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

The wind whistled in the forests and mountains, and under the dim moonlight, in the camp where the Werli army was stationed, half of the Goltish soldiers who had been busy all day had fallen asleep, but the other half had not yet rested. They huddled in their tents, listening to the whistling wind outside, and did not dare to close their eyes even after the early morning.

The wind that started blowing in the evening did not stop after nightfall, but became stronger and stronger. Before entering the tent, the soldiers found that the moon in the night sky became dim. They did not know when the dark clouds came back.

After midnight, the sentries on guard outside the camp keenly felt that the temperature in the air had dropped a lot. It was much colder than the previous two nights. This made them worry about the coming weather. If there was no sunshine tomorrow, Enzos might have to experience a new round of cold wave.

Yesterday, the loss of the pass was still fresh in people’s minds. The pressure brought by the enemy had already made the soldiers feel panic. If the weather gets worse, the thought of the subsequent fighting in the mountains would be enough to make people tremble.

Because of this, in the anxiety, some soldiers, despite being physically and mentally exhausted, still dared not close their eyes and fall asleep peacefully. The camp was only a few kilometers away from the pass, which was considered a dangerous area. Although there were a large number of sentries guarding outside the camp, people still could not feel at ease.

Retreating overnight might be the safest way, but they had already walked hard on the mountain road for a whole day yesterday. To return overnight meant that they had to abandon their artillery and travel light, but of course they could not abandon their weapons and ammunition, so they had to spend a night here.

In the main tent, like those veterans with rich combat experience, Willy did not sleep. He sat alone in a camp chair, covered with a thick blanket, but it did not bring him any warmth. Willy kept thinking about how to fight next, and the more he thought about it, the more difficulties he felt.

Although he had confidence in the ambush points he had set up on the main roads before, after experiencing the battles in the past few days, he had reason to believe that if the situation continued to develop in this way, the army entering the mountains would probably be stuck in a quagmire. In addition to facing powerful enemies, the harsh environment was also eroding everyone's body and mind.

I don't know how long it had been, but when Willy's eyelids became heavy and his mind was in a daze, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded.

"what?"

Willy suddenly opened his eyes and shouted unconsciously, and the next moment he was shocked and rushed out of the tent in a hurry.

A sharp whistle broke the silence of the night. Willy rushed out of the tent and looked up to see countless soldiers rushing out of the tents in a panic. At the same time, the deputy ran towards Willy and shouted:

"Sir, there is an enemy attack!!!"

The sound of the whistle had already made Willy feel uneasy, because that was the warning sounded by the sentries on guard outside the camp. Now when he heard the word "enemy attack", cold sweat instantly broke out on Willy's forehead. Perhaps it was too cold outside the tent, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and Willy shivered unconsciously.

"Don't panic! Get ready for battle!"

"Where did the enemy launch the attack from? Stop them!" Although he was extremely confused, Willy reacted immediately and roared angrily.

"boom!"

As he roared, artillery fire had already sounded outside the camp.

"Hurry! Action! Action!" Willy shouted urgently, and the soldiers hurriedly rushed to the high point outside the camp with their weapons, while the artillerymen had already deployed a cordon outside the camp.

In the mountains and forests outside the Goltish military camp, the two wing combat groups of the Yan Army, which organized the offensive, were attacking the Goltish Army's outer cordon. Since no troops were deployed on the main roads, the Yan Army was currently only relying on multiple combat teams to carry out small-scale but multi-angle attacks.

At this time, just after three o'clock in the morning, in the deep night, a new round of fighting suddenly began.

On the other side, Dylan, who had received an urgent request for help from Kyle, arrived at the pass with his troops just an hour ago.

After arriving at the pass and meeting up with Kyle, Dylan immediately called together the officers to discuss the next battle plan. However, the discussion lasted less than an hour when the sound of artillery fire echoing in the mountains interrupted their meeting.

At this moment, the officers led by Dylan had hurried out of the tent and came to the commanding heights of the pass.

The moonlight tonight was much dimmer than the previous two days, and the entire Enzos looked dim and gloomy, but the bursts of fire in the distance were still exceptionally clear.

"Damn it! I knew it!" Kyle was anxious and angry, and punched the air.

Dinger bit his lip, his slightly pale face showing an extremely solemn expression, and murmured: "This is troublesome, what I worry about is what will happen..."

Dylan, who had just arrived at the pass an hour ago, just kept shaking his head, his weathered face full of helplessness. Ever since he received the urgent request for help from Kyle, he immediately led his troops into the mountains. Although the supplies had not yet arrived, this was the only thing he could do as the situation was urgent.

After arriving at the pass, he learned from Kyle that Willy, who had rushed to support the pass, sent a signalman at one o'clock in the morning to deliver the news that the pass had fallen, which surprised Dylan.

But soon, he felt a huge crisis was coming, because the pass had fallen and the troops in the mountains and forests on both wings were repelled by the enemy, so the position of the reinforcements would be very dangerous. In the message sent back, Willey said that he had asked the troops to find a "relatively good" location to set up camp and prepare to return to the pass after dawn.

But Dilan knew that in the current battle, time was absolutely of the essence. The risk for Willy to lead his army through a safe night was extremely high. Although the enemy had just fought a tough battle, who could be sure that they would not continue to launch an offensive?

Their main force had entered the mountains a few days ago, and now they have controlled a long section of the main road, so it is entirely possible that they will rotate the rear troops from the main road to launch an attack. Willy's idea was too simple and he did not consider the risks involved thoroughly.

Fortunately, Kyle, as his confidant, realized the crisis. After receiving the news sent back by Willy, he sent a signalman back at full speed to inform Willy to return to the pass with his troops overnight. At the same time, he sent 5,000 light infantrymen to rush down the mountain along the main road to support them, in order to prevent a surprise attack by the Yan people on Willy's army.

However, only two hours had passed since they set out, and the battle had already begun.

Listening to the rumbling of the artillery, Dylan sighed heavily, turned his head and looked at Kyle and said, "Not only will we lose a lot of people this time, but the losses will also be very heavy."