。 863 Dylan Twist (5) In the dark night, the bonfire of the 100,000 Nord army camp, like the endless starlight in the sky, shone on the exhausted soldiers, and on the bonfire made of firewood, the thick hot soup emitted a seductive aroma in the scorched blackened marching pot,

The soldiers sat in seven or eight, or five or six, talking and laughing quietly, while others sat alone, staring at the starry night sky overhead.

With the sound of the meal being opened, the soldiers quickly ran in the direction of the marching pot

"Give it to me, I'm the first to arrive!"

A nimble young soldier raised the wooden bowl in his hand and shouted to the cook by the pot, and before his voice could fall, he was pushed away by a strong man behind him, and his body retreated to the other side

"Get out of the way, you skinny chicken! Don't you know that you have to pay attention to your identity when you eat!" the strong man sneered at the corner of his mouth, and stretched out a large wooden bowl comparable to a small pot in front of the cook,

"Lang Dissu, don't bully people too much! Be careful with my ......," the young man who was pushed away scolded angrily

"Be careful of what you? Make it clear, you are only a second-level legion, even if you eat, you should be behind us!" The strong man pursed his lips disdainfully, and said contemptuously, "This is the order of His Majesty the King! You know, this is the king's order, if you want to be beheaded, I will not be stingy to personally cut off your little chicken's head!"

"Haha......" The soldiers watching around let out a burst of laughter, and the humiliated young man was stunned there, his face flushed with grievance, and like him, some of the silent soldiers were full of anger and dared not speak,

The war against the Falcon Dynasty has been going on for eighteen days, and from the breakthrough of Mecca, the southern barrier of the Falcon Dynasty, the advance of the Nord army is like a carriage stuck in the mud, and the slowness is a little unacceptable.

When the army converged south in Mecca, it was discovered that the Falcon army, which was expected to resist desperately in Tyre, had already withdrawn from this area in advance, and a large abandoned area stretched from Tyre to the north of Dylans, and on this journey of hundreds of miles, dozens of villages and towns and 5 cities along the way should have been burned by the retreating Wikibians before the Nord army arrived in a hurry.

More than 100,000 Tyrs seem to have been completely evaporated, whether it is a prosperous central town or a remote rural countryside, all the Nords see are worthless ruins and a large pile of grain waste left in the center of the town.

It was the winter wheat that was about to ripen in the field, these winter wheat that was about to ripen, if it wasn't for this war, it would have entered the ripening season in about a month, and this winter had plenty of rain, and many people thought it would be a good harvest year, but the sudden war disrupted this qiē, because there were too many of them, it was really inconvenient to transport them all, and it was impossible to find so many wagons for a while, so they were all required to pull out and burn them in the central square

Such a situation is simply a huge disaster for many Nord soldiers who are holding on to plunder, they are just ordinary soldiers, what kingdoms, what glorious things, for them, it is far less direct than gold and silver property, the whole continent knows that the Falcon Dynasty is the richest region on the continent,

Just as before the war, in order to improve the morale of the soldiers, the Nord officers instilled in them all day long, "It is a luxurious land full of gold and silver, and even if you grab a handful of soil from there, it will flow with a golden luster!Come, take up your tomahawks, and let us go together, glory, women, wealth, what more do you want?The woman of the Vecchia Falcon?well, this should belong to the adults above!"...,

"Haha!" the soldiers laughed in understanding, but now, this kind of sight is long gone, because they don't see anything related to wealth, all they see every day is ruins, ruins...... ，

"How many ruins did you find today? Three! No, I found six! You don't know me, our captain even sent someone to mark it, so that when someone says that we are lying, "Even sometimes when we meet with familiar companions, we will use this to make fun of each other, and then let out a somewhat helpless laugh

Different from the soldiers' declining morale, it is a controversy between high-level generals about logistics needs, the Nord army in this attack is the elite of the country, according to the original military affairs department's assumption, the huge military rations required for this expedition are about 2 million tons,

Part of it can be solved by the original kingdom stockpiles, according to the report of the Ministry of the Interior, although the southern part of Nord was also affected by the drought last year, but the Ssatusco corridor, a grain-producing area obtained from the Ryordians,

As well as a rare harvest in the Suruo region in ten years, the total grain output of the Nord Kingdom has increased by as much as 20%, and the harvest has increased by more than 2.5 million tons compared with previous years.

Except for a part of the stay in the country, it can fully support the needs of the early stage of this war, and the other part, the Nord Military Department proposed that it can be considered to obtain from the occupied territory, the time of the kingdom's attack, the selection is the season when the southern winter wheat is about to be harvested, the south of Vekia has always been a famous grain producing area on the mainland, after the cold winter heavy snow, the cold-resistant southern wheat will enter the maturity period, as long as these areas are occupied, are you afraid that there will be no military food supply?

It was with this intention that King Yagrolc of Nod thought about arranging this surprise attack on the Falcon Dynasty.

However, the results of the early battle were not smooth, the stubborn resistance of the Falcon army and the clear walls along the way, which made the logistics burden of the Nord army increase day by day, and then the attack from the Falcon army to the south,

In order to settle this part of the population, the Nord country had to squeeze out a part of the extremely limited food stock, otherwise the hundreds of thousands of refugees rioted because of hunger, which would cause incalculable disastrous consequences to the Nord country.

In order to solve the follow-up shortage of military rations, Yagrolk could only order the limited military rations to be distributed according to the level of the legion, which led to the fact that the first-level main battle corps could solve two meals a day, while the second-level legion could only eat one meal a day.

The soldiers are angry about this, everyone is playing with their lives, why should they eat one less meal than others, they can't eat enough, how can this battle be fought!

Of course, the saddest thing is not these soldiers, but the army led by Crimson Erdo to attack Zhivacheze,

His army was the farthest away from the base camp, so every time he needed food, he needed to send a separate team of horses from the logistics department to transport it.

But under the watchful eyes of countless Nord generals, these consignments were often stopped by hungry soldiers before they reached the border, or often waited until their own horse teams arrived at the logistics officer, and the reply was "I'm sorry, the last bit of food was dragged"

In order to compete for food, there has been a lot of friction between the Nord legions, and even some legions have secretly organized food grabbing teams to intercept the food of other legions.

Any wagon carrying food must pass under their hungry, bloodshot gazes, and these heavy tomahawks, who were mainly responsible for siege assaults, were undoubtedly veterans of doing this,...,

Once they find a target that can be plundered, they will use their physical advantage to rush up, drive the opponent down like a city wall, and then quickly send people to pull the food away.

If you want to take it back, you must have the courage to face the cold and glittering battle axes on hundreds of faces, and the traditional martial arts of the Nords undoubtedly contributed to the spread of this kind of power grabbing, among these legions that like to rob friendly troops, the second legion of Noseanvik is the most prominent,

He was the second elite unit after the First Army, and in this attack, he suffered the smallest losses, and most of the generals under his command were also unruly.

Before Northernvik became the commander of the legions, most of these short-tempered generals were the thorns of the legions, because the Fourth Legion was completely wiped out in Stmonidos, in order to fill the vacancy of the four Praetorian Guards, the Nord Military Department unified the thorns of these legions under one legion, and appointed the nombalistic Northernvik of Kyoto as the commander of the legion

There are generals and subordinates, and it can be seen from the rampant snatching of food under his command that Norseanvik is not a good man, and in several coordination meetings convened by the Ministry of War,

Facing the party that was robbed of the grain, Norther Anvik also dared to stand up directly, and said disdainfully in front of him, "You still want to go back to what was robbed, you are still not a Nord species!"

Later, there was a lot of grabbing, and everyone formed a consensus that the second legion was all bastards, but the most bastard was this Norther Anvik, this is a guy who played tricks and even shook his head at His Majesty Yagrolc, who called this guy's sister the most favored princess!

In the darkness of the night, some figures lurking in the trees moved cautiously forward, and their eyes began to become excited as they looked at the campfires on the mountain walls in the distance

"It's our army, look! That's the battle flag of our Nords!" a leading black shadow whispered excitedly, and following his fingers, everyone saw a banner embroidered with a Nord-style battle axe fluttering in the night wind,

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