dN's eyes swept over the army in front of him, and the corner of Monether's mouth sneered, although Kyoto mobilized 60,000 troops this time, accounting for almost half of the entire Kyoto army, in fact, the commander of the army knew that it was not the 40,000 army in front of Hutu Beien who was really in charge of the main attack, but the 4 Mamunuk knight legions and 11,000 elite light infantry under Monaich

Since Legger's landing, Monether did not march immediately, but quickly swept the northwest coast in a very short period of time, stabilizing the supply lines in the rear, in front of the 20,000 suddenly appeared Kyoto troops, the northern lords were really in chaos, thinking of the wolf Bèi of the northern lords who were attacked and trembled in fright, the corners of Monether's mouth showed a contemptuous smile,

As early as Kyoto, I heard that these northern lords had been trading in the sea for half a year, but their military strength was weak and vulnerable, except for the Russo-German dukedom in the northwestern mountains and the main target of this attack, the other lords seemed to prefer to use the wealth they had obtained either to expand their own fleets, or to use them for personal boasting and squandering. Please use it in mind.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what kind of expression would the great hero of the northern population, the Marquis of Victoronsy, look upon when he saw our army across the Wild Horse Plains!"

Monay looked at the majestic army in front of him excitedly, with an arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, and pointed at the vast plain in front of him with his horsewhip, and said to several Salander generals behind him very proudly: "I heard that his city of Vic is only about 10,000 troops!

"I think it must be very exciting!" a middle-aged Mamunuk's regiment commander was full of flattery, and complimented the commander-in-chief with a smug face, "His Majesty the Sultan has gathered heavy troops to sweep the north in one fell swoop with the posture of a lion fighting a rabbit, presumably those northern lords who are still watching, as long as they are not fools, will know how to choose, as for that Victonse, he is simply a worthless clown! As soon as Lord Monether's army arrives, he will be immediately frightened."

"Hehe, Captain Etaku is right," another commander of the Mamunuks chimed in, "I have also heard that this great hero touted by the northerners themselves is actually a big straw bale! He does not understand military affairs, and he is not a Mamunuk! He is more like a lowly and cowardly merchant than a lord."

The corner of the legion's mouth was disdainful, and he continued with contempt on his face, "Actually, the Ministry of Military Affairs has already sent someone to investigate clearly, and in what military formation, the nonsense of killing the wild wolf Hou Salis by himself is just some incidental coincidence!"

As for the death of the goshawk Avize, even the Normans did not admit it, not to mention how these cowardly and incompetent northerners could defeat the goshawk who would never lose on the battlefield, if I guessed correctly, it may be that this arrogant goshawk got lost in the sea and was picked up by this big straw bale hero!"

"I heard that this Marquis of Victonse, with a fat head and big ears, not to mention a hero, even a bear is a little exalted by him, he is completely a little nobleman who does not learn and has no skills, and he has no face to please lowly merchants, and makes the north miserable, you look at the few territories that we have beaten down,

"That's it, I've heard that such an idiot is erected as a big hero, and I don't know what these northerners think!" several legion commanders next to him echoed one after another, and the sound of shameful laughter was endless

"Okay, you can have this understanding, we have already won half of this battle to counterbalance the rebellion!" Monether raised his head and laughed, waved a phantom with a horsewhip in his hand, and said in a high-spirited voice, "Originally, I was afraid that you would be frightened by this guy named Victonse, but now it seems that it is completely overwhelmed, as long as you can work together, this battle will definitely become your road to glory!"

"What do you think of this vast grassland?" asked Monether, who suddenly raised his horsewhip and pointed to the beautiful steppe in front of him

"It's beautiful! I've heard that this grassland is the most beautiful region in the north, and it would be a pleasure to be able to hunt here in the spring and autumn!" said one of the Mamunouk regiment captains with envy on his face

"Okay, hunting, that's a good saying!"

Monether's face was full of joy when he was touted, and he said loudly, "You say, the fat-headed and big-eared Marquis of Victonse does not look like a wild boar waiting for us to hunt, this time our army is advancing in two directions, but our army has already crossed into the Wild Horse Plain, and Naborlake is still lingering in the area of Kuronze, I hope you can assist me to take down this wanton wild boar first! His Majesty the Sultan has agreed to my request, if our army can take the Vic Territory first, this vast wild horse plain is your reward!",

"Thank you, sir" The captains of the regiment showed joy on their faces one by one, and they rubbed their hands excitedly

The current north is not the wild land of the past, because of the loss of the south, which of these Kyoto nobles is staring at the big fat in the north, and the wild horse plain is undoubtedly the fattest piece of this big fat meat.

"Well, you will act according to the plan!May the beautiful starry sky always shine on your brave figures!" Monether looked at the generals with a red face in front of him with great satisfaction,

The words just now have aroused the enthusiasm of these generals, who were originally a little negative,

The whip was raised high and then fell violently, with a fierce sound of breaking wind, and the people took their orders

Of these legionnaires, there was only one of them, the corpsion-commander named Bockri, who was silent,

He was a little withdrawn among the captains, and the others always seemed to keep a certain distance from him, and Monether seemed to notice his abnormality, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched disdainfully as he turned his head

After the people have departed,

The commander of the army named Bockri raised his head and stared at the back of the people who were gradually moving away, his eyes were a little cold and dazed, he was the son of the Duke of Borleck, the other commander of the counterinsurgency army this time

The Duke of Borleck, who was the under-secretary of the royal ministry, had always advocated a soft policy towards the north, but this time he was named by His Majesty the Sultan and assumed the task of frontal containment, appointing his father as commander on the one hand, and transferring Bokri to Monether on the other, even if Bocre was stupid, he knew that he was more appropriate to be a hostage than a legion

When he was fighting the Normans in Kyoto, he always fantasized about being able to regain the lost territory in the south and let the glory of the warriors of Salander Mamunuk shine again on this peaceful and beautiful island country.

But he didn't expect that his first target out of Beijing was not the fallen south but the north, which was gradually regaining stability, although it was called counterinsurgency, in fact, everyone knew that this was cannibalism, and Kyoto couldn't wait to point to the north after suppressing the southern faction with thunderous means

"My lord, Lord Monaich has ordered my legion to enter the O-German mountains immediately!