In the northern Gaul town of Antura, under the warm winter sun, the ice and snow began to melt, and the ice hanging on the branches was crystal clear, reflecting the sunlight and shining a colorful rainbow, as if the transparent tiles were shining in the setting sun.

Standing on the heights of the city, which had been in the hands of the Slavs and Gauls several times, the fat man looked at the last red glow falling from the ridges in the distance, like a god watching the vicissitudes of the earth, the sun and the sea changing into mulberry fields, and a light footstep came from behind the steps,

There is no need to look back, the fat man also knows that it is his little apprentice, the royal daughter of the Besu tribe, Besu Kaya,

This princess, who is becoming more and more leader, doesn't know if it's because of the blood in her body, or if she feels something when she returns to the cold land in the north this time, she has become much more mature than before, if she was a good student before, she really has a bit of the temperament of a princess now, and the cold beauty of the plain snow race has a natural cold temperament, and at the age of fifteen, she has begun to show a convincing divine taste,

The eyes are as clear as water, the skin can be broken by blowing, like ice condensation in the snow, a sense of elegance and peerless amazement, long hair has been hanging down to the small waist, carrying a red scabbard behind his back, wearing the long-legged boots of the white fox fur unique to the cold people, and the beautiful long legs stop at the top of the steps.

Besukaya whispered, "Teacher, Lord Salon, who has just received news, and it can already be confirmed that the northern forces of the Gauls were indeed split into two parts before the battle, because of internal contradictions" "Oh, those two parts!" The fat man did not look back

Sukaya's crisp voice like a yellow warbler stopped, and his eyes glanced ahead with affection, his voice was crisp and moving, but with a slight trilling voice that was not easy to detect, "Part of it is the remnants of the army of Duke Simon, the commander of northern Gaul, who had just been defeated by Lord Salon in the Winter Valley, numbering about eleven thousand, because of the loss of Antura, and now hiding in the Valley of the Wallbridge, thirty miles away from here, and now suppressed by Lord Salon's army. The other is the part that disappeared unexpectedly, and Lord Salonn has not been able to figure out the specific situation, but it is certain that this Kyoto army has just swallowed more than 40,000 northern troops of Simon, the commander-in-chief of the north, with a total strength of nearly 100,000 people. Lord Saron hopes that His Majesty will be prepared!" "The Kyoto Army and the Northern Army?"

The fat man withdrew his gaze from a distance, turned around in some surprise, and didn't seem to notice the burning gaze of the beautiful woman in front of him who could melt ice, and took the report in Besukaya's hand and looked at it. With a confused face, he asked, "Who is the leader of the Kyoto reinforcements mentioned in the report?" It is a familiar feeling, this style of sticking a knife in the back of my own people reminds me of a person in the Gallic army!" "The report did not say" Genbei Sukaya's face flashed slightly red, and the corners of his mouth suddenly said, "But according to the confession of the prisoners who surrendered to Antura, the leader of the Kyoto reinforcements this time was Tielan, the leader of the Qingzhuang faction who has been in the limelight in Gallic Kyoto recently, and the number of Kyoto troops who arrived was 50,000" "Tielan!"

Hearing this name, the fat man laughed at the corner of his mouth, "I'll just say why it's so familiar! It's no wonder that the northern Gaul troops were defeated."

Seeing his beautiful little apprentice with a confused expression, the fat man explained, "You don't know. This Tielan and we are old acquaintances, and in the battle of Rasti, he did the work of killing thousands of his own family members in order to snatch military merits. If it weren't for Hasenrimbaud alone shouldering the responsibility for the defeat in the Battle of Rasti, this scandal would have been exposed a long time ago, but this guy doesn't know if it's because the background is too thick or it's too lucky. Everyone else was belittled for the Battle of Rasti, but he, the first general to escape at the end of the Battle of Rasti, used it as capital after returning to Kyoto. Quickly rise among the Gallic youths"

"This Tielan must be a villain!, as far as I know, only a despicable person can have such a talent," Besukaya's pretty face was like frost,

"That's not necessarily, the villain is a villain, but a lucky villain! And people are in this kind of troubled times, many things can't be seen with a fair eye" The fat man pursed his lips slightly, and said disapprerovingly, "Although the ability is not very good, but the habit of stabbing one's own people is also strange, I didn't expect the north to even get worse, and directly poached Simon's 40,000 northern army, with such a partner, it is difficult for Simon not to be defeated! But it also happens that this guy accidentally saved the situation in the north."

The fat man's voice paused, his eyes looked at the city roads in the city below in a zigzag pattern, and said slowly" Originally, the capture of Antura meant the completion of our strategic encirclement of northern Gaul, and the possibility of Gaul Kyoto obtaining support from the north would be completely cut off, for Gallic Kyoto, which had almost relied on northern resources to support several months, this was the real cold winter, but now because of the entire Tielan, our strategic plan could not achieve the goal, the main force of the northern army in Gaul still existed, and the military strength under Tielan was more than 100,000, and put on a stubborn posture, if we were dragged to the north desperately, it would be a very troublesome thing, in generalThis time, we can only choose to give up the idea of eating the Gallic Northern Army in one bite!" "Your Majesty means giving up the North?" Besukaya blinked her long eyelashes, and a look of shock flashed in her beautiful eyes, "No, just give up swallowing the Northern Army!" In the war, it is normal to change the strategy because of the change of situation, it should have been my Central Army and the Salon Army, one front and one after the other, like two big iron pincers to suppress the Gauls' more than 100,000 northern troops in the middle, but now it has become a three-game situation.

"Continuing to entangle is not good for us"

The fat man said, "You immediately convey my order to Salon, don't worry about Tielan for the time being! Tomorrow I will personally lead the central army to join him, and eat Simon, the commander-in-chief of northern Gaul, first, Tielan, I will send an envoy, that guy is not a northerner, and naturally he will not have the consciousness to fight to the death for the north, as long as he is given a chance, I dare to guarantee that he will abandon the north immediately!" "A chance at first?"

The fat man looked at the broken city wall under the sunset, his eyes narrowed into a line, the cold light flickered, and he said in a cold voice, "Do you see the wall ahead, where the banner of the Slavs, the flag of the Gauls, and now the flag of the Falcon Empire is flying." Northern Gaul is vast, just to control these areas, it will take more than a month, plus Tielan's 100,000 troops, our strength is too strong, in this case, we might as well get out of the way and put this Tielan back to Gallic Kyoto!" Put it back in Kyoto, then Kyoto's power is not even stronger!" Besukaya was a little puzzled, "If there is no unity inside, the greater the strength." It's not a good thing!" The fat man pursed his lips slightly, and said disdainfully, "Gallic Kyoto has just taken back the Wall Rock Fort, and it is being celebrated in an all-round way, and the new Minister of War Derek has been greatly praised, and he has a great intention of preparing to establish a defense line in the Wall Rock Fort, if at this time, Tie Lan enters Beijing with more than 100,000 troops,

A man who is in the limelight, but who is actually nothing more than a puppet. There are not even ten thousand troops in hand, and another wolf bèi returns, but with a legion of more than 100,000 people under his orders, you can think. What would that be the situation!" "Yes, teacher, I see!"

Besukaya nodded, raised her pretty face, and the beauty glanced deeply at the broad back of the man not far away, who seemed to be able to support a qiē. Resisting the urge to live on his back, her mind remembered a large-scale sacrificial event called "Winter God Hunting" in the cold region of the north.

At that time, it was passed down from the customs of the Austin people by the sea.

Since it is named "Winter God Hunting", it is naturally the hunting of the real Winter God, the so-called Winter God, in the northern cold land only represents one meaning, dragon whale, bloodthirsty and fierce cold overlord, although the size is not huge, but the most like to hide under the glacier to catch the real beast that walks on the glacier for prey,

In the northern cold region, the dragon whale is definitely the first fierce name, with teeth like a sword, living in groups, every year in the northern cold region, the cold people who die in the mouth of the dragon whale are more than 1,000 people, the cold people are full of resentment towards this animal, the cold people take the hunting of dragon whales as one of the highest honors, so at the end of the climax of the sacrifice, it is to ask the famous people in the clan to kill a real dragon whale in front of tens of thousands of people who participate in the sacrifice,

But it is very difficult to catch this beast under the ice alive, and there is almost no way during the day.

Because dragon whales are active, only at night, cold hunters will release a winter, specially trained winter wolf pack, each group of thirty, driven by torches, can smell the smell of dragon whales under the ice Winter wolves will along the edge of the ice, quickly find the location of the dragon whale group lurking,

In the dark, the sight of the dragon whale is equal to zero,

Wolves will jump into the ice, bite and rest under the ice, and the dragon whale is almost blind at night,

Dragon whales are generally crowded together in groups of four or five, attacked in the dark, panicked dragon whales will generally regard all the surrounding objects as enemies, dragon whales will kill most of the winter wolves in the entanglement, and then start killing each other, the last survivors are often covered in scales and eventually float to the ice because of the exhaustion of the body, at this time, the hunter who has been waiting on it for a long time will drag the dragon whale up with a huge harpoon, and now, for some reason, Besukaya feels that Gallic Kyoto is the dragon whale that is about to start killing each other, and his teacher is the hunter who stands proudly on the ice with a huge harpoon！

In the early morning, the sun has not yet come out, and the northern land is filled with white mist,

Under the blowing of the cold wind in the mountains, on the earth, like a flowing white belt around the narrow highlands in front, a black goshawk flew from the blue sky, under the wings of the spread was a snow-covered vast range, the cold wind blew through the hills in front, a faint rumble came from the other end of the hills, the heavy hooves of the war horses hit the hard snow-capped mountain frozen soil, "What's the situation?" The soldiers of the Bi Dan Army, who were cooking food in snow water in the early morning, stood up one after another, and they all raised their heads in the direction where the sound came from, only to see a black line appear on the edge of the top of the white mound in the distance, and the heavy horse's hooves shook the snow layer below.

Soon, in the cold wind, after the cavalry appeared battle flags hunting infantry clusters appeared,

"Attention, enemy attack!"

I don't know who shouted, and suddenly the whole camp was in chaos, Duke Simon, who was awakened by the soldiers running in a panic, crawled out of the tent in the humble camp with a wolf, and was stunned when he saw the situation outside, it was too chaotic, the soldiers were running away, even if the overseers were blocking the road and shouting that they were not allowed to run, it would be useless

Duke Simon ran over in a rage, just as the Warlord grabbed a running soldier "Big ...... My lord. The Falcon Army is coming!" The soldier replied with a trembling voice as he looked at the bright swords of Duke Simon and the Warlords beside him

"Falcon Army!" Duke Simon was already phobic of this word, and shuddered when he heard it, and looked in the direction pointed by the soldier, only to see a black army in a menacing formation in the distance, "Bastard, array, prepare for battle!" Duke Simon pulled out his face angrily. Shouting and shouting, the soldiers began to line up in a disorderly manner, and the archers climbed the wooden arrow tower on the outskirts of the barracks, raised the Gallic bow in their hands, and looked out with a hesitant face.

A white line shot from a distance, firmly planted in the wooden wall outside the camp, and a letter was tied to the tail of the dangling arrow. One of the guards carefully removed the letter from the wooden wall and glanced at it. Ran to Duke Simon in a panic, and said hesitantly, "My lord, the other side demands that we surrender! or they will annihilate us all!" We also have fifteen thousand men now, and we have a strong perimeter, I don't believe it, and the other party wants to take us by surprise like Winter Valley!" But he was a man of aristocratic standards, and he angrily threw the letter of surrender at his feet, and shouted loudly to all around, "Don't be afraid, everyone. The opponent's strength is not superior, as long as we can hold on, reinforcements will come soon......" Just as Duke Simon was speaking loudly, he suddenly heard a strange sound breaking through the air, "Attention, arrow attack" The peripheral sentinel let out a hysterical shout, the situation that had just calmed down was immediately chaotic again, the soldiers looked everywhere for a place to hide, or looking for a shield to seek a glimmer of life, and fought many times, the soldiers knew very well what a terrible thing it was for the Falcon Empire's arrow attacks in the distance, "Bang Bang Bang"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the whole crossbow arrow had hit like a black cloud jumping out of the ridge, crossing the 2-meter-high wooden fence on the periphery, covering the sky, and the flying arrows fell like raindrops across the white arc, completely like an impenetrable net

"Ahh

Although Duke Simon had a shield to protect his important body, he was also shot through his right arm by a falling crossbow arrow, and after a cry of sorrow, he was immediately pressed down by his loyal guards again,

The other soldiers were not as lucky as him, the dense and excessive crossbow arrows almost covered most of the camp, and the screams were heard one after another in the camp, and the humble camp could not cope with the powerful long-range attack of more than 50,000 falcons.

Wherever the arrows swept through the ground, it was like a swift hurricane sweeping through a soldier who would soon fall in pieces. Duke Simon gritted his teeth and pushed away the corpse of the guard pressing on him, and immediately heard all kinds of screams before death, making the surroundings look like a hell under judgment.

"What's the matter, didn't you say that you can surrender?" Duke Simon's face was covered with blood and he was completely stunned, the other party said that he could negotiate, how could he launch such a terrible attack so shamelessly and immediately!

"Your Majesty, aren't we persuaded to surrender?" Salon looked at the scene in the distance, and asked the fat man next to him with some confusion, and the whole row of crossbowmen behind him kept throwing terrifying crossbow arrows towards the Gallic military camp in the distance, like a large field of locusts, bursting out from the far edge of the horizon, and quickly moving down in the sky

"I persuaded it, didn't the other party surrender? Then the attack is in accordance with the rules!" The fat man rolled his eyes on the horse, slapped his hand on the horsewhip, persuaded him to surrender, what are you kidding, if this chicken really surrenders, how can he kill the monkey of Tielan, ten minutes later, the fat man raised his hand, the opponent's strength is only 11,000 people, and continuing to shoot arrows will only cause waste. "Stop shooting!" the crossbow captains conveyed one by one, the dense rain of arrows stopped, and the Gallic camp that was full of people running around just now was like a large piece of cheesecake that had been cut off by a brush,

Revealing the bright red and fat cream inside, the bright red human blood dyed the camp area a shocking red, the blood melted between the snow layers, gathered into a trickle between the stones, and flowed down the gravel under their feet, more than 10,000 soldiers of the Bidan Army, under the fierce blow just now, ran everywhere, and as a result, they were surrounded by arrows that exceeded them several times, and their bodies were firmly fixed with the ground, and less than 4,000 soldiers were able to survive this blow, most of them were wounded, and they had completely lost the ability to resist,

"It's time to take over! Now is the time to accept the surrender, we must let Tieran know the consequences of making us impatient," the fat man said to the somewhat stupid Ssalon next to him,

On Tielan's side, the feeling of having 100,000 troops made this Kyoto nobleman full of ambition and desire, and he was planning to fight in the north with the Falcon Army, fighting 30,000 with 100,000, no matter how you look at it, he will take advantage.

But a letter from the Falcon Army made the burning ambition in his heart like a basin of ice water,

The Falcon of Vicchia has arrived in the north of Gaul! With it, there are as many as 50,000 of the most elite Central Army! Although I am not sure whether the other party is deliberately trying to Kuang himself, Tielan does not dare to go out to verify it.

He gave the order to hold on, completely ignoring the situation of the wolf bèi of Simon Pydan's army, which had only about 10,000 men (to be continued......