In mid-June, after nearly a month of hard work, on the northern front of the grassland, the main force of the Dongting cavalry, which was originally advancing towards the border, suddenly turned around, and the target went straight to the seven-part alliance located on the border.

The fat man rewarded the meritorious deeds, divided the pastures on the border into seventeen sections, and rewarded them to the seventeen tribes who had made meritorious contributions in this war, and left 20,000 people to build a new city "Zhiwala" Kugit for the sun of the north,

Along the middle line of the Dongting grassland, between the three northern counties and Motu, more than 10,000 border herdsmen were relocated in succession, thirty-eight bazaars for commerce and trade were built, and a safe road was opened up.

In July, the climate in Paravon is quite cool, and the autumn breeze sweeps through the still green fields, bringing the smell of autumn harvest. With the Falcon Dynasty's economic stimulus policy and the investment of a lot of money,

The more than 1 million people who migrated from the Parabun Plain in the center of Ruierdian, and the nearly 300,000 Kugit people who migrated from the western grasslands, plus the Dongting people who moved south to the three northern counties, are like three huge rivers coming together.

Parabun, which was not damaged too much during the war, has faintly become the center of the central economy, politics and culture, and the economic center of the south, Zhivadin, and the economic center of the north.

On the shore of a beautiful lake outside the city of Paraven, the thin autumn breeze passes by the lake, creating layers of ripples, and the turquoise water gently flutters in the ripples of the breeze, completely absorbing the blue sky and white clouds into his vast mind

This is a large villa near the lake, the marble white building is built in the green mountains and green waters like the scenery in the painting, this was once the residence of the Paravenian nobles Langfas family, because of the escape of the war, it was sold cheaply for only 10,000 gold coins, and now it is the forbidden area of the Falcon Northern County Military Department.

Of course, most people don't know that in this beautiful and picturesque place, it is actually the base camp of the famous Falcon Northern Army, but today, from the commander of the regiment to Salon, all the senior officers above the flag commander of the Northern Army are standing in front of the villa with a solemn face.

There was not even a whispered voice in the oppressive air, quietly, you could clearly hear the sound of the mountain wind blowing, today's vigilance was three times more than in the past, the number of patrols, the number of standing guards, all reached the Cheng dù who must see people within five meters, even a mosquito will be stared at by countless pairs of eyes

Soon, a team of fierce cavalry in black armor escorted a carriage into their field of vision, and the commander of the Northern Army, who had always been unrestrained in clothing, was also in strict order at this time, and saw the carriage stop with a creak, and the officers around them all straightened up and fixed there, and a bloody breath belonging to the warriors came to their faces

Salon tidied up his collar, stepped forward and opened the door of the carriage first, and said apologetically, "Your Majesty, you have come from afar, and your subordinates are really ......."

"Well, I don't want to be polite words like this every time!" The fat man got down from above, his eyes glanced at Salon, and the important minister of the powerful side subconsciously stopped talking...,

"Tell me what's new about the Nords lately!" the fat man asked in a low voice, taking off his cloak and handing it to Salon, walking up the marble steps of the villa first,

Salon hurriedly followed with a respectful face, and then more than ten flag leaders gathered behind,

Salong followed behind the fat man, and reported as he walked, "According to the latest news, since the Nord army suffered a crushing defeat in the south of Vekia, the domestic strength has shrunk, coupled with the loss of the southern coast, the fishermen can not go out to sea to fish, and the domestic food crisis is becoming increasingly tense, even the garrison on the border is less than about 80,000 people, which is a third less than the 120,000 army at the peak of the day.

However, in the past few months, the strength of our army, which is deployed on the border, has increased from 60,000 to 80,000, and it has basically reached 1:1 with the other side.

The subordinates thought that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our army to take the initiative to attack Nord, but because His Majesty was still in the far northern grasslands at that time, his subordinates did not dare to act without authorization, so they could only wait for His Majesty to come back and make a decision!"

"Yes, what do you think?" The fat man's face was slightly stunned, his footsteps paused, and the four soldiers standing at the door of the hall in front of him hurriedly pushed open the door at the end of the corridor,

With a heavy creak, a large military conference hall was revealed, a long table ten meters long with baked paint, and on the front wall, hung a huge map of the form

"Here's what the subordinates think!" Salon hurriedly walked into the hall, stood in front of the map, pointed to a point in the middle, and said with an excited expression, "Everyone knows that the center of the Nord's northern defense line is the heavily defended Fort Tichberg, as long as our army takes the opportunity to break it, there will be a huge gap in the entire Nord's northern front, and then the army can move south in one fell swoop, directly approaching the Nord's Kyoto area, even if it can't be defeated, you can avenge the Nord's attack on the south of my Wiki!"

"You want to storm Tichberg Fort?" the fat man frowned slightly and stared at the place of Salon's finger, and said, "As far as I know, the permanent garrison there is between 20,000 people, and 5 miles away from it is the city of Tikhber of the Nords, and there are 10,000 garrisons there, which means that you only have one chance to launch a surprise attack, how sure are you that you will face 30,000 defenders and take it at once?"

Judging from the map, Fort Tichberg, which controls the mountain range, is indeed the most critical node of the Nord's northern defense line, with the highest terrain and the strongest defense force, but it is also because it is the strongest guard, so the fat man also believes that in the current situation, if a surprise attack is launched, the possibility of success is also very high

Salon replied with a solemn expression, "In fact, after I found out that the Nord army was insufficient, I immediately sent a large number of spies, and there is definite information that the garrison in Fort Tichberg is now only 14,000 men, and the 10,000 city garrisons they rely on as a backup have been on their way to the Suruo region half a month ago, and it is said that there has been some turmoil there.

"Turmoil?" The fat man looked at Salon, who had been in the northern grasslands some time ago, so he didn't know much about some of the Nord's internal affairs, if it wasn't for some major events such as war, the intelligence department would not have sent a precious resource like the Green Eagle,

Under normal circumstances, it is a carrier pigeon, but the carrier pigeon is easy to use in other places, but in the prairie with many birds of prey in the sky, it is often difficult to fly to the destination and will be intercepted by birds of prey, so a lot of news must be turned over by land, and when it reaches the hands of the fat man, it is generally a matter of a few days.

"I heard that Governor Sulton was dismissed by the Nord side for treason!" "I don't know what this guy known as the remnant lion said in the court meeting, which caused the anger of the king of Nord and relieved him of his position as governor of Sul on the spot, I heard that when this guy was escorted down by the palace guards, he was still shouting 40,000, 40,000 lives or something, it is really sad to say, such a famous general has fallen into such a fate!"

"And there is such a thing......" The fat man heard a burst of laughter, this matter must have something to do with Salton's ransom of the tens of thousands of prisoners of war to himself, I really didn't expect that King Nord would be so evasive of that fiasco, and would rather remove his confidant Salton than deal with this matter head-on

"The soldiers of 40,000 excellent warriors are not as valuable as their own face" The fat man couldn't help but feel a sad emotion in his heart, it seems that Yagrolk is really old! What a hero he was at the beginning, but now he has fallen into such a situation that he does not dare to face reality, and several powerful kings of the Ikadwiva continent seem to have not ended well

King Vecchia was burned to death in his palace by the Stinian rebels, King Ryrdian died of paralysis from a stroke, the Khan of the Eastern and Western Kugit people were all killed in battle, and the Sultan of Salander was killed by his own son in the dormitory.

Seeing the fat man's somewhat trance-like expression, Salon thought that his strategy had a loophole, and hurriedly said cautiously, "Your Majesty, under the condition of sufficient preparation, as long as all the armies on the border move and contain the other border guards of the Nords, I can reach 4:1 of the strength advantage at a certain node."

"The armies on the border, do you mean the legions of Varisian and Croissat!" the fat man was stunned for a moment, and then asked Salonn with a stern face, "If you are given full command of it, how sure are you of storming Fort Tichberg?"

"I'm fifty-one percent sure!" said Salon through gritted his teeth, and said boldly, he thought that the fat man would scold him, and fifty-one percent of the battle would be fought, which was just a little more than half the chance of victory and half defeat, and it was simply an irresponsible gamble to put the fate of a hundred thousand troops into it for that tiny point

Who knew that the fat man turned his head indifferently and asked curiously, "Why is it fifty-one percent, not fifty percent, and how did that point come about?"

"My subordinates spent a lot of money to buy a Nord officer, although he is only a squadron leader, but he is the person in charge of guarding the gate of Fort Tichberg!" Salon explained with a hesitant face, "If you have his help, as long as you open the gate of Fort Tichberg, our army will drive straight in!"

"Is it reliable?" the fat man's face flickered, as if he was thinking

"Absolutely reliable!" Salon smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "That guy is a gambler, he lost his wife and son in order to gamble, and his subordinates sent someone to redeem his wife and son, and promised to give him a reward of 10,000 gold coins, and now that guy doesn't even have a way out, because his wife and son are also in our hands!"

"Well, for the sake of your 100th percent, I've decided to gamble!" the fat man said categorically with a sharp gaze on the map

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