**//[].When Yagrolida jumped to his feet, he had been closely observing the movement of the Nords, and the army of the Eagle had also found an anomaly.

"The Nords are moving very frequently, and there are signs of army gathering in the west and northwest, report the situation to the base camp immediately!" "Varisian, who had just returned to the camp and had not had time to rest, handed over an urgent report with his own fire paint seal to the herald outside the door,

In the end, he specially instructed: "Don't worry about horsepower, this is a critical moment that determines life and death! Be sure to send this information to the base camp as quickly as possible! And tell the base camp that in order to prevent accidents, our army can only go to battle in advance."

"Yes," the young herald hung the bucket on his body, and quickly disappeared from Varisian's sight like a goshawk, and in the barracks where he galloped past on horseback, countless soldiers were also gathering in a hurry, and the captains of the infantry were shouting rudely in various colloquial languages, one after another in the camp,

"Hurry, hurry, do you want the Nords to kick you in the ass! Scoop up your shields, spears, and let those Nord pigs know who they're up against!"

The soldiers hurriedly put on the armor on their bodies, and then swarmed to the weapon racks outside the tent, scooping up their own weapons, glittering spears, heavy infantry crossbows, and the metallic sound of armor rubbing,

"Bunnies, get into the firing position now!, use your arrows, kill all enemies," the crossbowman captain's slogan was replaced by a roar as always, and then led his crossbowmen into the front formation

"Array!"

With a loud sound, countless spears full of chill stretched out from the iron-sided wall of the heavy shield, revealing a chill to the bones under the sun's photos

"Crossbowmen in front!" The entire platoon of crossbowmen took three steps forward in unison, forming a dense shooting arc at the front of the military formation, and any target that entered its range would be shot into a hedgehog by tens of thousands of arrows at the first time.

"Forward!" With a loud shout, on the ground plane surrounded by white fog in front of the Anruod Line, a solemn military formation, like a huge black carpet, quickly covered the ground in the distance,

"Hell, the guy on the other side must be crazy!"

One of the Nord officers in charge of the rotation looked at the looming military formation in the distance, and scolded loudly, the large-scale dispatch of the Falcon Army also shone into chaos on the Nords opposite,

"Ready for battle, the Falcon Army is here!"

The sirens sounded above the city wall, and countless Nord soldiers emerged from the barracks below the city wall like ants that had been flooded, and they had long heard that this time the Falcon Army was going to bombard An Ruo's defense line with a hundred gates of thunder, thinking about the terrible monster that can spit out deadly flames like a fire dragon, even the bravest warriors will feel their legs and stomachs twitch

Because the news of the mutiny of the Third Army had been blocked, most of the Nord soldiers did not know what was going on, and they only saw tens of thousands of Falcon troops in the distance that could be killed at any time.

"Archers, trebuchets prepare, if they dare to come over, they will be smashed to pieces!" The hoarse shouts of the Nord officers just exposed the problem of the lack of morale of the Nord army, many soldiers were newly recruited, and in the first war in the south, the Nord army could be said to have lost its elite, and it could only be drawn from local legions and recruits

Soon, the line of defense was full of people, from the heavy infantry in the position of the city wall to the spears in the back position, the black pressure on a piece of human heads, the defense line made of human flesh and stones, so that the defense line that was still quiet just now came to life, like a beast awakened in the morning light, showing its bloodthirsty fangs,

"Trebuchet ready!"

On the side of the Falcon Army, the sound of a heavy trebuchet pulling a winch rattled, a ten-meter-long arm made of sturdy Kusuna wood was slowly flattened, and a thunder blast bomb with a burning spirit was piled up....

The entire front of the Siriande line is filled with a tense atmosphere of imminent outbreak of a major war.

Although I don't know what the situation is, the 10,000-strong formation of several Falcon armies still built an attack line that could launch an offensive at any time at a distance of 2 kilometers from the Joande defense line.

Both sides are waiting,

"Everyone, keep the walls, and those who flee without a fight will be killed!" shouted the low-level front-line officers of Nord as they pushed a large number of soldiers up the walls of the Anrod Line,

"Damn, go to the wall, quick, everyone go to the wall!"

The Nord officer shouted loudly behind the soldiers, the situation today is really terrible for them, the long period of desertion and the humid climate, a layer of moss has long grown on the dilapidated steps of the vicissitudes of the city wall that Anruod has stood for more than 300 years, and if the soldiers in heavy armor don't want to slip, they can only stagger unsteadily,

Usually it's nothing, but suddenly tens of thousands of soldiers poured in, and these perennial steps in disrepair became a big problem.

"Mom, help!"

There is a distance of about 5 meters from the stone platform to the ground, and the sound of these soldiers wearing heavy armor falling down is as brittle as a broken can that has been flattened, and then there is the sad groan of pain and pain caused by my broken waist and my broken thigh, and there is chaos near the city wall, and many soldiers look at these sad guys, and they can't help but think that they may fall like this, and their faces are a little miserable

"Look, quick, everybody go up at once! All that stops is to flee from battle!" But the officers were indifferent, it was too common for the dead to fight in battle, and who had the energy to take care of these idle matters now, their task was to catch as many soldiers as possible up the city wall in the shortest possible time,

If it was a normal day, someone in charge of logistics would come and immediately carry the wounded away, but today is different, the soldiers are busy squeezing the city wall, and the soldiers in logistics have also gone to assemble,

"You deserving of death!"

Seeing that no one cared, the moans and shouts of the injured people quickly turned into various curses, and naturally there were indispensable remarks of cursing so-and-so for being killed by the Falcon Army

Their cursing soon drew the attention of the Judge Advocate General's Office, and a group of light cavalry in chain mail rushed to the area, and the nearby soldiers were so frightened that their faces were full of panic and uneasiness

The only thing that the small landowner from the south boasted of was that he had a beautiful and charming daughter, and his daughter was now the lover of the Legion Chief, and it was by virtue of this that this fellow, who was greedy for even a silver coin, climbed to the position of the deputy military judge of the Legion.

"What's going on here!"

Pratigrad held the war horse, his body was a little fat, his hair was bald, and his triangular eyes full of fierce light were like a butcher in the town, he frowned slightly and looked at the hundreds of soldiers lying under the city cursing, waved his horsewhip angrily, and scolded loudly: "You concise, don't you know that this is the time of war? It is a capital crime to spread the words of Yan zhòng to shake the morale of the army during the battle period!"

"We're hurt, we're hurting, my lord!"

Some of the wounded who didn't know the details shouted loudly, they didn't know how brutal this harsh guy was, and it was rumored that his greatest pleasure was to carry out Nord's Catch-30, run over the sack containing the deserter, and also summed up a set of experience, how to step over it so that the people in the sack would not be trampled to death, or usually step on it several times before all the bones of the people inside were crushed,

"So, you're useless anymore!" Pratigue's somewhat hideous triangular eyes narrowed slightly, and those who knew him well knew that this was a sign that he was thinking about something, and the air around him seemed to freeze at this moment,...,

"Sir, save us, you will get good luck!" The wounded soldiers, still hoping for him, reached out to him,

"Shut up, what are useless people still left for!" Pratigue smiled at the corner of his mouth, he waved his hand to the dozen or so cavalrymen behind him, and said loudly, "In the name of His Majesty the King, I declare these sinners to be executed!

"No, you can't do that!" no one expected the military judge to say something like this, "Mom, you bastards! you ......" shouted a wounded soldier, a double weight of horses' hooves, already trampled on his chest with the sound of the wind, crackling, cracking bones, bright red blood spurting out of the wounded soldier's mouth, and his whole body flew out heavily, hitting a nearby corner, splattering a wall of red blood

"Now, it's finally honest!" The stormy military judge looked at the corner of the wall full of blood coagulation a little pervertedly, and licked his lips with some dissatisfaction, "Don't you think this is the most beautiful sound in the world?"

He shouted to a dozen of his subordinates who still had the blood of his countrymen dripping with the blood of his compatriots in their hands, "Cut off their heads and hang them on the city road, and I will show those who don't know what is the military law of my Nords!"

After a burst of swords, the mournful roar under the city wall no longer exists.

The wind blew through the dry Joande Line, and the loess almost obscured the view of the communication between the two sides

"Figured it out, what's going on this time!" Varisian stood at the rear of the military formation on horseback, several flag commanders were already waiting inside, from receiving the report of the abnormal movement of the Nords, he had a hunch that this time the Nords reacted too quickly, if it wasn't for some extremely difficult opponent, it must be a false alarm, but no one dared to take risks, especially in the face of an enemy several times their size, a small negligence could become the source of defeat,

"Not yet," a flag commander reported with an ugly face, "According to the first reported sentry, they found that the Nord Third Army stationed in the west was moving frequently, and the whole army had entered a combat state, and then several other Nord troops nearby also moved!"

"Oh, besides the Third Army, what are the other legions? Show me!" Varisian frowned slightly, and asked the adjutant behind him to hand over a military map, laying it on the ground,

All eyes were focused on the strategic map on the meadow,

"Here, here, and here!" the flag commander took a step forward, pointed to a few points on the map, and said, "The Nord Third Army, which is in charge of garrisoning the northwest front, suddenly moved, and then the Seventh and Eighth Armies near it began to move, because the exact situation could not be known in the morning, and the subordinates could only speculate that the Nords might be mobilizing their forces and preparing to launch an all-out attack!"