"Then let go of the promenade and let the Kujiit wander there

The fat man's gaze looked carefully on the map, and suddenly a sentence popped out of his mouth that surprised all the generals

"Order all of Salon's 30,000 northern troops to withdraw to the city of Moka behind, and if it is not necessary, not to provoke the Kugit people of the Tongguò promenade"

"Let go of the promenade?"

Hu Keqili glanced at the fat man in surprise to make sure that he hadn't heard it wrong,

This is not like the usual style of the iron-blooded fat man, if someone dared to pass in front of the fat man's house so provocatively before, he would definitely be robbed by this excited guy, the battle in the north is a living example, Rui Erdian people are just borrowing, they were robbed by the fat man with the army, and almost buried more than 100,000 people in the snow mountain

Hukochili cautiously reminded again, "Grand Duke, although the Green Corridor is not entirely in our hands, it is the best way for us to enter Tulga in the future, is it too hasty to give up like this?"

"I can't bear the child to trap the wolf, as the commander of the first army, you can't just stare at your own one-third of an acre, that's going to suffer a big loss" The fat man raised his head excitedly, and his eyes swept over the faces of several generals

"Do you know why the Kujits, who have always avoided us, have approached the Green Corridor this time at the risk of provoking us?" the fat man questioned

The hall was suddenly silent, and the generals looked at each other with a blank expression

The Guards Regiment had already been drawn from the northern front when the fat man went south, and a month had passed, and who the hell knew what madness the Kugit people in the north had, and they did not celebrate a good victory, but like a mouse that had been stabbed in a nest, they wandered sneakily near the Green Corridor

"Do you know this place?"

The fat man stood up suddenly, walked to the map on the long table, pointed to the top of the map, a small minaret mark, and asked Hukochili next to him

"Tulga?" Hukochili said softly

"Yes, Turga, the answer is here" The fat man said with a solemn expression, word by word, "Now there is experiencing the most violent freezing rain in the history of the northern steppe,

The low-temperature freezing rain that lasted for nearly a month and a half froze most of the livestock to death, not only the material losses were heavy, but even their ruling center, the holy city of Tulga, collapsed due to the continuous torrential rain, and the current Kugit people, like a group of wolves forced into a dead corner, no matter how powerful the opponent is, they will not hesitate to rush up and bite it."

"Whoever deserves to die" The fat man withdrew his finger from the map, looked out the window with a solemn expression, sighed and said, "We only have 40,000 people in Salon in the north, even if we add 20,000 people from the Duowei Department, it is only 60,000 people, if you want to fight a field war with 200,000 crazy Kuguits, it is no different from looking for death, instead of meaningless death, it is better to lead this disaster water out of the direction of Tulga"

"But if you give up the Green Corridor, the Kujits will point the spearhead of their attack at the closest Vecchia to them, and we won't even lose the most forward line of defense?"

A Samour general stood up with a worried expression and expressed his opinion to the fat man,

"You're right" The fat man nodded, and said in a solemn tone, "Because of this, the Kugit really dare to move, on the east side of the Green Corridor, there are only a few sentinels in the east court of Kujit, and in the southeast is the chaotic northern part of Ruierdian, these two areas, compared with the 60,000 troops we retreated to the south of Morin City, as long as they are not fools, they know how to choose"

The fat man looked at a few generals who had suddenly come to their senses, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a strange smile

"Anyway, the northern part of Ruierdian is chaotic enough, and we don't care about the hundreds of thousands of Kugit who come to eat, and when the two sides are tired of making enough trouble, we only need to hook our fingers lightly to close the door of the Green Corridor, and Tulga, who has an empty nest of troops, can escape from our palms

"What if the Kugits return to attack the Kujits," said another general Samor

"Are you still afraid that the Kugit will fight with us in the infantry, that's what we started with," the fat man waved his hand in a teasing tone

"Haha"

The hall was filled with laughter,

The generals were amused by the fat man's words, and the tense atmosphere just now was swept away,

Sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, and finally picking up cheap things, it's not the first time that everyone has done it, thinking of the Kugit and Ruierdian, these two old enemies who have fought in the past have been pitted together,

Everyone felt as happy as eating ice and snow in June

Hukochili stood up with admiration on his face and said, "I'm going to convey this order to Commander Salon."

"No hurry"

The fat man waved his hand at him and pointed to a corner of the map

"This time, not only Salon's legion is going to retreat, but Caesar Solon on the central border is also going to make a look of recuperation after the battle, I will gather you this time, it's not just as simple as sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, since we lit the first fire, then we must not let this fire go out."

"The Grand Duke wants our Guards Legion to be on standby in the central region, and if necessary, turn into a sharp sword that surprises and pierces the chest of the giant beast Rui Erdian in one fell swoop?"

Hukochili blinked his eyes, worthy of being the fat man's henchman, and was the first to react from the fat man's tone

"You're right" The fat man nodded affirmatively, and his finger tapped heavily on the center of the map, "The Ryordian people are not fools, according to reliable information, they have secretly colluded with the Nords, and ceded the richest county in the south to the Nords, in exchange for a short period of peace in the south,

Now, the 6 corps of the southern corps of Raldian plus the local army assembled from all over Palaubun, nearly 300,000 people have been deployed along the Palaubun line, and the good days of the Kujit are coming to an end."

"300,000 people"

There was a sound of inhalation in the hall, and the generals who were still excited just now turned slightly pale,

Even the brave Hu Keqili had an ugly face, no one expected that the Rui Erdian people, who had been continuously frustrated, would still have such a strong strength

The fat man looked at the pale faces of the generals next to him, and said with a leisurely expression, "Now I know that after I surrounded the 100,000 Ruierdian Northern Army, I still want to let them go back."

If we really kill all these 100,000 people, even if Rui Erdian fights hard, he will pour out the anger of these 300,000 troops on my Vikia

Well, now we picked up a big bargain, and the Kugit helped us carry the big black cauldron that was sneaked up behind our backs."

"It's a mess"

The Samour generals looked at the map under the fat man, and secretly shook their heads with emotion in their hearts, the first power in the dignified continent has now completely become a vegetable market, as long as they have a little strength, they all want to shout here

And in the Grand Duke's relaxed tone, it was more like discussing how to steal the fattest and largest territory in this chaotic market while others were not paying attention

Who knows, don't look at the murderous people of Kugit now, in fact, it is impossible to stay in Ruierdian, they come like the wind, and after plundering, they will return to the Kugit grassland,

Because they knew that in the northern part of Ryrdian, where the towns were dense, the advantage of the Kugit cavalry would be greatly reduced, and when it came to regular warfare, the Kugit had not even reached the passing grade.

And for the Ryordian people, the north has long been a mess and there is nothing to take into account, this counterattack will not be fought, if it is to be fought, it must be a thunderbolt, bloody and abnormal, after all, there are still Nords in the south, there is Vekia in the west, and there are Dorok people who have been making trouble with them in the east

"If we continue to put on a strong posture on the border, Ryrdian's 300,000 troops, after quickly crushing the Kujits, will be the target of revenge

"Is 300,000 people a lot?" The fat man looked at the unkind faces of the generals on both sides, and the corners of his mouth pursed disdainfully, "Are there still few Rui Erdian people who died in our hands? If they are still the same old fighting style, even if they add 300,000, I am confident that I will defeat them in one fell swoop."

"What we're going to do this time is to deal a fatal blow to this tired behemoth"

The fat man's voice paused, and his fingers drew a strange curve on the map, making a large circle from the area of Alberon that he had just occupied, and then like a falling sword, he slid all the way to the center of Paraven, the center of Raldian

Albert

The gentle morning light gently shone on the back of the castle of Alberon, reflecting the dense houses below the castle, and a faint melancholy beauty emerged. Since the Vikia army took over here, it has become a gathering place for smugglers, and it has become the starting point for many businessmen to make a fortune.

There was a steady stream of merchant ships from the Vekia region, and there was a constant stream of people everywhere. All the berths of the harbor wharf by the river are full of merchant ships of all sizes,

Cargo porters come and go like ants, carrying large bags of supplies on their shoulders. The main items that were unloaded from the merchant ships were the most popular iron ore and all kinds of daily consumer goods, while those that were loaded onto the merchant ships were mainly the ore and timber that were transferred to the rear river through Guò.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, casting a long shadow of the tall mast of the sailboat onto the pier of Port Aberon. ,

A large, thick-looking merchant ship slowly approached the shore.

This ship is not much different from other merchant ships, but there is a very special flag hanging at the top of the mast, and there is a small blue seagull with wings ready to fly.

At first glance, bystanders knew that this was a Hulin smuggling ship with the logo of a merchant group, and these ships from the southern seas were often loaded with precious goods that made everyone's eyes blush

Vekia's commercial department generally gives priority to such vessels, but the port terminal is too crowded for the military authorities to make room for it.

The gangplank was set up on the trestle, and several black-clothed men came down from it first, and they were murderously controlling the location near the trestle, these people were all about thirty years old, and their expressions were fierce.

At first glance, the bronzed skin is known to be a sailor who lives on the water all year round. They wore short black coats, revealing their sturdy arms, and the occasional sea breeze blew, and occasionally showed the Hulin scimitars they wore at their waists.

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