Chapter 347 Crisis

As night fell, lights lit up on the head of the city of Niustria.

As mentioned earlier, the city of Nuestria is a large city, and the population in the city was only a few thousand at this time. The person in charge of staying in Nuestria only had more than one thousand troops - this level of troops was completely symbolic. If a city attack and defense battle really occurred, this amount of troops would be completely incapable of resisting - even if one person stood at the top of the city thirty steps was not enough.

However, there is no such concern now. General Ashrufate defeated the invading Chaos Legion on the front line - not an ordinary victory, but a real victory. The Chaos Legion first defeated on the battlefield, and then entered the pocket formation set up by General Beral when retreating, and the entire army was wiped out. It is said that the Chaos Legion with a total of 70,000 people was able to escape only a few thousand. After obtaining such a victory on the front line, what else is scary in the city of Niustria?

In addition, although there are few garrison troops here, this is a short-term matter - because as the logistics center, the City of Neustria is responsible for the task of transporting food and grass to the front line. The current troop is small because a transport team has just set off - this is a typical window period.

It is said that the royal city will quickly mobilize a force to reinforce, responsible for all matters such as wounded and captives. Of course, this force is definitely a temporary militia, but if you guard the city, there will be enough militias. In short, in another three or five days, no more than ten days, everything will return to normal.

Because of this mentality, the soldiers patrolling the city were not very alert. They just carried out ordinary patrol missions according to their habits (and military rules).

The patrol team at the top of the city is divided into open and secret whistles. Every time the former walks a distance, he will light a bonfire on the city wall and then observe the movements under the city by using the firelight - because the darkness covers the view, he can only see a very limited range - after the observation is completed, he will put out the fire and leave. The secret whistles are completely different. They are in groups and walk slowly on the city wall. These people are selected from the army. They do not look at them with their eyes, but listen carefully to the movements around with their ears.

This is the idea provided by Beller - if there are enemies who spy on them, they can easily master the rhythm of the whistle. But if they don’t know the truth, they will be investigated by secret whistle. This method is not to target the enemy on a large scale, but to deal with a few scouts and spies sneaking over the wall.

In a farther position outside the city wall, pairs of eyes are watching the changes in the city head in the darkness. Standing under the lights and watching the darkness is not too far away, but standing in the darkness and looking at the lights can see more clearly.

"Silly action." Lord Blood Tooth said softly. With the blessing of terror, he also had a very outstanding dark vision, allowing him to observe the city.

Yes, the walls of the city of Niustria are tall and majestic, but there is no obstacle to the city without the guardian (or insufficient guardians). Whether it is natural dangers formed in nature or artificial obstacles, if there is no guardian, it can only become a trouble, not a threat.

"The patrols of those idiots are very regular," said a subordinate. "We can climb up the city wall by just choosing two waves of patrols."

"Do you have a hook rope?" asked Lord Blood Tooth.

"I have it!" the subordinates replied decisively. This afternoon, they looted an empty village and found some tools that could be transformed into hooks. But the number is really not large.

"Prepare to attack!" Lord Blood Tooth said coldly. "When the city gate is wide open, the entire army will immediately break in... Get me a hook rope!"

...

Another group of patrolling soldiers walked over - they had just turned off the lights and left less than a few minutes later, accompanied by a slight sound, several hooks flew up from under the city wall and hooked the city wall. Then, a clear sound came from below the city wall. It was the sound made by humans when they climbed the wall with their hooks.

The two secret whistles immediately noticed the accident. In fact, they were just patrolling according to military rules and were not very vigilant, but this was really too obvious.

"What's going on? This voice..." The two looked at each other, and one of them immediately rushed towards the source of the sound. Although the night was heavy, he could still easily find the hook hanging at the entrance of the city wall.

That's not one or two, but... more than ten... no, dozens of them!

"Enemy attack...alarm!"

A soldier ran to an outpost next to him at the fastest speed. It was actually just an open space on the city wall. There were some essential tools for patroling and alarming - wolf smoke, gongs and drums, bonfires, fire and other things on here.

In just a short time, the big gong responsible for issuing the enemy's attack alarm was sounded. The sound of "bang" and "bang" was deafening and resounded throughout the city. In the gap of the gong, the sharp shouts of sentries echoed. "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Another soldier pulled out the sword in his hand and began to try to cut off the hook. However, the hemp rope that formed the hook was very tough. It took him a lot of effort to finally cut off one of them. The moment the rope was broken, he heard a dull sound of a human body hitting the ground.

No... too many... He was trying hard to cut the second one while calculating in his mind. Before the enemy climbed up, he should be able to cut off four or five hooks with his strength, less than one-third of the total number of hooks. However, he knew that the Mingshou had just left not far away. It was a team of ten soldiers. As long as they could come back, they should be able to cut off all hooks completely when the enemy climbed up the city wall. Even if there were not all, there would be only one or two enemies climbed up, which could be completely dealt with.

The second hook rope was cut off, perhaps because this person climbed higher, causing him to let out a shrill scream while falling down.

The sentry began to cut the third hook rope. At this time, he heard the footsteps in front of him. The patrol team, which had just walked away, turned around and returned.

Then he saw a pair of hands wrapped in black armor grabbing the raised position on the city wall.

It was only a short moment, and even before he could react, his hands pressed hard, and then a figure jumped out of the city wall and landed on it. His movements were so swift and light, like a monkey.

Unlike the monkey, the man who jumped up was covered with heavy armor. The chest of the armor had a pattern that still emitted a glimmer of light in the night - those who had dealt with the Chaos Legion would recognize it. It was a mark of blood god's terror.

The next moment, the whistling sound of steel broke through the air. The soldier instinctively swung his sword to block the grid, but the huge force came from his hands, directly shattering his power. The huge force hit his body, knocking the unfortunate soldier straight away, climbing over the guardrail of the city wall and flew into the night sky.

Another dull sound of falling objects from high altitudes.

A patrol team, or a squadron, ten soldiers rushed over. Each of them held a spear and rushed towards the first Chaos Warrior to climb the city wall. Ten to one, they should be able to win.

The Chaos Warrior's face was covered with scars, and he could tell at a glance that he was a kind of person who had been through many battles. Looking at the dozen enemies rushing up, the Chaos Warrior let out a grim smile. He was holding a huge battle axe in his hand - so big that it was difficult for ordinary people to swing, and even those with strong arms could only dance with both hands - but he just held it with one hand, looking as light and free as if he was holding a straw. The armor on his body was stacked like crocodile scales, and you could see the preciousness at a glance.

At the last moment of the two sides approaching, the patrol soldiers lined up in line with their training, with their spears rising in front. The other three soldiers surrounded the flanks. This is the classic tactic of the spear infantry: they will do this when their numbers are overwhelmingly superior.

The Blood-Tooth Lord ignored the row of sharp spears facing his chest, held the battle axe in his hand, and walked forward smoothly. A cruel arc was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

...

Although it was already late, the lights were still bright in the office of the Prime Minister in the Royal Palace of the Eagle City.

Ellen sat at her desk, with several colleagues and subordinates gathered here, discussing several things in the future. Since the queen is not here, Ellen, as prime minister, must shoulder the responsibility of keeping a guardian according to law and customs.

“Is this news reliable?”

"The news about Lord Taiming is absolutely credible." The person who spoke was an older man, "I know something about this person."

"Taiming..." Before today, Alinn had never heard of this name - if he had heard of it, he had never cared about it - the owner of this name was a governor, or to be more specific, a governor of a remote town. As the prime minister, it is normal that he had never heard of this name - the reason why Alinn repeatedly mentioned this name today is that this respectable governor sent a very important information to Eagle Falcon City.

Some time ago, General Essing led his army to pass by the territory of the Governor. Due to the needs of the army, General Essing asked the Governor for a considerable amount of supplies. According to domestic practice, such expenditures can be directly offset by local tax payments. Therefore, after carefully calculating the accounts, the Governor Taiming sent relevant documents, receipts and other things to Eagle City.

Of course, the Governor had no special intention. He just wanted to use these things to offset the taxes in his jurisdiction - it was quite expensive to meet the military needs of General Essin, which was enough to offset the taxes for three years. In other words, as long as the Governor passed the review, the Governor could legally not pay taxes to the Governor for three years.

However, the Eagle City was a little surprised because of Essing's strange actions - of course, it was just a surprise - so someone paid attention to Essing's actions. The relevant materials immediately attracted the attention of those who were interested. Without spending much time, the report on Essing was sent to Erenn's desk.

Anyone can see that Essin's route is not related to the "reverse" task he is responsible for. In fact, it is simply a completely different direction.

"Esing...what did he want to do?" Elinn murmured softly. Elinn went west--that was his power to use his general's power to choose his target freely; to the south, that meant he was going to leave this country--at least he left this country himself and defected to some other forces (this result seemed good to Ellinn); to the side of Elinn, that meant he had the possibility of rebellion; but he was now heading north.
Chapter completed!