The night seemed to be spent uneventful, but in the second half of the night, while the mercenaries, both sides, their camp was still full of fires, and the gang was still eating the hysses and doing whatever they wanted, the city was ablaze. Of course, none of the mercenaries saw it—except for a few people such as Zhou Zhongmou.

The city walls were still dark and motionless, but everyone could feel the murderous aura behind them, and the distant firelight was mixed with the lights of the city, and it was really hard to notice if you didn't look closely—the city walls blocked most people's eyes. The barracks on both sides were already brightly lit, but the two camps, which were about twenty kilometers apart, were now in disarray. The soldiers, under the rebuke of the officers, quickly put on their armor, took up their weapons and returned to their units, stuffing pieces of dry ration into their mouths in the intervals of action. In the end, the mercenaries were forced to abandon the messy camp by the soldiers who had already lined up outside the camp, and were driven out of the camp in a swarm in the direction of each other - some of the mercenaries were not even drunk at all, such guys were hacked to death in the camp, and some of them did not have weapons in their hands at all

The armies on both sides had torches or magic lights, and fighting at night was a high-risk and difficult task, but with their speed of movement, it should have been bright by the time they could get into the distance of the battle. Very elite cavalry on both sides broke away from the brigade and galloped towards their respective nearby city gates. Although the city always had the nobles' own guards and maintained communication with the barracks, the commanders of both sides unanimously drew troops to try to enter the city and take the lead.

Then they were all stopped by the royal knights on the city wall, "The situation is unknown. The Knights are the Knights of His Majesty the King. By no means the eldest prince or the second prince. Certainly not a princess's. These are the words on the wall. And the chaos in the city was also accused early in the morning, the city has imposed a curfew, and anyone who dares to appear on the streets at this time will be arrested by patrolling soldiers, and some unlucky people who don't look like good people are cut down directly on the side of the street. The residences of the nobles and the residence of their guards are the top priority guarded by the royal knights and the knights of the guards, and the gold-level powerhouses in the knights are all watching the meeting place except for one person who stays at the headquarters to deal with the situation.

Chaos happened, and after a long day of meetings, nothing could be agreed, and both sides felt that they could not back down or compromise - there was only one throne. And behind the northern nobles there is the funny Ballan Kingdom, which is always trying to disturb the Southern Yuktobanian Kingdom in order to gain more benefits. So in the constant adjournment, small group discussions, and conspiracy, both sides knew that the moment of tearing their faces was coming. The situation began when a minor nobleman in the south got out of control when he learned that the conditions offered by the other side were harsh to the detriment of his realm, which was close to the north, - the fellow threw a chair to the opposite side, and then the so-called civil war began on this ridiculous grounds, and no one thought about the fact that the Transylvanian Imperial Army still occupied the territory of the kingdom. In the conference hall, the two sides had already formed a battle formation - the members of the royal family had already left the venue in the morning, and under the strong pressure of the royal knights present, they had to withdraw from the conference room and began to evacuate the city one after another under the protection and guard of the army - but the two sides had turned into snails together, and the speed of evacuation was unbelievably slow. In this situation at the moment. In addition to killing the royal family, the symbol of the other party's righteousness, there is only one most important thing - to control the most prosperous capital of the kingdom. Sarajevo is not only the largest city in the Kingdom. At the same time, it is also the center of various industries and populations, and it is also a military supercenter located in the middle of the kingdom, with a very complete and strong defense capability that can be called the most complete in the country. Geographically, the city also controls the country's transportation arteries, and is the meeting point of north-south and east-west traffic.

Both sides were dragging their feet, but they couldn't fight directly in the city because of the two knights, who were already fully prepared and claimed to be the most elite in the kingdom - but that didn't stop them from constantly trying to contact the army outside the city, the only question being whether it would be more appropriate for the army to control the city or attack the other side.

Count Tyre naturally sent out the order as soon as possible, taking the army of the northern nobles as the first target, "The royal knights and the knights of the guards, I don't want to have a hard time with them and be picked up by the guys in the north and even behind me" Not only that, but Count Tyre is also thinking about how to induce some profit-hungry fools in the north to take the initiative to attack the two major knights, so that the two knights and his opponent will fight first.

It's just that things never go as one thinks. The bad situation is always worse than people think, the mercenaries on both sides of the chaos first encountered at ten o'clock in the morning, driven by the ambition of the two armies, these mercenaries who could not see the situation clearly and did not slip away in time had to collide together, and the armies on both sides were methodically pressing the mercenaries to rush to the opposite side, and at the same time stimulating them by killing the unlucky ones who were behind. In this case, it would be difficult for even a silver-level mercenary to survive the chaos. In fact, the army commanders of both sides did not want to fight this battle at this moment, because they were completely unsure, so they were ready to play a tacit agreement - both sides were prepared to consume the mercenaries hired in the early stage, and then they could claim how many enemy troops they had destroyed, and then each of them would withdraw from here, and then fight a battle where they were more confident. If there was no Zhou Zhongmou in this, they would have almost succeeded.

Just as the chaotic mercenaries were waving their weapons indiscriminately and were coldly slashed by the army behind them, a huge black beast suddenly stood in the middle of the mercenary group. The monstrous beast was bigger than the largest demonized brown bear, and with demon-like twisted horns and a ferocious head, its huge body suddenly jumped up and jumped over the mass of mercenaries, and landed in the middle of the army of one side - the one chosen by Zhou Zhongmou was the coalition of southern nobles.

The shockwave that landed sent the soldiers in a circle around them to the ground, and then the impact of the huge beast turned the soldiers into pieces of flesh in the blink of an eye. Many soldiers with weapons were thrown into the air by huge claws, and the trend of siege was bankrupt from the beginning. Magical fireballs, ice blades, and wind knives exploded on the body of this beast, but this qiē had no effect, and the huge beast horns strung up one by one corpses, and then tore apart one by one, some soldiers were even held in huge claws and pinched into meat sauce alive, of course, the beast's big mouth was not empty, and the thick fangs lightly bit through the half-body armor protected by magic, turning the people inside into canned meat. The power of the huge beast is not trivial, and one person can tear apart a front of the Southern Coalition Army. (To be continued......)