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    Liaichi, wine is placed at the top of the city.  The cold wind was biting, and it hit his face like a knife, but General Snowton was mostly a hero from the North, so he felt familiar and friendly.  Two piles of blazing bonfires were burning nearby, which were the kindling things prepared by the defenders in advance. Unfortunately, they did not even have time to light the beacon fires, and the city was breached.  ¡°The strategic significance of Liaichi is no less than that of Severa City,¡± King Nachini, who was sitting high on the throne, raised his glass in praise, ¡°Please drink this glass to the full to show the merits of all the generals.  " "Drink with the king!" The generals present responded loudly, gulping down the wine and still secretly competing with each other.  "You coward, why do you still have a layer of bottom left in the glass?" Costa looked sideways at Fran next to him and said sarcastically, "But you are too drunk?" "Oh, you are defeated, you are still not convinced?" Fran sneered.  He said hello, "Come here, serve the wine. I'm going to drink three bowls with this guy to see who is the coward." "Three bowls is just thirty bowls. What should I be afraid of?" Cos  Ta patted his chest and responded. He opened his coat and moved his shoulders, looking like he was going to do something big.  "Drink!" "Drink quickly!" The other generals laughed and booed, and even King Nachini did not feel dissatisfied.  He sat at the top with a smile, turned around and ordered, "Bring up all the fine wines collected from the city lord's palace, don't let the generals lose their interest." Sitting at the bottom were two young men¨N¡á  military attache.  Seeing that Sherrill next to her was a little reserved, Sunia leaned over and laughed softly, "This is a celebration banquet. You can eat and drink as much as you want. The king will not blame you." "Okay, okay." Sherrill  Er nodded and replied quietly.  He attended this banquet as the temporary commander of the "Wrath of the Fire God".  "I am Sunya, the staff officer at the tent," Sunya smiled.  Confirmed, "You are Lieutenant Sherrill of 'Wrath of the Vulcan', right?" "Yes, sir." Sherrill obviously hasn't let go yet.  "Sir, our military ranks are almost the same," Sunia knew each other well and introduced them one by one.  "The two generals who are having a drinking contest are Commander Costa of 'Black Flag' and Commander Fran of 'Long Shot in Blue' The black-bearded general next to the King is the commander of 'Golden Hung Flower'.  Commander Gacy, and further down, Commander Schwegler of the Light Cavalry, who is also the deputy commander of the Second Army" During his introduction, he occasionally interspersed some interesting military anecdotes. Sherrill listened.  Gotta relish it.  The two quickly became familiar with each other.  On the other side, Costa and Fran still couldn¡¯t decide the winner, with five or six empty wine bowls stacked in front of each of them.  Costa, who is as black and strong as an ox, gulps down no matter how much drink he drinks, and he still has the upper hand.  And Fran, who has fair skin like a woman, is also a ruthless character when it comes to drinking. He doesn't drink quickly, but he drinks very rhythmically.  One bite at a time, without noticing.  The bowl has bottomed out.  "Which of the two generals do you think will win?" King Nachini drank a little and asked Carter Roman and Agassi on both sides.  ¡°To this day, Fran¡¯s eyes are still bright and he doesn¡¯t seem drunk at all,¡± Agassi laughed.  "I think he is more likely to win." "Otherwise," Catroman shook his head and retorted, "Costa has always had a lot of energy. It's not that easy to drink him down." "  Then I bet that both of them will lose," King Naqini said casually, "Winter is coming, I plan to lead the army back to the Green Valley to rest, two generals, are you willing to go with me?" "Then Liaichi City,  Who will guard it?" Catroman looked around at the generals and asked.  "Sonia, what do you think?" King Nachini pointed to the opposite side, where the young staff officer was talking excitedly.  "Could it be that you're too young?" Carter Roman frowned slightly.  "He is loyal and capable," King Nachini explained. "He is just a young man, but it is for this reason that he is worth cultivating." "That's fine." Catroman was silent for a moment and no longer objected.  "I am going to leave 40,000 troops to garrison the city of Lyaichi," King Nachni paused, then began to introduce the next march strategy, "Send the 'Black Flag' and 'Blue Clothes Long Shot' to march together.  , wipe out the scattered desert cavalry, and other troops and the 'Golden Althea' will temporarily return to the Green River Valley to rest. The 80th and 10th legions have just rebelled, and we need an army to protect the safety of the 'Lightstalker's Road'." "Wang.  The arrangement is quite appropriate." The loyal Agassi rarely raised objections.  "Your Majesty, why not keep the 'Wrath of the Vulcan' as well," Catroman thought for a while and suggested, "They still have a lot of magic arrays left, which are not only weapons for attacking the city, but also for defending the city.  It can also exert amazing destructive power." Imagine that the "bomb" array comes from the city.?Throwing it down and exploding in the crowd, King Nachini nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's very good." At the other end of the long table, Sunia and Sherrill were still chatting and laughing.  The two of them didn't know that their fate would be closely linked to the city below them.  In the early morning of December 10th, King Nachini led his team to set off, intending to rush back to the Green River Valley at the foot of Cast Iron Mountain before the snow fell.  Before getting into the carriage, he looked back to the southeast, where the continuous Aygonz Mountains were looming, and his heart was filled with emotions.  In the near future, Snowton¡¯s territory will span the north and south. Whether it is the Iron Mountains or the Ayguns Mountains, they will be included in the empire¡¯s territory and become his back garden.  Maybe one day, he can ride his horse towards the east where the sun rises and set foot on the towering Dawn Mountains.  He will conquer the elves of Moonsong Forest, conquer the descendants of giants in Aalborg, conquer the endless oceans, and countless unknown continents.  In contrast, Allegri doesn¡¯t have so many ideas.  "After the war is won," the black-haired and purple-eyed fire mage said longingly, holding his chin, "What if I was made a Duke and given the title An Lan? In that case, although you are no longer Grand Duke An Lan, at least you are still the Grand Duke An Lan.  "Mrs. Anlan." "Okay." Onisa responded crisply.  A few raindrops fell sporadically in the sky, but in this low-rise restaurant, the fire was burning, and it was as warm as the riverside in warm spring.  "However, it is not easy to be crowned a duke," the girl tilted her head.  He added, "That requires a lot of military merit." "My current military merit should be enough to be promoted to the first level," Allegri estimated. "If I want to be promoted to the rank again, I must achieve more than three times the military merit. In addition to  In addition to 'Wrath of the Fire God', I must find other channels to make meritorious deeds, and I also have to hope that Settian and the Buada Empire can persist longer" He frowned and thought, Austria  Nisha didn¡¯t bother either.  She elegantly cut the pieces of fish called "red sturgeon" on the plate, but why didn't they taste much different from ordinary cod.  "Sir, madam, the last dish," Maxner walked over, put down the white porcelain plate in his hand, and proudly introduced, "'Wind Dragon Egg Custard'." "That Wind Dragon Egg was not sold to Turanze  Master?" Onissa was stunned and asked in confusion.  "No. Madam, actually at that time, Iroh found two dragon eggs from the Wind Falcon's nest," Maxner explained matter-of-factly. "One of them was bought by Master Turanze, but the remaining  The one I bought was in my hand. This dish of 'Wind Dragon Egg Custard' is delicious and tender, the most delicious thing in the world." "Old Mai, you are lying again." Onisa smiled, not believing him.  nonsense.  "Look. This is the short knife that Irlo wore when he obtained the dragon egg." Maxner turned his palm over, revealing a short black iron blade. "There is still his mark on the knife. It is genuine." "That's true.  It's true." Seeing that Onisa still didn't believe it, Allegri added with a smile, "This was made by the dwarf craftsman for Illro when we were on the red stone platform. He got a new knife some time ago, so he used it.  Did you sell the old one to you? " "Yes, it's very expensive," Lao Mai turned around and said, "Oh, forget it, I'll go talk to Collison, please use it slowly." Allegri and O.  Nisha looked at each other and smiled. It was these townspeople with different personalities that made the river valley vibrant and colorful.  "After the war is over, do you still have any wishes?" After chatting for a while, Onissa asked casually.  "I want to go back to the Whispering Forest to look for relics from the past," Allegri thought for a moment and then said, "If I have the chance, I would also like to visit Serland Island. I heard that it is a real magical country.  "Selan?" Onissa nodded and agreed, "That's a good idea. It should be a good place for you."  "Where's Aunt Winnie?" Aphra led her little follower and broke into the ogre's territory, still shouting loudly.  After such a long period of operation, Shiya tribe has undergone earth-shaking changes.  Along the undulating mountains, houses made of wood and stone are scattered in an orderly manner.  These houses are simple in structure, but not crude. They are five or six meters high on average, and the interiors are dry and clean.  ¡°There are tall weapon racks standing outside the doors of some houses, proving that the owners serve in the mercenary group. As a result, they gain more respect and additional subsidies from the river valley.  In the open space in the middle of the village, there were ogre children almost as tall as adults, playing and playing.  Most of their fathers go out hunting, while the female ogres are responsible for the work in the village, such as repairing broken fences or drying dried meat for the winter.  Although the river valley will beThey provided ample food, but some habits were still retained.  "Afra! Aphra!" Seeing the little girl, the ogre children gathered around her excitedly, shouting in jerky common language.  Nada turned pale with fright and quietly took half a step back. Aphra bravely stepped forward to greet them one by one, "Mugo, Moro, Gilly where are you all?" "Fly!  Fly!" They only knew some simple common language, but this did not hinder the communication between the two parties. The children opened their arms and made a flying gesture, looking at Aphra eagerly.  "Today, the one who can fly isMolo!" The little girl deliberately let it slip, and then pointed at one of the silly little ogres.  The other children immediately sighed, but there was only envy on their faces, but no jealousy.  These little ogres are more innocent and simple than human children of the same age.  Using his hands and feet together, Moro quickly climbed onto the boulder in the center of the clearing and made a preparation for a standing long jump.  Aphra chanted a spell gently, and then waved her hand to indicate that he could jump down.  The little ogre jumped down from a boulder more than five meters high, and the wind magic wrapped it in it. After a brief dive, it suddenly flew up.  He opened his arms and flew over the village, shouting happily.  The adult ogre was obviously used to this scene. He looked up with a smile, not worried at all that he would fall.  After three or four minutes, Aphra waved, and Moro, who was already a little dizzy, slowly landed in front of everyone.  He seemed to be drunk, took two steps crookedly, and then sat down on the ground.  "Haha" There was a burst of laughter from all around.  "Afra?" A soft voice came, and the ogre priest with long black hair appeared outside the crowd.  The human girl named "Winnie" is not willing to contact humans, but stays in the ogre tribe for a long time. Only Illo, the former Bai Ji, and the little girl Aphra will often interact with her.  touch.  "Aunt Winnie, do you still have the herbs from last time?" Aphra said goodbye to the reluctant children, and then walked towards Winnie.  "There are two more," Winnie replied quietly, "Besides, you are not allowed to call me aunt." "Okay, okay," Aphra chuckled, pulled out Nada from behind, and ordered, "  Nada, thank Sister Winnie quickly. ""Thank you," the young man said subconsciously, then asked in confusion, "Why?" "You are too weak, how can you protect me from the knife in the future?"  Patting him on the shoulder, he said, "Sister Winnie, there is a herbal medicine that enhances physical fitness. I came here to get one for you." Nada showed a touched look on his face, but for a moment, he was introverted.  Know how to express it.  "Follow me." Winnie smiled softly and walked up the hill first.  She has delicate features, no makeup, and her black hair hangs down to her waist, forming an extremely sharp contrast with the ogres around her.  In the north of the village, there is a stone hall displaying ancestral totems. Not far next to it is Winnie's residence.  Even in winter, there are still dense clumps of flowers and plants growing in front and behind the house. Under the eaves, a few orioles fly in and out, sprinkling a series of melodious bird calls.  "Take it alive." Winnie took out an herb with rhizomes from the cabinet. Although it had been dry for a long time, it was green in color and seemed to contain vitality.  "What?" Nada didn't hear clearly for a moment.  "Let you eat it directly, idiot." Aphra hit him on the back of the head. Since the two of them were about the same height, this was not easy.  "Okay" The young man understood, carefully picked up the herb, and bit off a small blade of grass.  There was a fishy and bitter taste in his mouth, and then a warm current emerged from his lower abdomen and surged to all parts of his body.  As expected, it worked. Nada was overjoyed and chewed and swallowed without paying attention to the disgusting expression on Aphra's face.  ¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster! ps: (Updated.) ¡­
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