Bailie City is a city in the north. Things are beginning to recover in other places, but here it is still winter. This is the territory of the Holy Gripen Empire. It is now two o'clock in the evening. Most of the lights in the city have been turned off, and the streets are quiet.
There was no one there, even the street lights on the roadside were not on.
A river passed through the city. There was winter fog floating on the river, making it difficult to see the distance. Ice formed on both sides of the river, and only the middle channel was barely passable. A ship suddenly appeared from the fog.
The ship was made of wood and was a little old. It was neither very big nor very small. St. Yis stood on the deck of the bow and looked up at the stars. His vision was obscured by fog, but he knew that something was happening.
"We'll be there soon, get ready to get off the boat." The boatman who was punting the boat shouted from the stern, and complained in a low voice. He was not happy to sail on such a winter night, but who asked for more money?
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The boat arrived under an arched bridge and docked. The ground on the river bank was covered with ice, making it too slippery to stand on. The boatman picked up an iron pickaxe placed beside the boat and broke the ice on the stone steps on the shore.
Say to the guest: "Go up carefully, don't fall."
St. Yis expressed his thanks with a smile and jumped onto the shore. The boatman tied the rope of the boat and tied it to a stake on the river bank. He raised his head and shouted again: "Hey, if you have nowhere to go so late, come with me to the tavern."
Let’s have a couple of drinks and warm yourself up. There’s a shop on the corner that’s open 24 hours a day.”
"Thank you, no need." St. Yis climbed up two flights of steps and came to the street. A carriage came just at this time and stopped on the side of the road. The driver was Ciro, who got out of the car.
He is the king of the Eagle-Lion Kingdom.
"I seem to be late to greet you." A smile that had not been seen for a long time appeared on Kulizarid's usually serious face.
"It's not too late, it's just the right time." St. Yis wiped off the dew condensation on his body and got into the carriage with him, leaving only the boatman scratching his head on the river bank: "Strange, that man looks like a king.
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The carriage was not particularly big, but it was very warm. St. Yis took off his coat, and Kulizarid saw the injury under his collar: "You are injured."
"Are you surprised?"
Kulizarid said: "Has the catastrophe already happened?"
"It's happening, and it's coming soon."
"Can't the Holy Garden stop it?"
St. Isla said: "The power of the Holy Garden is also limited. All they can do is to minimize the danger. So it is time for you to take action now."
Kulizarid was a little worried: "Send out troops in two directions, attack Saint Bikoya all the way, and attack Demon Moon all the way... No one would want to do this."
"You think this is crazy?"
"I just heard that Freed encountered difficulties in the south. They have been stuck in Midgard for a month and have made no progress at all."
St. Yis said: "I already know the situation over there. Fried only has a hundred thousand soldiers at his disposal, and there are not many capable and effective people under his command. And he met an old friend of mine."
"Should you send more people to help him?"
St. Yis said: "You don't have to worry about things in the south. I'm more worried about you here."
"My cousin here, you don't have to worry. When the calamity comes, it will be the day when I will launch my army. The only thing missing is the weapon in the plan." Kulizarid said.
Saint Isla said: "The time of the catastrophe may be a few days earlier than I calculated. According to the original plan, it is still at sea and will arrive soon!"
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In the south of Midgart, the Royal First Army is making final rest and preparations, preparing for the decisive battle with the coalition forces.
In the camp, those who smoked smoked, those who poured water, and those who could sleep a little longer quickly slept a little longer. The latest intelligence reports that the enemy is reorganizing their troops and will arrive soon.
Crazy warrior Kate leaned on the magic rock cannon, lit a third cigarette and took two strong puffs. This was his habit. He would take a strong puff on each newly lit cigarette, and then slowly inhale again. Beside him
, Flame Swordsman Keton was also here, and he was also smoking. The two of them just smoked like this, and neither of them spoke.
In fact, their relationship was not good before. They were enemies when they were on the West Coast, but now they have become comrades-in-arms. Of course, their relationship is not good now either.
Keton smoked quickly, almost without breaking a cigarette. Soon he had finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, stubbed out the cigarette butt and reached for Kate again.
Kate said angrily: "Tsk, can you pump it slower? I only have three cigarettes, and you already have five."
"Ahem... I want you to take care of it." Keton refused to take back his outstretched hand: "Hurry up and bring me the cigarettes. We won't have time to smoke when we start fighting soon."
Kate was very unhappy: "Old smoker, you're still smoking like this even though you're not healed. I'll cough to death!" She still handed over the cigarette.
Suddenly, a trumpet sounded to warn that the enemy had arrived. Kate quickly stamped out half of the cigarette, flew up and kicked her men who were still sleeping next to the gun base: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, mom, the enemy is coming, prepare for battle. Old smoker, you
Still not leaving? Here are my soldiers, please be fooled."
Keton stretched out his hand again and said, "Bring me the remaining half pack of cigarettes."
"you……"
"Bring it, bring it~!" Keton urged repeatedly.
"Fuck you." Kate threw the cigarette away. Cotton took the cigarette and hurried away.
The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms chose to attack at night because it was easier to be hit by artillery fire during the day. This time they were determined to fight to the death, so they moved in full force.
"Fire~!!"
The roar shook the sky, and the fire from the Demonic Rock Thousand Cracking Cannons immediately started. There were signal flares in the sky to guide the direction. Before the enemy could get closer, dozens of cannon fires took the lead in launching the first round of attacks.
The artillery fire poured out, and only bright lights were seen in the distance, and then the sound of artillery shelling was heard in the distance.
There was another round of shelling. With these two rounds of shelling alone, any army that tried to attack would suffer a devastating blow. But the situation did not develop in this direction. The reconnaissance post flying above discovered that the enemy coalition forces had not
They did not actually break into the range of the artillery fire. They just sent a dozen teams to suddenly appear, test the direction of the artillery fire, and then quickly retreated out of the range covered by the artillery fire.
"They've become smarter." Deputy Commander Berwick looked at the dots of light more than ten kilometers away from the command line: "These days of chasing and artillery bombardment let them know the maximum firing limit of the Thousand-Split Cannon on the plains, and tested the artillery fire.
Do you want to take a detour from the position of the position?"
A large number of light spots were moving in the distance, but they were always dangling in front of them. The other party's commander seemed to be hesitating. He wanted to attack but was afraid of the artillery fire, and wanted to retreat but seemed reluctant to give up. Berwick felt something was wrong, and his heart moved.
He quickly said to the messenger next to him: "Notify General Calasias and tell him to pay attention to the riverbed to the north and be careful of enemy raids!"
There are many vertical and horizontal ravines in the north, which are the river beds created after the floods receded. These river beds may be deep or shallow, and can avoid the attacks of Thousand Crack Cannons. Although the land is soft and heavy troops cannot move, it is possible for light troops to move around. Moreover,
Because they have been moving southward, the artillery troops with difficulty in moving have fallen behind. When the enemy comes to cover them up, the artillery positions behind them will be in chaos!