Although it was still evening, incense wax was still burning early in the king's tent.

This is not much luxury, anyway, this itself is a special product of the Northland, brought to the emperor by the local lords, and packed in the emperor's luggage, it is not a big burden.

Seeing that the atmosphere around him was gradually considering the outcome he had predicted, Knight Sward simply stopped playing psychological warfare with the emperor and his ministers, but simply pierced the window paper.

"I wonder if your Majesty is asking about a general's situation at this time, do you intend to make any personnel arrangements for him? ”

When Sword said this, the somewhat awkward atmosphere of the scene was even more solidified.

In any case, the Duke of Yarimes was indeed a subordinate of Sword, and it was indeed a bit inappropriate to go beyond an imperial commander and arrange the work directly.

But since the Sward Knight had asked so forcefully, Perris would have to give a reasonable answer, even if he was stubborn.

He looked at the knight commander, who had been the first to openly pledge his allegiance to him in public, took a deep breath and said:

"Grand Master, when you left the meeting to dispose of the Empire's garbage, Duke Yalime came up with a solution that sounded like it would solve the Empire's supply problem......"

"And I approved it. ”

In order to apologize, Pelliste did not use the lofty title of "I", but used the "I" used by all people to try to curry favor with Ward.

And after Knight Sword made the little emperor understand how much he had been "wronged" in this way, he was very happy and no longer entangled in this matter, but asked directly:

"So, Your Majesty, what kind of cooperation does the Empire's army need to do for the plan?"

"Hmm...... Grand Master. I need our army to stop. Stop for a while, no more than a week at most, and then Lord Arimes will help us solve the supply problem once and for all. In addition, he will take more than 4,000 peasant soldiers with him as the main man to carry out the plan. ”

Knight Sword gave the little emperor in front of him a deep look. He also had something he wanted to say.

The empire should not have been stagnant here for a whole week. It's like he shouldn't have been in a hurry before.

But he didn't say this sentence at all, but nodded slightly, and praised: "I thank you for your broad-mindedness for the soldiers on the front line, Your Majesty." It's been a long time since the soldiers have had a good night's sleep in the hot camp, and they will be grateful to you. ”

With that, he also owed a slight debt, and turned to leave the camp.

This is the Sward Knight.

He knew very well that it was a very foolish thing to use his own strength to fight against the imperial power, although his background could ensure that he could at least protect himself without doing anything out of the ordinary.

But it wasn't enough to reach the heights he really wanted.

Therefore, when he encounters a problem, the first thing he thinks about is to compromise.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but say to himself: "Okay, let's stop and give those barbarians time to take a breath, and also give our own people a time to take a breath." ”

At present, the size of the imperial army is indeed a lot of bloated and chaotic command.

Not just the swelling of numbers, but more because of the country knights who admired the war.

They themselves were the backbone of the Imperial army, the cavalry, but the armed peasants they brought with them were extremely inferior in combat, usually two or three of them shared a shield, and the only weapons they could use to kill the enemy were stones and butcher knives.

However, that's not the most maddening.

The most maddening thing is that many knights are not willing to part with the farmers they bring with them.

When they watched the officers of the empire come to reorganize their own farmers, there was no less hostility in their eyes than a hen that saw an eagle.

Just as the Emperor is the protector of all the people of Great Prus, so we keep these peasants safe, and we cannot leave an inch. ”

These knights of the country quote scriptures.

And the officer who couldn't help them before, at this time, touched his nose with some embarrassment.

"Ah, my lords, knights of the Empire. Do you know that the Emperor has a new disposition for our army, which is to arrange for these peasant soldiers to protect our rear...... In fact, it is the brothers on the front line who carry food and supplies, and if you are interested in doing such work, then just stand with the farmers. ”

"Even though you have to leave the front, the Empire will pay you the same salary—but only half of the front, and, of course, you have no right to plunder the spoils of war. From my personal point of view, I also think this is a good thing, after all, so many people die every day on the front line, and it is more secure to earn money by transporting food and grass, not to mention that you can better protect your attendants......"

After listening to the officer's words, the expressions on the faces of the knights, which had just been firm, suddenly became shaken, and they were replaced by another kind of "righteousness".

"Officer, how can you be so prejudiced against a noble knight?

"The peasant soldiers we brought out of the territory are brave warriors, and they have long learned how to protect themselves on the battlefield!"

"For us, protecting the safety of His Majesty the Emperor is our most unshirkable duty. ”

The officer opened his mouth a little "surprised", and said with some hesitation:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can ...... like this"

"Don't say any more, let's go to Lord Sword now and sign up to form a knight legion. ”

One of the knights spat at his sword and said, "Any more word you say is an insult to our noble class. All of us are about to serve in the new knight legion, so you should leave these words to cowards and children!"

The officer had a wry smile on his face and turned to leave.

The knights behind him were still clamoring about these latest military arrangements, and only the knight who had given the officer the most contemptuous attitude had quietly followed.

The officer changed his respectful and humble expression, and said with his nostrils raised: "I have prepared your share of the favor, and I will send someone to your tent in the evening." ”

After hearing this, the knight's face suddenly showed a little joy.

"My lord, about the introduction you made to the shogun?"

"Well said, well said, as long as you keep working hard for the Grand Master and do more things that are beneficial to the expedition, Lord Malta (Sword's surname) will promote you sooner or later. In fact, I've already mentioned your name to him. ”

The officer scratched his nostrils and used the rotten rhetoric countless times.

Perhaps this knight did not know that at least two out of ten of those knights in the country were his "insiders".

Even so, the adult felt a little unstable.

After all, in that legendary empire, a wise man said, "If there are ten people in a bureau and less than eight of them are in charge, it is not called a bureau ......."

But in any case, the effect of the "impotence" used by Sword is quite good.

At this point, just looking at the gloomy expression on the face of the Duke of Yarime, and the newly assembled "Five Hundred Cavalry Regiment" can be completely seen.

In addition, in terms of infantry, although General Nonno left, he was a friend of Sword after all, and had already given a list of recommendations before leaving, hoping that Sword would consider choosing a new commander among these people to take charge of the Empire's infantry team.

Of course, Sword trusted his old friend's judgment, but after reading the list, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Most of the people on that list turned out to be some sergeant major from a civilian background, or some little baron from the north, or knights.

If he were to appoint any of the people on this list, as the new infantry commander of the Empire, it was estimated that a riot would immediately begin in the Empire's barracks.

He considers himself a rather conservative man when it comes to appointing governors.

So he secured an earl from the south, who had a very rich domain, and who he was able to keep in good order.

"If he can manage the crops, then he will definitely be able to manage the infantry!"

This is what Sword said to several of the Imperial generals.

The generals under his command would rather have a hundred cavalry than lead an infantry, and on this point, the knights of Sward were on the same page.

In his eyes, except for the Southern Legion led by Nong Nuo himself, who was still a combat-effective infantry, the rest of them were just cannon fodder to create opportunities for his knights.

Although in his army of more than 8,000 people, these "cannon fodder" who were thrown into the front line still numbered 7,000 people.

In terms of the size of the Abbasid Empire, mobilizing an army with more than 20,000 peasants is only a drop in the bucket.

A country with a population of millions, but only a tribe of twenty or thirty thousand people mobilized to conquer the barbarians, if the people of an eastern country could see such a scene, they would laugh at them.

But from the perspective of military history, this is a large army that has never been seen in the history of the Dilistine Continent.

Even if it has a relatively complete military system, it is still a great military disaster for a commander who does not have brilliant talents.

In fact, even the Sward knight himself did not notice that although he was only a commander on the surface, the task of integrating and managing the army had always been entrusted to Nonno.

From this point of view, he may be better at being a "general", able to formulate a certain battle plan, and lead the army to victory, but once the complexity of the task exceeds the maximum amount he can carry on his own, he will have to hand over some of the military power to others to relieve the pressure of his march.

During the seven days, the Sward knights, although not very successful in the army, did not make a lot of achievements in sending the knights to harass the Wigand people.

Therefore, the soldiers and knights even gave him the name of "human slaughter" in private.

But for this, the Sward Knight didn't care.

As with his most essential position, he is the Grand Master of the Knights of the Emperor's Guards (Rainbow Knights), and as His Majesty's sharpest sword, it is his duty to cut off all enemies for him.

As for anything else, he couldn't take care of it, let alone care about it.

The most he himself did during these seven days was to pray in his tent.

Judging by the fact that the knights were getting fewer and fewer wins, he actually had a premonition that a decisive battle was coming.

The barbarians...... What the hell is Mingtang doing?

And this question also applies to Edward, who was stepping up his training of his army in the north.

Unlike the Great Prussian Army, which was solving logistical problems, the Wiegand fought on their own soil, but their barren production capacity dictated a serious problem.

Even if there is no consumption on the supply line, there is absolutely no way for them to maintain the supply of food while the army is massed.

In fact, the destruction of their weak primitive economy by the people of Greater Prussia has seriously threatened their food security at the beginning of spring.

For the Great Prussians, the inability to win this battle means that a large number of noble generals will be unlucky, and the majesty of the emperor will be swept away, but the country's economy as a whole will not be greatly threatened.

As for the Wiggans, if the Great Prus no longer continue to attack them now, but retreat to the position near the city of Dingbei to stop and defend to the death.

By the spring of the following year, the race will be able to be reclaimed without bloodshed by starvation.

It's a pity that the people in power today only know more about their own economic situation, and they are still not as professional as those Solomonic scholars when it comes to conquering barbarians.

With Holder's help, it actually took only two days for Edward to recover all the "famous gates", and another half a day to integrate the troops of the small tribal chiefs into his own army.

Then, for the next four and a half days, the huge army, numbering more than 25,000 men, had almost eaten up the stock of food that Edward had painstakingly collected from every corner of the swamp.

Finally, in the early morning of the eighth day, the king from the north, and a knight from the south, finally gave the order to march forward on the same day and at the same moment.

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