You must know that the first batch of reinforcements from the imperial capital has stopped in the border city of the southeastern province and was dragged by him by his people.

Such a ready-made credit, he old Levinson did not grasp, it was a joke, and at the same time no one else was allowed to snatch it.

In order to pave the way for that bear bag son, his old face is gone.

Fortunately, the Iron Triangle of the Border Military City was already missing a leg and a half, and it was even better than the best result he expected.

Especially the old guy from the Lamande family, who has been fighting openly and secretly all his life, I don't know if he will fall down this time and be angry to death.

Now he had to consider how to re-establish order after the war, to appease the devastating consequences of burning and looting in the southeastern frontier, and to expand the Levinson family's influence throughout the southeastern provinces.

As for the most severely damaged, it is certainly the jurisdiction of Brando, and the old rivals, the Lamande family, are simply the most suitable scapegoats.

Just like the old Marquis Levinson, the vast majority of the southeastern people and nobles have regained their optimism and are waiting for the day of recovery.

Even the Ministry of Defense of the Imperial Capital stopped the several divisions and regiments that were being prepared in their hands and refocused on the self-examination of the military cities on the northeast border.

It is said that after the preliminary investigation results were reported, the new emperor Frieg was very dissatisfied, and he was about to send a commissioner.

But what happened next slapped everyone in the face, and also stabbed the southeasterners twice.

Ron looked at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror and was very dissatisfied, he thought that today's lip line was too shallow, and it didn't bring out his bold and tough temperament at all, so he scolded the young makeup artist.

If it weren't the younger brother of the actress he had recently loved, he would have whipped him.

After tossing and turning for half an hour, he was finally satisfied, and accompanied by the lord of the city, Count Dino Bundchen, he began his performance again, ah no, patrol work.

Today, the offensive of the steppe people really slowed down, and there were only two feins in the whole morning, but with the old and spicy Cummins in charge, everything was in order.

Ron only walked around the inner line of the city wall for a short time, and then stopped satisfied, although the first half of his life was not really in the barracks for a long time, but since he was a child, he still has some knowledge.

The entire city was well defended, especially the villages and towns within 200 kilometers of the city were all shrunk into the city, so that the steppe people could not find enough food.

As long as they hold out for another day or two, these steppe wolves will have to give up the attack in order to fill their stomachs, scatter their attacks, and gather supplies and wealth further afield.

The huge army is terrifying, but it also has a price, with the vast territory of the empire, even if these steppe people are allowed to go around in the southeast province, the food consumed is an astronomical amount.

Ron didn't care about the loss of those villages and towns, and in his opinion, his talent and bravery had been delayed.

Twenty-one times in a row the hateful, ignorant and traditional frontier troops refused his application, preventing him from showing his abilities in real combat.

Even if he was of noble birth and could inherit his father's title of duke in the future, he felt that it was a sign of incompetence.

It's like the most recent person, the youngest grandson of the Mad Lion Family in Gaokan City, what is Philip's name?

Ron stubbornly believed that Philip was able to achieve these victories because he was completely taking advantage of the princess of the empire, and that he himself was nothing more than a pet hiding behind a woman and relying on a pretty little face.

If Ron had been in that position, relying on the warriors of the Hurricane Legion and his valiant strategy, he could have achieved the same miracle, if not greater.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a cloud floating in the sky, a strange golden cloud.

He was about to take a closer look, when a warning voice suddenly sounded on the city wall, and the sharp golden sound pierced his eardrums, startling him, and he couldn't help but hide behind the guards.

Immediately, he found that his reaction seemed to be a little embarrassed, those golden clouds, no, a formation of more than a dozen golden giant eagles were still very high from the city wall, there was no need to be so afraid.

So he shouted in a bit of annoyance, "Damn it, shoot those beasts down." ”

The bed crossbow on the city wall had already drawn its hard bowstring, and Michael, the commander of the second division, wanted to pull Ron into the command room for a while, but perhaps he wanted to show his bravery, so he broke free from the pull of his guards, kicked away a warrior holding the bed crossbow, and pointed to the sky.

Michael couldn't, so he had to arrange personnel to protect him, Dino was patting his ass on the side, and only Cummins looked at the scene in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

The golden eagle formation flew very fast, even if it looked like a palm-sized piece from below, but each wing spread out to be twenty meters wide.

As they flew over the city walls, they suddenly broke out in formation from the middle, revealing a behemoth that had been obscured above.

The Dulong bird, with its fat body full of feathers, spread wings more than fifty meters long, wide and flat beak, and big legs covered with scales and webbing, looks a little weird and bulky.

At this moment it was tethered to a huge package, which seemed to be sewn from the stomach of some animal, and filled with some strange and disgusting liquid, which trembled with each flap of its wings.

Immediately after, it let out a strange scream, like a dragon's roar, and the skin beneath became larger and louder in people's eyes.

Knowing how the western wall of the city of Gokan was broken, all the guards pounced, including Michael himself, and protected Ron in the middle, and a big man even carried him and ran quickly towards the stairs of the city wall.

Before they could run down the wall, the leather bag fell to the top of the city and burst open with a loud thud.

The sturdy walls only shook slightly, and they were unharmed, but the green liquid in the skin spurted out violently, covering the entire city, and even the guards and division commander Michael were drenched.

A strong stench immediately filled the entire city, as if the bean juice and excrement had been fermented in a filthy gutter for an unknown number of days, and everyone vomited frantically.

Not only that, but these green liquids began to volatilize rapidly under the sunlight, even if the winter sunlight was not strong, they still turned these liquids into a mist like green smoke, permeating a radius of three or four hundred meters.

As a light breeze blew, the turquoise smoke began to spread in other directions around the city, causing unknown warriors to cover their mouths and noses for shelter.

Ron was vomiting too, and although he wasn't splashed with the liquid, everyone around him wasn't spared, the smell was too strong.

This made him vomit up the barbecue and lobster in his lunch, and coughed so much that tears and snot came out together, not to mention how embarrassed he was, and he was still escorted by the guards to his residence in the city.

After the maid had bathed him three times, Ron still felt that he smelled strange and kept retching.

Only he knew that although he didn't splash on his body, maybe it was a coincidence, the moment he looked up, it seemed that a drop of liquid happened to fly into his mouth.

A small drop, so much so that it made him feel like it wasn't his own delusion.

The investigation report of the military department also came out, and the steppe people threw this rotten egg on the three sections of the city wall, and almost the entire frontal defense line was filled with this stench.

Although there were no dead people, the combat power was reduced by at least thirty percent, especially the location of the city gate, which was simply the hardest hit area.

But after testing and analysis by the temple, the liquid had no other toxic side effects other than a strong taste and strange volatility, and it looked more like a prank, and it was hard to imagine what the steppe people were doing this for.

After the air raid, even the attack that should have been there was nowhere to be seen, which made the old snow bear, who had been vigilant for a long time, feel very strange.

Knowing the ingredients, Ron was finally relieved, but even more disgusting.

Until sunset, the steppe people did not attack again, and the military camp that stretched for more than ten kilometers in the field of vision was still the same, but it was a lot quieter.

Cummins, the snow bear, who sensed that something was wrong, sent scouts to check, only to find that in addition to the thousands of prairie people who were doing it, the huge camp had long been empty.

The steppe people retreated, and the prank just now was just a gift they left before leaving, which is really disgusting.

Tortured by disgust and humiliation for an afternoon, Ron was furious, and he could not allow such a stain on his glorious resume, especially from those lowly prairie people who were as weak as rats.

So he tried his best to encourage Michael to go out of the city to pursue, as well as the Snow Bear Division.

The two who couldn't stop it had to report to the Marquis of Levinson and let him decide, or directly reprimand their straw bale son.

Sure enough, the Marquis, who was thinking about it, agreed, and informed them that just an hour earlier, the city of Nopua had also reported the retreat of the steppe people, and had sent someone to reconnoitre.

From a strategic point of view, although it is a bit risky to attack at this time, from the perspective of the Hurricane Corps, it is a rare opportunity.

It's just that Snow Bear and Ron were strictly ordered to stay in Ferretti City and not to take risks.

In addition, the second division directly under Michael's command was required to focus on driving, not to fight a decisive battle easily, drive the steppe people back to the border all the way, push this huge pressure to the city of Veradi, and continue to consume the living forces there.

Although he knew that this order was a bit inauthentic, several division commanders, including Cummins, knew where their butts should sit and could only accept it.

For in the end, the Marquis of Levinson hinted that the Knights of the Southern Templar, under the leadership of the Holy Knight Augustine, had set out for the city of Nopua by train, and that it would take five days at most to reach it, and that the steppes must be driven out before them, at least to the border position.

The dominance of the entire siege must be in the hands of the Empire, or the Hurricane Legion.

At midnight that night, Michael led the second division and 20,000 servants from the east gate and chased after the trail left by the steppe people.