The Amber Sword: Act 475 Trumpet shrill cry I


The terrain around Minteye Fort is not complicated. ≤≤small≤said,

To the north of it is the open Olde Plain. The Olde and Patton rivers have washed out this river plain sedimentary zone. The north of the long and narrow valley plain is affected by the force of various chaos and forms a bark. The Patton Wilderness in the land is almost a flat river, which is conducive to the development of the army.

The east and south sides of the Minteye Fort are large forests located between Minteye-Paris-Chavrund. This vast forest is called the East Minteye Forest. There are two roads through the middle of this forest. Connected to Minteye fort. One of the avenues passes through the Griess ferry, while the other connects the satellite town of the only in the south of Fort Minteye, Horta.

Duke of Golan-Elsen reached out and clicked on this town on the map. The Trentheim people resisted fiercely here. The command attacked here was the deputy commander of the last northern noble coalition, a deputy of Marquis of Balta, and one of White Lion Legion. Very famous Knight commander. He can control the troop strength of Royal Academy Knights and the noble army of nearly two thousand people, but the Trentheim stationed here stayed in the town for nearly half an hour and did not let the noble commander win the place. It is said that the other The White Lion Knight formed by the sons of Sword Saint is indeed well-deserved.

However, already commissioned Buga's wizard to support him. Although no news has been returned for the time being, he will be able to succeed in one fell swoop. After all, there were neither witch nor abominable Druid there. After cutting off the back road of Minteye Fort, it can be regarded as a heart attack. In any case, this huge plan has been completed for more than half.

But things often go wrong.

Just as Duke of Golan-Elsen lowered the map in his hand, a Noble Knight rushed head-on, shouting anxiously: "Master, we have lost contact in the direction of Horta!"

"What's going on?" Duke suddenly jumped in his heart. The uneasy feeling in his heart seemed to be confirmed at this moment, and he quickly asked.

"It's not clear, sir, the first news was that a Sword Saint belonging to the royal camp appeared in the direction of Horta. It didn't take long for us to lose communication with that direction."

"Sword Saint?"

Golan-Elsen silently speculated in the heart of the Sword Saint who were loyal to the Corcova royal family, which one would suddenly appear in this place, but a Sword Saint is not a concern, how can one person affect the entire battle. Anyway, in the end, it will only be the army of the northern noble.

However, for insurance reasons, he still asked, "Have you sent scout to confirm the situation?"

"already dispatched."

"Which army is closest to Horta?"

"Unclear, but it seems that troops from Blackwater Bay have captured a village called Emden nearby."

“Oh, that's Gedum Baron and his Knights. Duke of Golan-Elsen nodded: "Let them go to Horta and take a cavalry from Southern Legion third brigade." "

"Understand. Lord."

Archduke of Golan-Elsen watched one's own Knight leave. He rolled up the map and put it in the map box aside. Can't help sighing, closing his eyes, reaching out, rubbing his forehead, he is not the first time on the battlefield for half a century, Aouine has hardly been fighting for a day, between noble and noble, between noble and mountain people, Aouinian and Madara's undead Between TT13 and each, the battles of all sizes were staged on the land of old kingdom. He was on the battlefield with the old Archduke of Golan-Elsen for the first time at the age of 14. At the age of 16, already was a qualified military noble. .

He even participated in the second Holy War. Although I haven't experienced the most sinister wars, my experience is more or less experienced. Duke of Golan-Elsen knew very well that everything in a war cannot be as planned. Only people without a real command battle will naively think that the war is carried out step by step and according to plan. Whoever has a more thorough plan, who can win.

But this is far from the truth. For those familiar with war, real war is more like a big adventure than luck. Especially on such a huge battlefield with a depth of more than ten kilometers, the two parties participating in the battle are almost obscured. The party that can control the sky and has the advantage of wizard strength may be slightly better. But inefficient orders and the speed of the army's reaction will make the original plan erroneous.

On the battlefield, it ’s better to have better luck than to compare who ’s plan is more thorough. Make fewer mistakes. If one side of a battle commits an unforgivable low-level mistake, the balance of war will often be tilted accordingly. This kind of mistake is often unavoidable. Sometimes the two sides of a war will repeatedly make multiple repeated mistakes. In the end, it will become Will of Mother Marsha to determine the victory of a battle.

For now, though, there are more or less sudden conditions on the battlefield, just like what happened to Horta. But both are still within acceptable ranges. Buga's plan is very bright, except for the part where the executor is Southern noble, other parts of this plan are perfectly reproduced.

Everything is moving in a good direction, but Archduke of Golan-Elsen always feels uneasy and feels like something has been missed. He reopened his eyes a little irritably, stood up from the table, and started back and forth in the same place.

He highly respects the efficient execution of Buga people. It is said that White Lion Guards, the offspring of Darus, command, has also shown such a level, but Duke of Golan-Elsen sneered at it. At least in the current battle, the opponent has not shown such a level, although their personal tactical quality and strength are indeed far beyond Aouine's domestic similar by much.

The gap between these two is so obvious, so what about one's own?

Archduke of Golan-Elsen himself couldn't figure this out. He walked back to the table, picked up the pipe, and seemed to be ready to light a pipe. However, under the irritable mood, he really did not have the patience to complete the meticulous work of filling the tobacco and lighting the fire. heavily put the pipe down again.

Then he heard footsteps outside the tent, and realized that the Knight sent out before finally returned and returned.

Master Duke finally couldn't hold back the uneasiness in his heart. He opened the curtain of the tent and eagerly asked, "What's wrong, have you figured out what went wrong in Orta's direction?" /

He suddenly shut up.

He saw that one's own Knight was pale, holding a crushed helmet in his hands, and stood trembling in front of himself. The dark helmet looks like the Knight face armor common to Southern Territory, stained with blood stains.

"What's wrong?"

Archduke of Golan-Elsen is calm, his hazel eyes in his sunken eyes are staring at the helmet.

"Sir ... Gordum Lord Baron he ..."

"What happened to him?"

"Lord Baron him ... he is already, and his Knights ... this is the news from the wizard adults of Buga ..."

"What's the matter?" Lord Duke restrained the anger in his tone and asked Shen Shen: "Isn't they north of Horta, could it be that they attacked without my order?"

Knight The throat knot is rolling and I can't say a word.

"How is Horta?"

"Master, Horta already was recaptured by Trentheim, and none escaped. The Trentheim launched a counterattack, and their already passed Emden ..."

"Gadham and his men are both cavalry, why did they not escape by themselves?" Although Duke of Golan-Elsen was not angry yet, the calm tone of already was enough to make his Knight tremble, and he fought tremblingly. Helmet in make a move, answer:

"Sir, this is the relic of Gedum Lord Baron brought back by Buga ..."

Duke of Golan-Elsen angrily waved off the Knight helmet, and the blood-stained helmet landed on the ground for several rounds before stopping.

He finally said angrily: "What do I want this **** thing to do, right, Buga people, could it be that they haven't caught up?"

Knight almost buried his head in the ground.

"Sir, adults of Buga have also suffered losses. They are convening manpower to surround them in the direction of Trentheim ..."

"Good, how long will they take?"

"This ..."

"I know, these **** guys can't be trusted at all," Duke of Golan-Elsen turned and walked back to the tent, angrily sweeping the contents of the table to the ground, ding ding rattled.

"Tell me. What is the size and composition of the Trentheim army? How did they get into our siege net? How many wizard do they have and where is their offensive direction?"

"Adult ..." Knight said endlessly: "We haven't figured out who are they, some people say they are the White Lion Guards defenders originally stationed in Horta, but we don't know exactly where they invaded us from Surrounded by them, they ... they don't seem to have wizard ... "

"It's nonsense without wizard!"

Duke of Golan-Elsen said angrily: "How can they defeat Gedum Mr. Baron and his Knight attendants without wizard, and how can Buga suffer such a big loss? Did this army come from Schafflund? Direction? "

"Sir, no," the Knight immediately responded, "The direction of Schafflund is still calm. There is no problem with the manpower we are stationed in that direction, and we will contact that direction every five minutes. "

"Very well," Duke of Golan-Elsen vomited one breath: "Then this army, they left Horta and attacked Emden again. Where are they going next? Is it Minteye Fort? Or Tagan?"

…… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net


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