"Guru!" A bite of cold spirits turned into a sweet and hot heat down the throat in the mouth of the fat man.

The fat man stretched his limbs, and his whole body wanted to let out a long roar, and put the wine bag in his hand with a wooden stopper.

It is a kind of enjoyment to be able to drink spirits from the northern Kugit in dry and cold Normandy. This is the third day of the siege of the army. For fat people, this time is a rare and pleasant time.

The three-way army besieged the expeditionary army. The expeditionary army of 60,000 people either died or fled, and there were countless casualties. There is no suspense in Kyoto. The fat man’s combat strength with Hu Keqili zhōngyāng army is enough to quell the Kyoto expeditionary force. The latest Insider information showed that Enleit was really scared by the zhōngyāng army cavalry who was suddenly killed. It is said that he almost hung up in the first raid,

The only thing that needs to be considered now is the Stashuier Regiment in Truborg, which is the most powerful of the expeditionary forces. Now, based on favorable terrain, it is in a posture of fighting desperately..

Although the troops of Caesar Sauron and Sauron were enough to conquer this place, they would certainly pay a lot of casualties. The battle to conquer Normandy was nearing its end. The battle of 100,000 troops fought off-site, and the battle was conquered for thousands of miles. If it is not necessary, the fat man does not want to see more Imperial soldiers in the sweeping phase of the battle, but they die in the miserable state of the foreign land, "Your Majesty, Caesar Sauron and Lord Salon have arrived!" According to the report, the light of the setting sun of the golden sun came in from the gap between the military tent curtains, revealing a slight warmth, and the cloud layer in the distance was like a sea wave, pushed away by a pair of invisible giant palm layers, and the sunset fell. A spectacular golden line is outlined on the mountain. If it is a peaceful age, such a scene is enough to intoxicate a traveler.

But now that the war is in chaos, such a magnificent and magnificent scene, for the lord of the empire, only to make the fat man's footsteps pause a little, he did not hesitate to take the calm door,

Caesar Sauron and Saron had already waited outside with a dozen or so subordinates, "How did Truborg react?"

The fat man came out of the tent, and a trace of warmth remained in his eyes, and was quickly replaced by the coldness that an imperial overlord should have.

He tilted his head to the nearby Caesar Sauron. Looking at Truborg reflected in the sunset in the distance, the corner of his mouth smiled. "Today is the third day, more than 3,000 captives have hung up more than 200 people. If the other party has not moved, I I must admire this Stashuier. His firmness has exceeded the scope of cold blood, and it is very rare to be able to control the troops under his command to such a degree."" That is not rare! Ignore the life of the soldier and die. Not saving, this is not the behavior of a general! Caesar Sauron, who is called the "last knight". Sure enough, there was a lot of honesty in his mouth. He followed behind the fat man, and said, "In these three days. A large number of starvation and hunger and uncontrollable syncope began to appear in the prisoners. Starting this afternoon, The other party finally couldn't bear it, and threw the rope from the city's head. Trying to hang some people up with the rope, but all of them were killed by our ambush well, and now they have given up their efforts. It should be. I want to wait for some action until dark! ""Oh, now I only think of hanging people with a rope, the other party's reaction is really slow!" Hearing Caesar Sauron's report, the fat man sneered and sneered. With a slight cold look at Truborg in the distance,

"Is everything ready?"

The fat man's voice stopped, turned from the front, his eyes were like lightning, and a whistling wind blew his short black hair that was different from ordinary people,

Caesar Sauron's pupils next to him shrank unconsciously, took a deep breath subconsciously, and felt cold all over.

"Your Majesty's style is really...too tasteful"

Those who can think of this, apart from the like-minded metamorphosis of Saron, it is estimated that there is no one else.

At night, the dark black armored chest armor floats on the chest, carved with a thorn flower with a war sword, and the shoulders of the armor are covered with sharp corners,

The whole person stood there, and there was a strong murderous force all over the body, just like a demon god, overlooking the mortal beings below, the faint pressure, it seems that even where it walks, there will be a whirlwind

This is the new shape of the fat man. The typical face project. The armor made of black steel is full of violent intuitiveness. The weight reaches 80 pounds. It is difficult for ordinary people to wear it on their feet.

If it is not necessary, fat people generally do not wear this thing. Taking advantage of this rare leisure, the fat man personally met with a special envoy from Dunkier and held talks on the signing of the alliance treaty between the two parties.

Before the meeting, the fat man hoped that his shape would give the other party intuitively, and the first thing he thought of was monstrous evil,

It's the kind of super tyrant who can order millions of people without hesitation. The best result is to let the other party give up any fluke and determine from his heart that he is a brutal guy

Only such a person is a person who can let the other person meet and feel absolutely afraid to offend.

It was a prestigious veteran of the Duchy of Dunkil who was here to negotiate, the current uncle of the Duke of Dunkier, Marquis Aiwenlier,

This is an old aristocrat wearing a black dress, clean hair and egg comb cage, and wearing a pair of small gold glasses,

It can be seen that the Principality of Dunkier sent such an old-fashioned person who typically likes to care about it, and it must inevitably be very careful.

Unfortunately, the first time the old nobleman met, he was shocked by the violent shape of the super rogue, the fat man,

Is this still normal? The old aristocrat lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose subconsciously with his hands, and looked at the fat guy who claimed to be His Majesty the Falcon in front of him for five minutes before trembling and daring to speak.

In his eyes, this guy dressed like a huge hedgehog in front of him is simply a brutal butcher with a violent value, killing nothing, really no sense of guilt. As for the harm to other countries, it is estimated that he is also very good at it. of,

Such a person can say that the infamous expeditionary army entered Dunkirk, and the destruction of the massacre is not surprising.

With this armor and the consistent pit abduction, the fat man was stunned in this negotiation that covered each other's cards. From the mouth of this jīng cautious old aristocratic tiger, he fiercely knocked out 1.5 million of the alliance contract money. ,

So that when the old aristocrat left, the grieving look was like a little widow who was turned by a mob,

"130 trebuchets and 40 ballistas, as well as three siege veteran reloaded squadrons! There are also ten squadrons with a flat-line offensive to cover the "Caesar Sauron **** proudly in front of the fat one by one Responded, "As long as the people we mixed in with, according to the plan, can open the gates of Trüborg tomorrow night, I have full confidence that if only one offensive is launched, I will attack the city in one fell swoop!" "The bait has been released , Anglers need to be more patient than fish"

The fat man nodded his head, he knew that the other person's cunning fish finally couldn't help but bite the bait,

The core of the whole plan is deception. Whether the captives caused the illusion of the fall of Kyoto to the other party or the release of the captives later, only a handful of legion-level generals will know that such a big battle has been committed.

Just to cover the jīng sharp transferred from Nilai among the thousands of expeditionary captives,

These people are also true Salanders, but they are all aristocrats who fled from northern Salander to Vecchia. A third of them are similar to emperor officials like Bai Dan, who are Qingyi. Teijin,

In their hearts, the loyalty to the empire is much higher than the loyalty to these southern Salanders, these Salanders are all masters of melee fighting,

Half of them were born in the orthodox Mamunuk. The long-term training martial arts combined with the fierceness tempered on the battlefield of iron-blooded battles. At close range, they suddenly burst out with fierce fighting power, no less than the same number of knights. ,

Because they are also Salander, they are very unlikely to be exposed and discovered,

And especially for the Kyoto Expeditionary Force, it was originally a mixture of the Northern Allied Forces and the Expeditionary Forces. A few northerners are not uncommon. The goal of the Northern Salanders mixed in is very clear. door,

"All you have to do now is to wait! Let the expeditionary troops carry the dangerous bait in." Staring into the distance, the fat man stopped at the front of the hillside,

The army in front is like a cloud, the dense black army formation and countless spears form a magnificent scroll with a length and width of thousands of kilometers.

Corresponding to this is the huge Guangping in front of Truborg, the vibrant mountains and flowers, chūn meaning,

Fat in the depression that leads to the fortress ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The grass grows tall and dense, and the wild violets after blooming are like a purple lace inlaid on the side of the road.

In the places withered last year, many light purple like children's eyes, some places can already see very conspicuous tulip flowers,

The chūn wind mixes various floral fragrances together, and in the high part of the cliff in the north, you can still see the white snow layer that has not been completely melted,

When winter comes to chūn, everything recovers,

Only the long gray walls near the fortress still spread the death-like breath. Thousands of captives either squatted on the ground or lay down. The hunger and thirst had left them completely without extra strength, as if forgotten Under the wall, "Are you a bit too cold this time?"

A complex emotion flashed in the eyes of the fat man, but he quickly diverged. As a commander, such hesitation is worthless,

Behind him, the huge falcon war flag fluttered, and the soldiers of the empire, as if attracted by the magnet, moved as the fat man moved, and braved the hot light of worship, (to be continued.)