Ultimate Assassin System

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This winter, it has undoubtedly become colder as the gray-coated army emerges from the sky and unleashes a tough attitude that can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

Although the entire northern part of Bran is not in a state of depression, there is always a huge haze hanging over it, and the dusk is heavy.

In the early morning, the sun was rising, and outside a large city in the hinterland of the north, the surrounding areas were quiet. Suddenly, a shrill police whistle suddenly rang through the sky, instantly breaking the silence here.

In an instant, there were crowds of people and chaos on the city wall. Until several murderous roars were heard, the disorganized city wall garrison stabilized slightly, and their long bows were pointing straight to the north. A few miles away, a billowing smoke carrying an iron-blooded aura was rolling in rapidly.

Soldiers who have experienced cruel wars can roughly judge the size of the soldiers from the smoke and dust at a glance. They are only two to three thousand cavalry. Even if they are all elite soldiers, they can completely defend this place with the tall city wall. Only these garrison troops who were dawdling in the rear and had never even been on the battlefield for most of their lives would be so panicked.

However, they probably sensed the tense atmosphere here to avoid misunderstanding. When the billowing smoke and dust approached the attack range of the city defense equipment, it obviously slowed down its momentum, revealing the majestic rolling flag - the Thunder Legion.

Immediately, miles away, the two sides looked at each other in silence. After a moment, several cavalry figures slowly rushed towards the city carrying the flag of the Thunder Legion. In the center of thousands of cavalry, a burly general with a black beard frowned at the still tense atmosphere on the far wall. There was some doubt in the slightly impatient look.

Put aside the combat effectiveness. The garrison is also a soldier. Naturally, it is impossible not to recognize the battle flag of the Thunder Legion. Logically speaking, the city gate should be opened now to welcome them. But now the rows of soldiers standing outside the city wall have no intention of putting down their bows and arrows. This is a bit puzzling.

The negotiation between the two parties did not seem to be going smoothly. After more than ten minutes, there was still no movement at the city gate. Just when General Blackbeard looked increasingly impatient, the few cavalrymen carrying the battle flag finally returned and charged, and the tall and heavy iron gate behind them slowly opened.

General, you can enter the city. However, the other party requires us to dismount and move forward.

He frowned, So careful...what's going on?

Back to General, a few days ago, some gray-clothed rebels pretended to be soldiers from the Tiger Roaring Legion who came for reinforcements. They deceived the city gates in the front theater at night and captured two strategically important military cities. So...

Is this happening? You idiot, don't they check the troop transfer token documents during the war?

It is said that the gray-clothed rebels used these two things to trick them into opening the city gate.

Uh...it's a good idea. General Blackbeard couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and waved his hand to make an advance gesture. Let's go to the city first.

The words just fell. Before the thousands of cavalry could dismount, they marched off. There were sudden commotions and uproar from the wall in the distance, the half-opened city gate closed again, and the bow and arrow that had been pressed down were raised again. But this time the direction is not this way, but the official road on the left.

Seeing the sudden change, naturally we can't enter the city again. Even looking at the smoke and dust rising faintly in the distance of the official road on the left, with an order, thousands of cavalry turned around and put into attack formation, and the murderous intent instantly rose high.

From the reactions of both sides in this very short period of time, it can be seen that the combat effectiveness of these thousands of dusty cavalry is far beyond that of the panicked garrison on the wall in the distance. The huge smoke advancing at high speed in the distance seemed to feel the iron-blooded momentum of the cavalry when it approached, and it slowed down after a distance.

Cang Yan Legion... Huh, it turns out it's this guy. He came quite quickly. He snorted coldly. General Blackbeard was not one of those idiots on the wall. He squinted at the blurred battle flags in the smoke and dust. Not only did he recognize the legion he belonged to, he seemed to He also knew the identity of the leading general and curled his lips disapprovingly.

Those who came were indeed the Cang Yan Legion's army, and their size was obviously much larger than that of the Thunder Legion that came first. A cursory glance showed that the number of soldiers was no less than ten thousand.

After a moment, several Cangyan knights approached, laughing loudly, Haha, it's better to come early than to come by chance. 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 Gary. Curling his lips, the strong man general named Barlow replied angrily as he looked at the sinister-faced middle-aged man who was also wearing the general's high-grade armor.

Really? Then who do you want to see, Ralph? The middle-aged general known as Gary has a gloomy temperament and seems to be quite deep in the city. Hearing this, he showed no sign of anger. Instead, he spread his hands and said another name, Relf...it's a pity that he died in the Northern Wasteland.

Shaking his head, Barlow said decisively: There is nothing to regret. This is the highest honor of being a warrior. If I can defeat the Northern Wasteland Imperial City with Marshal Zi Yi, even if I die on the battlefield and be shrouded in horse leather, this life will not be in vain!

Gary was silent after hearing this, and nodded slightly after a moment. Although he seemed to be very disapproving of Ralph in his words, he had to admit this statement.

At this point, the identities of these two people are self-evident. The crazy general of the Thunder Legion battle formation, Barlow. Cangyan Legion Northland Canglang, Gary. If you add the Silent Eagle of the Zichen Legion, Ralph. Those were the three famous generals who were sent by the three legions to encircle and suppress the Gray Army a few years ago.

Of course, the latter Ralph is dead. Although Zi Yi exposed his undercover identity back then, she did not make it public. Therefore, among Bran's army, he was only regarded as the one who defeated the Northern Wasteland Imperial City together with the Military God Zi Yi and died heroically in battle. He still enjoys a high reputation today.

After Gary also sent people to negotiate with the garrison, the city gate opened again, with the Thunder Legion in front and the Cang Yan Legion in the rear, slowly driving into the city. As soon as the armies of both sides moved, the difference in quantity and size between them became even more obvious.

Gary did not return to the army, but rode the horse with Barlow. Looking at the more than two thousand cavalry following him, he narrowed his eyes and smiled: Haha, it seems that your current situation is not very good. General Barlow.”

As a famous general of the Thunder Legion, the number of generals under Barro's command should not be less than ten thousand. Now that they are only bringing a mere two thousand cavalry, there is naturally a problem. Don't worry about it. His face darkened, Barlow replied firmly.

Gary smiled when he heard this and said no more. They all hang out on the front line. Although they don't belong to the same legion, they have naturally heard news about each other. This situation arises simply because of the unclear relationship between Barlow and the Gray Army, or to be more precise, his relationship with Captain Frey, who was supposed to be dead. So at this sensitive time, it will naturally be affected...

Of course, this topic should not be brought up again, otherwise it is not impossible to fall out. When he came to the city, Gary glanced at the soldiers with obviously different temperaments among the garrison on the wall, and nodded clearly: It's the Tiger Roaring Army. Well, I don't know who will lead the army this time?

After a pause, Yin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and watched a middle-aged officer with an indifferent expression saluting in the distance. His military posture was extremely standard. It was probably him who stopped the chaos on the wall just now. As if thinking of something, Gary frowned, This kind of temperament...

Barlow did not look at the city wall, but looked at the soldiers lined up at the city gate to greet them. They had a cold temperament and were wearing the silver-white armor of the Tiger Roar Legion. Grinning: It can't be that guy?

There was a wry smile on Gary's lips: It's hard to say, but I don't feel very good...

Welcome the two generals to come and help. The general has been hosting a banquet in the city for a long time. Please come with me. As soon as they arrived at the city, a uniformed officer stepped forward, performed a standard military salute, and said succinctly.

Gary looked a little strange and asked, Who is your general?

Bleta, General Bleta!

Touching his forehead, Oh! I knew it...

Fuck! Is that really that arrogant cock?

…………(To be continued...)