In the military area of Cecil Territory, Gawain is sitting in the office building of the Military Intelligence Bureau. This place where all the intelligence circulation of Cecil Territory gathers is now temporarily used as the command center of this military operation. Various people from the front line News was continuously sent via fast horse messengers and carrier pigeons, allowing Gawain to grasp first-hand the situation ahead at any time.
Amber stood next to Gawain, reporting the information that had just been sent to her: "The Kant Defense Line and Baishui River Defense Line are ready, just as you expected before, that Horsman is indeed They boldly divided their forces - 50,000 people from the north went south along the Kingdom Avenue-Gravel Ridge line, and from the west they followed the Whitewater River and attacked the territory through Tanzan Town. According to their moving speed, Philip's side should follow first. The enemy is fighting."
Gawain nodded without any worry: "Most of the heavy artillery is deployed in the north of Tanzan Town, where there are also hundreds of 'Persuader' light rail guns, plus Minefields and shooting bunkers are not a big problem on Philip's side."
"Fifty thousand people - are you really not worried at all?" Amber looked at Gawain in surprise, "Although I am. I know you are big-hearted, but this number is too exaggerated... If these 50,000 people really want to swarm forward, even if there are artillery positions, they will not be able to stop it..."
"The problem is that they don't "They may be swarmed." Gawain shook his head while adjusting the perspective of the satellite overhead view in his mind. "The roads at the junction of Windward Hills and Gravel Ridge are bad, and there is no condition for charging or adjusting the military formation. Moreover, Horsman summoned Those 50,000 people...hum..."
Gawain couldn't help but snorted, with a rather disdainful expression on his face: "I almost don't want to call that an army...the aristocratic private soldiers of this era. There is almost no military literacy at all. They rely entirely on extraordinary knights to hold the battle, and then swarm them with numbers. They are more like undisciplined bandits than soldiers. Moreover, according to the general rules of aristocratic wars, they do not have a unified command system, and each small unit is completely If they fight independently, they will pour out from the gravel ridge in a chaotic manner, and then be bombarded by artillery... As long as the cannon explodes, do you think it is possible for those 50,000 people to rush up in a group? "
"...Well, I haven't seen a real battlefield anyway. You are an expert in this area," Amber curled her lips, then looked Gawain up and down, "But then again, you didn't go to the front line, so I still I'm a little surprised... Didn't you mean the rumored Gawain? Cecil often charged into battle and swept across the battlefield? Why are you sitting at the back instead..."
Gawain was doing something on the map casually. The marking charcoal was thrown aside: "Have you forgotten that I died while charging into battle in my last life?"
Amber: "..."
"Don't take it seriously, I just said it casually. ," Gawain smiled, stood up and walked to the window unhurriedly, "There are two real reasons. First, in the new fighting method of the Cecil Corps, generals with strong individual strength and charge into battle will understand It's becoming less and less important. I don't need to charge forward. I just need to ensure that I'm on the front line.As long as you have a good commander, secondly, I stay here... to prepare for 'guests' who may come to visit. ”
As Gawain spoke, he looked into the distance through the crystal window of the Military Intelligence Office Building. His sight seemed to have crossed the vast wilderness and woodland in the north, reaching the windward hills and hills on the front line. On the gravel ridge...
On the poor slope of the gravel ridge, Luo Penny Grant raised her head and looked at the increasingly scattered and noisy team in front of her, with a cold and indifferent expression on her face. .
The knights she brought were guarding her, and the three mages and several priests in the territory were also nearby. Beyond that, there were the retinues, militia and levies brought by the knights. She is young and strong. As a viscounty that has just recovered from the disaster ten years ago, the Glenland can send out not many people, but at this moment there are thousands of people guarding the female count. These The whole "army" occupies a large and medium-sized section, and when the bagpipes are playing, it is quite lively and energetic.
Because they had just taken a break not long ago, the whole "army" was in full swing. "Looking full of energy at this moment, the messy soldiers on all sides have a joyful look. This is the mood that they will be able to plunder and earn "glory" agitating them. Luo Penni Grant is watching indifferently like an outsider. Watching all this, after passing another crossing, she turned her horse's head and approached a knight with a beard: "Where are we? "
"Mistress, we will be out of Gravel Ridge in a few miles," the knight said with a smile. "After Gravel Ridge, we will reach Windward Hills further ahead. "
Luo Penni looked at the bearded knight and suddenly asked: "I still remember ten years ago... you were the guard of the castle. "
The expression on the knight's face seemed to be stiff for a moment, but soon turned into a respectful look: "It is an honor to serve you. "
"Of course, it's your honor," Luo Penni showed a charming smile, her eyes swept around, and familiar faces fell into her eyes - the castle ten years ago The guards, the mage advisors of Glenland, the bridge guards, the sentries, the archer captains...the faces were changing in her field of vision. Slowly, their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of fire, blazing. The burning fire, the fire that could scorch the castle door, made her smile brighter and brighter. That bright look had not appeared on her face for ten years, and it suddenly bloomed at this moment, almost dazzling the people around her. “Today is a day full of glory. ”
“A day full of glory! "The knights, retinues, and militiamen didn't know why, but since the lord said so, they immediately waved their arms and cheered loudly, "A day full of glory! ”
Luo Penni took a deep breath. At the end of her sight, some smoke rose from the forest, which seemed to be a common forest fire in this season.
This woman Jue's body shook slightly, and then he held his forehead: "I'm a little dizzy.. "
The knight immediately stepped forward to show his courtesy: "Mistress, do you need to stop? We can switch places with Viscount Panilla behind us. "
"No, you guys keep moving forward, I'll leave some guards here to take a rest," Luo Penni shook her head, then looked at the knight in front of her with a smile, "Don't fall behind the team - —Go forward quickly. "
The knight accepted the order - or in other words, he himself did not want to fall behind in this war that was destined to be a great victory and plunder countless things, so he immediately turned his horse's head and headed The hostess stayed behind and led the team to move forward.
While Luo Penni Grant left the team with less than a hundred guards she selected and came to a quiet place on the roadside. place, quietly watching them move forward.
In the distant forest, a second smoke rose.
Count Horsman and the team he led walked out. At the intersection of gravel ridge, the narrow and difficult mountain road finally came to an end. In front of it was a place with the same bad road conditions, full of gravel and potholes, but at least it was an open land.
Morning. He couldn't help but smile after walking enough of the mountain road, and around him, the knights had begun to urge the soldiers forward, sorting out their formations in the open ground, and counting the number of stragglers - those of other nobles. The team was doing similar things after reaching the open area, and this desolate place suddenly became lively.
Count Horsman rode forward on his horse, and he did not want to deign to do that. For things that require shouting and losing grace, as a count, he has excellent military advisors, so military advisors and knights naturally help with many things.
A low and ethereal sound seemed to come from far away. A muffled sound in the distance reached the count's ears. Although there was quite a bit of noise around him, the muffled sound still caught his attention. He looked curiously towards the direction of the sound - it was the third scene this spring. Is the rain coming? Thunder at this time is not a good sign.
Earl Horsman's mind wandered, and then he heard another strange sound coming from high in the sky. There was a sharp, whistle-like sound, getting higher and shriller, as if something was approaching from the sky.
Then there was thunder - on the ground. /p>
An unimaginable and terrifying loud noise suddenly exploded on the plain. No one could see clearly what fell next to them. With this thunderous bang, countless rocks and soil flew into the sky. There were also mixed with the newly torn human body and the remains of the war horse. Count Horsman felt as if he was hit by an invisible giant hammer and flew up. Various colors of magical light burst out from his gorgeous count's cloak. Almost all the carefully collected protective weapons were blown to pieces at this moment, and then he felt the terrible impact directly on himself. His internal organs were shaking, his bones were shaking, and he was trembling. Falling apart in VietnamAs he looked higher and higher, he saw more "thunders" exploding one after another in the open ground.
Continuous explosions came, as if hundreds of angry magicians were casting destructive magic in the sky. The entire open area was almost instantly covered with flames, smoke, debris and endangered objects. The cries of the dead were covered, the knights roared loudly in fear and consternation, the out-of-control soldiers and horses were rampaging on the hellish battlefield, and the magicians used various protective spells in vain, but Their sparse and weak magic shields were as small and fleeting as a few sparks in the darkness on the entire battlefield - when the magic crystal shells weighing dozens of kilograms exploded, they could easily tear apart their hastily built defenses. And due to the impact of mana explosion and turbulence, many mages who held up the shield died even faster: the powerful magic impact destroyed their spellcasting environment, and it was impossible for the fragile nervous system of humans to control it in this situation. With those violent energies, the mages bled to death behind their shields. Before their shields were extinguished, their brains had been burned to ashes by their own magic power.
In the explosion, Count Horsman finally landed, or the part of him including his head finally landed. He couldn't feel where his hands and feet were, but he could feel his life. It was dying rapidly. Before his vision completely turned black, he saw a burnt and twisted metal fragment suddenly fall in front of his eyes. A line of text was vaguely visible on the metal fragment:
...This is our argument.