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On the sixteenth of February, the dark clouds of war in the south began to hang over the southern part of the Falcon Empire, and Mecca was lost, well, at least so was thought by the Nords, and even the clerk who followed the Nord king, the Marquis de Paulindi, wrote it with great excitement

"This was a great victory for the kingdom, the most painful defeat for the evil Falcon dynasty, in this duel, the so-called undefeated Falcon army, in front of the fearless warriors of the kingdom chose to retreat, and the mighty Mecca, known as the southern gate by the Vykians, finally chose to give in in front of the ambition of His Majesty Yagrolc and the invincible army under his command

I saw in the open gate, the wicked monarch of Vecchia Falcon, trembling like a frightened fat hen under the might of my army!

On the 17th of February, the wise Majesty Yagrolk personally gave the order to divide his troops to the south, and if the prediction was correct, three days later, our Nord army would sweep away the southern town of the Falcon Dynasty, and uproot Riwache...... God bless me Nord

This is the end of the record of the Marquis de Baulindi, in which he deliberately omits the fact that the Nords paid a terrible price of more than 40,000 men for the conquest of Mecca, and that the only thing they could boast of was an empty city that had been burned to the ground, without even a grain of grain to be found.

Perhaps the most gratifying of all were the ordinary Nord soldiers in charge of the siege, who had long been tired of the damn meat grinder of Mecca. Here, countless of their companions died, every stone on the city wall was soaked with greasy blood, and every piece of mud emitted a stench of corpses.

They called Mecca, which they hated, "the grave," but they did not know that from Mecca to Živakhar, an even greater tomb awaited them.

The southern army is good at defending, this sentence is not just an empty word, because the terrain is backed by mountains and seas, most southerners are not good at riding horses, but they are extremely good at using mountains to fight.

At five o'clock in the morning of February 17, the base camp of the Southern Army

It was the deepest darkness before dawn, the sky was faintly red, the city was shrouded in a faint mist, and the streets were deserted, only the guarded city guards patrolled.

"Stomping" a sound of neat footsteps broke the silence of the early morning,

A procession of black-clad infantry marched through the streets of the city, their boots treading on the bluestone pavement, and a loud knock echoed through the empty streets. When passing by a small building with lights on in the civic center, the officer leading the team stopped, looked at the lighted window of the small building, and showed respect in his eyes.

As the head of logistics in the Southern Army, he had to coordinate a large number of material transfers every day, especially after Governor Statunko went to Salander to preside over affairs, the operation of the entire Southern Military Organization was almost on him

"Come in!"

Boans, who had a little gray sideburns, shouted without raising his head, knowing that the only person who knocked on his door at this time was the adjutant who was familiar with his routine

He is actually not as old as he seems, his age is only 36 years old, because he beat a big nobleman when he was young, and he was locked up in a black prison for 5 years without food and nutrition

Before he was imprisoned, he was a businessman, because he was flexible and sophisticated, good at dealing with various complex forms, and often able to put forward surprising views on the situation, so he was entrusted by Statunko to be reused, and many of the development plans of the Southern Army were from his hands, so he was called "the brain of the Southern Army" by the generals of the Southern Army...,

"Lord Boans, this is an urgent letter from the Ministry of Military Affairs that I just received!" An adjutant came in from outside with a cautious expression, few people knew that at five o'clock in the morning, the most tiring moment, Boans was still working, unpacking the urgent item in his hand, Boans's eyebrows were more and more tightly twisted together,

"What's wrong with my lord?" the adjutant was a little overwhelmed, although he was a Southern Army, he had never really participated in the war,

"Mecca is lost!" Boans said with a solemn expression, "The decree of His Majesty transmitted by the Ministry of War, Tyre's army has withdrawn to Dyrens to set up defenses, the Nords will march south on the same day, and we will bear the brunt of the attack on Dyrens and Dyrens, in order to relieve the pressure on Dyrens, Tilva must take advantage of the terrain to prevent the Nord army from attacking Dyrens from the flank!"

"What can I do about this, the main force led by Master Statunko is still in Salander, even if it is called back immediately, it will be too late!"

The adjutant's face looked flustered, as Boans's adjutant, of course he knew that Riwache was the base camp of the Southern Army, in fact, there were only less than 20,000 troops, and I heard that the Nord army that attacked Mecca this time was full of 100,000 people, and the disparity in military strength was so great that people didn't even have the idea of resisting!

"This is a death order issued by His Majesty Xià personally, we have no choice!" Boans looked at the falcon coat of arms on the urgent item, Yan Sù's face was solemn, 20,000 against 100,000, this battle is really enough!

"Immediately bring in the secrets of Monoku and Aitbertan!" After thinking for a while, Boans turned to the adjutant behind him and instructed, "Remember, no matter who asks, you insist that it is a matter of coordinating the transfer of materials, otherwise once the news spreads, the Riwa Chariot may be in chaos before the battle!"

"Yes, my subordinates understand" The adjutant nodded hurriedly and hurried away, and soon, several generals of the Southern Army who got up overnight hurried over

"Boans, what are you doing, the transfer of materials in the middle of the night in the third watch is still making people unable to live!" Before he entered the door, Meng Ouku, who had the loudest voice, had already shouted, he was a fellow countryman of Boans, and he had the best relationship with Boans on weekdays, so naturally he dared to say anything,

The other generals were much more cautious, and they all gave a military salute to Boans, who, though only a civilian, had the trust of the Governor and would sell some face to anyone

"Lord Boans, what the hell is the matter with you coming to us in such a hurry!" The last strong man to walk in was Etbertan, the defense officer of the Riwa Cheze

Seeing that the people had arrived, Boans first gestured to the adjutant, and the adjutant closed the door from the outside with great interest, which made several generals of the Southern Army who rushed to feel a little uneasy.

"Is there something going on in Mecca? I heard that there is a lot of fighting there, and tens of thousands of people are dying every day."

Aitbertan asked a little nervously, and several generals also looked at Boans very eagerly, and the air was full of solemnity,

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