At the same time, on the plains in the distance, a large army was marching towards Rayleigh.
"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! "The sound of the war drums seemed to be beating on the hearts of the people, making it difficult to breathe. The flag of King Gravel fluttered in the sky, and rows of soldiers walked down the hill, marching into the distance.
King Gravel sat on his warhorse, looking at the black mass of Northland soldiers walking past him, his heart filled with pride.
The warhorse under him was shaking its head and snorting, and the carved armor on his body was heavy and hard, which made him feel very comfortable, very comfortable.
The army in front of him was vast and endless, and King Gravel had brought almost all the troops that the Kingdom of Northland could mobilize, which added up to more than 30,000 people.
Accompanied by the majestic drums and the sound of horns, huge phalanxes were slowly moving forward. In between these phalanxes that were moving forward slowly, there was a long and thin passage like a wheat field, and the cavalry in charge of communication was riding back and forth.
Even in the eyes of outsiders, the army of Northland in front of him was definitely an elite division with strict discipline. King Gravel had such an army, and with reinforcements from the Guild of Mercenaries on Partheni Island and the Kuruth Kingdom on the plains, he was confident that he would not be defeated.
"Whoa!" Lord Horf was wearing the same armor, and he held his reins in front of King Gravel, and said loudly, "Your Majesty! Rayleigh is just ahead, do you want the troops to assemble first? "
"Ahem!" King Gravel cleared his throat, and he did not feel that his army needed to wait. He waved his hand and ordered his men, "Order the troops in front to form a phalanx and wait for orders! The troops behind continue to move forward! Just maintain the formation! "
What a joke, tens of thousands of Northland troops plus the advanced technology from the Empire. Even if the opponent's commander had the guts of iron, he would not dare to go against his army.
"Whoosh!" A gust of wind blew, and the grass rippled in the wind. The soldiers in gray steel armor walked up the distant hillside step by step.
"Your Majesty! I heard that they are already reorganizing their formation … Let's go! "Horf pulled his reins, turned his horse around, and began rushing forward. The cavalry on both sides of King Gravel also began to move forward. The ground was trampled by countless horse hooves, producing a dull thud.
The cavalrymen who held the flag high held it tightly in their hands. The Northland flag was pulled apart by the wind and fluttered in the wind. It was a pleasing sight. King Gravel rode on the horse's back. He clamped the horse's belly with his legs and pulled the reins to let the horse move forward.
A huge drum chariot pulled by several warhorses was right behind King Gravel. The drummers on it were still beating the war drums that were as tall as humans in front of them tirelessly. The dull drumbeats that excited King Gravel were the result of their hammering.
King Gravel, who was slowly moving forward on his horse, observed his army with the eyes of a leader. As they advanced, the infantrymen, archers, and cavalry on both sides maintained a very orderly formation.
The whole army moved without any noise. Even the footsteps of these soldiers were accompanied by the beat of the drums. There was not the slightest bit of disorder. No matter how one looked at it, the army in front of him was an impeccable and strong opponent!
The most elite troops of the Kingdom of Northland, including the most powerful combat power of the two lords, coupled with the newly expanded army — this lineup could definitely completely wipe out the enemies who came to harass Blackstone Fort.
It would be unreasonable if they still could not win. That was what King Gravel thought in his heart. He knew that each of these soldiers were carefully selected veterans, and their combat power had always been very strong. The rest of the troops were also newly trained elites, and each of them was a qualified soldier who had undergone strict training.
Just as King Gravel was feeling proud of his invincible army, a huge shadow blocked the sun above his head. It was as if a dark cloud had covered the sky above his head.
"Roar!" A deafening roar even covered the sound of the giant drums. A huge airship flew over King Gravel's head, and with an indomitable momentum, it climbed higher into the sky in the distance.
Then, before King Gravel could catch his breath, a second airship swept past the marching formation of the Northland army, and many soldiers looked up in fear. This airship was larger than the one that flew past, and looked even more terrifying.
Then, the third and fourth airships glided across the ground, and all the soldiers of the Kingdom of Northland were excited to see them. Although these airships were not very fast, and did not fly particularly high, these airships were no longer a privilege of the Empire, and they gave the soldiers of the Northland a firm morale and unparalleled courage.
"Your Majesty! Our vanguard has collided with the Empire's army that is currently entrenched in Rayleigh Town. These despicable bastards... "At this moment, an officer walked over to King Gravel and reported the latest situation.
"What's wrong?" King Gravel looked at the officer and choked up.
"They... They threw all the defenders of Rayleigh Town onto the city walls, and their bodies were badly mutilated. Our soldiers in front saw it with their own eyes." The officer said with tears in his eyes.
"Let the vanguard attack! We must avenge our fallen brothers! "King Gravel clenched his fist and ordered.
"Your Majesty, should we use the magic crystal cannons to attack the walls of Rayleigh Town first?" The officer said.
King Gravel had the same thought, and he immediately ordered, "Advance! Let the magic crystal cannons aim at Rayleigh Town first! "
Upon hearing his order, the flag bearers standing beside him began to wave the large flags in their hands, and gave the order to attack to each formation.
At the forefront, the formation of the Kingdom of Northland had already formed an attack formation, and the formation in the middle began to move forward again. After a few steps, the formations on both sides of the formation in the middle began to move forward. Soon, the newly formed magic crystal cannons were aimed at the enemy's walls not far away.
Under the heavy beating of the drums, the formation of infantry also began to move forward slowly, and the grey armor rippled. The sound of metal clashing against metal was refreshing.
Soon, this formation would be able to wipe out the enemy, take back the city, and destroy the expeditionary force of Blackstone Fort.
"Now, I'm here! Commander of Blackstone Fort, let's see how you defeat my invincible army! " King Gravel pulled the reins and urged his horse forward, bringing his guards to a hillside where they could overlook the entire battlefield.
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