Time hangs heavy on one's hands.

In recent days, Sir Francis's understanding of the term has gone deep into the marrow.

He led the remnants of the Sunflower garrison into a barren land full of hills, and waged a guerrilla war with the Gray Dove's extermination troops.

The only thing he was thankful for was that they had finally made contact with the garrison along the Benley River.

And the situation there is not much better than his.

Since the other side was attacking from the air, the soldiers along the coast were not aware of it at all. In addition, the gray dove still made some small moves on the other side from time to time, which affected the judgment of the garrison even more.

As a result, the garrison on the Benlei River was taken by surprise from behind by gray pigeons, and suffered heavy losses.

Although Sir Francis was angry, he could not but admire the Grey Dove Duke's thoughtfulness and use of his troops like a god.

It's been four years... It's almost four years! The grey dove on the other side never showed any sign of a major attack.

Sunflower did not send an eyeliner on the other side, but did not send back any news related to this attack.

The other party's secrecy work is really scary!

And that huge airship. It was only rumored that the Duke of Grey Pigeon paid 10,000 gold coins for a woman. But I never thought that this was just a disguise! What is spending 10,000 gold coins for a woman just to smile? Those 10,000 gold coins are basically buying a big killing weapon that fell from the sky! How can such a cold-blooded duke have a woman he likes?

Francis gnawed on a piece of stiff jerky and cursed the whole family of gray pigeons viciously.

But he didn't know that Grey Dove Duke Horley had no family at all.

But none of this matters, the most important thing is that he is happy.

"My lord, there seem to be signs of pursuing soldiers in the east, let's go!"

A knight burrowed into Francis's side and whispered.

These days they have been like a flock of frightened birds, driven by gray doves.

Francis felt that the days had passed very slowly, and he couldn't remember how many hours ago he had last closed his eyes and rested.

Yes, the damned grey pigeons, who never stop searching for them, even in the middle of the night!

"Let's go, take it lightly."

Francis put away his unfinished hard jerky and tightened his coat tightly, and the cat's waist went around the other side of the hill.

They can now only use their familiarity with the terrain to evade enemy pursuits.

The grey pigeons seem to have their focus on Port Blooment and the city of Blossoms in the rear.

I'm not sure if Baron Curtis, who was at Dorpen Fortress, did what he wanted to do and burn the fortress supplies?

Yes, just as the fortress was about to fall, Francis and Curtis decided to split up.

One of them fled south into the hills of the vast territory, and the other surrounded **, went out to find the eldest prince, and joined forces with him.

Curtis and Francis disagreed on whether or not the fortified supplies were burned.

In the end, although Francis forced the other party to take down the other party as a count, Baron Curtis has a lot of feelings for the fortress he has operated for many years. That's why Francis is worried.

If the entire fortress has fallen into the hands of the enemy, does he still think that he can get it back untouched?

Francis cursed, and then skilfully hid with the soldiers in the criss-crossing ravine.

After a short while, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance.

It should be a patrol sent by the other party. In the past few days, they have encountered this situation more than a dozen times. It can be said that Sir Francis has escaped experience.

He tucked his hands into his sleeves and closed his eyes and held his breath. Soon, the sound of horses' hooves was moving farther and farther above them.

Francis sneered and thought to himself: these Northland barbarians, don't want to catch yourself! And when the eldest prince comes back, it will be the end of the other party.

But suddenly, he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming back from far and near!

Francis's heart tightened, and he wondered if the enemy had found any traces.

He shrank back again, bringing himself closer into the shadows of the ravine.

But the frozen ground was hard and cold, and even with his thick coat, he could still feel the biting chill of the ground reaching his body.

It looks like winter is coming.... If they can't reclaim the territory as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be the hardest winter for the Sunflowers.

The sound of horses' hooves drew closer, and Francis's heart tugged at it.

He held his breath and pricked up his ears. Carefully identify the enemy's position.

And he held a dagger tightly in his sleeve.

Someone was talking overhead, and the other seemed to notice the signs of their march and wanted to go down into the ravine.

"Oops!"

Francis secretly said in his heart that once the other party descended to the bottom of the ravine, he would definitely be able to find their traces! There's no way, it seems that there is only one Bo!

He slowly drew the dagger from his sleeve and glanced at the soldiers beside him.

Everyone's expressions instantly became nervous, and they knew that their fate might be completely changed at this moment.

Sir Francis held out three fingers and snapped them down one by one, as if he was counting down.

When he put away his last finger, he saw the sir scream, pull out his dagger, and be the first to rush out!

The soldiers drew their swords and followed the grown-in-law, howling and rushing out of the ravine.

They're ready to fight! For the pride of being a Sunflower family! Also to wash away the humiliation of losing the city and territory for yourself! Maybe die in battle .... It's their best home.

"Kill~~! Fight with these Northland barbarians! ”

The crowd roared and roared, as if the louder it was, the more courage it would bring to them.

But just as this group of people rushed out of the ravine behind Francis, they saw that the identity of the group of pursuers above them was suddenly changed to the pursued?

The clash of ping-pong weapons was followed by a noisy sound of horses' hooves.

Francis's eyes suddenly darkened as he watched the battle above his head.

That's the Golden Sunflower Banner! Their eldest prince, Duke Sunflower, is finally back!

"Long live Your Highness!"

Francis climbed to the top of the hill with a dagger in his hand, screaming.

And above that, sure enough, it was the Grand Prince and his personal cavalry, the Iron Rhino Knights.

The heavy cavalry rushed into the enemy line from the flanks and annihilated the gray dove patrol.

And Francis finally met His Royal Highness the Great Prince, whom he missed in his dreams.

"Your Highness! Please cure me! Francis is incompetent and has not been able to defend the Sunflower Castle and the territory for you! ”

Francis was crawling on the ground and crying, and he erupted like a girl about the grievances and fears he had suffered these days.

The eldest prince rode on the black steed, silently watching his cronies.

When the other party finished talking and shouting about what happened in the past few days, the voice of the eldest prince came out.

"Arise, my sir, and let us tear apart these Northland barbarians with our swords and iron hooves! Roll out our banner and gather the remnants! I have sent someone to the royal capital to report to my father, and the reinforcements from the royal capital will soon arrive in the northwest. Other than that... My second brother should have received the news as well.... Although I hate him, I believe that he will weigh the pros and cons when facing foreign enemies together. ”

"Your Highness!"

Francis wailed at a high level until the Grand Prince reached out and lifted him up.

The earl wiped his tearful, snotty, dirty face from his sleeve, turned over and mounted a horse that the soldiers had brought in.

The majesty of the past seemed to have returned to him. He changed to a long sword and resolutely followed behind the eldest prince! This time it's different, this time he has a backbone! And with His Highness's indestructible Iron Rhino Cavalry Regiment! And all this made him feel extremely relieved.

At the same time, in the palace far away in the royal capital, Holger III, who received the news of the fall of the Western Frontier, looked a little blank.

He looked at the letter from his eldest son asking for help, and the messenger who knelt at the bottom of the stairs, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"Now that Xijing has been handed over to him... So how to defend against foreign enemies, he will also rely only on himself. If my crown prince of Holger cannot withstand even these difficulties, how can he inherit my throne in the future? You go back and tell Tyron that I won't send out the royal capital with a single soldier... If he fails, then someone else will take the place of crown prince. Survival of the fittest, our next monarch of Holger, will be the best of my children. ”

The heart of the soldier in charge of the herald was shocked! He looked up incredulously and looked at his king with some unreasonableness.

"Your Majesty! But the eldest prince ...."

Before the soldier could finish speaking, he saw a richly dressed man standing beside the king and began to scold.

"Shut up! Your Majesty didn't let you speak, so you didn't have the right to speak! Just go and spread the word! The eldest prince has been running the northwest for many years, and he has secretly attracted a large group of nobles, but now he has been attacked by the gray doves from the north in a few days? If he only has this ability, His Majesty really has to consider whether the crown prince is going to be passed on to him! ”

The herald gritted his teeth, and could only bow his head and retreat.

He felt a strange atmosphere in his heart!

Wrong! Something must be wrong! His Majesty could not have saved his own children without saving them! Be sure to send this news back to the Great Prince as soon as possible!

However, just then, as the herald walked briskly out of the palace gates, a burly man wrapped in turquoise armor stood at the end of the long corridor.

The herald felt a little strange, and he tried to pass sideways, but the other man took a step forward and stopped in front of him again.

He was a little surprised and said: "This lord, I am the herald of the great prince, and now the situation in the northwest is in crisis, please let me pass." ”

But immediately after that, the soldier's pupils dilated instantly! He looked at his abdomen in disbelief, and the man in cyan armor on the other side plunged the short sword into his body without saying a word!

The soldier stretched out his hand in disbelief, trying to remove the other's face armor.

But in the end, he still failed to do this, and only left a row of blood-red handprints on the opponent's armor.