While Mehemus was struggling with how to assemble the Kwyn River army, Theodore was leading the Northern Coalition on the march towards the fortress of Severcro.

Adjutant Will was the commander-in-chief of the rear barracks, with two kilograms of Wen River auxiliaries and a number of Hu Servants, and was responsible for securing the supply of the Allied forces, mainly the grain brought from the Kwyn River, as well as the cattle and miscellaneous items that had been diverted from Marions to Rome. These baggage troops can be said to be the lifeblood of the coalition forces, and their importance is self-evident. Even if Will didn't kill a single enemy in this battle, he was able to gain a rather heavy military exploit that made many of his colleagues covet it - although he himself did not want it.

At the same time, the coalition army also changed its original way of marching, marching almost unabashedly in the overall situation, with banners waving and singing loudly, a large number of cavalry units as the vanguard of the army, and a huge infantry phalanx at the rear, which was imposing.

On the way to Severcro, the coalition encountered many small tribes of orcs that had made their homes in the vicinity, as well as small groups of "wanderers" roaming the wilderness. The morale-boosting coalition forces crushed the crushers one by one without hurry, as if they were hunting.

According to Theodore's orders, the allied cavalry did not pursue the fleeing enemy cavalry, and even slightly "indulged" them - deliberately allowing them to escape. Obviously, there is only one place these orc tribes can go, and that is the Fortress of Severcro, and that's it.

"We're here, get ready for battle!" was what the coalition meant to the orc tribe of Severcroa. The orderly coalition army even camped not far outside the castle of Severcro, and it only took half a day to reach the outside of the city. It was as if the orcs guarding the castle were the ones who needed a quick victory the most.

Because the outside of Severcro Castle was full of wasteland, there were not enough woods and stones, so the coalition forces had to fence off the camp with horse-drawn wagons, and the camp looked a little messy. I can barely tell the general range.

All the soldiers knew very well that they would only stay here for one night, and the next day they would arrive at the strongest castle in the north and fight the orcs, and everyone was a little dreary and the atmosphere was very oppressive.

But when a group of knights holding golden laurel banners, purple robes and black armor appeared, the original solemn atmosphere was suddenly broken. All eyes were fixed on the young man on a black steed, his delicate armor and stunt, and the sword at his waist. They were telling everyone who he was--they didn't expect the almost deified Human Emperor to appear here.

These soldiers were conscripts from Larria, mostly Larian yeoman farmers, similar to the Roman citizen soldiers - they bought weapons and equipment at their own expense, and received a large annual salary from the Elvwan family as payment for their service, and they had to perform regular military service and receive long hours of training every year.

Dressed in shabby, but certainly uniform burqas and chain mail, equipped with round shields and long swords, shields full of arrow-piercing slashes and long swords with a few notches, convinced Theodore that these seemingly unpleasant-looking soldiers could really be used as the main force. Because they did fight bravely, and they survived on their own.

The sergeants gathered around Theodore, and the vigilant Valence did not forget to stand by his young Caesar, but those hopeful and slightly fanatical eyes convinced Theodore that they should have no ill will.

The man standing in front of him is the legendary human emperor - the one who has been passed down from generation to generation. So much so that the story is too vague to believe, the glorious cross that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Now that the legendary Emperor of Man is standing in front of him like this, heroic and majestic, what could be more surprising and exciting?!

"We will follow you, just as Lord Duke Elfwan is after you!" An excited soldier captain waved his sword excitedly, "Kill all the orc tribes and retake the gates of the north!"

"I believe it. All the Larria warriors are just like you, willing to fight for the future of all of us. Theodore smiled at the excited soldiers and said in a deep voice, "Of course. All the warriors of the north are the same, we are all fighting for the human shijie, for our families and for our land!"

"And the north will also give a considerable wealth to praise all the warriors who fought for her to the end!" Theodore saw more and more soldiers next to him, and his voice became louder and louder: "I promise you that all the warriors who kill an orc with their own hands will be personally rewarded by me, and those who are unfortunate enough to die on the battlefield will also receive a wealth or land sufficient to support their families - in my name, and by the gods of heaven!"

"You—you're saying we're going to get a compensation?" asked the sergeant excitedly.

"It's not compensation, it's reward...... It is a reward deserved by a brave warrior. Theodore raised the corners of his mouth and said aloud: "The glory that a faithful man deserves!"

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"Before we begin today's meeting, my esteem is the Emperor of the People. I want to tell you that you just made a very generous promise...... It's, it's so generous!"

As soon as Theodore entered the tent, Terenus stepped forward, his brow furrowed: "You offered such a rich reward before we officially started the war - of course, this act itself is very good for morale, but the situation is not obvious yet, you should bring it up again when the battle is deadlocked!"

"I have no objection that those who have done meritorious service deserve to be rewarded. Salald said with his glass of wine on his face, and nodded on the map of the round table in the middle of the tent: "I just want to know if we can afford it? There will be no less than ten thousand orcs entrenched in Severcro!"

"It's not much. Bran, who was sitting in the chair, touched his chin and looked at the scroll he got from somewhere: "But our respected Emperor Bixia must have other intentions, right?"

"Alright, you annoying fellows!" Diodore shook his head helplessly, not hearing Bran's slightly sarcastic rhetorical question. When I sat down, I realized that there seemed to be one person missing: "Where did Aaron go?"

"He'll probably have to come back later and go to Severcro with a small troop of cavalry -- you know, this guy always does. Salald shrugged his shoulders and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Lead by example!"

"That's not going to work either. Theodore raised his eyebrows: "He is a commander, not a sentry, as a commander, he should know how to take care of the overall situation, not to carry out a task that can be completed by a cavalry!"

"Maybe when Duke Brennus returns, you can think about how to convince him. Bran turned to Theodore, "But before we do that, we have to think about how to take the strong northern gate!"

"Don't we have a 'battering ram'?" Salald laughed, waving his hand indifferently: "Smash open the gates, then let the cavalry rush in, let the infantry capture the tower, and the victory will be ours!"

"It's true that I don't know anything about military affairs, but I don't know anything either. Bran couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Severcro has three walls! And orcs aren't beasts to be slaughtered!"

"We forced them to go out of the city and fight us head-on - the cost of the siege was too great. Terenus muttered, "But the enemy won't come out easily. ”

"If it were me, they would have refused to defend the city, they had plenty of food, and they didn't have to worry about being raided from behind. Bran sighed: "In any case, besieging a city means paying great sacrifices. ”

"If they don't come out, then we'll go in. Theodore said quite confidently: "If there is no haode battlefield, then make one!"

Almost as soon as Theodore finished saying this, everyone in the big tent suddenly felt a shudder. Bran twitched his Adam's apple with some difficulty, and turned his head to look at Theodore: "You want ......"

"We can't afford to lose much, gentlemen. Theodore smiled, his voice calm: "This is not destined to be a battle that will end in one battle, we must alert all the northerners, and make everyone stand up in order to completely defeat the orcs, and forget their comfortable life." ”

"This day has been waited too long - please don't forget that we are facing a powerful Liliang entrenched in the whole of the South. Both the source of troops and the land surpass us. The north is always in crisis, and there is no way out for us!"

Terenus let out a long sigh, looked sadly at the fortress of Severcro on the map, tapped his finger lightly on it, took his helmet and sword, and then turned around and left the tent of the Chinese army.

“............ Well, now that you've decided, there doesn't seem to be a good way to stop your crazy idea. Salald drank the wine from his glass and slammed it on the table quite boldly: "Then let's have a big fight!"

"History will be written like this......" Salald's voice revealed madness: "The new human emperor has cut off the retreat of the human Shijie with his own hands, and led all the knights to fight to the death with the orcs, and the northern humans who have no way out will face off against the mortal enemy who once destroyed their country!" (To be continued......)