Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

"Yes."

The three veteran generals were startled, knowing that the Seventh Uncle was not exaggerating the facts, but they did not dare to think of the worst possible scenario regarding the Allied Forces' approach.

Even though they were extremely anxious, they could not lose their composure at this moment and all followed orders and returned to their respective bases as quickly as possible.

As expected by the Seventh Uncle, three days later, the coalition forces of the two countries pressed forward like a surging tide, a huge black mass coming in overwhelming force, as if they were going to swallow up the entire Dayuan Dynasty.

A heavy sense of oppression permeates the air all the time, and all the military villages under Shuanglongguan are now shrouded in a tense and oppressive atmosphere. People's faces are full of fear and anxiety, and their eyes reveal deep worries about the unknown fate.

Next to the farmhouse, the elderly villagers were trembling with their hands, looking worriedly at the looming war in the distance.

Farm tools fell silently on the land they had worked so hard on. They were the hope of life for the lower-class people. But now the land was about to be engulfed by war. The people were anxious and waiting for the war to rage mercilessly. Apart from holding on to their uneasy hearts, they didn't know how to protect their homes.

The women in the village hugged their children tightly, their eyes filled with tears. The children looked at the adults' panicked expressions in horror, not understanding what was about to happen, but the tense atmosphere swept away their usual joy.

The women were filled with despair. They were also worried that their husbands and sons in the military camp would be taken away by the biggest war in a hundred years and never return.

The civilians who were not registered as military personnel were filled with anxiety, worrying about the fate of the dynasty and fearing for the future of themselves and their families.

Some people did not even have time to sell their property, and hurriedly packed their bags to flee the land that was about to become a battlefield. They were just confused, not knowing where to go under the iron hoofs of the other two powerful countries.

Other people clenched their fists, struggling with the decision to stay and defend their country.

The lively scene in the market had long disappeared. Merchants hurriedly packed up their goods, wanting to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

People were pushing and shoving, there was chaos.

A few shops were still open, but the prices inside had skyrocketed. Even so, food and daily necessities had been sold out, as if people were making final preparations for the impending disaster.

Along the border, the mountains are like silent warriors, quietly guarding the territory. The rugged outlines are particularly cold, and the trees on the mountains sway in the wind, withered and yellow leaves falling one after another, as if mourning for the impending disaster.

The flags on the city walls fluttered in the wind. The soldiers looked serious, patrolling nervously, checking their weapons and equipment, and strengthening their defenses.

Their eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, but also a hint of fear of the unknown. The entire border was filled with an atmosphere of tension, fear and despair.

At that time, more than half a month had passed since the allied forces of the two countries had fully pressed on the border. Just as the Seventh Uncle had expected, the allied forces of the two countries did not intend to break through any pass when encircling the border, thus tearing a hole in the Dayuan defense line. Instead, they made a comprehensive layout and launched wars at multiple points.

At first glance, dispersing the coalition forces and launching attacks at each pass might seem to dilute the coalition forces' offensive power, but it also dispersed our forces evenly.

Moreover, the strength of the coalition forces has been increasing from 800,000 at the beginning to more than 1.3 million in the past half month.

Dayuan's military strength was only over 500,000. In terms of numbers, the coalition forces of the two countries had more than twice as many troops as Dayuan.

Although the coalition forces have only laid siege but not attacked so far, and seem to be gathering more troops and preparing for action, it is not easy to take over the Dayuan border.

Not to mention that several important checkpoints on the border are guarded by veteran generals. After the rebel general appeared, the defense of each checkpoint was upgraded by more than one level from weapons to manpower configuration after the Seventh Prince took over.

After entering the border, Lin Xiaoyue combined the experience of later generations and gave many amazing and admirable suggestions on weapons such as catapults, door-blocking knife carts, wolf-tooth batons, and Yaksha spears to resist enemy attacks.

On this day, the sky was gloomy. The prince, Lin Xiaoyue and others looked up at the dark sky on the city wall, feeling the obvious warmth in the air and feeling vaguely uneasy.

Soon, the enemy army outside the city approached in large numbers. A hundred thousand soldiers gathered in a dense array, and the battle array was mighty. Their footsteps seemed to shatter the earth, flags fluttered, swords and spears stood in rows, and the sound of horns shook the valley.

On the other hand, on their side, there were only 30,000 soldiers defending the city. The huge disparity in numbers made the air seem even heavier.

The prince and Lin Xiaoyue were on the corner tower of Sangguo Town, overlooking the endless stream of enemy troops attacking from below, using ladders to cross the moat. The surging momentum was terrifying.

The sound of trumpets, shouts of killing, the neighing of horses, the clashing of swords, and the shouts of killing intertwined together and resounded through the sky and the earth.

The enemy's archers launched the first attack, and dense arrows rained down on the city wall.

The soldiers on the city wall quickly raised their shields to block the attack. The arrows hit the shields and made crackling sounds, like the drumbeats of death.

The enemy troops in the rear took advantage of the situation and began to set up ladders to try to climb the city wall.

The soldiers defending the city fought hard, stabbing down the enemy troops who climbed up the ladders with their spears, and using Yaksha spears and wolf-fang bats to strike back at the enemies who tried to attack from the ladders.

Countless sharp stones were loaded into catapults and thrown at the enemy below. Wherever they passed, fresh lives became fragmented. But those who fell became stepping stones for the next batch of soldiers.

Under the city wall of Sangguo Town, wave after wave of enemy troops surged up and attacked the wall desperately.

Because this place was once a pass of Tiansheng, it was not reinforced with cement in time after it was closed. Therefore, under the continuous attacks of the enemy, loopholes gradually appeared in the defense of many city walls, and there were even a few places that were about to be breached by the enemy.

The enemy soldiers rushed forward frantically under the orders of their generals. Even though the bodies of their comrades were lying at their feet, and the sky and the ground were filled with the glaring red and the smell of rust, they no longer cared about anything else and were blood-thirsty.

"Charge! Kill! They only have tens of thousands of people. Our force is three times theirs. We can crush these big pigs with just our heads."

"Kill, kill all the Dayuan pigs and take back the pass. Sangguo Town will be ours."

"Dayuan pig, prepare to die. Hahahaha."

"Come on, come on, I'm going to kill a lot today and exchange the heads of you big source pigs for military merit."

"Come on, brothers. The gate of Sangguo Town is about to be breached. If we rush in, they will be finished. Hahaha."