Feren Manchester City.

Vilano flew to the southeast, and the news of the defeat of the middle route army was afraid that it would not come until two or three days later. Therefore, the Western Route Army stationed here is still in a state of good travel and feasting every day, and even the commander Ebert is resigned to this, except for routine patrols and training, and no longer restricts the behavior of the officers and men under his command.

Anyway, the Middle Route Army had already reached the north bank of the St. Ymas River, and if the Holy See wanted to attack Fehrman, it would have to make a big circle. And how could a large-scale military movement hide from the keen eyes of the rangers?

At two o'clock in the morning, Jace, a sentry on the north wall, yawned boredly. There was silence inside and outside the city, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. The Western Route Army stood in the city, and no matter how stupid the enemy was, he would not rashly attack.

What's more, he also heard that the Holy See's troops were all involved in the southeast and southeast fronts, and they were simply unable to divide their troops to open up the battlefield on the western front.

Jace picked up a severed spear and fiddled with the charcoal in the brazier. In the buttress next to him, there was still a small half pot of spirits hidden, and when the autumn was cool, he pulled up his clothes, pulled out the cork and poured a big mouthful, and his chest and abdomen were suddenly hot.

With a pleasant breath of wine, Jace leaned on his elbows against the inside of the walls. From this angle, you can just overlook the whole city, except for the street lamps on both sides of the main road, there are only a few lights, like a few stars in the night.

No...... Wrong!

That's not a light, it's a fire!

In his field of vision, in all corners of the city, there are clusters of fires lit. There were more and more fires, and the flames grew bigger and bigger, and the flames rose into the sky, reflecting the night sky as dark red as blood.

Jace hesitated for a few seconds, he was the sentry in charge of guarding against enemy attacks, and the fire was supposedly not part of his duties. But such a large-scale fire burned at the same time. Obviously, someone has been planning for a long time, and maybe the enemy army will take the opportunity to attack the city.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran to the nearby city tower, rang the bronze bell for warning, and woke up his dozing colleague halfway.

But this is a bit redundant, even near the barracks. There was an emergency fire, and most of the soldiers were awakened and spontaneously carried water to extinguish the fire, but to no avail.

Because at this moment, blazing white clouds suddenly condensed in the sky, and in an instant, sparks flew and fell, enveloping the entire Ferendum City. The buildings were touched, and the flames in the city were steaming. A bucket or two of water poured on it could not suppress the vigorous fire at all.

"General, it's not good!" the adjutant general pushed away his own soldiers who were blocking the way, and rushed straight into Ebert's bedroom.

This was originally the residence of the lord of Ferenman, and it was richly decorated, and there was a sound of sooting in the gauze tent, and then the iron-faced Albert came out. A white and tender lotus root arm is faintly exposed in the gap.

"What's wrong? He put on his robe and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Your Excellency. There was a fire. The adjutant pointed out the window and said urgently.

"Then send someone to put out the fire," Albert raised his eyebrows, his face full of impatience, "such a trivial matter, is it necessary to bother me?"

"This fire. I can't extinguish it," the adjutant general couldn't understand for a moment, so he simply dragged him out of the room, while trying to explain as much as he could, "The fires are coming and going. The city is full of troublemakers, and I am afraid that someone is secretly making trouble. ”

Albert was just about to have a seizure, when he suddenly saw the fire floating in the sky, he was stunned for a moment, and then resolutely ordered, "Take my armor, you go and gather the whole army and prepare for battle." ”

"Yes. The lieutenant stepped forward.

"In addition, the security army was ordered to organize the young and strong people in the city to fight the fire, and evacuate the elderly, women and children to an open place near the city gate," worthy of being the commander of the first army, Ebert's thinking was quite clear, "If the fire cannot be controlled, guide them out of the city in an orderly manner...... Those who are found to bewitch the people and spread panic will be killed on the spot. ”

The herald trotted away, and Albert, with the help of his own soldiers, put on his armor, picked up his sword, turned on his horse, and hurried to the barracks.

The Western Route Army camp was near the North City Gate, and upon his arrival, Ebert immediately climbed the towering watchtower to observe the situation in the city.

In all directions, there were fires burning in all directions, enveloping the entire city in a sea of fire. The panicked crowd fled in all directions, and the security forces could not do anything to organize them to fight the disaster, even though the fire balls falling in the air were very sparse and difficult to cause effective damage, but as a source of ignition, it was more than enough.

"Abandon the city!" Ebert ordered in a loud voice. The tide of flames roared by, and it was beyond the power of man.

"Your Excellency, are you going out of the city to avoid disaster?" a tall warrior walked up to the top of the tower, and when Albert saw that it was Dios, he nodded and replied, "Well, in a few moments, there will be no place in the city." ”

"So, what should the captives do?" Dios consulted.

"I have forgotten about this," commanded Ebert, after a moment's thought, "you make a trip to the prisoner camp, and the ordinary soldiers will be released directly, and the nobles and officers will be escorted out of the city. ”

"Yes, sir. Dios turned and stepped back, and before leaving, Allegri had made a point of telling him to take care of the Marquis of Ferenman.

"Order the whole army to withdraw from the city of Feerunman temporarily," Albert thought for a moment, and then added, "If there are people who want to leave the city, they can take a detour through the east and west gates, and if they dare to block the road, they will be killed." ”

Ferenc Manchester City is good everywhere, but there are fewer gates. There is only one virtual city gate in the west of the city, and there are continuous mountains when you go out, and there is no city gate in the south of the city, only the east and north directions, which can be unimpeded.

At the same time as most of the Western Route Army was heading towards the north gate, a yellow firework rose in the city, but in the chaos, no one noticed this.

Dios first led his team to the prisoner camp, conveyed Ebert's military orders, and rescued the Marquis of Ferenman and others. Then turn around and head north, where the heat rolls in and the wooden buildings collapse, giving you the feeling of purgatory.

"Hurry, hurry!" Dios urged loudly, shielding the Marquis of Ferenman beside him. Tens of thousands of troops want to get out of the city, but they need to queue up, and if they rush to the city gate a moment earlier, they will have more hope of survival.

The situation was critical, and dozens of soldiers worked together to push open the gate of the cast iron. The clear-eyed civilians were driven to both sides of the road, and the cavalry units that arrived first reined in their horses and waited for the drawbridge to fall.

With a bang, the wooden bridge was set up on the moat, and the knights rode out of the city, but before they could start the formation, the cold light in front of them was dotted, and thousands of feathered arrows rushed to the face.

"Holy See ambush?" Ebert, who was about to leave the city, immediately overturned his speculation when he took a look.

No, it's not a feathered arrow, it's a steel arrow from a strong crossbow.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Second update.) ）