Dang ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ~

The alarm bells of the Tinetsshire Town Church kept making heart-wrenching noises.

On the walls of the county city, more than 180 county city garrisons stood behind the walls with armor and armour, watching the team getting closer and closer in the north.

Above the North City Gate, the county magistrate of Tignes, wearing gray-black plate armor, looked at the army heading towards the North City with a serious expression. "Did county soldiers be sent to guard the battlements everywhere?"

Jerry, the inner-domed knight next to Pierre, looked at the north and replied: "There are all arrangements, sixty people in the north and south city gates, twenty-two people in the east and west city walls and twenty people. Twenty-six soldiers left in the city patrol the public security."

Jerry swallowed and asked, "Sir, will they attack~?"

"The county town is the direct subordinate of the Marquis. They do not have the courage to openly attack the Marquis' territory unless they don't have any brains." Pierre's tone was very calm.

"Then why should we gather all the county soldiers to prepare for war?"

"They dare not fight the county town, but they may not be afraid of the fortresses, forts and manor settlements in the county. These guys are not locals. As long as they are not head-losing, they don't care whether they will be scolded by others."

Pierre's concerns are not unreasonable. According to the police incidents from the north in the past two days, this army without a baggage team has come by force and intensive taxes along the way. Three small villages along the way have been damaged by war, and even a settlement of resisting soldiers and bandits has been killed by these guys. Several villagers and burned all the houses.

Pier already knew the origin and purpose of this army. He did not take the initiative to send troops to drive them away, but also refused to provide them with any food and supplies. He gathered the garrison troops in the Tignets County to prepare for war to show his fangs to the team to warn them not to cause trouble...

To the north of the county town, the road soaked by spring rain became more muddy.

A leader of the Western Border Army pulled out his boots from the mud and water, kicked the stone beside the road and threw away the thick soil. Then he touched his cheeks that were wet by the rain. Looking at the city gates that were closed and alarm bells were ringing, he shouted: "This group of watchdogs, when I clean up those messes, I will definitely come back to smash the city gate and kill you all!"

Arbang, the command adjutant of the Western Frontier Army in front of the team, turned his head and looked at the leader of the horses who were yelling loudly. He shook his head and continued to control the horses to avoid the muddy puddles, and bypassed the city of Tignets and advanced southward.

Albang glanced at the figure standing behind the walls on the top of the North Gate City, and turned his head to the commander of the Western Frontier Army, Soren, and said: "Sir Soren, Pierre seems to be a fencer who is determined to be a fencer. He really thinks that he can escape the vortex by impartiality."

Sauron snorted softly, "I dare to refuse to accept the letter of order from Count Bernard. In the future, he will pay a heavy price for today's indifference."

The commander of the Western Army, Soren, had sent his adjutant Albon to Tignes with the letter of handwritten order from Count Bernard to meet the county chief Viscount Pierre, a day ago. However, Pierre did not accept the letter of the letter of bernard sealed with the fiery paint. Not only did he refuse to provide food and supplies to the Western border army, he also warned the Western Army not to engage in any hostile behavior in the county.

"Sir, the labor and supplies that the Count conscripted from the north will be transported to Tinets for four days. How can we get through these days?" As the commander-deputy officer responsible for collecting supplies, Albang's heart was already in chaos. The soldiers who were not covered in food were becoming increasingly difficult to control, and the army was about to mutiny.

Sauron looked back at the north, "I have ordered Klaus to bring grain recruiting soldiers sent by the flag teams to raise food in several small villages in the north. This barbaric bastard may bring back some surprises."

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Twenty miles north of the town of Tignets, a small village located on the border between Tignets and Lucesne Province was filled with smoke. The village was filled with fleeing civilians. A group of soldiers holding swords, spears and axes caught up with the civilians and slashed them.

After killing all the civilians in front of them, more soldiers and bandits began to break into their houses to loot all food they could eat. The pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks in the village were the targets of soldiers and bandits scrambled to grab them. Many soldiers and bandits fought and even met for a piglet or a chicken and duck.

A guy who looked like a messenger hurriedly opened the door of the elder's house in the village, sprayed a mouthful of bare wheat bread and reported to the commander of the grain collection team, Claude, the commander of the grain collection team, and reported to the report: "Mr. Claude, the grain collection soldiers of the Third Banner Team and the grain collection soldiers of the Fifth Banner Team fought and stabbed a friend, just for an old dog!"

"A group of wild beasts can kill anyone for a dog." As he said that, he pulled out the broadsword inserted into the farmer who fell to death by the woman and returned to the scabbard.

Claude paused at the door of the house, turned his head and ordered to the two personal soldiers, "You two will show me this bitch."

As he said that, he kicked open the door and walked towards the purgatory village.

While the Western Border Army's grain collection team was burning, killing and looting the village, a cavalry team with horse ties was hiding behind a small hill half a mile outside the village and watching a bandit act coldly.

At the top of the hill, a cavalry climbed behind the grass said anxiously to the officer beside him: "Sir Reyek, rush, and all those who do not rush into the village will be killed!"

Reyek, deputy captain of the cavalry team of the Wells Legion, turned his head and glanced at the anxious soldier beside him, "The captain repeatedly emphasized that the cavalry team will win with one blow. Can you win with one blow if you rush in now? Can your war horses charge when you enter the village? You can't stand this tragic situation. I think you'd better go back to the valley to farm."

The wandering knight Reyek was used to seeing the tragic appearances in the world. He had experienced more cruel scenes than slaughtering the village, so he was calm.

The anxious soldier turned his eyes to another deputy captain, Jafar, "Captain Jafar~"

"Shut up!" Jafar, who was lying in the grass and chewing hay, interrupted the soldier's words.

"Sir Reyek is right. You recruit, if you talk too much, just get out of here." Jafar can speak Burgundy more fluently now, and he is even more fluent in cursing.

The new cavalry finally stopped talking, just watched the village raging demons and snatched their fingers deep into the turf.

"The captain is back." Cavalry Sergeant Reid, lurking in the grass on the hills, whispered.

Sure enough, on the edge of the woodland behind the hill, three riders were racing towards the hills with the cover of the forest lines.

Jafar and Reyek led several cavalry back to the hills and met Lusinian, who was stalking the horse.

"Captain, how about it? Have these bastards separated from the brigade?" Reyek stepped forward and asked.

Lusinian glanced at the thick smoke in the sky not far away, "Yes, the Western Army has arrived outside the city of Tignes. These twenty or so bastards are single wild dogs."

"Let everyone get out of the sheath and tighten their saddles. Once they walk out of the village, they will immediately follow me to fight over, and strive to be wiped out!"
Chapter completed!