**In the dark night full of red firelight, in the hall of the Nord army headquarters, the Nord prince Yagrolida, also wearing a thin dress, paced back and forth with a solemn expression,

"Has the Marquis of Borali returned?"

Agrolida raised her head, her eyes anxiously looked at the red rolling in the sky in the distance, and asked the guards outside the door for the third time, I don't know why, he always felt a sense of foreboding, although the Marquis of Borali was sent, but with the cautious character of this Nord prince, it was obvious that he would not be at ease until he got a definite answer,

"There's no new news yet, Your Highness, but my subordinates have already sent someone to look for it!"

The leader of the Praetorian Guard replied with a nervous expression, and from His Highness's increasingly irritable tone, he could hear the anger surging, like a volcano that could erupt at any time, and the slightest mistake would provoke a fire

"It's almost dawn, and I can't even run back for such a stretch!" What the hell is Bolari doing!" Yaglorida sat down with a gloomy face, and raised her eyes from time to time, looking at the world outside the window that had faintly appeared white,

"Your Highness, Your Highness is not good...... Third Legion......!"

A Nord guard in black heavy armor ran from the corridor outside the hall, his flustered face was like seeing a ghost, and when he was still crossing the threshold, he fell heavily, his jaw was broken, blood was pouring in, and the whole looked wolf.

"Starley, what the hell happened? Didn't you go with Marquis Borali?

The leader of the Praetorian Guard, who was waiting at the door, was also startled by the bloody appearance of the Praetorian Guard, his face changed, and he hurriedly ran up to help the Janissary with a bloody face, who was one of the people who went with the Marquis of Borali,

"Tell me, what's wrong with the Third Legion?"

Crown Prince Agrorida came out of the hall with a nervous expression, and the shouts of the guards just now made the ominous premonition in his heart stronger and stronger, and his anxious shouts also made the guard with a bloody face shiver unconsciously.

"The Third Legion has mutinied, Your Highness, Marquis Borali has been killed by the rebels!" the Praetorian Guard threw himself on his knees

"How can this be? What the hell is going on!" Crown Prince Agrolida's body trembled, although the Third Army is only a local legion, it has a full strength of 30,000 people, and it has been stationed in the Anruod Line all year round, and it is clear about the terrain and the loopholes of the Anrod Line, and the mutiny at this moment is tantamount to a stab in the Anrod Line, if it takes refuge in the Falcon Army on the opposite side, it will definitely pose an immeasurable threat to the so-called impregnable Anrod Line! His subordinates rushed to the Third Army with the Marquis of Borali, and on the way they met Commander Juansdev, who had also rushed back to the Third Army," replied the Janissary on his knees, and in his own bellows-like hoarse voice

The two adults quarreled for some reason, and then the Marquis of Borali drew his sword, and said loudly that it was in accordance with His Highness's order, and declared the commander of the Legion of Juansdev to be a rebel, at that time, there were thirty of us, and there were only five of them, and the traitor Juansdev, although he was brave, was also cut in the arm by us in the chaotic battle, and he was about to be captured alive.

At this time, a patrol of hundreds of people from the Third Army arrived, and although we were the two of them, the disparity in numbers was too great, and the Marquis of Borali was killed on the spot by the rebels, and the other brothers were also scattered, and only when I saw that the situation was not good, I was able to rush back alive to report to His Highness!"

"What kind of mess is this! The 40,000-strong Third Army mutinied because of this?" said Crown Prince Agrolida, frowning and confused,...,

He knew that the relationship between Borali and the Third Army and the Fifth Army was not good, and these two local armies were both Joande's native armies, and they were not too involved in Kyoto, so the two army commanders representing the local forces did not care about Bolali, a nobleman in Kyoto.

It was precisely with this in mind that he transferred the Third Army and the Fifth Army, which had a discordant relationship with Bolali, out of the base camp, but he didn't expect that the grudge between the two sides would be so great that they would even start to act when they met

"Are you sure it was Bolali who made the first move?" asked Aglolida with some uncertainty, he didn't believe that Bolali would be so unskilled,

Bo Ra Li is a typical Kyoto gentleman, proficient in eating, drinking and having fun, but if it comes to martial arts, it is too far from the perennial stationed outside Ruo Ansdev, one is a fierce general with heavy troops, and the other is a nouveau riche in Kyoto who has no achievements.

On the territory of the Third Army, he killed a regiment commander who oversaw one side of the war, and in Nord, which established the country by force, no matter how deep his background was, he could not escape the heavy punishment of death.

"Your Highness, your subordinates may know what's going on!"

Feeling that last night's events could no longer be hidden, the leader of the Praetorian Guard next to him couldn't help but say with an embarrassed face, "Last night, Lord Joansdev of the Third Army once came here to ask to meet His Highness, but was driven away by Lord Borali on the grounds that he could not disturb His Highness's rest, and his subordinates guessed that this might be the reason, and the two fought, and then ......

The voice of the leader of the Praetorian Guard stopped talking,

Yaglorida snorted with a cold expression, "You mean to say that the Borali Communiqué has a personal vendetta, and under the pretense of my order, he wants to put Nysdev to death, but he was killed by the Third Army, right?"

"The subordinates are just guessing!" the leader of the Praetorian Guard shrank his head in fright, and replied in a flustered tone,

Yagrolida waved her hand at him with a gloomy face, "When are you still hiding it like this, tell me, what kind of urgent matter did Agrolida want to see me last night?"

"My subordinates heard that it was about the Fifth Army," the leader of the Praetorian Guard replied in a trembling tone as if he had been granted amnesty, "Last night, Lord Juansdev said that the Fifth Army garrison was attacked by the Falcon Army, and hoped to be able to meet His Highness immediately and apply to be a reinforcement to the Fifth Army,

Because it was already late at night, and the Third Army was not among the personnel specially instructed by His Highness, so his subordinates could only let him come back at dawn according to the custom, but he didn't expect Lord Juansdev to be furious on the spot, pushed away the guards and forcibly broke in, it was Lord Borali who stepped forward in time to stop him, and after some arguments, Lord Juansdev left angrily!"

"Bolali, you bastard who delayed the military plane, you are innocent of death!" After listening to the words of the leader of the Praetorian Guard, Yagrolida was almost angry, his already thin body was a little shaky, and his pale face was as white as paper at the moment,

Before the war started, he lost 50,000 troops in one night, how not to make him want to vomit blood