Boom Boom –

The behemoth of war that sits on the side of the small town of Sinjid is finally in motion.

The townspeople should have rejoiced when they looked at this behemoth, complicated and fearsome beast leaving, but when they thought of the place where it had passed, the country was ruined and people were destroyed, and they couldn't help but worry about it.

The official road leading to the north is paved with soldiers of the Garno Kingdom in black military uniforms, and from a distance, it looks like a black strip that winds endlessly.

The Duroc squadron was probably in the middle of the strip, and Rogge was chatting with the Second Ancestor with or without a pair. Both of them were riding war horses, and Rogge was carrying a long knife from Duroc, which was obviously of much better quality than the one he had broken.

The march was not fast, it could even be said to be slow, the infantry did not feel tired, and the two on the horse were even more leisurely.

"Brother Rogge, do you know where we're going?"

"According to the plan, we will first meet with the second and third battalions, and then move to Wakajo, as for the location of the rendezvous, then I don't know. Rogge shook his head.

Duroc, who was riding on the horse, shook his body proudly, did not speak, and Rogge asked helplessly:

"Young Master knows?!"

The direction of the Third Army's attack and the intention of the rendezvous could not be concealed, but the specific battle plan was kept strictly secret. However, as Duroc, it is not surprising that he secretly asked his father for some information.

"It's just outside Waka Castle!"

Duroc tried to make a calm gesture, but it was also presentable, reminding Rogge of the meeting at the Oasis Tavern, when he had a good sense of the two ancestors.

"You can't judge people by their first impressions!"

"What did you say?" The eldest young master was a little puzzled, and he didn't understand why he got the first impression.

"I mean, the decisions of the top management really can't be justified by common sense, and the enemy certainly can't think of it. ”

Duroc looked at him suspiciously, just said that, and he was no longer entangled in some inexplicable things.

"That's natural, I was also shocked when I heard the news, it was really a bold and shrewd decision to join forces under the noses of the enemy!"

Rogge pouted, didn't he take the enemy seriously? It seems that there are people in the city who have taken refuge, making the decision-makers think that Waka City has been captured. Otherwise, it would never be possible to divide the troops in front of the enemy's eyes and then join forces, and if they were intercepted halfway, it was estimated that they would suffer a lot.

Although he doesn't feel very safe, Rogge is not in his position, and those decision-makers will not listen to him, and he can only think that there are other considerations at the top because of his strategic vision.

It's better to be a little back, Rogge thought to himself, the team is just a backup for the back, not to mention that he is injured, and no one will suspect it if he shrinks into the rear of the army.

"Oh, that's right!" Duroc reminded, "the three battalions are all disobedient recruits, don't provoke them, those people are so lawless that they don't know what they will do." ”

"Don't they care, commander?" Rogge was genuinely surprised, the three battalions were all recruits, he knew, but shouldn't the recruits all be trembling and obeying the admonition?

"Their entire battalion, just a few veterans have also been to be commanders, and the low-level officers are all recruits," Duroc snorted coldly, "The veterans are all gone, where is there still manpower to discipline them." ”

The 3rd Battalion suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Shiko, and although the supply of troops was quickly replenished, it was true that there were not enough men for training, and time did not allow.

The eldest young master looked at Rog, the adjutant who had shined in the Battle of Shiko. not only walked down alive, but also brought a great battle feat. As Rogge's prefect, he is also honored.

It is not that the top brass did not think about the deployment of some veterans to the third battalion, but this will greatly weaken the combat effectiveness of other battalions, so under the opposition of other battalion commanders, it will not be done.

The third battalion has no high-ranking officers, nor is it a descendant of the decision-making level, so it has completely become a cannon fodder unit, and several deputy battalion commanders have been directly promoted from the bottom. Duroc didn't know the twists and turns, but his heart was tight with envy.

"If I were in the third battalion, I would be an officer at the level of a deputy battalion now!" Duroc's tone was sour, he had been thinking about it for a long time, but he hadn't thought deeply about whether he could survive on the battlefield.

Rogge listened to Duroc's complaints, one ear in, one ear out. There was not the slightest abnormality on his face, and he even felt deep pity for Duroc, but secretly cultivated and condensed the true yuan.

The true qi in the body is running, and the wisps of the earth's true qi are transformed into divine fire true qi, and if you look closely, there is still a trace of burning green smoke rising from Luo Ge's snort. He didn't miss every opportunity to cultivate, and now the march was slow, and there were horses to ride, which was convenient for Rogge.

The procession marched slowly and neatly, camped on the spot at noon, and continued the march after eating. In the evening, I finally saw the towering walls of Waka Castle in the distance, the walls were mottled and glowed with bronze in the afterglow of the setting sun. It's an old city, but now it's about to be baptized by war.

The gates were closed, and the soldiers guarding the city walls, watching the endless black pressure of the Garneau legion slowly approaching, swallowed with difficulty, and their hearts trembled. Although we have been prepared for a long time, how can we not be afraid when it comes?

The 2nd and 6th Battalions, who arrived at the same time, began to besiege the city in a gradual and orderly manner, looking particularly cold and solemn in the afterglow of the setting sun and the reflection of the city walls, and even as the attackers, they did not know if they would be alive after dawn.

The battalion commander of Kutch sat upright in the joint camp tent, his face gloomy as water. The captain of the Lane Nord guard stood behind him, opposite the commander of the second battalion, who also had a gloomy face, and the characteristic mustache on his chin kept quivering.

"Battalion Commander Kuchi, what the hell is going on with the third battalion, why can't you see their shadows now?"

Kuchi rubbed his swollen temples, caught him off guard by what had happened.

"There is intelligence that the third battalion may have been ambushed. ”

"Ambushed?!or is it possible?!"

The mustache laughed a little angrily, neither he nor Kachi could afford to take responsibility for the loss of the attack. This is not an ordinary siege battle, but a crucial war related to the national fortunes of the two countries.

"Rendezvous outside Wakaya Castle is your idea, Kachi!" Mustache was unforgiving, "Now that something so big has happened, you have to bear the main responsibility for delaying the warplane." ”

Kachi frowned, a little displeased with the mustache's accusation, "If something really happens, neither of us can escape." Seeing that the mustache was really anxious, his tone softened.

"No one would have thought that this situation would occur, you don't mess with yourself, even if the third battalion is missing, our two battalions work together, it's not that there is no chance!"

The mustache didn't appreciate it, and stared at Kuchi with wide eyes.

"What you said is light, in case the above blames it, you blow the pillow wind in your daughter-in-law's ear, and there will be a big man to speak for you, you don't have any, and I will bear any blame!"

Kuchi has a deep background, and the mustache doesn't want to offend him. But now that the catastrophe is coming, he is a single person, and no one will be willing to spend a lot of effort to get him out of the quagmire, and the mustache thinks of this, and he has no scruples, and his words are also very explicit.

"Presumptuous!"

Standing beside Katch, Ryan Nord drew his sword and stepped forward, a fierce momentum that overwhelmed the mustache. Only then did he remember that there was a high-level martial artist beside him, and he suddenly struck a spirit.

"Watch your words!"

The mustache nodded hurriedly, his eyes revealing fear, although the sword was not on his neck, he felt that as long as this high-level martial artist had a thought, he might hit the ground at any time.

Kachi was a little dissatisfied with this unsparing colleague, but not to the point of killing him, let alone letting his side lose a battalion commander before the war.

Katch waved at Ryan Nord and motioned for him to step back first.

The mustache, which was free from the threat of life, gasped for breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still palpitating.

"Battalion Commander Kuchi, then you say, what should we do now?" Mustache calmed down and kicked the ball to Kuchi. He decided that he would leave the operational command to Kuch, and that Kachi would not joke about his own career.

"Although the three battalions were scattered, some of them escaped, and our plan remained the same, to besiege the city in the evening and rest, and to begin the siege in the early morning. ”

"This attack was indeed unexpected, but with my backhand in the city, the chances of winning are still relatively large!" Kutch said in a calm voice, not lacking confidence.

"Are you talking about the second ancestor of the military god Hou Mansion?!" The mustache showed a look of disdain in his eyes, he didn't think that the timid and incompetent young master could really fit in with them.

Kutch shook his head.

"I can't count on him, but when he returned to the city, I specially arranged for a small team of scout veterans to follow him, and it was not a big problem to help us at a critical time. ”