In the position, the soldiers who were running around with gunpowder boxes gradually stopped, they put down the boxes and bent down to discuss with their comrades what to do. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the situation was irreversible, and Chief Charlotte's first flight had greatly weakened morale, and now they would not obey even if the other Governors present forcibly ordered them to stay.

No one wants to die in vain.

From the looks on the faces of the soldiers, the commanders realized this, and in order not to disgrace themselves before disbanding on the spot, they simply sighed and stopped ordering the soldiers to do defensive work.

One of the most prestigious officers climbed to the top and stood in the sight of everyone, pinching his brow with a sad face.

"Guys, we have fought side by side for countless days and nights, and we are about to be the main force of the expeditionary army to sweep through the Ottoman Turkish Empire in southern Europe. But now, we have to say goodbye, just for a common purpose, which is to live. For the sake of our wives and children, for the sake of the elderly in our families, we have to live well. ”

At this point, the officer abruptly stopped, looking at the group of familiar and unfamiliar soldiers in a quiet manner.

Driven by something, the soldiers also stopped whispering at this time, and looked intently at the commander and the old friend who had known him for several years.

It's time to separate, they thought.

After a pause, the chief spoke again.

"Run, run to the town where the march passed yesterday, buy a horse and take your family home, leave Denmark forever and never come back, for you are deserters. ”

As the words fell, the officer closed his eyes and waved his hand violently, driving them away.

Ignoring the reluctance in their hearts, the soldiers hurriedly found a few good friends to form a team and ran in the direction of the town.

If you look at it from the air, you will see a strange scene.

The Spartan Legion charging at full speed.

A supply convoy that is unaware of everything and moves safely through the mountains.

Thousands of deserters in groups of three or five.

The vast wilderness is composed of these groups of people who are oriented towards different goals and different beliefs, which is monotonous and intriguing.

In a few moments, the soldiers were all gone, and the officers had no intention of leaving in a hurry, for each of them was armed with a horse.

They climbed the hill and watched the Spartan army in the distance approach the supply convoy, worried about the weak convoys.

"Olaf, what to do with this batch of artillery in the position?"

"Stay here, we can't take it away and we can't blow it up. ”

"It's better to push them into the sea, and even if you can't take them away, you can't leave them to the enemy. ”

"It's light to say, you can push hundreds of cannons slowly...... It's time to go, guys, have you figured out where you're going from here?"

"England, because it is far from the European continent and will not be eroded by war, the Danish expeditionary force will sweep across the European battlefield. ”

Even the king had not heard of the destruction of the naval port, and the officers certainly did not, except that the patrol that had reported the news had said that a group of men had stolen a number of warships from the naval port.

"Coincidentally, I'm going to England too, and we can get together. ”

"In that case, I'll go to England too. Someone chimed in.

"Alright, then go back and get ready, and assemble in the small town of Steeu in two days. ”

Agreed, the officers high-fived themselves and said goodbye cheerfully, then mounted their horses and prepared to go their separate ways.

They can be deserters, get on a ship to England before their boss knows about it, buy a piece of land there or buy a winery, and live in peace.

And the poor soldiers who followed him for many years came from poor families, and they couldn't even afford to buy a ferry ticket with little money in their pockets, so they had to find a way to travel to a foreign country to work as coolies, fishermen or farmers to support their families.

"Olaf, you say, our Arna Legion has made countless feats in battle, and this time we actually became deserters, who is to blame? Do I blame myself?" the officer straddled the saddle and stared into the distance with a frown, his eyes full of self-reproach, for the loss of his once endless glory.

"No, it's our Supreme Commander-in-Chief, General Arna. ”

"Oh? Why?"

"Everyone knows that he is an arrogant guy, and since our legion has changed into this batch of equipment that is much more powerful than normal artillery, his whole tail is about to, and he thinks that the Arna legion is invincible...... In this case, it was suggested that he contact the cavalry unit to protect the artillery, but he refused for the sake of merit, otherwise how would we be in such a situation?"

"I'm so much more comfortable to hear you say that, damn Arna!"

Several officers smiled in unison, waved their long whips, and galloped across the vast wasteland.

......

In the mountains, the supply convoy was encircled in a valley, escorted by no more than a few hundred soldiers, and they gave up resistance without thinking about the sudden arrival of the Spartan army.

They wanted to struggle a little, but when they saw their companion rushing forward with a shout of rage, they were smashed back by a shield, and they immediately lost their courage.

A few minutes after the arrival of the Spartan Legion, Zheng Fei, Brad and the others also arrived breathlessly.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, they looked at Sparta, whose faces were not red and their hearts were not beating, and grinned in embarrassment.

They want to say, "I can't outrun this herd."

The scene in front of them was that under the deterrence of the Spartan warriors, the transporters threw away their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting for the landing in a trembling manner.

Zheng Fei glanced around.

"Where are you from?"

"North......," the captain of the transport replied in a shudder, his back pressed against a huge shield.

"What are you going to do?"

"Deliver gunpowder to the vanguard, their positions are only a little bit away from here ... Don't you see?"

"See, they've slipped away. Zheng Fei smiled lightly: "How long will it take for your main force to arrive?"

"This..."

Seeing the hesitant appearance of the other party's eyes, Zheng Fei waved his hand to the Spartan warrior who held him down with a shield: "Fight." ”

"Don't ...... It's morning, and they'll be there close to evening. ”

Zheng Fei looked up at the position of the sun and judged that it was about eight o'clock in the morning, and the time was barely enough.

After a pause, he smiled evilly and stared into the flustered eyes of the transport captain: "Do you want to live?"

The answer to this question was obvious, and the commander and the soldiers beside him nodded their heads again and again, waiting for him to negotiate terms.

"Then help me build an artillery position on the top of a nearby hillside, you must have learned something after being in the artillery unit for so long. (To be continued.) )