Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 335: Expedition to the prairie (4)

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This feeling of running on the grassland widened Ryan’s heart, especially when he was staying in mid-air and looking down on the earth with a flotation technique, when the oncoming gale struck, the earth was green, and even more so. Let Ryan have more sentiment in his heart, Delaney, Victor, Galibu, Orlando, Frija... all kinds of things Ryan got from the strong men around him began to slow down during this period of time. It is a feeling that can only be understood but cannot be described in words.

"Today is the fifteenth day I entered the prairie with the expeditionary army, and it is also the eleventh day after I have this kind of insight. Floating slowly in the air, when the wind whizzed past my ears, I even felt a warm current in my body slowly surging..."

"This feeling is really difficult to describe in words, but I still try to describe it as much as possible. Since the birth of the first legendary powerhouse among human beings, it seems that there has never been a written record of this process, and according to Everyone believes that it seems that the process of breaking through one's own bottleneck and reaching the realm of legend will also vary from person to person. It seems that it is difficult to learn from the experience of others."

"But I’m going to give it a try. Maybe I’m a different kind of magician? During my time with Cassano, I added what I learned from Mr. Delaney The understanding, taught to Barbara, and those magic apprentices. After about half a year of teaching and practice, Barbara also slowly learned how to use fireball as I did in the past, and usually a magician goes from contact to release This level 3 magic will take at least 3 to 5 years."

"Since Barbara can become a magic apprentice the way I have traveled, why can't I learn from her the experience of pursuing legendary power? That's why I have this A thought, slowly realize that kind of power, and then record it, this is also my original intention to write this diary."

"Lord Lane, the messenger of General Jonas, please!" The voice of his guard came from outside Lane's tent, and this voice also made Lane, who was sitting alone in his tent, accept his thoughts. He closed the magic note gently, and then carefully put it into his storage pocket.

This diary that Ryan writes every day, apart from himself, no one else knows, even if it is Faras, Ryan did not tell her. In Ryan’s view, since no previous record has left such written records, there may be other reasons for it, so it is better to keep the whole thing a secret for the time being. It is a kind of kind for them to keep Farasi and the others from knowing it. Protect it.

"Come in!" Ryan said, holding up the water glass in front of him and drank the water in it. At the same time, the door curtain of the tent was opened, and a familiar face walked in quickly. Ryan was slightly taken aback when he saw him, because the person who walked in was Orlando himself.

"Huh?" Ryan was secretly surprised, because Orlando was actually wearing a military uniform. From the emblem, he was just a small captain in charge of 50 people. But Ryan knew that Orlando must have his reason for doing this, so he didn't speak, and made an inviting gesture to signal Orlando to sit down.

Orlando is also welcome, sitting directly opposite Ryan, and he whispered: "Actually, there is nothing wrong. About 2o minutes ago, Androkos detected a large-scale enemy action through the "Magic Eye". Signs, the number is not less than 10,000. Only the Clays can have such a number of troops here."

"Could it be that the Clays can't bear it anymore?" Lane lowered his voice and asked Orlando.

Because of the relationship between Sisters Ferras, Orlando and Lane can be regarded as a family. If it is not for official business, then they are quite casual in private, so Orlando is not polite with Lane, and picks up the fresh fruit on the table. , Took a big bite, then shook his head and said: "No, this should not be the main force."

Well knowing that he is far inferior to Orlando in the military, so he sat there quietly, waiting for Orlando to explain to himself slowly. Orlando finished a few bites of the fruit in his hand and said to Ryan: "We have calculated that if the Clays are fully mobilized, they can summon more than 10,000 combat troops. Of course, this includes the elderly and children. And the elite inside, How can there be 20,000."

"However, the number of troops attacked by the Clays at night is far from right, and how can such a main force in a decisive battle use such dangerous tricks as night attacks? If we are prepared or even set a trap, the Clay Isn’t it a complete defeat?" Orlando smiled and continued: "So I guess the night raid tonight is nothing more than harassment, but their commander also has such a case in mind. After all, we have been in the prairie for fifteen days. , And everything goes well, there is nothing wrong with some proud thoughts."

"I see." Lane said.

"On the popular shooter side, I have let them continue to rest, because I don't plan to attack tonight, and naturally I won't need them." Orlando continued: "The Royal Knights must not be exposed, so the fight tonight I let Jonas take full command. And for night battles like this, Jonas and the others have worked hard and trained. After all, you only started fighting side by side in the same night."

Ryan understood that Orlando was referring to the night when Thor Fortress was captured. If it weren't for the rebellion of General Keenster’s Adjutant Hans, Thor Fortress would still be impregnable. After careful investigation by the imperial capital intelligence system, it has been found that the adjutant Hans was a chess piece buried by Senat. However, the thrill of that night and the chaos of the garrison night battle still worried the surviving officers such as Jonas, so he later made a special effort. The training of the imperial capital army in this area has been strengthened.

"How about, Ryan, are you not interested in going to see the night view of the prairie with me? I know you have a very leisurely life these days!" Orlando said leisurely. Ryan's face was slightly red after listening to Orlando's words. After all, they went to the prairie to expedition to the Clay clan, but Ryan's behavior is more like an outing, but his identity is special and there is no one. Just ask.

Ryan is very quick to dress up in disguise. After all, he has ordinary adventurer's costumes in his storage pocket, so less than ten minutes after Orlando's invitation, Ryan walked out of the tent side by side with Orlando.

It is midsummer now. Although it is late, the temperature is still a bit sultry, and the moonlight is covered by a gray cloud above it, and it seems that there may be a heavy rain soon.

Although it is known that there will be a night attack by the Clay cavalry, the entire camp of the expeditionary army is still silent, coupled with the dim bonfire in the clearing and the occasional wolf howl outside the camp, it feels quite dull. .

The camp of the expeditionary force is divided into three parts, the military camp where the soldiers are stationed, the horse camp where the horses are fed, and the heavy camp where the supplies are stored. However, these three camps are staggered together instead of having obvious The boundaries. Orlando's arrangement in this way is mainly to cover up the existence of the Royal Knights. After all, if this heavy cavalry is a separate battalion, it is too easy to expose its traces, and if it is mixed with the infantry battalion and the horse battalion, it will be much safer.

Outside all the camps, there are scattered wooden horses that are as tall as one person. This wooden horse is very simple to make. It is made of two rows of thick logs, but facing the outside. The head is sharpened to prevent the horse from forcibly assaulting. In the camp of 70,000 people, there are not so many refusal to consolidate the edge, so when the expeditionary army sets up camp in the evening, it will rely on this kind of refusal to dig traps, and the excavated soil can also be piled up as an aid to the defense system.

Not only are these horses looking messy, but the tents where soldiers rest in the barracks are also quite chaotic, and they don't feel neat and tidy at all. The reason for this appearance is mainly to interfere with the night attack of the enemy cavalry, because if the tunnels in the camp extend in all directions, the cavalry of the enemy night attack will be unimpeded after they rush in. On the other hand, if it looks messy and has no regularity, it is enough. The cavalry that interfered with the night attack had their charge lowered and their formation became disorganized. In this chaotic situation, the light cavalry who had lost the protection of their degrees and their comrades was basically the prey of the infantry.

Led by Orlando, Ryan and the others quickly came to the edge of the barracks. This is the west of the entire barracks, and it is also the direction that the large group of Clay people are preparing to attack the cavalry at night. During the day, due to the blockade of the popular archers, there were no traces of the Clays on both sides of the expeditionary army’s marching route for 5o kilometers. If these Clays plan to detour to another direction at night to attack again, they will inevitably go around a few more times. The ten-kilometer circle would actually consume a lot of the physical strength of soldiers and horses. Therefore, if these Clay cavalry really want to attack at night, they can only choose the direction of the west, which is the direction of the most tightly guarded expeditionary army.

The news of the Orlando microservices’ arrival was not revealed, because Orlando did not want to put too much pressure on Jonas. They came all the way to the west, all as night patrols, and after arriving at their destination, Orlando did Leading Ryan quietly climbed to the observation deck in the barracks, and looked into the distance side by side.

The observation decks like this are piled up with dirt from digging traps. They usually have a height of 7 to 1o meters and are used by sentries to look into the distance. Tonight, Orlando and Ryan were used as observation decks to appreciate the upcoming A night battle is coming. ,!