Chapter 17: The First Battle

The Duke of Borot's army was now stationed outside the city of Front, and he himself went to the Duke of Loyle's palace to lobby General Wellington, who was now entrusted with the important task.

The Wellington general had gray temples and was older than Borot. He had already received a secret order from the Duke of Loyle, and he could not hold on to the four words that he kept in mind. No matter how Borot understood and moved with reason, the old general always used this as a shield to shirk it.

The weather was unusually cold this year, and it snowed heavily for several days, and even the Dessert people, who had lived in the north for many years, complained that the momentum of the advance was delayed. They didn't know much about the inside story, and Duke Borot's troops were stationed outside the city of Front, giving them the illusion that this was meant to echo the inside of the city in order to form a corner.

Marshal Cripple was originally preparing to personally march south, but was persuaded by many of his generals, who reminded the marshal that staying in the rear would not only lead the overall situation, but also supervise the merchant association and the black-robed mage, so that they would not have a chance. Kripp accepted the advice of his men, and the task of the expedition was entrusted to his trusted general, General Tugrul.

This man was small in stature, with long and slender eyes, and no one who met him for the first time could associate him with the mighty and majestic general, but in fact he was not a good man, and General Tugrul was famous in the north, and Marshal Cripp was able to obtain the supremacy of the Deserts, and a large part of the credit for it was on his head.

The city of Frante is steep and thick, and was the most important city in the north during the time of the Guvien Empire, and it was already thriving before the city of Rรปm.

Tugrul knew that the most important thing he needed for a large army expedition was a victory to boost morale, and this situation of confrontation was very unfavorable to him.

He decided to go and find out the truth, so he selected a few hundred elites from the tent and went to the camp of the Borot army outside the city with great fanfare. Since the Duke was in the city of Front, the camp guards had long been strictly forbidden to engage in battle, so no matter how arrogant Tugrul's side was, this side still did not move.

Borot had a capable general named Lecles, who was as brave as General Iros, but this man had a bad head, more than enough and not enough intelligence, and was nicknamed "Shamang", which means that his character is like flying sand and rocks, although terrifying but reckless and blind.

Lycles couldn't stand this anger and took the initiative to ask Duke Borot in the city to fight. The duke, knowing his temper, hurried to have good wine, meat, and good words to comfort him, and told him that when the time came, he would be the first to lead the army.

Lecles was full of grumbling, and couldn't help but scold the duke's nest, saying that Borot was as timid and fearful as Wellington. The speaker had no intention of saying this, but the listener had a heart, and immediately someone secretly reported it to the duke who was in the city.

When the Duke heard this, he did not care, but laughed and said, "Let him dispel his grievances, it will be uncomfortable to hold it for a long time!" Borot replied very loudly, not only to his subordinates, but also to mock the old man Wellington.

The Deseth people were on an expedition, and holding on was the right choice, but that was for the soldiers of Loyle in the city of Front.

Borot's own army was no different from Tugrul's, fighting far from his own homeland. The Duke had intended to rely on Loyle's soldiers and himself to force the Desserts back. This will not only keep the empire safe, but also reduce the casualties of his troops. However, His Majesty the Emperor regarded him as a pawn to consume and delay the enemy, and the Duke couldn't help but feel sad every time he thought of this.

Tugrul provoked him for days on end, but to no avail, and when he was about to give up, a breathless Lecles came to his rescue.

Ignoring the hard persuasion of the camp guards, this reckless general led the elite of his men and rushed straight out of the camp, scolding in his mouth: "Your grandfather is here, come, let's fight for three hundred rounds!"

Tugrul was already in despair, but now suddenly the willows and flowers brightened, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Seeing that he was short in stature and lacked any heroism between his eyebrows, Lecles angrily rebuked: "Let you lead the way, I won't kill the baby soldiers!"

Tugrul laughed even harder, and even the hundreds of people under him laughed along.

Lecles raised his spear on his horse and warned the dwarf Desset, "In that case, then don't blame me for being rude, take it!"

As he spoke, the fast horse under the Sand Mang's seat had galloped in front of Tugrul, and Lecles's spear was pointed at the other's heart.

Unhurried, General Deseert leaned slightly on his horse, clutching the spear tightly under his armpit.

Lecles tried his best, but he couldn't pull out a single thing. He was secretly surprised in his heart, and shouted on his lips: "The little man has a little strength!"

Tugrul smiled lightly, and said, "It's up to me next!" He twisted slightly, and the shaft of the spear caught under his arm was instantly cut in two, and Lecles's original brute strength suddenly lost his support, and he fell to the ground with his horse and man.

Sitting on his horse, the depict shouted, "Your spear and mount are not good, is this what the mighty Tamborance Empire is?"

As soon as his words fell, the hundreds of warriors behind him all cheered loudly.

Lecles was so ashamed that his men behind him hurriedly relinquished their mounts, and handed him the saber at his waist.

Tugrul shouted amusedly, "Come again, come again!"

Sha Mang couldn't swallow the evil breath in his heart, and without saying a word, he rushed over again with his sword.

This time, Deseth Shorty changed his game, and he took Lecles around in a circle, causing the reckless man to bite his steel teeth and him to pieces.

General De Sett saw that it was almost time, so he took out the Sun Shooting Bow from behind him, put on the poisoned Heart-piercing Arrow, and looked at the gap, and went to Lecles's chest.

The reckless general had long been circumvented and lost his mind, and he was defenseless at all, and suddenly fell to the ground with a plot.

Tugrul beckoned his men to evacuate, shouting, "Go!

Lecles fell unconscious, and was dragged back to camp by everyone.

When Duke Borot learned of the situation, he hurried to visit, and the military doctor told him: "The arrow is poisonous, but fortunately, the quality of the flower armor of the Hundred Beasts on the general's body is very good, and the arrow only penetrates a trace, and the top priority at the moment is to detoxify." โ€

Everyone in the camp was dejected, this ghost weather was enough to make people angry, but now they were so bullied and humiliated by the northern barbarians, and the army was full of urgent desire to fight.

Borot shook his head secretly, and he sent a message to his wife in the city of Solo, pouring out his thoughts, and the letter said: "His Majesty the Emperor ordered me to meet the enemy, but did not send any follow-up support, and Loyle's troops held the city and left our army alone. Originally, if we worked together, I could drive the Desserts back to the north, but now I'm afraid I'm too lucky. The emperor is ruthless, he has long coveted the territory of my principality, and my son Albert is now missing, and it is really heaven to kill me Borot!"

Charlotte replied: "My dear, the other day I heard a rumor that our Albert and the Pope had gone to the imperial city of Cesar together. Although this matter is not real, there is no wind and no waves. Take care of yourself in the north. Although His Majesty the Emperor's sinister intentions are well known, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and it is a business to fight against the Dessertes, and they must be worthy of your title of duke. Also, the King of Hope seems to be stationed near Luther's House, and with his help, the situation will be much better!"

After the Duke received the news, he secretly pondered in his heart: "If Albert is really with His Holiness the Pontifies, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely not dare to touch him, even if he has three longs and two shorts here, the position of the Duchy can still be guaranteed to be inherited." Borot's originally sad face could not help but show a slight smile, and he thought again: "King Richard of Hope, everyone says that he is the most devout monarch of the Lord, and at this moment he is staying at Luther's House, if he can send someone to contact him, and if he knows how to move with reason, he will definitely rush to help him repel the northern infidels." โ€

Due to the strict rules of the Empire, the Flying Pigeon was limited to the imperial capital and the capitals of the principalities, and even the Holy See was almost not qualified to do so. Luther's House is clearly not to be beaten. The Duke could only send a reliable man to meet King Richard in the starry night.

The Duke thought that after this battle, the Dessert people would definitely be a little slack, and if they could raid their camp by surprise, they might be able to achieve miraculous results. So the Duke summoned all the generals to discuss the matter.

There is a general who takes the initiative to ask Ying to avenge Lycles, he is a reckless iron buddy, and he is good at using a big axe.

The duke smiled: "The general is brave, but the strategy is insufficient." The robbery of the camp did not rely on brute force, but by ingenuity. You need someone to help you go with you. โ€

Borot said as he glanced at his staff officer Daxon.

The man immediately comprehended and saluted, "Lord Duke, I am willing to go with General Cam!"

"How many people do you need?"

"Five hundred. Lecles's friend, General Cam, replied.

"It's only three hundred. Daxon said loudly.

"Oh?" the Duke motioned for him to speak.

"My lord, if you rob the camp, if there are too many people, it will only be easy to expose the target. The purpose of our visit is not to kill or wound many enemies, but to deter them with fear, to make them hungry and sleepless, to make them lose faith in the expedition, and to dampen their spirit. The staff officer explained with great vigor and respect.

The Duke nodded with satisfaction and added: "If this robbery of the camp goes well, don't be greedy, you can only stay for half an hour at most, otherwise you will be in danger of being surrounded and annihilated." Remember, as long as we can do everything possible to drive them back to their hometown, we will win. โ€

General Cam swore an oath to his comatose friend Lecles: "I will make the northern barbarians double the humiliation you have suffered!"

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.