"Karene Sibo is a general who is good at defense, and from the time she joined the army until now, almost all wars have been defensive wars, and it will be a very difficult person. ”

Knight Grofilo, the commander of the 1st Corps and the commander of the front line, said solemnly: "The ultimate goal of our offensive plan is to use a huge army to press the border on all fronts, so that the limited forces on the opposite side are exhausted to increase their attrition, and let the huge attrition force the Suke Plain side to abandon such a narrow defensive line... But now even God is on their side, and winter is clearly not suitable for our plan of onslaught. ”

Knight Grofillo's last sentence was very tactful, but it was true.

Light snow and a continuous drizzle of rain drift almost every day in the winter make it infinitely more difficult to attack.

Bowenwright never expressed any dissatisfaction with the different opinions of his subordinates, and after listening patiently to the words of Knight Grofillo, in silence he took out a letter of order with the king's seal from his saddle and handed it to the nearest chief of staff, Baron Pruitt.

Prutt has worked with Bowenright for many years, and he prefers to remain silent most of the time, because he is well aware that his chief is a thoughtful man and that he will think deeply about all opinions. Prut had already read the letter of order, which was why he remained silent when the generals had just discussed the war.

Prut knew very well why the old chief had given him this order, he slowly opened the order letter, glanced at the king's seal at the place where the order was placed, and said, "The order from Your Majesty is for us to exchange places with the Sixth Heavy Infantry Regiment. ”

"It's... Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?" Knight Grofillo's original swear words were about to be spoken, but they were swept away by Bowenley's stern gaze, and they had to change their tone.

"A normal order, let's hand over our positions back to the defensive line, and let the 6th Heavy Infantry Army take over the next attack. Chief of Staff Prut responded to Knight Grofilo very calmly.

"Of course I know what this order is, I mean—" Grofilo was only halfway through the sentence, pointing to the muddy road not far away, "Do you think the hoplites under the command of Covinde can fight in such an environment? They have more than sixty pounds of equipment combined, and with the heavy knife carts they are used to, I bet they will be stuck in the mud and unable to move before they can walk more than ten meters." ”

Grofilo was right, but High Command didn't know what was going on here.

"Sir, I think you should explain our situation here in more detail to Your Majesty, otherwise Your Majesty will be fooled by the group of fools around him. ”

"No one can fool Your Majesty!" Bowen Wright snapped.

"But..."

"Your Majesty is now on his way to the western part of the El Luk Territory, and he is going to personally participate in the war to besiege the 'Death Fortress'. Chief of Staff Prut stared at Grofilo with a very stern warning in his eyes, "This order was signed by His Majesty himself, and no one can question it. ”

"It's obvious..."

Before the word 'wrong' could be uttered, Bowenlet hurriedly said, "No one can change His Majesty's orders!" and the word 'no one' in his mouth was very heavy, "Besides, General Bernie Blaise is not a stupid man, he knows very well how to deal with this muddy land. ”

With that, Bowenwright pulled the reins of his horse and galloped towards the rear position, and it was obvious that Grofilo had a lot to say, and he subconsciously pulled the reins of his horse to catch up. At this moment, Knight Kver, the lieutenant of Bowenlet, stepped forward and grabbed Grofillo's arm.

Kerver glanced at Sir Elton, the Military Intelligence Commissioner, who had left with a blank face, and whispered in a very stern tone: "This is an order from the High Command, do you think it can be changed at will?

"Can't you see?" said Grofilo, though he was forty years old, he was still as irritable as a young man, "The Sixth Army is all hoplites, have you ever seen a battle with pure hoplites? ”

"This is from His Majesty's order. Kerver didn't like Grollo's reaction, but he said patiently: "The Sixth Army has another name... Covind leads the hoplite legion. ”

"It's war, it's not—" Grofilo's originally loud voice was inaudible after he spoke.

"Besides..."Kwel was very satisfied with Grofilo's reaction, and continued: "I have repeated it countless times just now, this is Your Majesty's order, even if Your Majesty knows that this is a wrong order, it will not be changed in such a short time, I still say the same thing, the military order is not a joke!"

...

Pei Di looked at the busy officials and retinue of the king's camp in front of him, and was a little unhappy.

As a king, every time he traveled, he was full of all kinds of troubles, and he was eager to remove these troublesome officials and casual people. But he knew better that if he canceled these people's following, more troublesome things would follow.

The troops that were supposed to reach the western front in three days, because the king's journey took eight days. By the time Pedi arrived, even Bowenwright, who had left after him, had arrived a day earlier.

The gray sky that saw no day, and the fishy smell that could not be dispelled, all made Pedi, who was favored by the divine powers, naturally disgusted.

The coldest month of the year in the month of Eloke Territory, coupled with the biting cold wind that never seems to stop at the 'Death Fortress', makes many soldiers in the coastal tropics of Arrow very uncomfortable, and many soldiers cannot even sleep peacefully.

These unexpected circumstances caused the general attack originally scheduled for No. 2 to be postponed indefinitely.

As a result, the morale was a little sluggish, and when Pedi had just arrived at the outskirts of the 'Death Fortress', he had to rush to the front line as soon as possible to cheer up the soldiers.

In the tent of the command camp of the Chinese army, before he had time to rest, Peidi gathered the generals of the kingdom.

'We need a win to boost morale. Pedi and the generals gathered around a campfire, unfiguring off their wet boots and gloves and baking their cold bodies.

"Use Elok to lead the local soldiers?" Lundin Reagan subconsciously responded, thinking that it was the most normal thing to do to requisition local residents as soldiers.

"Then our war will be meaningless. Morinda frowned and shook his head to veto.

"As long as the war is finally won, things that don't make sense will also become meaningful. "Lundin Reagan has his own ideas.

"We preach 'justice' in this war, we are here to save the people of the Eluk Lord, and if the local population is forcibly recruited, it will cause unnecessary unrest. Bipp, who had only returned yesterday after completing the order, was on Morinda side, "Besides, our army has enough strength to win a victory." ”

"I reserve my opinion. Lundin Reagan was not an argumentative person, and he began to fall silent after saying this.

After Pedi said a word, he seemed to be concentrating on his own warmth, and completely ignored the generals' words. However, when the generals' conversation fell into an awkward silence, he raised his head again, as if remembering something important, looked at Bowenlet and asked, "How is the war in Tyre?"

"Steady progress is being made in accordance with the specified battle plan ... Sir Bernie-Blaise's army split into three lines and simultaneously attacked the towers and fortified strongholds in Tyre, depleting the war reserves of the Sook Plains with all their might. Bowenwright's answer was so rigorous that it was impossible to fault it.

The generals present were not very concerned about the fighting on the other battlefield at this moment, so they remained silent about Bowenley's words.

Pedy smiled, and after Bowenright replied, he nodded solemnly, "Very well!" and then said to Otwood, who was waiting beside him, "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

Fresh barbecue is definitely not available, because in order to reduce the pressure on logistics, Pei Di specially issued a military order, strictly ordering the generals of all departments not to privately order the logistics office to carry any live livestock!

However, the wine can be managed.

Therefore, the king and his generals ended up boiling wild vegetable soup on the side of jerky.

While the aroma of dried meat and wild vegetable soup wafted through the camp, the unhappiness that had accumulated in the hearts of the generals in recent days was slowly dissolving.

"I remember my knight instructor once saying that every war has its own uncertainties, and that before we sent out our troops, we had a special meeting because of the weather, and many of us mentioned it at the time, but all of us said that we would overcome these difficulties. Pedi behaved casually, he faded from the majesty of the king, leaned back on the wooden shelf behind the stool, and said: "This war has only just begun, we have sufficient logistical supplies, we have such a large army, and we have the support of countless allies. ”

"I have entrusted the elves to allocate medicines, and the diseases of the soldiers due to the lack of adaptation will be treated soon, and the logistics department will also bring the soldiers to change their cotton clothes as soon as possible. Pedi took out the cigars and distributed them to the generals, and said very calmly, "The cold of the Iruk territory is different from the highland steppes and the north, the cold here is accompanied by the dampness, and I have asked the locals that as long as they keep themselves dry, the cold will be dispelled. ”

"Your Majesty, it's not a pleasure for the soldiers to come here!" Lendin-Reagan immediately advised, "Winter will soon pass, and there is no need to waste time on such a thing... There's a huge forest nearby, and we just need to keep the campfire alive in the camp, and the cold isn't a problem at all. ”

"I also think it's a waste of time... The winter in Elok is very short, and the weather will warm up after the end of March, and a month and a half will pass. "As the prime minister's government, Bipp is most concerned about spending money, and it takes a lot of money to re-customize a batch of cotton clothes for this huge army.

Pedi didn't want to spend the money, but he knew very well that some money had to be spent, so he didn't discuss it much, and said in a changed tone: "I just said that we need a victory, who wants to follow me to fight for this victory?"

"Is Your Majesty going to the front in person?" asked Lundin-Reagan, who did not approve of the King's actions, because it would be the greatest insult to him and the generals to let the King fight on the front lines.

However, Lundin Reagan could not stop the king from doing so, after all, the king also wanted to pursue his own honor.

Pedi looked at his uncle, "That's what I'm here for. ”

...

Twenty miles east of the 'Death Fortress', in the military camp of the Kingdom of Kruria.

Under the bitter cold blockade, groups of Knights of the Kingdom rushed around the barracks, spreading the news that the king was about to personally lead a large army to attack the undead legions.

On the morning of February 2,

The thick winter fog and the smog of evil energy blurred everything in front of us, and carried an unbearable cold.

However, the kingdom troops stationed in the western territory of the Eluk leadership have changed from the previous slump, and in the sound of loud horns, surrounded by the military music "Burning Sky", the huge army erupted with a war spirit that changed the color of the world.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the knights of the King's personal guard, carrying the giant bear battle flag, slowly walked towards the camp gate in the corridors outside the camps.

Countless heralds shouted in the gallop of their horses: "The king is on the march!"

...

As the commander of the hoplite cavalry corps, Wren has been by the king's side for the past few days.

Before that, he had been by the king's side for more than ten years, and during those ten years he never imagined that the master he served would one day be crowned king, let alone that he would one day wear knightly armor and gallop on the battlefield.

Wren has warned himself since he was a child, always remembering his identity as a carpenter's son, and never daring to exceed half a point. He did not know why he had been chosen to be the king's servant, but he remembered that the castle knights' guard was very haphazard in choosing their attendants for the king, in his father's words: "Count Omar's servants are nobles, and his brother's servants can only be commoners, this is the old duke's will." ”

"Thank you to the old duke for his will, so that I can see such a scene here. Wren walked slowly under the leadership of the war horse, staring at the figure of the king not far away, muttering without realizing it.

"Sir, are you praying to the goddess again?" Donnai Knight, once the deputy commander of Wren, and now the commander of the Second Heavy Cavalry Corps, as a nobleman, he was canonized as a knight just after coming of age, without Wren's precipitation of more than ten years, so he was very lively when he was young.

"I pray that the Goddess will bring us victory!"

"Your Majesty is on the battlefield in person, we can't fail!" Tang Nai lifted the mask of the knight's helmet, leaned slightly closer to Wren, and said in a very small voice: "Look at those generals, they must be very nervous now, they are more worried about defeat than we do!"

Wren's gaze subconsciously looked at the generals who followed the king, but he couldn't find anything. Because there were so many people around the king that they didn't know how to observe them.

Still, Wren was able to understand the seemingly joking warning of the Donnay Knight... His Majesty the King is on the front line of the battlefield, and the generals will definitely not let their defeat be presented in front of the King, and the Heavy Knights, as an independent corps, will attract attention from all sides.

"Victory at all costs!" said a phrase that kept ringing in Wren's mind right now.

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