A chubby figure, in the night, came out of the room, and its seemingly bloated body ran through the snow in the yard with an astonishing acuity, like a dexterous cat.

Ruhl leaned over, grabbed two handfuls of snow and stuffed them into his mouth, and used the heat in his mouth to melt the snow before swallowing it into his stomach one by one, and throughout the whole process, he kept his head up, his eyes vigilantly staring in the direction of the door, and his two ears were also listening for any movement brought by the wind.

Behind him, two figures also followed softly, using the basin in their hands, carefully collecting snow, and then the three of them quietly returned to the house together.

The house was already empty, and when they walked into the house, through a side door, they came to the back yard inside, and the three of them walked into a large house, but it was a warehouse, and lifted a thick wooden board on the ground, and suddenly a cellar was revealed!

In the cellar, a faint light was revealed, and just as the floor was opened, two sharp swords immediately came up from below.

The fat man smiled lightly and whispered, "It's me." ”

The sword below was immediately put back, and someone said angrily, "Your Excellency is back!"

Ruhr went into the cellar with his waist on his back, and then shook the snow off his body vigorously and sighed: "It's warmer down here." ”

Originally, this cellar was used to store goods in large households, storing grain in winter and ice in summer, which is not a small space.

At this moment, in this cellar, there are a hundred and ten men, dressed differently, sitting or fighting, gathered here in a circle. It's just a lamp and a candle.

Ruhl walked down, looked at the men beside him, and said with a smile: "It's going to be okay today, there are still two brothers staring outside, everyone should take a rest, and when it is dawn, let's go out and do two more votes!"

When he said this, he immediately became humane: "My lord, those chaotic soldiers are really useless, they are just a pile of garbage! These days, we have been sneaking around, and we have killed a hundred and ten, but how can we save the city with such a small fight! I think it is better to find a rebel stronghold and take it in one go! As long as we can grab enough horses! Our brothers are a hundred cavalry! In this city, it is enough to go on a rampage! It's also good to go into the palace to save the emperor, or go to the triumphal arch to help General Adric, it's better than lurking here and sneaking out a few stragglers, right?"

As soon as this man spoke, other people couldn't help but claim yes.

Ruhl listened and smiled lightly, he just raised his hand and pressed it, and the cellar suddenly fell silent. The one hundred and ten proud warriors in front of him were so proud that they respected this fat general to the core.

"I know that everyone is holding back ruthlessly, the city was broken that day, I summoned you here, everyone wanted to go into battle to kill the enemy, I naturally understood in my heart! At this moment, the city is full of rebels, to be honest, although there are many of them, I think most of them are rabble, where is the opponent of our Rhodrian cavalry! As long as we are given enough war horses, we will rush in line, even if there are ten times as many rebels, they will never be able to stop us, this point, Lao Tzu is still very confident! Hahahaha!"

When the people around heard this, they all laughed and said: "Not bad, not bad! Fighting a tough battle head-on, who can be stronger than us Rhodrians in this Byzantine country!"

"That's a good word. Ruhl nodded, then his tone changed, and he said in a deep voice: "But the situation is like this, although I know the courage and loyalty of my brothers, but since I am a general, I naturally have to think further...... How many rebels are there in the city? 30,000 or 50,000? How many of us are there? Even if you are all good men, first-class soldiers, your whole body is beaten with iron, and you can grind a few nails? If we really go out and fight hard, we have fought for this life, and if we don't want this body, how many rebels can we kill? If we kill 1,800 people, we will be up to the sky. What role can it play in the overall situation?"

When these words came out, there was a sudden silence below.

Ruhl said slowly: "We have been lurking in this place for three days, these days, we have been fighting piecemeal, secretly killing a few stragglers and rebels who ran in, until now, those fools have not found out about our existence! This is our chance! At this moment, in the city, our strength is weak, and it is no longer possible to fight in normal ways! If you want to succeed, you have to be a surprise soldier! The sword is on the sidelines, at this time, it is the right reason! The more than 100 of us are just splashing a small wave when we charge and fight in the front! But if we encounter a special situation, our strange army, if used on the blade, may be able to play a role in swaying the situation of the war! Everyone, Lao Tzu is not afraid of death, and everyone is not afraid of death, and we all have the courage to die for the empire, but if we really want to save this country, how to die, where to die, when to die, and where to die, you must listen to me!"

Ruhr's words are clear, and no one objects anymore.

Since the day the city was broken, Ruhr had gathered 100 wounded soldiers of the original Rhodría who were recuperating from their wounds at home, and took advantage of the chaos in the city, and more than 100 people lurked in the chaotic city.

The rebels in the city for many days were in chaos, the rebels were scattered internally, and the rebels in order to compete for territory, stirred up a good and prosperous imperial capital into a miasma, and the rebels were not subordinate to each other, and the mountains and forests naturally gave Ruhr this hidden team of people and horses room to survive.

What's more, this fat man was originally known for being good at running and hiding for his life, and he was as cunning as an old fox.

Although the more than 100 people under his command were all wounded soldiers, they were all warriors who had survived a hundred battles in the most elite army of the empire, the Rhodria cavalry! Fighting together on the battlefield, and being raised by him at home after the war, the kindness and righteousness are deep, and the top and bottom are all respectful to him to the bones. The elite of such a group of elites, although everyone is disabled, but under the leadership of Ruhr, a smart and cunning fat man, he actually broke a way out of this chaotic imperial capital!

On the day of the city's break, Ruhr dismissed the servants at home, scattered the family property, only took the more than 100 wounded soldiers, went out, in the chaos, hid on a small road, lurked in an abandoned dilapidated house, watched the rebels all the way through the door, the fat man took people to wait patiently, and waited until there were more than a dozen rebels who broke into the house, and then they started together, and slaughtered the more than ten rebels who accidentally broke into the wolf's den in an instant.

Immediately, Ruhl took the selected dozen people, put on the clothes of the rebels, and actually swaggered out into the street!

The city was full of rebel soldiers, burning, killing and looting, and most of them were from different subordinates, and it was normal for them not to recognize each other. The dozen or so Ruhr men were rampaging through the streets, and no one stopped them, and when others saw them, they were just friendly soldiers who ran out of a certain line of rebels to take advantage of the fire.

The fat man was bold, with more than a dozen people, wandering in the streets, he himself had lived in the imperial capital for a long time, naturally familiar with the geographical environment, found a few remote places, beat stuffy sticks, set up a sleeve ambush, and successively killed dozens of rebels who broke away from the brigade, and after getting enough clothes, he threw the corpses directly into the well or tied stones and threw them into the river, and then took people to know where to hide.

Since then, these more than 100 elites have all changed into rebel uniforms, and the fat man rushed directly to the street with people, if he encountered a rebel brigade, he would avoid it in a low-key manner, and if he encountered a squad of rebels, everyone would copy the guys and go up to fight.

The city is full of chickens and dogs, inside the rebels, in order to compete for territory, it is also common for Ansheng to fight, Ruhr and others occasionally fight with the rebels, and they did not attract much attention, and even the day before yesterday, they attacked a group of more than 100 rebels, as a result, the two sides were half defeated, and two groups of rebels rushed to the street, and they were involved in the chaos of the battle, and fought in a dark place, and when the fight was final, dozens of lives were already lost, but the fat man had already taken advantage of the chaos to run away with people.

The most daring thing is that when everyone ran out of food, the fat man actually took a dozen people and swaggered into the stronghold of a group of rebels on a street, robbed several bags of food, and ran away with a swagger.

The huge imperial capital, up and down, left and right are in a mess, Ruhr led people to hide in a street, but specially selected those dilapidated houses that were robbed by the rebels, this kind of place, the outside has been drained of oil and water, naturally no other rebels are interested in entering.

It's just that when I'm hiding occasionally, there are one or two rebels, who carried a woman who didn't know where to kidnap them, crashed into the house, and wanted to do wrong, but they were all slaughtered by the fat man's men one by one, and the woman who was saved had to be wronged first and put in the cellar.

To say, this national disaster is at the head, and the thousand-year-old national fortune of the Byzantine Empire has reached this point, and it has become so decadent that it can no longer be decayed, and the country is also in sight. There was darkness in everyone's hearts, and there was no hope in sight.

But this fat man, but he has the ability to boost the morale of the more than 100 wounded soldiers, any time, his subordinates look at this fat general, they can see the fat man's smile full of care, mention the rebels, what Hughes or Salvador, in the fat man's mouth, they are all the same stupid two hundred and five, as if his fat man stretched out his fingers and poked him to death.

It is this kind of posture that seems to be stingy with everything, and a hob meat, but it makes his subordinates infected.

Anyway, the country has reached this point, just with this general's fight, the man is a big man, there is nothing else, there is still two arms of strength, a heart of blood, really to that last step, it is nothing more than a closed eye, nothing more than death!

The days of lurking in the city, after all, have passed the fifth day.

Ruhl hadn't closed his eyes for almost two days, and when he was fine, he just quietly climbed up to the roof, hid in the leeward place, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself, "It's time to arrive...... It's time to arrive......"

At this moment, the fat man is fighting with the same idea as Adric!

"Damn! Those damn Lantis, even if they are turtles crawling, they should have climbed there! In this weather, the wind is strong, and the big ships on the sea can raise their sails and run like flying! Even if those Lantis troops in the port of Catania are not in good trouble, one day to get the news, one day to get on the ship, three days at sea, five days, it should be fucking there!"

Although he refused the request of his subordinates to move closer to the palace or the Arc de Triomphe, the fat man kept an eye on the movements in these two directions all the time.

At least, until the current location, in the direction of the palace and the direction of the triumphal arch, the voice of the emperor ** will occasionally be heard intermittently, which is enough to prove that these two places have not been broken by the rebels, and there are still their own men and horses who continue to resist!

Damn, just wait for the Landis!

I haven't closed my eyes for two days, and the fat man's eyes have already boiled like a rabbit and a half.

On this day, he did not eat, but when he was thirsty, he grabbed a few handfuls of snow and swallowed it in his stomach.

In the evening of this day, the sound of fighting in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe suddenly became fierce, and from a distance, there was still a burst of fire, and it was obvious that the rebels had gathered strength again and were storming the defenders of the Arc de Triomphe.

After killing for an afternoon, the sound of the trumpet was broken several times in the middle, and each time the trumpet stopped, although the fat man's face did not show it, his heart was already entangled, and he was almost dripping blood! Finally, after hearing the trumpet again, the fat man secretly sighed.

It wasn't until the sun went down that the fat man finally secretly calculated in his heart.

Adric, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it. If it really doesn't work, when the day dawns, Lao Tzu will take these 100 people to save him! I, a hundred people, can also stab the rebels in the ass if they kill them from behind...... Alas, it's a pity, how did those Landis people come so well......

Just when the sky was getting dark, in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, the sound of fighting had disappeared, and the last military horn also had a bit of a tragic taste, as if bidding farewell to a religion......

The fat man realized: Adric really can't stand it!

But at the last moment when the night seemed to finally fall...... In the direction of the harbor, accompanied by the cold wind, the faint sound came...... The fat man suddenly felt as if he had been slashed in the face! The bloated body jumped out of the shadows in a flash, and he swooped down on the roof and went up to the road, and listened carefully in the wind for a while, and the fat man laughed wildly: i, hahahaha! It's coming! It's coming! It's finally here!

The fat man was so excited that he almost burst into tears, because the trumpet he heard was the same as what Adric had heard at the Arc de Triomphe!

The horn of the Lantis Navy!

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On the sea, night has fallen, and on this vast sea, the huge fleet of Landis is lined up, and from a distance, the sails are scattered, dense and endless, and the huge and black hulls of the ships are like fortresses on the sea.

The naval fleet of the Landis who had arrived from the port of Catania had been so tired that the sailors on board were almost lying down after a frantic journey, and at this moment, they were heading for the harbor at sea. Looking ...... Osgiria, the continent's largest city, is right in front of you!

In the darkness, this once prosperous giant city. But it seems that there is no anger at all, there is no light in the city, it is dark and oppressive, and it is depressing to watch.

Only on the harbor, there were those arrow towers along the coast, and there were lights, and it was obvious that the rebel garrison had spotted the Landis fleet coming from the sea, and there was movement in the harbor, the movement of soldiers and horses, and the sound of the horn of emergency assembly.

The largest battleship in the Landis fleet, bearing the flag of the flagship, Gislent had already boarded the ship in a small ship, and then the legendary admiral of the Landis Navy unceremoniously took over the command of the fleet.

This fleet, which was ordered to arrive, was the Second Fleet of the Navy, the Landis Kingdom, with sixteen giant warships, plus eight troop transports, and more than 30 large and small warships.

As the flagship, it is the legendary battleship "Freelander" in the navy of the Kingdom of Landis.

Gislent, the bearded general, is none other than the captain of the Freelander!

Standing on the bridge, Gislent withdrew his monoculars, his face was wooden from the sea breeze, he turned around and glanced at a general behind him, and said in a low voice: "Give the order, the whole army will land immediately!"

The general behind him, who was the deputy commander of the fleet, rushed from the port of Catania with the fleet, and when he heard Gislent's order, he hesitated: "My lord, it is already dark, and we will suffer if we land at night, and we are not clear about the terrain...... Moreover, we received the news and hurried with all our might, from the time we boarded the ship to the time we came here, and there was a storm on the way, and the sailors were too tired to do so, so it was better to repair it overnight and ...... it again tomorrow morning."

"I don't have a night!" Gislent coldly rejected his subordinates' suggestion, he pointed to the city in the distance: "There is still resistance in the palace! But in the next time, every moment, the palace may be breached! Once the palace is lost, it means that all our strategies have failed! I can't take risks! I can't wait!"

As he spoke, Ghislent's face gradually showed an expression of excitement: "I know that we will suffer more losses than expected! But you can see clearly! What is the place in front of us! This is Osgilia! It is the imperial capital of the Byzantine Empire! It is the continent...... No, it's the most majestic and gigantic city in the world! And now, it's right in front of our eyes, at our feet! We're going to get the greatest feat the kingdom has ever seen: the conquest of Osgiria!"