Chapter 65: The Empty City
As he spoke, the general's tent arrived.
Gathered their minds and walked in, the things they had just discussed could not be put on the agenda until the end of this war at the earliest.
Looking around, they came late, and the other noble lords basically came.
This made the young baron's heart even more dissatisfied, apparently he was the last wave to be notified, and this was simply when he, the supreme commander, was transparent, and sat in his seat without saying a word.
"I've summoned you here because there's a very unusual message from the front sentry. β
It was General Christopher, who was full of opinions from Patlem's stomach, a civilian general from a peasant family, whose appearance could only be described as ordinary.
There is nothing brilliant about his face, his complexion is dark, he is neither tall nor short, and even the muscles on his body are not obvious, many irregular knights are more developed than him, and people who don't know his identity think that he is a farmer who is digging in the field, and no one will associate him with the champion knight who is known as a humanoid monster.
"What kind of abnormal news? Could it be that the other party is out of the city and is ready to fight with us head-on?"
"On the contrary, all the outposts of the other side have been withdrawn, and there is not one left, and our outpost has touched the city of Bastille. β
"This is normal, our army is pressing, what is the use of their hundreds of outposts? It is not enough for us to charge, so we naturally have to retreat. β
"If that's all there is, I won't bother you to make a trip, for just now another sentinel reported that the Bastille is now an empty city. β
"What?"
"Empty city?"
"Could it be a mistake?"
"No mistake, there have been several rounds of sentinels back, bringing back the same information, and now we are preparing manpower to go in and investigate!"
"The other party abandoned the city and fled?"
"Cowards, shameless cowards, how can they abandon the city and flee? What about our military exploits?"
"Chase, you must chase, even if you chase into the mountains, you must find out these cowards, all the men will be killed, and all the women, children and children will become slaves. β
"Idiot, aren't you afraid that this is a trap set by others, just waiting for you to hit it?"
"Traps? Are you kidding? How big is it to fit so many of us? Even if there are traps, they will be trampled on. β
For a while, the whole general's tent quarreled into a pot of gruel, and it was obvious that the other party's reaction was completely unexpected by them, according to their inertial logical thinking, after those mountain people occupied the Bastille, they should hold the city hard, and the chance of winning was the greatest.
Now it was good that their army had been assembled and was about to arrive, and they found that their enemy was gone, and it felt like throwing a heavy punch on a ball of cotton, making people vomit blood uncomfortably.
"Although such a situation is unexpected, it is also reasonable, the other party is a plate of scattered sand after all, seeing that our army is about to arrive, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold it, of course I have to flee in the wilderness. Patlem sneered.
"That's fine, but it saves us the trouble, as long as we take the Bastille, our task will be half completed, and those idiots think that if we give up the Bastille, we will let him go?
"If you want to fight and loot, you can go directly to the other party's lair and grab it, what Bolton was able to accomplish with a group of greedy people at the beginning, can't we have so many lords and nobles do it? β
"Well said, even if they can run again, they won't be able to run out of the Andes Mountains, so let's just take a little more trouble and walk a little more mountain roads. β
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get on the road, strive to spend the night in the Bastille tonight, and the other party in the province will regret it, and then run back, do you really want to fight a tough battle, don't you know how high the death rate of the besieging side is in the siege battle? β
"General, what are you waiting for?
Christopher has been frowning since the introduction, watching everyone's quarrel, originally hoping to find something useful from their quarrel, and finally came to the conclusion that it is all a group of vulgar and incompetent people, including Patlem, the second in line of succession of the Pheren family.
The first thing they thought of was their own interests, none of them stood in the other party's point of view, analyzed the other party's intentions with a tactical eye, did they have a deep meaning in doing so, did the other party really think that the Andis mountain people were a group of incompetent pigs, waiting for them to slaughter?
They all forgot that the Andes mountain people were the most orthodox of Andes Empire bloodline back then, and the last thing they lacked was all kinds of geniuses, whether normal or crazy.
Even under their suppression for hundreds of years, they still stand tall in the Andes Mountains, but in the Byron League, their figure is becoming more and more common.
"Your Excellency, I think we should be cautious. A relatively unfamiliar voice interrupted Christopher's divergent thoughts.
"Who are you? This is the Supreme Military Council, who gives you the right to speak?"
"How did an untitled knight get in? What about the guards? Did the eagles peck at the eyes of the guards?"
It was Conrad, who was dressed as a guard beside Patlem, who spoke, and it didn't matter if he opened his mouth, he caused trouble for himself first.
In this hierarchical world, his lack of roots is his most Achilles' heel, although he has been by Patlem's side for a while, but this possessive young baron, afraid that he will leave him after he becomes famous, only let him serve as a guard and adviser by his side, and does not even give him the title of knight.
Usually, as long as you stand next to PatlΓͺme, others will give three points, but in such a formal setting, it is normal for some people to take the opportunity to make trouble, because there are still many strong supporters of Philip.
However, Conrad spoke, apparently with his own calculations, and he didn't care about other people's reactions, as long as he aroused someone's interest.
As long as it aroused his interest, this charge was nothing, and this man was certainly the most important man in the camp - General Christopher.
"Oh?" said General Christopher, looking at Conrad with interest, "Tell me, what different opinion do you have? If it satisfies me, I will not pursue it, and if it is the same useless words, disrupting the supreme military council and breaking into the camp, and punishing both crimes, what do you think?"
"It's up to the general. β
"Your Excellency the General is wise, so it's appropriate to handle it like this. β
"Let's see what makes this new staff officer next to the Baron really special. β
Even if he was prepared, Conrad's forehead was slightly sweating at the moment, the champion knight deserved to be a champion knight, one look can bring so much pressure to people, the other party's eyes seem to have a magical ability that penetrates people's hearts, as if all his tricks have been seen through by the other party, and there is nothing to hide.
This person was really the same person as the filthy man in his intelligence, and at this moment, Conrad's heart began to beat a drum.
However, the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, and he seemed to be able to detect the dissatisfied gaze of Patlem next to him, and he retracted his mind.
"Lord Bolton's strength, everyone is not ignorant, even if it is a loss of carelessness and underestimation of the enemy, it is not so simple to take a castle with thousands of troops, let's substitute it, change it to your position in the position of the Andis mountain people, how many troops do you give you, can you take down the Bastille?"
"How can you make such an analogy? There is no comparison between the two at all, we are not those barbaric, lowly mountain people......
"Cross him out. With a wave of his hand, General Christopher pounced on the little nobleman who was red-faced and screaming with anger.
"You can't do that, I'm a hereditary baron canonized by Lord Duke himself, and I'm eligible to attend all the military councils of the Lord. It is my right to speak freely, this is the sacred and inviolable power given to me by the Duke and protected by the laws of the Union, you are abusing your private power, abusing your private power, and I will go to the Duke to impeach you. β
In the process of going out, the little nobleman was still shouting, but no one paid attention to it, it was a fool's business to offend a hereditary earl with great power for the sake of a hereditary baron.
"It's okay to have different political opinions, but don't mess around, otherwise, don't blame me for not saving face for him. β
Christopher looked around, his eyes shining fiercely, "Especially if it's politically motivated, it's not allowed." Okay, you can go on. β
"Judging from the well-trained sentinels of the other side, the other side is definitely not a group of unorganized and undisciplined rangers, and the other side may abandon the Bastille because they are afraid of our military might, or it may be out of tactical considerations, if the latter is the case, we have to guard against it, and if we go further, we will enter the mountainous area with large undulating terrain, and the other side may want to ambush us. Conrad analyzed.
"Why do you think it's a great insight! I turned around and didn't say anything substantial. β
Conrad's way of appearing was too high-profile, and what he threw out was obviously not in line with this high-profile, which naturally attracted dissatisfaction, but there was a lesson from the past, and this verbal attack was not too intense.
"Even if the witches who are proficient in divination and astrology from the Witch Society are present in person, they don't dare to say that they are ahead of the curve, this is just a praising word in the novel classics. Conrad was remarkable.
"If you summarize the lives of those victorious generals, prudence will be the word that runs through their lives, and those generals who like to make strange and dangerous generals, although it is easy to achieve brilliant victories according to the past and present, but most of them do not live long, and finally carry on their own adventures, and it is always not wrong to be careful. β
"Be careful, just by virtue of this sentence, you will be exempted from your guilt today!" Christopher's eyes flashed with a certain deep meaning, "Anything, you can't do it again, I hope that the next time you appear on this occasion, you already have a matching identity, otherwise, I won't be as good as this time." β
"Thank you for the kindness of the General, the original God of Truth bless you. Conrad bowed in thanks.