The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

In Tuyuan Kingdom, when the name of the eagle on the Red River is mentioned, everyone will give a thumbs up!

The reason is that Mitri is famous!

Mitri was born in Honghe, Tuyuan Kingdom, and fought on the battlefield at a young age. He had already made numerous military exploits when he was only twenty, and his reputation was so great that he could be said to be a household name.

He is the target of countless Tuyuan young men, and he is the most supported person by the soldiers on the battlefield!

In Tuyuan Kingdom, there is a saying that if Mitri could have been present during the battle with Daqian in Xijing five years ago, then Xijing would never have been taken away by Daqian.

It was a pity that Mitri did not fight in that battle. He was seriously ill at that time and missed the battle.

After that, Tu Yuan's army was defeated by the Red Flame Army and returned.

Since then, Xijing has become the territory of Daqian.

But now, Mitri, the hero of the Red River, has personally led his troops here, making everyone here excited!

In the camp, Mokodin grinned.

"Okay! Haha! Even Mitri is here. In this battle, our Tuyuan will definitely win!"

"The army of 400,000 plus my current 120,000 soldiers and horses, that's 520,000 people! How can Da Gan stop it? Hahaha!"

At this moment, the excitement in Mokedin's heart even made his hands tremble.

He didn't expect to be able to send so many soldiers and horses this time. With this number of soldiers and horses, wouldn't it be possible to sweep them through!

Although the war has not yet begun, Mokodin knows in his heart that as long as the war begins, it will definitely be a crushing force!

The other generals in the camp all had red faces, and they immediately spoke:

"Marshal, the emperor can send an army of 400,000 people this time. Xijing seems to be within easy reach!"

Mokodin nodded and smiled: "That's natural!"

"How can King Zhenbei deal with so many people?"

"If Emperor Daqian doesn't send troops to support him, then he will be fighting alone. It seems that it won't be long before he will die under our iron hoof!"

Speaking of this, Mokodin looked fiercely and sneered:

"I killed 80,000 soldiers and horses before. This time, I want his entire army to be annihilated!"

"We must cover this land with their flesh and blood! Once this winter is over, the soil will be extremely fertile next year! Haha!"

As soon as the words fell, all the generals in the tent laughed.

On this day, the entire Tuyuan Military Camp was in a state of excitement! !

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At the same time, at the border of Tuyuan Kingdom.

On the frost-covered ground, a mighty army was marching forward.

This army was so numerous that it was difficult to see the head at a glance. Everyone was wearing armor and holding various weapons. Under the iron helmets that obscured their faces, there was a stern expression.

At the rear of the army, countless armored war horses trampled on the ground, making heavy breathing sounds.

The man on the horse was dressed in silver armor and held a cold spear in his hand. The tip of the spear was cold and glowing with cold light. In this winter day, it looked murderous and ferocious.

And at the very rear of the army, countless horses pulled tall siege weapons!

There are those thick siege hammers, they are driven by eight-wheeled wooden carts, and they have to be dragged by countless horses in front of them, which shows how heavy they are!

There are also the towering siege towers, ladders and other objects.

There was also the fén Wēn cart that covered the soldiers' advance. The fén Wēn cart was covered with a layer of rawhide, so arrows could not be shot into it. With the fén Wēn cart's cover, the soldiers could avoid bows and arrows and successfully arrived. City gate!

Not only that, but there are also the heavy crossbows. They are set up on wooden carts and are huge. If the thick arrows are shot, even the shields made of fine iron cannot stop them!

And this army brought hundreds of such large siege weapons and long-distance combat weapons!

The horses pulled the wooden carts, dragging them forward step by step with their heads lowered, white breath blowing out of their mouths.

At the forefront of the army was a group of cavalry wearing crimson armor. Compared with other soldiers, they were taller and stronger.

Even the war horses under their crotches are extraordinary. These war horses have translucent coats and strong bodies, which make people know they are extraordinary at a glance.

At this moment, among this group of cavalry, a tall blond man stood out the most.

His eyes are deep, the bridge of his nose is high, and a golden sword hangs from his waist, decorated with five-color gemstones, which are so dazzling that it is difficult to look directly at him.

But no one would regard this sword as just an accessory.

Under this sword are countless enemy heads, carrying countless glory!

This is a sword of glory!

The sword holder is none other than the famous Red River hero, General Mitri!

Next to Mitri was a man in a leather jacket.

The man in the fur coat had a gloomy expression on his face and said, "General Mitri, I know the King of Zhenbei very well. He is very ambitious and has great plans."

"Having killed 80,000 soldiers and horses of Marshal Mokodin this time, he will definitely launch the next attack."

"If the King of Zhenbei doesn't eradicate it completely, he will definitely lead his troops out to fight Tuyuan in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mitri shook his head, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

"I heard that the king of Zhenbei is named Qin Ze, and he is the son of Qin Haotian. Five years ago, Qin Haotian took Xijing away from my Tuyuan, but now it is his son who is here again, haha."

"If I had come to fight Qin Haotian five years ago, what happened today would not have happened."

"It's a pity that Qin Haotian died early, so I can't kill him with my own hands."

Having said this, Mitri took out a necklace from his collar. The pendant of the necklace was a cross-shaped pendant.

Mitri lowered his head, held the cross pendant, put it to his mouth reverently, and whispered:

"In the name of God, let me, Mitri, kill King Zhenbei and send his dirty soul to hell."

"Tuan Yuan's 80,000 warriors, I will use the blood of King Zhenbei to wash your clear souls, so that you can rest assured in heaven."

After saying this, Mitri stuffed the pendant into his arms and continued: "God said that King Zhenbei has already died, and he will go to hell."

The man in the leather jacket frowned, with a complicated expression on his face, but he still echoed: "That's what the general said!"

Mitri shook his head and corrected with a solemn face: "No, this is God's revelation."

The man in the leather jacket tensed up and echoed: "Yes, that's true."

Then he changed the subject and said:

"This time we have many soldiers, brave generals, and countless sharp weapons. This Qin Ze will definitely die at the hands of the general!"

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and felt a wave of emotion in his heart.

When he left the Beiku Grassland, he moved to Tuyuan Kingdom several times, and then successfully became an aide to Prince Arthur of Tuyuan Kingdom with his sharp tongue.

This time Tuyuan Kingdom was able to send an army of 400,000 troops here precisely because he and Prince Arthur clarified their interests.

He said that he would not only recover Xijing, but also kill Qin Ze. If he didn't get rid of him, sooner or later he would take Xijing away, and even send a large army to expedition to Tuyuan Kingdom.

He was born in the Beiku grassland and used the experience of the Huma tribe's destruction to lobby, which naturally added a lot of credibility.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head slightly, gritted his teeth, and had a stern expression on his face.

"Qin Ze, when you destroyed my Huma tribe, now I have come with the soldiers and horses of Tuyuan Kingdom! This time, you will definitely pay for it with blood!"

"No! Apart from you, this Dagan will also be destroyed!"

"Let me, Tu Shadong, witness your death with my own eyes!"

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At the same time, outside Xijing City.

In the Beiliang military camp.

Numerous war horses dragged wooden carts, with huge boulders placed on them. The soldiers in front led the horses and transported them.

Some of these huge stones were taken from outside the city, and some were obtained from Xijing City. They were transported together, and the piled stones almost formed a hill.

Although there are already a lot of stones, the soldiers are like hard-working worker ants, still working tirelessly to transport them.

Moving the rocks has been going on for two days...

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