vs 17 Battles in the fog

The standoff continued, and the retreat of the barbarians did not affect the plans of the besieging coalition forces to attack the Modan bunker.

And there is still one last night left before the time of the offensive ...

In the white snowflakes of Crane City, both the occupied areas of the Duchy of Rigrock and the occupied areas of the Twak Territory were covered in huge fires, and the patrols of the brigade carried windproof lamps and tirelessly patrolled the dark corners where accidents might occur.

In the temporary command post of the Twak Front,

Sir Claire's analysis of the change of thrones within the Kingdom of Baru made everyone in the command post look solemn as if they were facing a great enemy, and Andy Barrett was even more blunt about whether to join the trade common circle of the Kingdom of Krully after a long silence.

These words, which seemed to be a joke but were not a joke, made the solemnity on the faces of the elites led by Twak couldn't help but increase a little more.

After a brief pause, Caseffel Barker whispered, "The Common Trade Circle created by Pedy Reagan is aimed at the Kingdom of Krulria's ocean-going trade, and the orcs play a pivotal role in this... With the current situation, I don't want the orcs to let us join. ”

"We have a treaty of cooperation with the Kingdom of Clearria, and I don't think Pedy Reagan will refuse us. Banda Hibbert frowned, with a very thick question on his face, but he himself didn't seem to know what his question was, and the whole person seemed very entangled.

"Pedy Reagan won't let us join. "Because we can't bring them any benefit, but rather divide up a part of their vested interests in the alliance." He shrugged helplessly, "Unless we promise to lower the customs duties on the caravans of the Kingdom of Kruria, and open the borders for goblins and Kru to compete with our merchants in the Twak realm." ”

Hearing this, Andy Barrett subconsciously glanced at his chief advisor. As the ruler of the Twak Domain, Andy was well aware that Sir Clare's seemingly negative statement was actually trying to persuade himself to agree to such conditions.

Andy didn't want to do that, though, because... The king of the Kingdom of Crulia is Pedi Reagan!

"Let's talk about the upcoming fight. Andy Barrett shifted the subject, "The army of the Kingdom of Balu has left, but... Perhaps it left us with a wealth of supplies, enough to simply equip the peasant soldiers of Trofel. ”

"Paddy Reagan doesn't seem to want us to do anything to Crane City. Casey Fair-Buck subconsciously reminded and brought the topic back to the track just now: "Nearly half of our current huge army is dependent on the support of the Reagan family, if..."

"Shut up!" Banda Hibbert was grumpy at first, "It makes me feel like a puppet of control in Pedy Reagan's hands, and it makes me sick. ”

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang Chang Chang"

The wooden table next to the map shattered into slag, and Andy Barrett was full of holy power, and he coldly inspected the whole field, "The Warhorses of the Barrett family must be neighing over Crane City!"

"I'm very sorry, my lord. ”

"Please forgive my faux pas, Your Highness. ”

"Now that you've made up your mind. Sir Claire looked at Andy Barrett and knew that the other party would not take his advice, so he decisively changed his course, "I suggest that the time of the attack be brought forward...", he walked to the window and pushed it open, revealing the snowflakes falling in the endless darkness outside, "Now is undoubtedly the best time to attack, and I am sure that the Grand Duke of Trofil will not be able to wait." ”

...

The night in December was cold and silent, especially at two o'clock in the morning, when the cold wind of dense fog and dense snow blew like a knife.

Under the dark night sky of the Modan Bunker, surrounded by thick fog, a group of scattered troops in cotton clothes and hoods, stepping on military shoes wrapped in hay, were slowly approaching the towering walls of the bunker.

Their movements are not intended to be the advance of the army, but rather to be a cautious reconnaissance before a thief commits a theft.

Slowly, the army advanced to the farthest firing distance of the Elven Ranger Magic Bow and Arrow, which was marked five hundred meters away from the bunker.

There was no attack, and the troops stayed for less than two minutes and then continued to advance ...

400 meters, still safe,

Three hundred meters, there is no movement in the bunker,

Two hundred meters, the advancing army became much bolder, and the pace began to speed up.

One hundred meters, the military formation began to charge!

Fifty meters, the ladder is slowly being straightened... The lights on the bunker walls began to become clearer, and the figures shaking next to the lights were faintly reflected.

The "whoosh" arrow pierced the air, pierced through the obstruction of the dense fog and the blockade of the snow, and pierced the cotton clothes of the human soldiers... The steaming blood was thrown on the snow-white earth, and it quickly melted and froze the cold snowflakes around it.

"Watch your shield!"

"Charge!"

"Ladder!

Arrows shattered the silence above the bunker, and bugles, commands, screams, and the characteristic cries and roars of the recruits followed. Soon, huge peasant troops stormed into the frozen moat, and rows of ladders began to be erected, approaching the edge of the city walls at great speed...

"Whew... Whe..."

Suddenly, a strange and unpleasant sound that tickled the eardrums sounded in the ears of the soldiers. It's a strange sound, it's small, but it can penetrate the countless cacophony of voices under the walls!

When the experienced officers heard this voice, their faces changed drastically, and they immediately shouted at the top of their voices with all their might: "It's magic, pay attention to dodge!"

As the words landed, a cold light that was very conspicuous in the darkness flickered and disappeared like a summer meteor across the sky, and then it was replaced by a bright red color like a pool of hellish blood!

However, I saw that on the ice surface of the moat in the dense fog, dense ice spikes appeared as if out of thin air, so that the nearly 2,000 human soldiers who were at the forefront of the charge were almost all dismembered in the blink of an eye!

The cold light that was obviously gloomy just now was the dazzling light of the ice thorns, and after a brief flash, it all turned a bewitching red.

But the scene of hell on earth was briefly revealed, and then it was covered in fog and night. The officers in the human army formation on the other side of the moat still shouted again, "Forward, keep going!"

The bloody battle continues...

In the midst of blood and shouts, time passed at an extremely slow pace,

For the soldiers in the bloody battle, this bloody battle is their life.

Finally, they waited for the end of this sound, and the endless darkness in the sky was slowly being dispelled due to the loss of time, and this seemingly endless bloody battle ushered in the dawn.

At some point, the strong smell of blood overpowered the earthy smell of ice and snowflakes and covered the entire city of Crane. Outside the bunker, the frozen blood-colored ice particles were driven by the cold wind, turning the surroundings into a blood-red patch.

Eight o'clock in the morning,

The large main army of Trofil Cliff and Andy Barrett had already assembled outside the Modan bunker, waiting for the scouts to bring the military report ahead, ready to charge at any time.

In the past six hours, the battle under the walls of the Modan bunker has been like a meat grinder, with more than 10,000 peasant soldiers gathered by Trofil losing more than 8,000 men!

This is a rather terrible casualty figure ... You must know that during the two-year civil war in the Grand Duchy of Rigrock, the total number of casualties on both sides was less than 30,000.

Nine a.m.,

The fog turned to mist, and the gentle rays of the sun fell back to the ground through the thick winter clouds.

"Buzz"

The short and fierce sound of the horn sounded,

This is the signal to attack!

At the sound of the trumpet, the huge main force of the besieging coalition began to move forward...

Twenty minutes later, the warriors stepped on the corpses of the Rozawa brothers and advanced under the walls of the Mortan bunker.

At this moment, under the nearly two-kilometer city wall and above the moat, there were piles of corpses frozen into icicles.

Two different forms of emotion, fear and anger, spread in the hearts of the soldiers besieging the coalition forces, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the mist-soaked battle flags in the fog, waiting for the final order.

The herald of the supreme command post rode back and forth on the left and right of the moving military formation, conveying military orders.

Finally... The order flag began to swing in the more intense sound of the horn, in the expectant and fearful eyes of the soldiers!

And it just so happened that at this time, the gates of the Modan bunker were pushed open...

A huge white flag waved back and forth behind the pile of corpses at the gates, and at the same time, the words shouted in the lingua franca of the empire came from inside the bunker: "We are willing to surrender, and our general wants to talk to your commander." ”

"Die!"

"Let's kill it!"

"Kill it!"

The human soldiers were not doing it at this time, because they were standing on the corpses of their robes.

But the front-line commander didn't take matters into his own hands, and he asked the battlefield scouts to report the situation to Trofil and Andy as quickly as possible.

...

December, the last month of the year, is here again.

The battle for the unification of Shikan-Silveraxe is at its most critical time, the Twak Lords, the Duchy of Rigrock, and the Elves are fighting for the city of Suk, the dwarves are busy building their country, the Togolcans of the wild mountains are preparing for the new king's journey to the Kingdom of Kruria, the werewolves and dark elves of the Kingdom of Misha are enjoying a happy life after the war, and the merchants of the Grand Duchy of Suluk continue to plan their plans on the plains of Suk.

In Crewe City, the capital of the Kingdom of Kruria, the citizens are preparing for the upcoming New Year as in previous years. However, this year is a little different for the Kawal Forts, as it is the first New Year after the establishment of their kingdom.

This year's New Year's bonfire party was not only attended by representatives of the country's aristocrats and citizens. As a new and powerful nation, Pedi, on the advice of his cabinet, invited the Mage Tower, the Orcs, the Goblins, the Togols, and the Werewolves of the Kingdom of Misha, the kingdom's new trading partner.

So, Fort Kawal was in a state of hectic going into December... For example, the renovation and renovation of the castle, the decoration of banquets and the performance of knights need to be planned in advance.

But Pedy, the ruler of the kingdom, was in no mood to pay attention to everything in the castle, because his father, Nick Reagan, left this world on the last day of November.

The Crewe did not have a solemn funeral because they felt that a funeral that was too lavish would be rejected by the goddess and would not be able to enter the kingdom of God, and would become wandering souls.

And the old Duke Nick didn't like to let his death be known to the whole continent, which only increased the ridicule of others.

Pedi entrusted the affairs of the kingdom to his wife, Eileen Field, and personally prayed and baptized his father on his journey.

The prayer lasted three days and three nights, after which, according to Reagan tradition, Pedi buried his father on the Moonrest Mountains next to Crewe.

After that, Pedi fell into a deep sleep for thirty hours.

On December 4th, a rare sunny noon in winter... Pedi wakes up from his slumber.

"Goddess above, you have finally woken up. A familiar voice rang in Pedi's ears, and then he heard the voice again: "Let the kitchen prepare some malt porridge." ”

The line of sight in front of him slowly cleared, and a beautiful and delicate face appeared in the sight, like a tide of memories because of this beautiful face began to appear in Pedy's mind.

"This is my bedroom?" Peedy's head was a little foggy.

"Yes, this is our bedroom. Erin Phier held her husband's cheek, "You fell asleep because of the excessive use of mental energy. When the two looked at each other, she asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"It doesn't feel good. Pedi may not be used to being held in the face by his wife, so he turned his neck and grabbed his wife's hand and said, "I'm hungry, hungry enough to eat a cow." ”

"Add in the last day of prayer for your father, and you haven't eaten in two days. Erin Phil looked into Pedy's crimson eyes, "Are you really okay?" I mean, the Mage Tower often has mages who fall into a deep sleep due to being addicted to an experiment, and according to these people's recollections, they will encounter certain accidents in such a deep sleep, such as... Their minds come into contact with certain indescribable beings. ”

"I don't want to talk right now. Pedy's head was heavy, and he leaned against the head of the bed staring at the ceiling, "I feel powerless." ”

"Alright," Erin Fil blinked her sparkling blue eyes, "we'll talk about that when you're done eating." ”

Pedi shrugged helplessly, glanced at the calendar on the bedside table next to him, and got out of bed.

With plenty of sunlight on the sectional sofa near the window, Pedi walked over and lay down on one of the sofas,

Very comfortable,

The feeling of the sun shining on your body is completely different from the feeling of a fireplace in a house.

Seeing her husband's movements, Eileen Phil turned around and picked up the kettle and cup on the bedtable and followed... When the iron tall cup was filled with warm boiled water, Pedi couldn't wait to pick it up and tilt his head to drink, and when he was done, he gave a "burp".

Then, the husband and wife sat quietly on the sofa and soaked up the winter sun.

Twenty minutes later, a bowl of steaming malt porridge came up in the back kitchen of Xiaolou... With Erin Fielder's help, the piping hot malt porridge reached Pedi's mouth in the same amount of warm water as it had been.

After five bowls of porridge in a row, Pei Di finally regained some energy, but he still lay on the sofa and was unwilling to straighten up, he squinted at the sun hanging high in the afternoon, and whispered: "The gentle rays of the sun in winter seem to have some kind of magic... It was as if I wanted to go back to sleep. ”

"Then you'll have to answer my first question before you go to sleep. Erin Phill propped herself up and moved to the couch where Pedi was lying and gently picked up his head and let him rest on her legs.

Pedi took a deep breath of comfort, "I believe there are many ways for you to drain your mental power and fall into a deep sleep, or directly use some kind of magic to put yourself into a deep sleep. ”

"I don't have that kind of courage... I shudder involuntarily when I imagine coming into contact with those unknown beings. Erin Phil shook her head, "But I wonder if 'they' exist." ”

"'They' don't exist, at least I don't feel it. Pedi straightened up and kissed his wife on the forehead before continuing, "At first, I heard whispers similar to those of some of the dead, just like the paladins would hear when they prayed. ”

"How so?" said Erin Phier, surprised, "Is it because you're a paladin, or maybe only people who communicate magic can be found by 'them'?"

"Honey, why are you obsessed with this?" said Pedi, frowning.

"Why?" said Eileen.

"Well... I mean...," Peddy explained, "we'll know the answer one day... You know what I mean, because we're all going to die someday. ”

"Of course, but..."

"Grand Duke Patwede once said that we cannot study uncontrolled forces. ”

Erin Phier was stunned again, then furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

Pei Di looked at his wife's current appearance, and as he regained his strength, he suddenly felt some strange fluctuations in the holy power of the surrounding space, and his face changed slightly, and his scarlet eyes instantly turned golden.

The next moment, a milky white holy power surrounded Erin Fei'er in an instant.

"Zizi" A dark cloud of unknown energy seeped out of Erinfield's body as if it had encountered a natural enemy while the holy power surrounded Erin Fei'er, and then it was swallowed up by the holy power and consumed into nothingness.

And at this moment Eileen Fil has fallen into a deep sleep,

It was only then that Pedi noticed that his wife had obvious sleepiness on her face.