Chapter 178: Surprise Attack on Huming City (1)

March 8, 290 in the Imperial Calendar of the Britannia Empire.

8:13 am.

On the top of a high mountain 3 miles away from Kalanya.

A long-haired man and a short-haired man were sitting opposite each other on the top of the mountain, both holding cups filled with black tea, sipping them in small sips.

"Don't tell me," the short-haired man said to the long-haired man, "I think the black tea from the Britannia Empire tastes really good. It feels extremely fragrant."

"After all, the nickname of the Britannia Empire is the 'Land of Black Tea.'" The long-haired man laughed, "Isn't there a famous saying in the Britannia Empire? 'You can't fight a war without black tea.' It's really true. Yeah, I really don’t understand why people in Britannia love drinking black tea so much..."

"This should be regarded as one of the world's unsolved mysteries." The short-haired man continued, "Why the Britannia people love drinking black tea so much is just like why the Xilan people love drinking so much. They are both the world's unsolved mysteries. mystery of."

After saying that, the short-haired man raised the cup in his hand, took a sip of the black tea in the cup, and then continued:

"But you and I have been spies in the Britannia Empire for so long, and it seems that we have become a little bit infected with the habits of the Britannia people without knowing it. When I am thirsty now, the first thing that comes to my mind is The thing is not to find water, but to find black tea to drink.”

After saying that, the short-haired man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After hearing what the short-haired man said, the long-haired man was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a series of laughter:

"Hahahaha! It seems to be true! I used to hate drinking black tea! But now that I have been in the Britannia Empire for so long, I even like drinking black tea without knowing it!"

"The Britannia Empire is such a terrible country." The short-haired man said in a mocking tone.

"Yes, do you still remember...huh? Hey! Look! The 150,000 Britannia troops stationed in Kalania are making moves!"

As soon as the long-haired man finished speaking, the short-haired man immediately put down the cup in his hand like a conditioned reflex, then turned his head and looked in the direction of Kalanya.

This long-haired man and short-haired man are spies of the Rollin Empire lurking around Kalania.

The hilltop where the two of them are now has a very good geographical location. From this hilltop, you can overlook the entire scene of Kalania.

Therefore, after receiving the task of "monitoring the movements of the 150,000 Britannia troops stationed in Kalanya", the long-haired man and the short-haired man lived on this mountain, always monitoring the movements of the 150,000 Britannia troops stationed in Kalanya. The movements of Nia's 150,000-strong army.

In the past few days since these two people lived on this hilltop, the 150,000-strong army has been gathering in Kalania, but there has been no movement.

And now, the two of them's wait has finally come to fruition!

The two of them looked at Kalania and found countless densely packed small black spots, moving slowly.

——These densely packed little black dots are exactly those 150,000 soldiers.

Looking at the slowly moving dense black dots, the short-haired man sneered:

"Is the Britannia Army finally going to march to the east? I hope they can fight more fiercely with the Franks. It is best to hurt both sides, so that our Luolin Empire can pick up the slack."

The long-haired man standing next to the short-haired man also nodded, and then said:

"It would be best if the Britannia could be defeated. After all, I hate the Britannia more than the Franks... huh?"

Before the long-haired man finished speaking, he gave a slight "hmm" and then frowned.

"What's wrong? Why are you frowning so deeply?" the short-haired man asked in confusion.

"I always feel..." the long-haired man hesitated, "the movements of the Britannia Army are a bit strange..."

"strangeness?"

When the short-haired man heard this, he immediately turned his head and once again looked carefully at the slowly moving army of 150,000.

After careful observation, the short-haired man also noticed something strange.

I always feel like something is not right, but I can't put my finger on it.

"Let's take a closer look," the long-haired man said.

"Yeah, okay." The short-haired man responded.

The two of them observed the slowly moving army of 150,000 without even blinking.

After nearly half an hour, the long-haired man's eyes suddenly widened, and then he shouted in a tone of anger and disbelief:

"Damn it! The Britannia army is actually marching south!"

"Towards the south?" The short-haired man also asked in surprise at this time, "Isn't the Britannia Empire's 'Spring Awakening' offensive aimed at the Frank Empire? Then what are they going to do in the south?"

"South...South..." the long-haired man murmured, with large beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, "Could it be that?!"

The long-haired man stood up with a whoosh, and then shouted to the short-haired man:

"Quick! Send this information about Kalania's 150,000 Britannia troops marching south quickly back to the general headquarters in Huming City!"

"Yes Yes!"

The short-haired man was just like the long-haired man, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Anyone who can be a spy is naturally not a fool.

At this time, both of them realized a terrible thing - the Britannia Empire's "Spring Awakening" offensive was not targeting the Frankish Empire!

"Don't panic!" the long-haired man encouraged the short-haired man, and at the same time encouraged himself, "If we send this information back to the headquarters in Huming City now, it will take about five days, and Britain Niya's 150,000-strong army, even if they march forcefully, will take nearly 10 days to reach the border of the Luolin Empire."

"That is to say, Hu Mingcheng's headquarters has nearly 5 days to command and deploy defense!"

"Although five days is a short period of time, it is enough for Huming City's headquarters and the garrison at various strongholds on the northern defense line to be ready to face the enemy!"

"Yes, yes!" The short-haired man swallowed and became a little calmer. "There's still enough time! We still have 5 days to prepare! Hurry! Go prepare the homing pigeons! We have to prepare the carrier pigeons as soon as possible. This information is sent back to Huming City! If it is sent back one second earlier, the headquarters in Huming City will have one more second to prepare!"

Having said that, the long-haired man and the short-haired man hurriedly ran down the mountain, preparing to send back to Luo Lin the urgent and important information that "Britannia's army is marching south". The headquarters of the empire's northern defense line is located in Huming City.

However, the two did not expect it.

A sharp knife was stabbing hard at Huming City, the "heart" of the northern defense line of the Luolin Empire, at an extremely fast speed!