December 4th. ¡ó¡ý The sky is still gloomy, but there are faint traces of light in the gaps between the dark clouds. It seems that the haze is about to leave, and the sun will eventually shine on the earth. On this day, Suniya got up in the dark. He carefully put on his armor and a long sword, and waited outside the king's tent early, waiting for the horn to sound. The army staff officers were not obliged to go to the battlefield, but Sunia believed that if the king had to hang his sword and fight in person, then as a counselor, it would be meaningless for him to stay in the safety of the camp. He is a counselor, but he is not a weak scholar. In the past ten years, Suniya has studied military books and practiced martial arts diligently, and now he has reached a high level. In the powerful Southern Expedition Army, a high-level warrior was nothing, but he believed that he would be able to shine with dazzling brilliance. The young staff officer who knows the military and is good at fighting is no longer satisfied with behind-the-scenes planning. Starting today, the road to becoming a famous general officially begins. For King Nachini, this is a big gamble, either a big win or a big defeat, leaving no escape route. At some point, people have to make a choice, to step on a fork in the road and never look back, and keep going. Just like now, he stepped out of the king's tent with firm eyes, gold armor, scarlet cloak, long sword on his waist, and raised eyebrows. Seeing Suniya guarding outside the tent, King Nachini did not show a trace of surprise. He continued to move forward, and at the same time waved his hand and ordered his staff to join the ranks of his own soldiers. A moment later, Agassi, the leader of the "Golden Hibiscus" Knights, strode sideways. This black-bearded general in his fifties, lean and lean, is one of the most powerful upper-level warriors in the Southern Expedition Army. The guard behind him was carrying a curved-edged spear, made entirely of ice-blue exotic iron, with a flash of blade. It was chilly. He kowtowed to King Nachini and then joined the team. The flag officer raised the "Fire Pattern Hibiscus" military flag and the gold emblem on the red background, declaring the glory and military name of the "Golden Hibiscus" Knights. Before the group arrived at the camp gate, civil and military officials had been waiting for a long time. Catroman led the generals to come forward and saluted. Arranged into square formations according to military rank. Civil officials stood on both sides, they were just witnesses at this moment. The thunderous war drums beat and the loud horns resounded throughout the world. The entire Snorton camp came to life, and the soldiers walked back and forth, getting ready to go. In the past few days, they had a rare meal, including wine and meat, to recharge their batteries for many days. Just for today's decisive battle. King Naqini stood in front of the phalanx and waved his hand. Sunia stepped forward and shouted loudly, "Hold the flag!" Led by "Fire Pattern Hibiscus", dozens of large flags suddenly raised, each of which represents He has a well-known elite army. "Serve the wine!" Sunia was infected by this emotion. Shout loudly. After hearing this, the soldiers immediately took action. Pass the wine cups to the generals. "Snowton's heroic spirit is above, bless my empire and the military fortune!" King Nachini raised the wine cup high and drank it all in one gulp. The specific military deployment has been assigned, so there is no need to talk nonsense. "Bless our empire and may our military fortune be prosperous!" all the generals shouted in unison. He raised his head and drank the strong wine in the glass. "Go to war!" King Nachini threw his cup on the ground and ordered loudly. The soldiers took the horse, he turned over, whipped out of the camp, and went straight to the south of Severa City. The generals were full of enthusiasm. Quickly rushing back to the army, the troops moved southward one by one and took up positions along the river bank. For a moment, the armor was bright, the flags were fluttering, and the murderous aura reached into the sky. **** "Catapult, pull the arm!" "Crossbow, pull the string!" "Archers line up, arrows dipped in oil!" The herald holding a white pennant, galloping back and forth on the river embankment, Communicate orders far and wide. Snowton¡¯s Southern Expedition is sharpening its sword, and the Guangming New Army will naturally not sit still and wait to die. They have made a lot of preparations over the past period of time. First, the camp was moved to a high hill and the outer walls were piled with earth and rocks. Then siege equipment such as catapults and crossbows were built. These machines were equally effective when used for defense. In addition, there is no shortage of deer wood and horse traps to prevent cavalry from attacking. The Guangming New Army also set up several platforms to enable their own archers to shoot from a high position. "Commander," a scout quickly climbed up to the command platform and reported back, "the enemy has sent two troops to cross the river five miles upstream and downstream, and is currently building a pontoon bridge." "Sent out horse archers to scatter along the river bank. , Try to delay them as much as possible," Tuhel, the interim commander of the Guangming New Army, ordered in a deep voice, "If nothing can be done, withdraw to the camp immediately and do not engage in battle with the enemy." "Yes. The officer stepped forward and left in a hurry. "It seems that the day of decisive battle is today and tomorrow."Hull was about fifty years old, with thick eyebrows like ink, and gray hair on his temples. He was a well-known veteran in the Holy See army. As the interim commander designated by Inedil, he personally led the four legions of the Bright New Army in a long-distance attack on the Snowton Middle Army, and basically achieved the set goal. And now, it¡¯s time to complete the second task. Fight the enemy decisively and delay as much time as possible until the snow falls in winter and completely defeat Snowton's southern expedition. Tuchel didn¡¯t know if he could complete this task, but this was the archbishop¡¯s strict order and he had to obey it. Even if the result of doing so is a river of blood or even death on the battlefield. "The Commander-in-Chief is right," a legion commander next to him with sunken eyes and a livid chin pointed out from a distance, "Look, King Nachini went into battle himself." His name was Maccarone, who was born in the Inquisition. Therefore, he can be regarded as a direct descendant of Bishop Todd. As Master Todd rose through the ranks, his military position also increased. "As I expected, the enemy should focus on probing today" Tuhel frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about a countermeasure. In order to resist the enemy's attack, he set up the camp in an inverted triangle shape, with the side with the most ferocious firepower facing the river on the north side. In this case, if Snowton's army forced its way across the river, it would suffer heavy losses. In addition, the eastern part of the barracks is just under the protection of Severa's city wall. Only the northwest corner is exposed to lure the opponent to attack, so as to consume the enemy's effective strength as much as possible. After all, the purpose of the Guangming New Army is not to defend, but to counterattack. Otherwise, they would have retreated into Severa City. Of course, for senior generals like Tuchel and Maccarone, they would rather escape desperately than retreat into the city. Because they know what happened in Frodo County and the terrifying magic. Bloody faith, die with the enemy. ¡(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: (First update.)