Province of Philip, Picardia,

The black clouds were low from the ground, like a black lid on it, and a group of Gallic cavalry came out of the city gate, and at the front was an old man in the armor of a silver noble, and when he passed by the door, a middle-aged guard saluted him,

The old man stopped his horse and glanced at the guard, "Lu Lan, is there any special situation today?"

"No, Lord Duke!" replied the gate guard in a loud voice, wearing a wide-brimmed metal helmet, holding a glittering long-handled battle axe in his hand, holding his head high, and the Duke calling him by his name made his face excited,

"Lu Lan, take out the momentum of a veteran, pay attention, and report the situation immediately!"

"Don't worry, Lord Duke, if an enemy comes, I will ring the alarm as soon as possible!" replied the city guard Lu Lan categorically

"Then Picardius will be handed over to you!"

The Duke of Saran nodded, and rode on, followed by three servants, the emaciated captain of the guard, Weiss, the city guard officer Lewin, who was a little fat, and the last one was Simon, the combat officer in charge of recruiting recruits, who was thin and had a hint of arrogance on his face, and when his gaze swept over you, it was like a javelin with piercing eyes, bringing a kind of fierceness from the military

Their target is a boot camp three miles outside the city,

In July, in response to the tense situation, Gallic Kyoto issued an order for the region to recruit its own soldiers, and the Duke of Saran, who had served in the Imperial Military Department, decisively sold most of his family's property and recruited a regional army of 3,000 men for 200,000 gold coins. This force is the order of the Duke of Saran,

In charge of training is the strict character of the combat officer Viscount Simon, a traditional Gallic officer, who has served as an adjutant in the eleventh regiment headquarters of the Gallic Empire for eleven years, with average combat experience, but rich training experience, the biggest advantage is that this Simon training officer is a Pikadian, and everyone's goal is the same,

The province of Philip is a huge flat area in the heart of Gaul. The land is fertile. In the history of the Gallic Empire, it has been more than a hundred years old for the Gallic army to sweep the northwest and stop supplying sufficient military food and supplies. No foreign wars threaten this region in the heart of the Empire. The people here. Although nervous, but also comfortable,

Picardy is located in the southwestern corner of the province of Philip. The Duke of Saran raised his head and glanced at the sky, and was a little worried that if the continuous rainy season ended, the Falcon Army's troops would avoid Danny and directly attack the province of Philip, in that case, Picardy City in the southwest corner would bear the brunt! The Falcon Army, which is pinned down in the direction of Danny, will definitely use the Picardy area as the first attack point once it gets rid of the trouble of the rainy season!"

In his capacity as the governor of the districts, he presented this idea to the governor of the province, Harald, and that the province should place the few troops currently recruited in the direction of Pikadia.

But Governor Harald's reply to him was that it was impossible, first, most of the regional legions that could be mobilized had been transferred to the front, and second, the remaining troops were all units formed by the nobles of the province themselves in July, with a large number of one or two thousand, and a small number of no more than fifty or sixty people, densely packed and swarming, and everyone wanted to use this decree in Kyoto to recruit private armed forces belonging to their own families, the total number of which was tens of thousands, but in terms of command, they were independent and could not coordinate at all, these were private armed forces similar to local garrisons,

Thirdly, just as the Duke of Saran believed that the Falcon would attack Picardia first, the rest of the region also had the same idea, and everyone wanted to protect themselves first, or use their power in exchange for more benefits, and even Harald, as the governor of the province, did not have the power to mobilize a single soldier of their troops

The Governor's Palace has a regular army garrison of 2,000 people, but that is the final military force to guard the provincial capital, and this force cannot leave the provincial capital according to the imperial military regulations, otherwise, it would have been transferred to the front line battlefield a long time ago.

The situation in Danny is like a taut thread, not only involving the Danny region, but also the Gallic hinterland behind.

Since the Provincial Governor's Mansion is unreliable, the Duke of Salan can only find other ways, fortunately, the road to the heavens is endless, and he has always been regarded as the most unpopular person in the Philip Province, and suddenly wants to sell a batch of ordnance and armor, that person is called Angelio, the inspector of Kyoto in the Philip area, there has been new news, this inspector has been promoted again, and he will soon leave the tense Philip region and go to Kyoto to serve as the vice minister of the Imperial Foreign Ministry, although the rank is not high, but after all, he is also a big man at the ministerial level of the Empire,

Selling most of the assets and buying three thousand sets of infantry equipment from the outgoing Inspector is already the limit that the Duke of Saran can bear, in any case, the certainty of holding on to Picardy City is greater, if you don't encounter the main force of the Falcon Army, just some scattered small troops, you can still deal with it,

But I don't know what the situation is, the Duke of Saran has been restless since today, and there is always a trace of unhappiness suppressed in his heart, until he saw the battle flag of the barracks, his face looked better, the barracks are not big, and the funds are spent on recruiting soldiers and weapons, and the cost of building the barracks is very small, so the barracks appear very simple, the perimeter is a wooden fence along the mound to form a square, at the four corners of the wooden fence, the military flag of the Gallic army flutters in the wind, on the wide flat outside the camp, the recruits who have just been recruited are doing parade training, about three thousand recruits, divided into six square teams, each side ranks three teams, like tofu squares, this is the usual infantry phalanx of the Gallic troops, and at the front of the queue is a row of erected wooden stakes, which is the "enemy" that the recruits wield their weapons to strike

Duke Saran looked at this scene in front of him, his old face glowed red for the first time, and only here could this old soldier smell a trace of the breath from the battlefield. The Philip region has been peaceful for too long, and for a long time they have forgotten the bloody smell of war, and only this battle-experienced old duke has a premonition that a storm is coming here.

The sky was a little overcast, there was no sun, the dark green leaves floated in the wind, and the quiet heat that came to the face clearly told everyone that the heat was coming to an end. The rainy season is coming to an end. The rudimentary barracks and rows of weapons could not hide the figures of the recruits, and the rapid and shrill whistle constantly broke the temporary silence. Then came the shouts of the tide. It seemed to resound in the sky. It was as if countless giants were beating the drums of war on the earth, and the Gallic flag fluttering in the wind was like a ball of flame. In the reflection of the fields approaching late autumn, the old duke stood on the high part of the camp, his eyes narrowed slightly into a line

In the area where the flat fields of Phipp meet Danny, the horses' hooves nailed to the thick curved horses are like a sharp razor, completely tearing the ground apart, turning it into a black patch of east and west, and these splashes of wet dirt beat mercilessly on the quagmire of the swampy ground, and at noon, a thin black line appeared in the distance of the horizon,

Whoa...... Whoa......"

Countless lingering and exhilarating sounds, as the black line came from afar, the earth seemed to be covered by black lines, and the black lines became bigger and bigger. It is also getting wider and wider, and in this group of oceans, flags marked by crescents and stars are waving in the wind. It was a dense layer of cavalry, congested in this fertile land, between the war horses and the war horses, almost connected by horses' hooves,

His gaze swept over the vast land in front of him, and Duo Weiyan, who was dressed in the armor of a steppe general, raised the horsewhip in his hand, and pronounced a long list of tribal names from his mouth: "Baisa, Coronin, Zamu Siran...... To the east! The others are to the west with me!"

The tribal chiefs who heard the order immediately divided into two directions, and the 60,000 steppe cavalry who had spread across the area where Danny and Philip had divided, like waves in a tropical storm, and like a flood that burst its banks, invaded, swept forward like fire, and everywhere they passed, they were all submerged by the sea of black armor on the cavalry.

Under the black clouds, the black clouds that flew quickly and rolled up, there was almost no gap, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves like muffled thunder changed the color of the wind and clouds between heaven and earth.

Countless flying hooves of horses trampled over the plains, bringing up sand and gravel and withered weeds, and swept them into a tornado-like procession, and the gravel rushed back and forth in the dense hooves until it was completely smashed and disappeared into the fierce cold wind, and the steppe cavalry advanced very quickly,

Skilled equestrianism has given the steppe people a unique tacit understanding, and there are many people, but there is no confusion at all.

Thousands of horses are crowded, but they maintain an astonishing speed of progress, like an extremely delicate machine, it is easy to give people the illusion that if someone falls in the middle, he will be immediately crushed and completely melted to the ground. There was no trace of it anymore.

The sturdy steppe horses do not care about the weeds and sand and gravel on the plains, they spread their hooves as fast as they can, and gallop like the wind on the land with a thin layer of dirt, and the earth is shattered under the splash of the horses' hooves, or is deeply stepped into the earth.

Occasionally, a lump or two of slightly thicker mud were fluttered by the horseshoe belt, and a dazzling glow was distributed under the eyes. There are no abundant aquatic plants here, and there are no abundant prey, which is not worth their nostalgia, and it is not worth them to slow down, their sight is far away,

The king of the Khan only gave fifteen days, in order to prevent the "hunting" of all ethnic groups from running to the end and running to make amends to himself, the fat man also deliberately selected two guides who were familiar with the Gallic region for each of the eastern and western troops, both of whom were imperial lieutenants who specialized in Gallic intelligence.

As soon as they crossed the border of Danny, the chiefs immediately called for their subordinate guides and asked "what is the richest part of Gaul?"

The guide, who was born as an adjutant, looked at the steppe chiefs whose eyes were glowing green all around, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "If you want to talk about the last place of Gaul's money, it is naturally the Gallic Kyoto area, where the treasures are piled up into mountains, and it is the most densely populated, the most prosperous commerce, and the most concentrated wealth in ......the Gallic Empire. The guide showed a look of yearning and licked his lips very obscenely. jumped out of the sentence: "It is estimated that lying down and eating for eight lifetimes is enough!"

The patriarchs looked at each other in unison, their hearts moved, and they hesitated, some people said that Gallic Kyoto was not too far away, but the Khan King only gave fifteen days.

Glancing at these steppe buns who didn't know how to work, the guide said with some disdain, "Although Kyoto is a thousand miles away from Danni, for the extremely mobile steppe cavalry, eight days is enough time to cross this distance, and there are seven days for everyone to hunt wantonly! But I didn't say that the round trip had to be completed within fifteen days. As for the areas you pass through along the way, you can return to the road after the fifteen-day raid period, and plunder again, just according to the rules. After fifteen days, a fifth of the plundered shall be handed over to the king of the Khan!"

After listening to the guide. The steppe patriarchs were deeply justified. The patriarch of the Baiyir clan directly stuffed the three-star Huiyue battle flag of the forward army into the hands of the guide, and sent a thousand of the most brave warriors of the tribe to escort the guide to lead the way in front, and that's it. The goal of the tribal leaders who were divided into two ways was to look at the richest region of Gaul, the Kyoto region of Gaul! 60,000 steppe cavalry were like two sharp arrows, rushing from the bowstring called the Vecchia Falcon towards the heart of the Gauls.

The Duke of Saran's analysis was correct

Because the direction also pointed to the direction of Gallic Kyoto, the two armies of the steppe people were not interested in the hinterland province called Philip in front of them, but unfortunately, the city of Picardy in the southwest corner was located at the beginning of this line of attack, which also made this disaster, which caused the death of more than two million Gauls and the destruction of 39 prosperous cities in just half a month, which was fixed by history as the "disaster of Picardia"

When the steppe cavalry vanguard appeared in the Picardy area, the Duke of Salan was about to come down from the watchtower, and he heard the sound of the bell from the top of the watchtower, "West, enemy, a large number of enemies!" The sentry's voice was very flustered, and in the direction of the sentry's shout, the Duke of Saran gasped when he saw it

The gray and dark sky seemed to be condensed with the large area of high-speed moving black in the distance, "Cavalry, enemy cavalry, quick, get on the springboard!"

The sentry saw the whole row of jumping horses clearly, and also saw the knights above, and his heart was about to jump out, the torrent, the knights on horseback, wearing thin armor. Carrying a bow and arrows, bending over, clinging tightly to the back of his horse, his feet clamping the horse's belly hard, increasing the speed of the war horse to the limit, like a sharp arrow through this vast and barren land. At this moment, the air seemed to be very heavy, and breathing was very difficult, and the recruits hurriedly picked up their weapons and ran on the gangplank of the wooden fence of the camp. The endless tension shrouded him silently from all directions, and the rapid trombone of war echoed in his ears, "Find a way to stop them, for Gaul! and for the city of Picardy!" Thinking of the city behind the barracks, the old duke drew his sword with a resolute face, the barracks were less than three miles away from the city of Picardy, if these cavalry could not be stopped, once the barracks were breached, the city of Picardy would be completely destroyed

At some point, the necessary sacrifice is inevitable, "Round-robin!"

In the distance, the queue of the steppe cavalry began to gradually disperse, like a huge wing, countless grassland compound bows were raised towards the sky, and the dense queue was like blooming petals, opening layer by layer, tacitly like ten fingers changing patterns, full of a strange beauty

"Shooting"

The black knight, the black horse, at a distance of 100 meters from the barracks, the steppe archer with colored grease on the corner of his eyebrows let go of the hand pulling the bowstring at the same time as the order, and a cold light flickered arrow, drawing countless rapid white light and shadow projectiles in the air, spreading his arms of death, like a storm hitting the simple wooden fence of the barracks "Attention, arrows ......" A recruit shouted before dying, but a large number of flying arrows once again blocked the sunlight like clouds, and the dark clouds instantly turned into raindrops, and a metal waterfall fell from the sky, as if he was punched head-on by an invisible giant, and the whole person suddenly flew backwards backwards, his body twisted into an unnatural posture in mid-air, and he was shot into a hedgehog in the same situation, even the Duke of Saran, who was experienced in combat, did not expect that he would bump into the rumored archers,

"Ahh A steppe forward scout reported to Duo Weiyan, who was behind and carrying a team of 10,000 people, Duo Weiyan looked at the guide beside him, and the guide was a little hesitant. He took out the map and looked at it carefully, and said, "This should be the location of Picardy City in Philip Province, and you may have encountered the local troops of Picardy City!" "The local troops of Picardy City?"

Duo Weiyan held the whip in his hand, and ordered the cavalry behind him with a cold face, "Come, order the forward to drag the enemy, and the others will follow me to Picardy, and let it be the starting point of our great hunt......!