Vol 3 Chapter 829: Coming from the front

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This winter, with the emergence of the gray-clad army, the tough posture that swallowed up thousands of miles broke out, and no doubt became colder.
Although the entire Bran North is not a mile-long depression, there is always a huge haze over it, which is dark and heavy.
In the early morning, the sun rises, and outside of a large city in the north hinterland, there is silence. Suddenly, a loud whistle suddenly sounded through the sky, instantly breaking the silence of the place.
Suddenly, there were crowds of people and chaos on the wall. Until a few snarling roars screamed, the chaotic wall defense troops were slightly stabilized, and arrows and long bows pointed directly at the north. A few miles away, a billowing smoke and dust carrying the momentum of iron blood was rapidly rolling in.
The soldiers who have actually experienced in the brutal war can roughly judge the number of people in the smoke at a glance, that is, more than two or three thousand cavalry, even if they are all elite soldiers, this side can be completely guarded by the tall walls. Only these garrison troops who have been in the rear for a long time, and have not even been on the battlefield for most of their lives, will be so panic-stricken.
However, I probably saw the tense atmosphere here, so as to avoid misunderstanding, when the rushing billowing smoke and dust approached the attack range of the defender, it significantly slowed down the momentum and exposed the throbbing banner, the Thunder Army.
Immediately, a few miles away, the two sides looked at each other in silence. A few moments later, several cavalry figures slowly rushed down the city carrying the banner of the Thunder Corps. And in the center of thousands of cavalry, a burly, black-bearded brave general, frowning at the distant wall and still tense atmosphere, a little impatient look can not help but bring a little doubt.
Leaving aside combat effectiveness, the garrison is also a soldier. Naturally, it is impossible not to know the banner of the Thunder. It stands to reason that the city gate should now be opened to greet. But now the platoon soldiers standing outside the city wall have no intention of lowering their bows and arrows, which is a bit confusing.
The negotiations between the two sides did not seem to go well, and the city gate remained quiet for more than ten minutes. Just as General Blackbeard looked more impatient. The cavalry carrying the battle flag finally returned and rushed forward, and the tall and heavy iron gates slowly opened.
"General, you can enter the city, but the other party requires us to dismount and move forward."
Frowning, "So careful ... what's going on?"
"Back to General, a few days ago there were soldiers of the Tigers and Troops who were dressed up as rebels in the gray coats. At night, they lied to the gates of the theater in the front theater and won two important military cities, so ...
"Is this? Stupid, don't they check the token tokens during the war?"
"It is said that the gray-clothed rebels used these two things to trick the city gate."
"Uh ... it's a good idea." General Blackbeard could not help but hesitated, then shook his head. He waved his hand and made a starting gesture, "Go, let's talk about Advanced City."
The words had just fallen, before the thousands of cavalry had dismounted. In the distance, there was a rumbling noise from the wall, the half-opened gate was closed again, and the bows and arrows that were originally pressed were held up again. However, this time the direction is not here, but the official road on the left.
Seeing sudden changes suddenly. Naturally, we cannot enter the city again. Even looking at the fuming smoke distant from the official road on the left, thousands of cavalry changed their direction and set out an attack formation, and the killing intention rose instantly.
From the reactions of the two sides in this short time, we can see that the combat effectiveness of these thousands of cavalry soldiers is far from being comparable to those flustering garrisons on the wall in the distance. The huge smoke and dust advancing at a high speed in the distance seemed to feel the momentum of the cavalry when approaching, and the speed was reduced over a distance.
"Cangyan Legion ... Huh, it's this guy. It didn't come slowly." Lengheng said, General Blackbeard was not the bales on the wall, squinting at the blurred flag in the smoke, not only recognizing the opponent's legion, it seemed The identity of the leading general was also known. He said with a disapproval.
The visitor is indeed an army of the Cangyan Legion, and its size is obviously much larger than that of the Thunder Corps that came first. A cursory glance shows that the number of soldiers is no less than 10,000.
A few moments later, several Cangyan knights approached, and laughed loudly, "Haha, it would be better to come too early. General Barlow. I didn't expect that we would meet again this time because of the Gray Army."
"I don't want to see you again, General Gehry." Putting aside, this brawny general called Barlow looked at the gloomy middle-aged man who was also wearing the general's high armor, and returned angrily.
"Really? Then who do you want to see, Ralf?" The middle-aged general known as Gehry was gloomy and the city government seemed to be deep. He heard that there was no sign of anger, but he spread out his hand and said another name, "Relph ... unfortunately he died in the North Famine."
Shaking his head, Barlow said decisively: "It's no pity, this is the highest glory of being a warrior. If I can also break through the northern imperial imperial city with Marshal Ziyi, even if I die in the battlefield and the corpse of Marge, I won't die this life!"
Gerry heard the words in silence and nodded after a moment. Although he seemed to disagree with Narelf in his words, he had to admit it.
Speaking of which, the identity of the two people is self-evident. The Thunder Team fought crazy, Barlow. Cangyan Legion North Wolf, Gehry. If you add the silent eagle of the Zichen Army, Ralf. That was a few years ago, the three major legions were ordered to encircle the three generals of the gray clothing.
Of course, the latter Ralph was dead. Although Ziyi broke through his undercover identity, he did not go out. So in Bran's army, he still enjoyed a high reputation only when he and the army Zi Yi broke through the imperial northern city and died violently.
After Gary had also sent people to negotiate with the garrison, the city gate opened again, the Thunder Corps was ahead, the Cangyan Army was behind, and they slowly entered the city. As soon as the two armies moved, the difference in the number and scale between them was even more obvious.
Gerry did not return to the army, but walked with Barlow to steer the horse. He looked at the more than two thousand cavalrymen behind him and squinted and smiled: "Oh, it looks like your situation is not good, General Barlow. "
As a thunder legion general, His Majesty General Barlow should not be less than 10,000. Today, with only two thousand cavalry, it is naturally problematic. "Don't worry about it," his face sank, and Barlow replied stiffly.
When Gary heard it, he smiled a little, and stopped talking. They are all mixed in the frontiers and territories. Although they do not belong to the same legion, they naturally hear about each other's news. Such a situation arises simply because Barlow's relationship with the Gray Army is unclear, or more precisely, with Captain Frey, who should have died. So at this sensitive time, it will naturally be affected ...
Of course, this topic should not be mentioned again, otherwise it is not impossible to turn around. When he came down to the city, Gerry glanced at some of the soldiers with distinctly different temperaments in the garrison, and nodded his head: "It's Huxiao Corps, well, I don't know who will lead this time?"
He paused, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at an indifferent middle-aged officer saluting to this side. The military posture was extremely standard. He should have stopped the chaos on the wall just now. As if thinking of something, Geery frowned. "This looks like ..."
Barlow did not look above the city wall ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but watched the soldiers lined up at the gate of the city, with a temperament cold and wearing silver and white armors of the Tigers' Legion. It was also a moment, grinning: "Willn't it be that guy?"
There was a bitter smile on the corner of Gary's mouth: "It's hard to say, but I don't feel very good ..."
"Welcome the two generals to come and help each other. The general has been banqueting in the city for a long time. Please come with me." Just after arriving in the city, a uniformed officer took a few steps and made a standard military salute.
Gary looked a little weird and asked, "What is your general?"
"Breta, General Breta!"
Stroking his forehead, "Oh! I knew ..."
"Well! What an arrogant cock?"
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