The rain was still falling, soaking the entire heaven and earth. The moat surrounding the royal city was originally lowered a lot by the Gasdad's cut-off water level. At this moment, it rained heavily and rose again, but the water surface became more and more turbid.
In the room, Heimos stood by the window, and the raindrops wafted in with the wind and fell on his jet-black hair.
He stretched out his hand, and the rain soon wet his hand.
Although my hands were soaked, it didn't feel cold, and the rain even brought a little warmth.
"It's spring."
An old general in armor stood on one side, expressing such emotion.
Winters in Aaron Landis are always short and pass in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, spring has come back to the earth with the warm spring rain.
The veteran looked at the drifting spring rain outside the window and was a little lost for a while.
It wasn't until Heimos turned around and cast his eyes on him that he regained his senses and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, when people are old, it's easy to hurt spring and autumn... ah..."
The veteran sighed.
He is the cavalry commander Novi who stayed in the king's city. He followed the previous king to fight on the battlefield from a young age. After the previous king passed away, he followed the king of Camos. Later, he was promoted to the cavalry commander and commanded the third army.
I thought that when people are old, they can retire peacefully, hand over the position of commander of the 3rd Corps to young people, and take care of themselves in peace, who knows...
that battle.
That fiasco.
The faith of the Aaron Landis fell.
Let all Aaron Landis be unforgettable and painful.
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In the face of the approaching Gasdads, Novi had no time to grieve. He knew that only by desperately defending the royal city could he comfort the spirit of King Kamos in the sky.
He was already ready to live and die together with the royal city.
In the past ten days, under the fierce attack of the Gasdad army, the king's city was shaken by wind and rain, and everyone was terrified.
Fortunately, under the leadership of Prince Heimos, they finally carried it tenaciously.
However, although he held on to the royal city, the atmosphere in the royal city was extremely depressing.
The king city seemed to be shrouded in a long night, drowning in darkness.
Everyone can't wait for reinforcements, see no hope, and feel that this is just lingering. It is hard to say when the king's city will be destroyed, Aaron Landis will fall, and they will all fall into the hands of the brutal Gasdadians.
Just in this depressed atmosphere, suddenly, a message came from the city of Judas in the west.
It suddenly made the dull royal city boil.
The crown prince recaptured the city of Rudas, and will soon lead a large number of reinforcements to the city!
They have hope!
In an instant, everyone rejoiced, and the morale of the soldiers defending the city was even higher, even if the subsequent attacks by the Gasdadians did not bring down their morale.
Even the veteran Novi, who was already exhausted because of his age, felt a lot of energy.
As soon as the crown prince arrives with his army—
Veteran Novi stared at the rain curtain outside the window, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
He must be the first to lead his troops out!
Together with the prince's army, I will attack the Gasdad army from both sides, and return all the anger and anger I have suffered from the Gasdadians these days!
At this moment, a hurried footstep sounded outside, from far to near.
The door was pushed open, and the brown-haired priest Shamash stomped heavily on the wooden floor and hurried in.
At this moment, Xie Mu'er was also wearing armor, and although that armor was wiped brightly by him, who was obsessed with cleanliness, it still had some bloodstains left behind.
Not only him, but the Shamash priesthood, which is itself a powerful combat force, will all take off their priesthood clothes and replace them with hard armor when they enter the battlefield.
During these days, the Shamash priest battle group, led by Shemuel, was guarding the city wall every day.
They stick to their faith in Shamash, and their spiritual perseverance is very strong. Unless they die in battle or the enemy retreats, they will never leave the city wall for half a step.
Xie Muer hurried in, frowned tightly, and looked at Heimos.
He said: "His Royal Highness, there is something wrong with the Gasdadians."
"What's wrong?"
"They seem to be leaving the camp!"
As soon as Xie Muer said this, Novi was stunned and everyone was surprised.
Heimos froze for a moment, then showed a thoughtful look, and walked out quickly.
The other people in the room naturally followed, and filed out from the door.
A group of people hurried up the city wall.
At this moment, the city wall is also noisy, and the soldiers who solemnly guarded the city wall in the past couldn't help talking to each other in a low voice.
Heimos, Novi and the others watched from a distance on the city wall.
I saw that in the drizzle, the huge camp in the distance was constantly shrinking and disappearing. The Gasthards were pulling out their camp, and some of their troops had even set out to leave the camp.
"Their commander, the Prince of Tyr, is quite decisive."
Novi shook his head and said, "I know that I can't attack the city, and if this stalemate continues, I will be attacked by both sides, so I decisively give up attacking the city."
He was unwilling, with regret in his eyes.
"It's just a pity, I can't kill that Prince of Gasdard with my own hands to avenge my king."
The veteran sighed in dismay.
Wangcheng held on, and the result was already very good.
He was too greedy.
Now, they just need to wait quietly for Prince Garlan to return to the royal city.
After checking the movements of the Gasdad army, in order to avoid this being the other party's trick, everyone strengthened their vigilance against the city wall and monitored the movement of the Gasdadians who had left the camp.
Then, they returned to the court of the palace.
"What are they going to do next?"
Xie Muer sat there frowning and said, wiping his damp hair with a towel.
"I don't think they're going to quit Aaron Landis easily."
"But they have limited food and grass. Maybe they plan to go back and meet the prince's army first?"
The head of the royal knights guessed.
Veteran Novi shook his head: "If it were me, the top priority would be to raise food and grass. I think they are likely to attack other large cities with food and grass..."
Just as everyone was discussing the next whereabouts of the Gasdards, Heimos, who had been pondering, suddenly spoke up.
"No, it's not like they're marching in the direction of turning back."
He says,
"Perhaps, they are..."
Just this time, a bodyguard who delivered the message hurried in and knelt down in front of Heimos.
"His Royal Highness, Gasdad's army bypassed the royal city! Headed east!"
"what-?"
"Go around?"
The crowd was immediately stunned.
"East? What are they going to do in the East?"
Heimos stood there, his dark forehead was wet with a thin layer because of the drizzle on the city wall just now, and now there was a little icy water light.
The golden red eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed in them.
He said: "East, the army of Iss is still hoarding on the eastern border, and only a fourth army is guarding there."
Veteran Novi suddenly stood up.
"Not good! The Gasdadians plan to bypass us and join forces with the Yis army!"
The Fourth Army was less powerful than the Yisi army, and it was only by virtue of the strong fortresses and city walls built on the eastern border, as well as the advantage of the high terrain, that the Yisi army was able to stop the attack. If the Gasdads attacked from the rear, the Fourth Legion, which had lost its location and was under-strength, would surely be destroyed under the flanking attack of Isth and Gasdad!
Moreover, the Fourth Legion has been guarding the eastern border all the year round, and naturally a lot of food and grass have been hoarded. As long as the Gasdadians defeated them, they would no longer have to worry about food and grass.
"Send the letter immediately! Let the Fourth Legion be on alert!"
"Send a letter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately! Please speed up and rush to the Eastern Territory!"
…
In the drizzling rain, a huge army was marching along the road toward the southeast of the king city.
Looking from this side, there are densely packed people, crowding the wide road, and the long army can't see the end at a glance.
Flags with different patterns symbolizing each family were raised high in different armies, and at the forefront of the army, a flaming red-backed gold-patterned lion flag flew in the rain, as if leading the crowd forward.
A black eagle hovered in the rain with its wings outstretched. It looked down at the dark crowd on the ground, occasionally making a long cry.
"Your Highness, there is news from Wangcheng."
Kareni said solemnly, "The Gasdadians gave up attacking the king's city, bypassing the king's city and heading eastward. It seems that they plan to join forces with the Yithians to defeat the Fourth Army."
He said, "We must speed up the march and go straight to the east to rescue the Fourth Army."
Garlan rode on his horse, his blond hair slightly dampened by the drizzle scattered on his shoulders, even in the rain, there seemed to be a little shimmer.
He lowered his eyes and seemed to ponder.
Then, he looked up and looked east.
In that direction, the Gasdard army that bypassed the royal city was heading towards the Fourth Army.
"Please give an order immediately, let the army turn and rush to the east."
Kareni said.
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The retreat of the Gastard army made the royal city rejoice, and the people were ecstatic.
The dark clouds on the top of the head finally dissipated, and there is no need to listen to the sounds of fighting and screams coming from the city wall every day, and feel scared all the time.
If it weren't for the fact that the king's city was still under strict control, and no one was allowed to move, the people would be eager to give up and celebrate.
However, in complete contrast to the relaxed and joyful atmosphere in the royal city, there was the heaviness in the court of the royal palace.
Unlike the people who only knew that the royal city was safe, the generals here knew that Aaron Landis was still in crisis, and all of them had a heavy heart.
Wangcheng did not have any extra troops to pursue, so he could only hope that the prince's army could rush to the east to rescue the Fourth Army in time, or that the Fourth Army could support itself for a while longer.
"As long as the Fourth Legion supports it for a while, His Royal Highness Gallan's army will be able to arrive."
Novi said solemnly, "As long as you can hold on..."
He looked at Heimos.
"Your Highness Heimos, we should send a letter to... Your Highness as soon as possible?"
For some reason, Heimos has been silent since just now.
He sat on the dark wooden chair with his head lowered, his thin lips pursed tightly. The fine black hair scattered in the corners of his sharp eyes, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cold light.
He raised his eyes and slowly scanned the crowd.
He said: "What if their goal is not the East?"
"what?"
"Didn't they go east?"
That handsome face looked at the crowd blankly at the moment.
"What if that Tyr was playing a trick of attacking the east and west... He seemed to be heading to the east and suddenly turned to the north during the march?"
"This… "
"I just got the news."
Heimos's eyes were cold.
"The Gasdadians have changed their marching direction on the way, and their target is not the Fourth Legion in the east, but the Second and Fifth Legions in the north."
At this moment, his voice seemed to be filled with anger.
"The targets of their alliance are not the Yithians, but the Geshus of the north."
At this moment, the entire council was silent.
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During the siege of Wangcheng, the drizzle in the early spring kept pouring down. Although it was not big, it was continuous. The soaking made people wet all over. With a little warm moisture, they got used to the cold weather. The Stads were extremely uncomfortable.
After walking all the way north, the rain became less and less and gradually disappeared.
The climate is also cooler than that of Wangcheng, which makes the Gasdadians feel much more comfortable.
After several days of hasty marching, Tyr led Gasdad's army to the north.
He rode at the forefront of the army, looking at the past from a distance, the outline of the northern fortress was already looming.
A cool wind blew across Tyr's silver-white forehead, blowing the white cloak behind him into the air.
Knowing that the attack on the royal city of Aaron Landis had failed, he decided to leave.
Just a feint before leaving.
If the Aaron Landis were caught by his blindfold, then the army of the Prince of Gallan should be on their way to the eastern border.
Even if he realized something was wrong in the middle and turned around and chased after him, the Aaron Landis people were already a step too late.
And what he has to do now is to take advantage of the time difference in the past few days to join forces with the Geshu people to lay down the northern fortress.
Tyr stared at the looming outline of the heroic city in the distance.
Although the northern fortress is a great barrier for the Geshu people, it is extremely difficult to attack, but it is the northern fortress with a geographical advantage.
It would be much easier to attack from the back, not to mention that this time he was attacked from both sides.
As long as he and the Geshu join forces to capture this northern fortress and occupy the heroic city of Aaron Landis that guards the northern border. Then, not only the problem of food and grass has been solved, he can still go south to attack at any time, and he can defend the northern fortress when he retreats.
He can completely sit in this city, join forces with the Geshu people, devour the northern land of Aaron Landis little by little, and at the same time open up the channel connecting the kingdom of Karnar, and there will never be a broken back road and a lack of food and grass. Case.
The sun was about to set in the west, and the red sunset shone on the army of Gasdad.
Suddenly, a loud cry cut through the sky.
In Gasdad's army, a general who was riding behind Tyre looked up subconsciously, and saw an eagle hovering in the sky, then suddenly fluttered its wings and flew away.
Seeing the eagle flying away, he also withdrew his gaze.
After crossing the hill in front, it is not far from the northern fortress.
Suddenly, he saw several scouts hurriedly running from the front on horseback.
"Your Highness!"
The leading scout cavalry rushed to Tyre and said hurriedly, "There is an army ahead, stop before our army!"
Is it the Legion of Aaron Landis stationed in the Northland fortress
The general thought so in his heart.
Did the Aaron Landis take the initiative? Shouldn't it be? Since they were less than one-third of our strength, the Aaron Landis should have huddled in the city.
Suddenly, another loud eagle chirping sounded high in the sky, and the eagle he had just seen reappeared in his sight.
The pitch-black long wings fluttered, drawing a black arc in the fiery red sky and swooping down to the other side.
His eyes involuntarily fell with the arc.
In the distance on the opposite side, on the fiery red horizon, in the setting sun that reflected half of the sky, a black army stood on the ground.
The black eagle swooped down, spread out its wings, and landed lightly on the raised arms of the boy who was standing on horseback in front of the army.
A lion flag with a gold pattern on a red background stood tall behind the boy, and his long golden hair flew like a cloud behind him.
A majestic male lion stood beside him, his brown mane draped in the setting sun and undulating in the wind like waves.
Tilrema stopped advancing.
The army of Prince Garlan, who he expected to be behind them, suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment.
He looked across from him, and his lavender pupils reflected the sunset on the horizon, as well as the cluster of bright blonde hair flying in the fiery red sunset.
Prince Gallan of Aaronlandis.
Tyr, Prince of Gasthard.
This was the first official meeting between the two on the battlefield.
Suddenly, there was a roar of lions.
Came through the sky.
The roar of the lion seemed to shake the whole earth.