Power and Empire Chapter 1858: Blood and fire, the battle for northern Gaul (3)
with intoxicating red wine in his hand, he was sinking into the beautiful Duke Simon who sent a competitor to the battlefield with a sense of accomplishment. Hearing the anxious whisper of the attendant, he was a little dumbfounded, Tie Lan's Kyoto Army did not go to support Baishan, Baishan was lost, and Antura's door opened!
There is something more shocking than this
Tielan’s Kyoto Army took the warrant issued by him and ransacked him after spending countless hard work and hoarding military resources.
That bastard! How dare you do this? That's 60% of the supplies! Duke Simon’s hand smashed the wine glass, the glass shards tightened his mouth, his hands were bleeding, and his heart was bleeding even more, feeling the evocative red wine in his mouth exuding bitterness that is hard to swallow,
his eyes flickered like the wolf Duke Simon, he was silent for a while, and then gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the logistics officer who reported the report still there?"
"Just outside the chamber door! I didn't dare to let him go" the attendant said cautiously with an ugly face,
"What you did is right, this person can't stay, deal with "Duke Simon shot a cold luster in his eyes, and said murderously." This news must be kept strictly confidential. Now the material is the life of the army and it is also us. To control the guarantee of the Northern Army, we must not let those who have always wanted to get rid of us know that Antura’s supplies have been evacuated! We cannot mobilize them!"
"But, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this secret for long...The attendant is a little worried" I will immediately order them to the battlefield, as long as they are on the battlefield, they will not have the energy to make trouble! And the dead don’t need to eat! "The Duke Simon's tone was frigidly cold." On the contrary, the logistics officer's problem is more difficult. How many people saw him here tonight? "
"It's all our people outside, and the guards blocked him outside! No one saw him except the cavalry who was in charge of spreading the message!" The attendant thought for a while and replied
"Then it's simple, let's deal with it!" Duke Simon wrinkled his mouth with a deep face
At the door of the chamber, the logistics material officer Viscount Braundo is waiting anxiously,
saw the Duke attendant coming out from inside. Anxiously stepped forward and asked, "My lord, did the Duke have a reply? If you can't get supplies in the near future, the logistics will be paralyzed! Then the whole army will be in an uncontrollable chaos!"
"The Lord Duke has ordered the mobilization of supplies from Liander and it should be there in two days!" The attendant answered him calmly, and said that Lord Duke was very grateful for his due diligence. After taking a cautious look at him, he again He lowered his voice and said, "Also, this matter needs to be kept secret. You also know that the supplies are tight now. If they are leaked out, it will cause unnecessary panic. So please don't mention this to anyone. Mainly wait these two days. When new supplies arrive, everything will return to normal!"
"Yes, of course, how could I be a talker" Viscount Braundo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the Duke had ordered supplies from Liandre.
"Linger Guti, send the Lord Viscount back!" The attendant turned around and gave a wink at the captain of the guard who had stopped the Viscount Braundo just now, and said with a weird tone, "Remember. You must not have to." Be safe and not make any mistakes. This is a person worthy of admiration!"
"Yes, my lord!" The captain of the bodyguard, who is tall and strong, understands the respectful response
Walking on the dark and cold streets. The footsteps squeezed the snow on the road. Because of the curfew, no one could be seen on the road except the patrol in armor. The streets on the ground were covered with snow of hòuhòu. The edge of the ancient house condenses with long ice, the cold wind blows, and countless white snow is rolled up
at an intersection. Viscount Braundo stopped and said to the captain of the Duke’s guard who sent him, "Come here, my house is less than fifty meters ahead!"
"Oh, which one is the adult's house?" The captain of the guard squinted slightly, and his eyes scanned the front row of villas. "It is the one with the brightest lights! You know that the supplies are very tight recently, even the most The cheap candles have already risen to ten silver coins. Today is my thirty-seventh birthday, and the talents in the family will be so extravagant. "Brando has a look of emotion
"Is it the one with the stable?"
Personal Guard Captain Lingeguti looked at the brightest house in front of it. It was a two-story villa with a few years of age. The main building was located on the south side of the bend, and the long and low building stretched out. On the surface of the river, I seem to be embracing something. The bottom of the villa is made of gray stone.
The upper layer is lime-painted wood, and the ceiling is covered with slate. I can see a small stable, and there is a small pavilion covered with vines. The faint and swaying orange light in the room shines through the old iron railings, but the back half of the villa is still immersed in darkness. Medium,
"The stable? Yes, when the family was flourishing, there were a few old and useless horses. It was really a pleasant time. Viscount Braundo said that his eyes flickered, full of memories, and the corners of his mouth slightly. With a wry smile, he shook his head, "But now... it's all sold!" People can’t get enough to eat, so there are still horses raised there! "That's not necessarily, Duke Simon is a person who appreciates talents! Maybe you will be reused because of this, maybe! ""Reuse? How... how do you put it!" Viscount Borando's body trembled slightly. , I don’t know if it’s moving or nervous, taking a deep breath, looking at the light in the distance, slowly walking towards the front "home",
噗噗! With a piercing pain, Viscount Braundo stopped his feet, lowered his head, and looked at a blade of the sword that came out of his chest with painful eyes. The red blood dripped from the tip of the blade of Xueliang, and the end of the hilt. In the hands of the tall guard Lingerguti behind him
"You finally did it? I thought you would wait until I walked to the door to do it!" Viscount Braundo's eyes flashed, and a lot of bloodshot eyes looked at Lingerguti in a calm tone
"Do you know I want to kill you?"
Under Brorando’s gaze, Ringer Guti’s cold mouth twitched slightly unnaturally,
The other party’s strange and blood-red eyes made him feel a shudder of fear,
"I’m a logistics officer. I know whether Liander has any supplies or not! I know better than anyone! This kind of deceptive words can’t even be deceived by ghosts... Viscount Braundo’s face was pale, his mouth twitched and he made an unpleasant smile. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Ringerguti by the collar, coughing violently,
Red blood mixed with broken internal organs was spit out from his mouth. Sprayed on Ringerguty’s clothes, like a ghost, "You bastards, I will be waiting for you below!"
"Pop" Viscount Braondo’s body was kicked a few meters away, and Lingerguti fiercely drew his sword. This time, he raised it high without hesitation, and slashed towards the whole body with all his strength. It was the neck of the **** Braundo. Under the cold light of the sword blade, a dark red blood column spouted from the headless chest, and a human head rolled down the roadside snow dust. "You deserve to die if you're humble! Why don't you die! Linger Guti smiled hysterically, his feet in iron riding boots stomped on the head, slap! slap! Until the whole head is stepped into the soil. , It’s so pitiful,
"I will reunite your family!" Lingerguti spit in the invisible flesh and blood on the ground, lifted the **** sword, and walked slowly towards the front villa area, the lights dimmed. On him, dragged a long dark night. When the night is cold and wind roars, the fire is soaring into the sky,
The entire villa area was lit by an accidental raging fire, and the tragic red light illuminates the sky of half Antura. More than 170 people were burned to death, including the family of Viscount Blanco, a logistics officer. Due to the unexpected death of the logistics officer, Duke Simon was given a reason to temporarily close the material warehouse.
He also ordered the 10th Northern Army. Eleventh, the 12th Infantry Regiment marched towards Baishan
Baishan, with heavy snow covering the wilds. The hazy white sun rises from a huge and steep hill, like a giant standing there, the sky is gloomy and gloomy. A group of crows flew over the black broken wall of the town after being ravaged by the fire, and landed on the top of the charred wall.
Beside the burned-in ruins of the town. In the morning light that has not yet fully risen, the bald head Pat of the Tenth Infantry Regiment of Gaul rode on a war horse, his eyes swept across the large area of solid snow in front of him, watching the soldiers The long columns expelled in the cold wind dragged from east to west, single bó and scattered,
is opposite him,
Countless battle flags are looming in the morning mist. The square shields of the Falcon Empire infantry are like a whole row of round buckles, spread all the way along the edge of the earth. "My lord, are you sure we are the offensive side?" "The adjutant Luyal next to him swallowed bitterly at the corner of his mouth, holding the reins tightly with his hands, and asked in a difficult tone
Countless spears stood at the forefront of the army, and a general of the Saron regiment jī moved next to him and knelt down on one knee in front of the horse of Saron, who was quietly examining his opponent. "My lord, give an order. Just one charge." , We can defeat them! Completely open the way to Antura"
Saron holds a monocular looking-glass in his hand, his eyes are as cold as snow, and there is a terrifying chill from all over his body
Thousands of imperial cavalry of the Falcon Empire Saron Army are lined up, the red caps on their heads are scorching in the wind, and the black cloaks are floating in the wind like clouds; the "his" cavalry is on the opposite **** , A war horse in a black armor, kicking the ground uncomfortably, whispering violently and twice. On the flanks of the cavalry unit is the black line of the whole team, which is scattered in the snowy wilderness and slightly irregular. The quadrilaterals, neatly arranged armor and spears are reflected in the faint morning light,
"It's these miscellaneous brands again, what on earth does Simon want to do? Do you want to die?"
Saron looked a little disappointed and put down the observation mirror in his hand. Since the Battle of the North, with only 30,000 fighters under the block of Gallic troops, he stubbornly rushed northward for nearly a thousand miles, cutting off the high strategically. The possibility of the Lu people getting support from the side forced the Gaul military force into two battlefields in Kyoto and the north.
Crossing the Starlight Canyon, rushing into the White Mountain, and wandering around Antura for half a month, the Saron Legion, the attacking posture of the sword and the throat, the tiger and wolf army that has been suppressed for half a month, the morale is already high at this moment To the extreme,
An awe-inspiring cold light flashed in front of the army battlefield. In the black background, there was an overwhelming silver arc, and it seemed that even the ground in front of it had to be cut!
"According to the old method, first drag them down, and then drive them to Antura." Salonle turned his head to see if he was not prepared to attack actively. The so-called old method was to use time to bring down the opponent, he I can see clearly that the equipment of the northern Gaul troops on the opposite side is very rudimentary,
Many soldiers wear single-bó linen clothes in the cold winter, but they have to wear icy infantry chain armor outside. People stand there, let alone fighting, they will fall after a long time.
"Why, as long as we defeat them, we can reach the city of Antura!" The generals who asked to fight were all red. After holding back for more than half a month, one by one was like a gangster who saw beautiful women. "Under Antura City?" Salong glanced sharply across the faces of his subordinates, and said, "You really think that if you defeat them, you can take Antu." Pull? The other side was sent by Simon to lure us to Antura! According to intelligence, Simon gave all the materials and elite equipment to his 30,000 Bi Dan troops, and these northern troops have always been the targets of rejection, this time In the direction of Gaul and Kyoto, a group of 50,000 elites of Gaul arrived, so they ran into it without hesitation... In a field battle, the enemy's advantage is not as good as ours, but if the attack is placed in front of Jiancheng. With our 30,000 troops. Attack an Antura with a strong barrier and twice as strong as ours. How much do you think we have? Do you want the bones of 30,000 soldiers to be piled up under Antura?"
"This..." The generals were dumb
"Introducing Simon's Bi Dan army into the field and giving it a fatal blow is the best way for us to capture Antura! As for these people in front of us, defeating it will not help!" Salong raised his whip. , Pointing to the white wilderness ahead,
He waved his hand to the captain of the guard cavalry behind him, "Come here, go and send a letter to the Gauls.
"Three days later, I will start a dignified battle with his Simon in Baishan! Of course, Simon can choose to escape, then these Gaul northern troops will be withdrawn by themselves, and the main general will be a tortoise. Do they still want to be warriors here?"
"Battle?" The generals looked at each other in a dazed face. When did Lord Salon, who is known as a sap expert, learn what the noble sentiment of a battle has come, "Tread" and stomped on the snow with horseshoes. Clearly and loudly, a messenger cavalry with a white flag slowly moved towards the opposite Gaul and stopped at a distance of 150 meters from the Gaul army. The cavalry inserted the white flag in the white snow on the ground, took off the crossbow behind him and slowly raised it towards the front.
"Attention, vertical shield!"
The northern Gaul troops on the opposite side became anxiously commotion. One hundred and fifty meters is the range of the Falcon’s crossbow. The Gaul infantry already has a fear of this distance.
The range of Gaul archers is only 80 to 100 meters. If you fight head-on, the infantry will have to risk death fifty meters to get support, and too many soldiers have died at this distance. In Gaul In people's impression, the crossbow shooters of the Falcon Army have an incredible grasp of the distance of one hundred and fifty meters, and they can know the length of the distance almost without measuring, and the arrow is down! This made the Gaul troops feel incredible. Whenever they saw the Falcons on the opposite side erect their crossbows, they wondered if they had entered the 150-meter line of death.
But this time, "swish" a white line flew high from the infantry crossbow in the hands of the Falcon Archer, then crossed a graceful arc and fell down, slap the arrow steadily into the ground snow, shaking the arrow. A letter was tied to the tail wing of the cluster, and he hesitated, the soldier closest to the cluster of arrows cautiously ran over, and brought the arrow along with the letter on it. "It's a letter!" "The soldiers were vying to lengthen their necks and looked this way, the infantry captain violently pushed the front men away and took the letter away,
The letter was quickly delivered to Pat, the commander of the Tenth Banner of the Northern Gaul Army. After opening the letter, his eyes swept over the contents, Pat's face became very strange, and the eleventh corps commander Edlin on the flanks And Ruhr, the commander of the 12th Infantry Regiment, also leaned over, and he looked confused when he saw his face
"Pat, what's the content?" Ruhr couldn't wait to glance at the letter and asked
"The commander of the Falcon Army asked for a battle, and two days later, Sir Simon's Bi Dan Army! The location is in Baishan!" Pat shrugged his shoulders and handed the letter to Ruhr." What do you think? This is the other party. For the first time, he was willing to play a fair one-on-one match with us! ""Battle?" Ruhr took the letter and read it carefully. He frowned and looked at the two colleagues. "Let the old fox Simon bring the Bi Dan army to Baishan to start a battle with the Falcon Army. , How likely do you think this is? Anyway, I think it’s impossible, why is Simon willing to leave the tortoise shell of Antura!"
"This matter has nothing to do with us. Send the letter to Simon. This is something he needs to consider! Although this sounds very unreliable, it is better than letting us die by ourselves! At least we still fought for two days. The delay!" Adelin calmly glanced at the opposing army's mighty Falcon North Army Corps~IndoMTL.com~ and asked for the letter, but didn't read it, folded it directly into the leather bucket that passed the military newspaper. He handed the messenger cavalry behind him and said, "Immediately pass back to the Antura base camp and hand it over to Lord Simon!" It was "The cavalry flew away." If the old Simon Fox refuses... "Pat's eyes flickered as the messenger cavalry disappeared. "In the remote wilderness" the Lord will fight timidly, then we have a reason to withdraw. Is it true that everyone is waiting here to die? Not to die in battle or to die in cold! "
Adelin raised his head and looked at the snowflakes that were beginning to fall again. The earth was silvery white, boundless, and lost in the direction of nowhere. He took a deep breath and turned and commanded "I don't care what you do, but I won't be like this. Waiting for death, the whole army retreats and camps in Wuli"
"Yes, let the old Simon Fox get his headache!" Bald Pat looked into the distance with his eyes, and said angrily, "I really want to see the old fox's expression when he sees the letter. It must be very exciting!"
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