Fortress of Boundary Mountain.

Although the garrison inside the fortress has been in a state of preparation after leaving from the "Clarion Fort" floating city, in fact, from the beginning of the war, there has not been any tension in the entire fortress, as if everything is the same as in the past.

Of course, this is not without reason-after all, although the Azores have declared war on the empire, there is still no army that is still within the control of the fortress, nor has it experienced an encounter or siege. .

If it were not for the Knights of the Church, Nazer and the Thousand Cavalrymen, who were completely annihilated, the defenders of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain might have no concept of "the Azores are powerful enemies of the empire".

In addition to this, it is the "blessing" of the Poi Hach cavalry.

What is "slightly different" from the empires of the Empire is that Poe ’s army is mainly nomadic but not nomadic. The brave and warrior hussars are also good hands for grazing and running business; responding to the call of the duke Shi is also a whole nomadic group, and naturally it is impossible to completely ignore family members when going out.

The Granddaughter Granddaughter who was originally born in the Great Boyle Grassland is naturally accustomed to this kind of thing, and is even less likely to intervene-even she is doing this herself, allowing the Jonah tribe to earn the biggest one. pen.

So this brave and warlike but sloppy army of hussars, in addition to the weight, also brought a lot of "leather goods" and "self-brewing" from Poi, and set up a market in the camp outside the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain.

Relying on home-brewed milk wine and a small amount of Byrne's wine, this gang of "sabre warriors" quickly opened the market among the defenders of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain; for a time, the "night watch" mission became the fortress of the Boundary Mountain. A beautiful difference, and this group of soldiers who stayed in the military fortress all the year round, there is nothing to "entertain" the big soldiers. "Consumer power" makes the horseback people in Poi amazing.

With the help of alcohol, a good thing that everyone likes to see and see, the original relationship was not so good. The two sides quickly established a friendship-a large part of the army stationed in the Fortress of Forbidden Mountain, a considerable part of them expeditioned through Boe with Brandon. , Naturally became a "middleman" for both parties.

Three days later, the deputy commander of the fortress accidentally grabbed a legionnaire soldier who ran to the "Patrol" camp in Poi. After clarifying what happened, he was immediately dismissed from office and then ordered to go out in black. Bring your belongings.

It is difficult to tell how effective such severe punishment is, because there are still a lot of white notes found on the soldier-the business of this group of people is so big that it is necessary to keep accounts!

As the deputy commander of the Boundary Mountain Fortress, he certainly could not give orders to the Boi people, he could only "suggest" Grand Duke Salika Jonah to control her army, and not "too much".

Naturally, the result cannot be too good; the maternal granddaughter, who is accustomed to this kind of thing, certainly cannot restrain herself on such trivial matters; and the legionnaire soldiers who got the Boipi goods are not willing to hand over their warmth and comfort. Fur coat.

At this point of the military's slackness, Dresis's anger can be imagined; but in addition to these "insignificant" trivial matters, he really can't find any place in his army that can be blamed.

After all, the legions that can be sent to the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain are absolutely elite. Before the war, this kind of thing was prepared throughout the empire. No army can do better than the "black city wall".

The trenches and traps outside the fortress are "maintained" once a day. The projected weapons in the city walls and the temporary small defensive facilities have been properly established. The amount of firearms, alchemy bombs and other "alchemy weapons" in the fortress are enough to support ten battles.

Armor, weapons, food, medicines ... The ready-made weights have already been prepared to last a year; the daily training of the soldiers is always kept in the best condition, and the patrol work is not stopped all day, any close to the fortress Of the enemies cannot escape the investigation of the Rangers.

The empire is preparing for the battle between Azores and the rulers of the empire with the "specifications" to resist the invasion of monsters.

but why……

Why is the more you prepare yourself, the more you have the fear of "what is lacking" and "forgetting"?

What is it ... What else did you forget and didn't notice?

exactly……

"Are there any couriers returning from the Valley of Blood Skeletons?"

The familiar words interrupted Drexis's thinking. He turned instinctively and bowed to Connor de Salion, who suddenly appeared behind him.

"Not yet, but the first batch of dispatched teams has successfully arrived at their destination!"

The strong command of the deputy commander of the fortress, Bi Gongbi Jing, did not panic when he was suddenly asked.

Connold stood behind the wall of the city wall, silently watching the glacier wasteland in the distance, without saying a word.

"Do you want to send someone to urge?" Dresis tentatively asked: "Duke Byrne has been stationed in the Valley of Blood Skeleton for nearly a week, but no messenger has been sent. This is really ..."

Before he finished talking, he was stopped by Connold raising his hand.

"If Loren Turin thinks he should not be in contact with me now, it proves that he really should not be in contact with me." Connor said in a deep voice:

"He is not Salika Jonah, not Brandon ... This person is very cautious, sometimes even to an excessive degree; he must have reasons for doing things; as his emperor, I trust his judgment."

Dracis bowed his head, daring not to say much.

"But what you said makes sense. Send a messenger to ask." Connold suddenly said abruptly: "Don't use the name of asking-notifying him that the civil war in East Sackland will end soon. Brandon will soon be recruited to lead the local army of East Sackland into the battle. "

After a little thought, Dresis understood the meaning of this "notification"; to inform the opponent of the next combat step is to obscure the opponent to report on the extent of the current battle.

"Can he understand?"

"He will understand."

Connor has no doubt about it.

Without any delay, Dresis immediately sent a guard to summon the messenger and ordered him to take His Majesty's message to the Valley of Blood Skeleton-even if he really did not understand why Connor trusted such a sorcerer and his Highness with Brandon "Collusive" characters.

"Although there was no new news from Duke Loren, our rangers found the enemy's march on the west side of the mountain."

After arranging the messenger, Dresis continued to say in a deep voice: "Now it is basically certain that the main army of the Azores is still west of the broken mountain, and only a small stock of elite and very It may have retreated long ago. "

"According to their current speed, as soon as five days after tomorrow at the latest, the enemy will arrive at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain and begin the siege." Dresis looked at Connor:

"Judging from our past experience and the known methods of enemy siege, the only option for the enemy to capture the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain is a fierce attack at no cost; but we are fully prepared and will never give them this Opportunity!"

"According to the conclusion of the Battle of Ebden, the enemy had little to counter the cavalry raid, so Grand Duke Salika Jonah organized an elite cavalry to attack the flanks of the siege when necessary; If you can take advantage of the opportunity to attack and destroy the enemy ’s armies, you can ... "

"Past experience?"

Connold interrupted him abruptly.

"Your Majesty ..." The deputy commander of the fortress just wanted to say something, and Connor had turned his head to look at him.

"Dresis, I ask you." Connold said indiscriminately: "If I give you a 40,000-strong legion to attack from the north of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain and seize the fortress ... what would you do?"

"I ..." Dresis frowned slightly, not understanding what the emperor asked him for: "I will use a small number of troops to test the fortifications and strength of the fortress, and then organize as many attacks as possible in the shortest time, gradually Break through the defense of the fortress. "

Connold continued: "In other words, when the fortress is captured, your army has already lost its fighting power, right?"

Dresis nodded, but he did not deny it at all, and he didn't feel any shame at all.

No, he even felt a little proud—because this was the northern gate of the empire, and the copper walls and iron walls he had built for many years were absolutely solid. Any enemy who wanted to attack here must do a good job. It may end in a fiasco.

"So ... the enemy should know this very well, so they will never attack us in this way." Connor gave him an expressionless expression:

"Past experience, battles, and even intelligence that we already know when facing this army, maybe ... not as meaningful as we think."

"In other words, it's like we won't fight as they thought; the Azore elves will never attack the Fortress of Fortress of the Boundary Mountain in the same way as we did."

"Yes ..." sinking his head, Dracis whispered bitterly.

"Do n’t get me wrong, Dresis, I do n’t mean to blame you." Connor shook his head: "We do n’t even know what they look like, what tactics and features they have before actually fighting the enemy, We all know nothing about weaknesses. "

"So, we will be afraid; after all, for the existence of a completely unknown person, anyone-including me-will be afraid. This is normal and reasonable, because without fear there will be no courage."

"But we can't be controlled by fear, and we can't be at a loss to know what to do. That's the real danger." Connor stared at Dresis, his head bowed and ashamed:

"If Salika Jonah fears, I will have to lose a good cavalry commander, but it's all right, because I have such people;"

"If Loren Turin is scared, I know I can let the vowed knights replace him, and lead the fortress' army to go north to guard the Valley of Blood Skeleton, which is nothing;"

"If all my generals are frightened in front of the elves, it doesn't matter-I just let them fear me over fear of the elves;"

"If I also feel fear ... I know that there is Dress Ernst, whom I trust the most, and can take command and replace me when it matters."

"So ... Dresis." Connor sighed and patted his shoulder:

"If you are also terrified of panic ... what should I do? What can you expect from the rich experience of whom, with the fear of an unknown battle, will the plan go on?"

"His Majesty--!!!!"

Without hesitation, Dresis knelt on one knee with a "bang".

As the de facto power-holder and imperial nobleman for many years, he has not heard of the flattery and the "admiration" from the royal family-as an imperial nobleman, he has long been immune to these.

But when this praise came out of Connold's mouth, the meaning was completely different; he understood that the emperor was purely out of the recognition of his years of service, and the trust and affirmation of his ability.

Connor shook his head helplessly.

Whenever things change, it will make him lament the wise wisdom of his father Eckhart II-at that time, he defeated the monster and invaded the fashionable and young father under the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, leaving his most trusted Dresis. It was the most wise decision to gradually support him as a commander of the fortress instead of bringing him back to the Imperial Capital as a confidant in the Fortress of Jiejie Mountain.

Because this general is too simple, almost all his likes and dislikes are written on his face; of course, if it is just that, the superior is qualified not to consider the feelings of the following people; but Dresis is also an extremely Guys who are easily influenced by the words of others.

With only a few words of his own, he can immediately recover his sensibilities from his nervousness and recover his calm and decisive mainstay; from this point of view, he is no different from the ordinary soldiers under his command.

But for this reason, strict commanders like him can be trusted by the soldiers-because they all know that "General General" is an elder who is no different from himself and will never pit himself.

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And all are willing.

"Woo ———————— !!!!!!”

Along with the horn resounding throughout the fortress, one beacon after another was lit, illuminating the dim Boundary Mountain.

"It's the sentinel tower in the west direction-Azores, they're here!" Dresis stared in amazement in the direction the horn sounded:

"But ... they should be at least one day away ..."

"If the war is predictable and predictable, we don't have to work so hard to build such a solid fortress, Dresis."

Withdrawing his gaze coldly, Connold pressed his shoulders firmly: "Get ready to fight, my general."

"The war has begun!"