to use the sword.

With an army of thirty thousand. Green Turn, this guy probably didn't even get a chance to swing his sword himself - he was the chief lieutenant and the highest-ranking commander next to His Royal Highness the Little Prince. Commanding the entire army in the safest place of the military formation was what he should do.

Of course, anything can happen on the battlefield, and it shouldn't be surprising that anyone dies - but Edward was convinced that there was definitely some conspiracy involved, because too many people wanted to see Greene Turn's dead!

This answer does not really need much explanation, because Greene Turn, who was forced by His Majesty Horace, belonged only to the supreme of that kingdom, and who owed allegiance only to His Majesty Horace, but he was isolated from almost every camp, and did not even have an absolutely definite position.

However, for Edward, if he was given the choice, he would rather accept this outcome - at least with Greene Turn's lieutenant, he could not worry about the constraints and suspicions from the rear, and the trust between the two sides had reached a certain level, and he could hand over his back to another person without the slightest suspicion.

And if these are abandoned, Green Turney is also one of Edward's few friends, no matter what, Edward can't accept that he disappeared into a completely lost battle for no reason, and ended up with an unknown fate - Edward is no longer the one who can not take human life seriously.

And judging from what Marco Tasker knew, it should be quite strange, and definitely not as simple as it seems - how could an army of 30,000 men lose in a head-on confrontation to a group of enemies who are almost like thugs?

The biggest problem is that there is no problem, and the inability to see danger can only show that the enemy is very clever and not lucky.

It wasn't long before a cavalryman on the distant horizon galloped toward the ranks, passing through the ranks with a flaming goshawk banner in one hand and not stopping until they reached Edward's horse. The letter was presented in both hands sealed with fire paint, and it was stamped with the seal of the little prince.

"In the name of the Duke of Colony City, I will relay orders to you, Lord Edward Wetwood!" the herald gasped and said slowly, "Rush at once to the Twin Towers Fortress on the east side of Lordland City, where the army can rest - no innocent stops on the way, and no private looting of supplies from nearby towns, and upon arrival at the fortress, we will be provided with our logistics." ”

"I see. Edward nodded, frowning unnaturally, but still waved his hand at the herald with a relaxed look: "Go down, let the logistics administrator allocate you a bottle of wine." ”

"Thank you for your generosity, Chief Flag Officer!" the herald nodded and left with a smile on his face.

Allen, who was on the side, noticed Edward's unnaturalness almost immediately, and his blue eyes blinked: "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"

"There's something not quite right, it's weird. Edward's brows furrowed even more: "Why aren't we allowed to go to Hantu City, but instead go to the Twin Towers Fortress to rest?"

Now that His Royal Highness the Little Prince's army has just suffered a fiasco, and even the life and death of the chief lieutenant general are unknown, even if most of the army is withdrawn, the current situation will definitely not be very good, it is precisely when a new force is urgently needed to suppress the order, how can he arrange himself in the Twin Towers Fortress again?

There is a problem with this order - Edward knows the little prince Anson very well, this highness will definitely not suffer any loss, as long as the slightest opportunity, he will definitely make a comeback at the first time, and use all his strength to take revenge on the other party to be able to relieve the hatred in his heart, Edward asked the herald to send a letter that made it very clear that he now has an army of nearly 8,000 men under his command, and he has just experienced several battles, and his morale is high, and he can continue to fight at any time.

With Anson's character, he can withstand the urge to take revenge immediately, which can be regarded as a very calm and rational state.

"Ask the herald how he got this order. Edward said to Ludwig behind him without looking back, "Did someone else tell him, or did His Highness Anson tell him personally?"

Ludwig left silently, and it didn't take long for the Brotherhood assassin to quickly run back, and he said with great certainty: "It was conveyed to him by an officer from Hantu City, saying that His Highness Anson was not feeling well and had no way to see him. ”

A cruel smile rose from the corner of Edward's mouth, making Alan beside him look a little nervous: "So, then do we still want to go to the Twin Towers?"

"To go, of course to go. Edward's expression was very playful: "Since they have made so many preparations to welcome us friends from afar, of course we must let each other talk about our hearts, otherwise won't we let them down?"

"Tell the soldiers, get ready for battle, fully armed, and let's go to the fortress as fast as we can, and see what kind of 'surprise' they have in store for us!" (To be continued.) )