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Sebastian looked around and saw that no one had any questions, so he cleared his throat.

He lowered his head and looked at the map again. His finger moved again, pointing to the four slightly smaller red dots in the circle.

"These are the four medium-sized tribes under the White Tiger Tribe, and they are also the main targets of our war attack!"

As soon as the voice fell, Sebastian straightened his back, looked at the Bacon Legion Commander, and nodded.

Bacon Legion Commander nodded slightly.

"The plan is very simple. Sebastian, Kabu and I will each lead an army to quickly raid the medium-sized tribes!"

Kabu, the deputy legion commander of the Holy Helmet Knights, was slightly startled, and then asked in confusion: "Three teams, three medium-sized tribes, and there is another tribe!"

Bacon smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing that someone would ask this question, bent down, and pointed his finger at a blue line.

"This is the Wushui River. The camps of the three medium-sized tribes are on the south side of the Wushui River, which is close to the Apocalypse Kingdom."

Bacon moved his arm and pointed to another red dot that was neither too big nor too small. "This is a medium-sized tribe on the north side of the Wushui River. It is far away and not suitable for a short time!"

After a pause, Bacon said loudly: "Splitting the Holy Helmet Knights and the Zhenxi Corps into three teams is enough to destroy the medium-sized tribe."

"If the White Tiger has an ambush, one team of troops can also escape unscathed!"

This is the worst plan considered by Bacon and Sebastian. The White Tiger Tribe knew the actions of the Apocalypse Kingdom in advance.

Kabu asked again: "What happens after destroying the medium-sized tribe on the south side of the Wushui River?"

Sebastian said first: "The three teams will meet on the south bank of the Wushui River and head straight for the last medium-sized tribe!"

Bacon smiled, and then followed Sebastian's words and continued: "At this time, the general situation has been established, even if the White Tiger Tribe supports it, it will be useless!"

Bulks pricked up his ears and listened to every word of the plan.

"Will the Wushui River melt at the end of winter and block the army's progress!" Burkes suddenly asked subconsciously.

Bacon looked at Burkes, and Sebastian also looked at him.

Burkes swallowed his saliva in vain.

Sebastian explained: "Sir Burkes, don't worry. At the end of winter, the ice surface of the Wushui River is thick enough to support the army to cross the river!"

Hearing this, Burkes nodded, thinking that he was worrying for nothing.

Sebastian has been stationed in the North for many years, so he is very familiar with the environment in the North.

Since the start of the combat meeting, Duke Edwards, who has been silent for a long time, asked: "What about the small tribes under the White Tiger Tribe?"

Hearing this, Burkes glanced at Edwards and finally stopped his eyes on the map.

A closer look showed that there were indeed many small red dots on the map, and some of them were crossed.

"Lord Kyle has gained the trust of most small tribes through the Trade Chamber. As long as we defeat the medium-sized tribes and incorporate this territory into the Kingdom of Apocalypse, the small tribes will not resist!"

"But... Duke Edwards and Duke Lewis will have to trouble you to order the army to destroy these small tribes with small crosses!"

Edwards and Duke Lewis nodded slightly.

Bacon raised his head and looked directly at the golden knights, "Everyone, do you have any suggestions?"

Everyone shook their heads when they heard it.

"Since there is no opinion, the battle plan of the White Tiger Tribe is set!"

Bacon tilted his head slightly and looked at the snowflakes that were gradually getting smaller, "Three days later, launch an attack on the White Tiger Tribe!"

The next morning, the battle plan of the Northern Army against the White Tiger Tribe was placed on the desk in the study of the Apocalypse Palace.

Field picked up the document and read it carefully, with a slight smile on his face.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In the morning, the sky was dim and the flying snow turned into fine snow.

Inside the border fortress, the Holy Helm Knights and the Zhenbei Corps were divided into three teams, led by Bacon, Sebastian and Kabu.

The Holy Helm Knights were solemn and dignified, and their dark golden armor was particularly eye-catching in the white fortress.

Behind the Holy Helm Knights, there was a white expanse of snow. Without careful observation, one would not have noticed that this was an elite army.

Bacon, Sebastian and Kabu looked at each other in silence, nodded slightly, and kicked their mounts.

The three drove out of the fortress to the north, followed by the Holy Helm Knights.

As soon as they left the fortress, the army was divided into three groups and rushed in different directions.

A medium-sized tribe, the Nether Tiger Tribe.

A barbarian stretched out his right hand, and tiny snowflakes fell on his palm, and melted in a moment.

"The food is gone! Alas, it's a pity that we can no longer go to the Kingdom of Apocalypse to rob food!"

With a glance, the barbarian found that the snow was shaking slightly.

Listening carefully, he could faintly hear low trampling sounds.

The barbarian raised his head and narrowed his eyes. A black shadow suddenly appeared in the white open space.

"Oh no, the Kingdom's army!"

The barbarian was about to shout, but a spear pierced through the sky and pierced the barbarian's heart, killing him instantly.

The chief of the Nether Tiger Tribe heard the noise and walked out of the tent with a frown.

A large number of people wearing dark golden armor, their whole bodies covered in armor, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes!

Behind them followed the snow tide, no! Not the snow tide, but the soldiers wearing snow-white armor!

Seeing this scene, the chief's legs trembled, "Run!"

The chief said this and ran north alone.

In the camp, the barbarians who took up weapons and attacked the Holy Helmet Knights were trampled into meat paste in an instant.

Seeing several figures running towards the north, Burkes immediately turned his horse's head and chased them.

Seeing this scene, the commander of the Bacon Legion shouted: "Burks, be careful, there is a golden knight on the other side!"

Then, he turned his mount and rushed up after Burkes.

The barbarians were very fast, but no matter how fast they were, they were not faster than the monsters.

The two sides chased for a while, and Burkes rode his mount to block the chief.

"Don't die in vain, people of the kingdom. Five silver-level warriors and this gold-level warrior are enough to kill you!"

In the face of intimidation, Burkes was unmoved. There were not many opportunities to make merit and wash away the shame!

Seeing that Burkes did not make any move to give way, the chief was ready to take action immediately, and a shout came from behind.

"And me!"

Burks was immediately happy.

The chief of the Nether Tiger Tribe was startled, turned around, and saw that there was only one person, and immediately put down his worries.

Five silver-level warriors and gold-level warriors fought against two golden knights. The advantage is mine.

The chief's eyes were fierce, and his eyes flashed with cold light, "Kill them!"

In the blink of an eye, the three of them fought together.

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