On the northern border of the Nord Kingdom, in the Anruod region near the border of the Falcon Dynasty, a light rain poured down, shrouding the heavens and the earth in gray, and the heavens and the earth were also gray, although the rain was not heavy, but it began to rain in the morning, and it continued, there was already a lot of water on the ground, and in those low-lying areas, the water was more and more, forming puddles one by one, and some even looked like small fish ponds.

Varisian, who had arrived from the front, had been waiting for the fat man to come out of a hotel in the middle of the town. According to the news from the Ministry of Military Affairs, His Majesty Falcon was going to take a few princesses around the north of Anruod "at will" today, and he was not sure how casual this "casual" was, so he still made some preparations in advance.

The nearby towns had been temporarily cleared, and the civilians inside had been temporarily moved, leaving behind houses that served as temporary legion headquarters, and the herald cavalry ran over the roads full of patrols from time to time, rolling up the dust of the day, or attracting a burst of shouting, but more of a silent and stern look,

The current Anruod region has fallen into a tense situation, the Falcon Dynasty mobilized 60,000 troops from several regions, and the 70,000 Nords on the opposite side of the confrontation on this barren plateau, the possibility of a fierce battle between the two armies is almost undoubted, and the mainland's eyes are focused on this place that has been destined to become a battlefield for thousands of years.

From fifteen hundred years ago, this was the gladiatorial arena that decided the fate of the continent, whether the king of the north wanted to go south, or the king of the south wanted to go north, it seemed that they could not bypass this headache place, and now, the life and death of the kingdom of Zode, and whether the Falcon Dynasty can achieve a powerful empire like the Ikadivars who broke the Anrod defense line in one fell swoop a thousand years ago and then unified the entire continent,

"The possibility of a qiē is like a fateful focus on this thousand-year-old battlefield! Staring at the rain flying outside the window, Varisien inevitably felt some kicking in his heart.

As he hurried over this morning, he received a report that the Nords continued to increase their troops, and now the Nords on his frontal line had increased to 90,000 men, with the Crown Prince himself in charge, and according to reliable information, the Nords intended to turn this defensive battle into a counterattack, not only mobilizing the original border guards, but also mobilizing a newly formed army from the direction of Nord Kyoto, which shows that the Nords attached great importance to this battle

As the commander of the attacking side of this battle, Varisien secretly complained in his heart that the 60,000 troops were not too much, but not too much, and if it was a defensive battle, he might be able to touch the Nords who were heavily armed on the opposite side, but this time it was an offensive battle, and the fate of tens of thousands of troops was in his own hands.

In the history of the Ikadivar continent, except for the Ikadivars more than a decade ago, there has never been a general who has broken through the Anjod Line, which is known as a century-old wall, from the front, and behind it is almost 60,000 soldiers who are almost alone

How should this battle be fought? Varisien had no bottom in his heart, but it was not this that made him feel unsure, but he still didn't know why His Majesty Falcon, who had always been known for his wisdom, would put the breakthrough point of his attack on this defense line that was almost never broken.

8 well-organized defensive lines, enough to make any attacking enemy feel hopeless,

As the commander in charge of the attack, not only did he lack troops, but he also couldn't know even the most basic tactical intentions, and this uncontrollable uncertainty made Varisian, who was in charge of the main attack, simply at a loss.

The rain outside is not heavy, but there is a cold wind and a bit of a feeling of spring cold, the rainy season that sweeps the south is coming, which is a very serious threat to the thunder god of the falcon army, if it is delayed like this, it will be used exclusively with the thunder god who is besieging the city, I am afraid that it will also fall into a useless predicament, but the order to attack has not been issued for a long time, is it really to wait until the rainstorm comes?...,

If it weren't for the absolute confidence in the Falcon Majesty, Varisian would have desperately opposed this operation, it was too a joke, with a force of 60,000 people, he would attack the enemy who was much more numerous than himself, and had a complete defense, not to mention that the pace of the Falcon Majesty's attack was too slow, and it took ten days for the army to assemble, exposing his attack intentions almost naked under the noses of the Nords, putting on a posture of strong attack, but when it was really the critical time to attack, His Majesty looked at the scenery leisurely!

What kind of situation is this? Varisien didn't understand, the falcon that had always been known as attacking like fire, but this time he showed a very rare negative attitude.

"If this is the case, then what is the real intention of the battle of this magnitude?" all kinds of doubts made Varisian completely confused, and when he was still thinking so, the fat man had already accompanied Berlante Bonnie and Mao Mona Qing down from the second floor of the inn at the same time.

"Varisian!"

The fat man waved his hand at him, his face didn't seem to be very good, a little pale, a little haggard, and a little frivolous, Varisian was a careful and experienced family, and he could see at a glance that this was the sequelae of the transition of His Majesty's indulgence.

He hurriedly lowered his head respectfully, and sighed secretly in his heart, "Three beautiful princesses of the peerless city, and one of the Berlante Bonnie who has an unclear relationship with His Majesty, it is a miracle that His Majesty can still stand up!"

"Is it raining heavily?" said the fat man, looking outside.

"No, it's not the season for heavy rains yet, but it should be soon. Varisian replied cautiously, hurriedly dispelling the dirty thoughts that were still speculating in his heart, and at the same time wanted to remind His Majesty Falcon that the rainstorm season was coming, and if he didn't fight again, he would lose the most important Thor advantage.

But the fat man didn't seem to hear it, but waved his hand to Varisian in a bit of a deep thought: "Come out for a walk with me! After spending more than half a year in the north, it's rare to have the opportunity to see the rain in the south!"

The guards in charge of the inn's security have already prepared waterproof cloaks, the fat man put on the military war horse rain boots, Berlante Bonnie still habitually wears the knight's cowhide rain boots she brings, her legs are more slender, and the silver knight's armor makes her slender body look slim, riding on a maroon red horse, looking heroic.

Parallel to her is Mao Mona Qing, very ordinarily draped in a thin white mink fur cloak, which can protect from rain and cold, which is indeed a rare boutique.

But. There is obviously more than one mink fur coat like this, because there are two princesses dressed in similar styles next to them, Jones Nelly and the former Princess Harodian of Raldian, Jones Nelly is the first time to come to the south of Raldian, an excited face, very curious about the confused rain scene around, and Princess Harodian's face is a little white, her eyes are thoughtful, and her expression is a little sparse, and the familiar village of Ryordian style along the way must evoke the deepest memories in her heart,

In charge of the safety of the princesses is Isa Moriel. She was the tallest of all the women on horseback, with chestnut hair. Wearing a light gray mink coat, she had the feeling of standing out from the crowd, and she herself seemed to like it, especially when she rode past the fat man

In a place of a cliff, the fat man got off his horse and looked at the Nord army defense line a few miles away.

"Let's talk about it, how are you going to fight this battle! 60,000 people attacking the defense line of 100,000 people, this battle is not easy to fight!" The fat man clenched his collar, stared at the depth full of wisdom in the distance, and his face was a little pale, and when it was blown by the breeze, it turned even paler. ...,

Mao Mona Qing hurriedly came over and put on a coat for him, and arranged his coat very flat, with delicate and gentle movements like a wife sorting out clothes for her husband, and there was a little affectionate look in his eyes.

"Subordinate...... I don't know!" Varisien's mouth opened, and his mind flashed through the plan that had been prepared when he came, and finally he felt that neither plan could be realized, but he could only say what he really thought

"Hehe, you finally have self-knowledge!" The corner of the fat man's mouth suddenly laughed, and he pointed to several faintly visible city walls in the distance, and said, "Do you see those strong defensive lines? Don't say 60,000 people, I will give you another 120,000 people, and you will not be able to break through it, but why do I still launch this battle, it is because we can't give the Roude people a chance to recover, we want to drag them to death on this defense line that they think is foolproof!"

"Dragged to death on the line?"

Varisian's face was stunned for a moment, and then it suddenly dawned on him, and his gaze suddenly changed from blank to shining,

What a poisonous strategy!" Varisian couldn't help but sigh, he finally knew the Falcon Majesty's plan,

It turned out that this battle had already been fought silently, and he was at a loss.

The Nord Kingdom has just suffered a fiasco, and the supplies of the logistics center Sagoth have been wiped out, and now the entire Nord Kingdom is like a deformed monster, on one side is the army that urgently needs to expand, and on the other side is the increasingly urgent logistics.

An army of 60,000 men was not a very strict burden for the Falcon Dynasty, which had a strong economy and had just reaped a bumper grain harvest in the north.

But the 100,000 Goude troops gathered on the opposite side are like a blackmail around the neck for the Nord Kingdom, which may collapse at any time.

Every day of delay in the decisive battle is a step towards death,

The more troops gathered on the opposite side, the heavier this heavy burden will be, like an unfillable whirlpool, engulfing the grain, materials, and wealth harvested by the kingdom of Rode in this autumn