"This time, it's about two days." Chris pushed the water cup to the edge of Mayne Castle and said to Vagron: "Here, our army can gather a total strength of about 1,000 men and directly attack the castle to end the battle. ”

Wagron nodded, and assured with confidence: "Our cavalry can complete the task, launch a surprise attack, and destroy 200 enemies without any problems." ”

He then pointed to Ferry City on the map and said to Chris, "We have artillery, and the capture of Ferry City can also be expected." ”

"The question now is, how can we stop the city lord of Ferry City, Berman, from escaping with his fleet!" Wagron looked at the map, frowned, and continued.

"No matter!" Chris slapped the table, gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "It doesn't matter if they run or not!" I must fight in Ferry City! ”

"It's not a strategic issue, it's a moral one! I don't care about plundering people! If it were me, I would do the same! But the scourge of the people is the original sin! It's a sin we must fight! His hands clenched into fists on the table and he said firmly.

"Subordinates understood!" When Vageron heard Chris say this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately clenched his right hand into a fist on his chest, and echoed loudly: "My subordinates are going to gather troops!" ”

The attack must be carried out, but how it is carried out requires careful planning. Once Seris can't end the fight quickly, then the pressure from other quarters will increase. The safety of the stronghold, Seris City, could not be guaranteed.

Chris's total strength is actually not much, and there are only 2,000 people in total, of which about 1,000 are garrisons left in Seris, and they cannot be moved easily.

These left-behind troops have low mobility, and the speed of assembly will drag down the offensive speed of the main force, so there is actually no essential difference between being transferred and not.

Among the remaining troops, there were about 500 cavalry, and the remaining 500 were infantry. And now that Mayne has just been occupied, leaving 300 men may not be safe, so Chris's troops are only a pitiful 700.

He must rely on these 700 men to fight a quick battle with the lord of Berman City in Ferry City, otherwise the forces in other directions of Seris City may take the opportunity to attack and take military action against Seris.

If someone does attack Seris, then the battle is not a great victory, but a complete fiasco.

Trying to get a quick fix with an underdog may seem like an impossible thing to do, but Chris has to do it.

"It's an adventure!" Vargron looked at the map and finally said to Chris, "If the other side uses the most correct harassment tactics, spread out the forces and delay our march...... We're defeated. ”

"If the Ferry City side gathers forces and fights us head-on, we with artillery will win!" Chris offers another possibility.

Chris is optimistic about the gamble: "They have the advantage of numbers, and they don't know how strong our secret weapon is, so why don't they fight us?" ”

"You lead 200 cavalry and 50 infantry to keep law and order in Mayne Castle! I personally took 450 infantry and 300 cavalry to the ferry! Chris decided to take a quick decision and decided to lead his troops himself.

When Vagron heard this, he immediately stopped him and said, "My lord! You stay in Mayne! Let me lead the troops! ”

It's not that Chris can't trust Wagron, but he thinks he can better execute his strategy. He waved his hand and said to Wagron: "You are also a great achievement for me to watch the rear!" This time, you can't go to Ferry City with all your bravery, you also need to make decisions on the spot. There are some decisions you can't make, so I have to go personally! ”

Hearing Chris say this, Vagron also knew the stakes of the matter, nodded and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely guard Mayne and ensure that this place is foolproof!" ”

With Wagron guarding the rear for himself, Chris was relieved to lead his troops directly out of Mayne.

Chris, with only cavalry, advanced very fast, and 300 cavalry blew like a whirlwind across the eastern plains of Mayne.

He gave all his baggage and 20 cannons to Vargron's lieutenant Koria, and led his cavalry to the east, reaching the junction of Ferry City and Mayne in only one day and one night.

Looking at the sun rising in the east, Chris narrowed his eyes. The sun was not good for his attack at this moment, but he couldn't wait any longer.

"Pass my orders! Rest in place for 20 minutes! And then the whole army assembled! Storm the ferry! Chris gave the order to rest with the guards, then turned over and dismounted, and found a clean place to sit down.

Along the way, he saw all sorts of Main's devastation, the houses left behind by the abducted civilians were empty, and the ground and roadsides were littered with corpses and discarded utensils and clothing.

Mayne, who is still quite rich, suddenly becomes a hell on earth, which makes Chris's hatred for the lord of Ferry City rise to an explosive level.

Even the Mayne City Lord Nsel that he killed didn't make things so decisive - this Berman, in a sense, is really a "talent"!

After swallowing a few sips of cold water from the water bag, Chris felt his spirits refreshed again. He got up from the ground, turned over on his horse, pulled the reins of the horse, pointed ahead and asked the soldiers who were looking at him loudly, "Have you rested?" ”

"Rest!" Seeing their commander on horseback, many of the cavalry had already returned to their horses. They answered Chris's question in a loud voice, waiting for Chris's new orders.

"Kill the enemy with me!" Chris tugged at the reins and spun the horse in place, neighing and backing towards the east.

"Kill!" Behind him, countless cavalrymen held high their long cavalry spears, their legs clamped between the belly of their horses, and their armor was bright in the direction of the rising sun.

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The sun had just risen, and a soldier from Ferry City yawned lazily. They have been exhausted in the past few days, and it is the escort and transfer of tens of thousands of civilians.

If you don't find a chance to be lazy, how can you be worthy of yourself? What's more, maybe in a few days, Mayne's side will call, and it will be impossible to be lazy at that time.

He covered his mouth with his hands as he subconsciously skimmed the western horizon that was still shrouded in darkness, and then frowned involuntarily.

Squinting his eyes, the soldiers of this ferry city saw that something seemed to be wriggling on the horizon.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he once again carefully stared at the end of the road, this time he was more and more sure that there were cavalry approaching there!

"Hey! Hey! There are enemies! He kicked his companion with his toes, waking up another companion who was already asleep: "Mayne, it's coming!" ”

"Impossible! They are at war with Seris, where are the soldiers looking for trouble with us? On the watchtower, another soldier replied in a dream-like voice, reluctant to open his eyes.

"It's not! It's a real cavalry! As the cavalry drew closer, the awake Ferry City soldier was already hysterical, kicking his companions and shouting loudly.

The other party finally couldn't bear it anymore, and as soon as he rolled over and got up from the ground, he looked at the western horizon, which had already brightened up a lot, with his weapon in his arms, and found that a group of cavalry was really galloping in their direction.

For a moment, he was completely sleepy, and the soldier who had just gotten up was also frightened, he didn't know that the same scene had already happened once on the border of Seris a few days ago.

"Quick! Light the beacon fire! Looking at the cavalry rushing wildly, the soldiers of the ferry city ordered anxiously and loudly. He felt the platform under his feet vibrating, and he felt his legs shaking with the vibration.

Just as they had lit the beacon, the cavalry had already circled the city and crossed the small beacon tower.

Chris didn't come to uproot these small beacons, he wanted to attack the entire border area of Ferry City and force them into Ferry City.

So he didn't think about attacking these beacons at all, just leave these small targets to the infantry behind him to take care of.

Now all he has to do is quickly sweep the borders of Ferry City, kill the soldiers, and drive the civilians out of the village!

The wolf smoke spread all the way, and the direction of Ferry City quickly reacted, and an infantry group gathered, as if trying to stop Chris's advance.

After all, the soldiers of Ferry City had just escorted tens of thousands of Mayne civilians back to their territory, and they had not yet had time to disperse.

A force of 200 men was thus across the road, blocking the path of Chris's cavalry.

Chris, who had already chased down the scattered enemy troops and had killed them all morning, had no intention of stopping, he slightly reorganized his troops and immediately launched an attack.

The phalanx, which did not have enough bows and arrows, was mixed with the cavalry that collided with it, and turned into a huge flesh millstone.

Chris rode on horseback, and just like that, surrounded by the guards, he rushed into the enemy phalanx.

His longsword slashed in an arc and slashed through an enemy infantry passing by. The huge impact of the war horse drove the sharp sword, picking at the thin armor from the bottom up, tearing open the flesh inside.

Before the enemy soldier could fall with a scream, Chris's horse had already crashed away from the other two enemies, and he had gone away without looking back.

The Seris cavalry that followed Chris slashed left and right, as if in a no-man's land. Their armor was covered in blood, and they looked to their enemies like demons from hell. The knights who followed him formed a giant meat grinder, devouring the lives of the enemies around him.

In just one breath, the arrows they formed cut a huge gap in the enemy's position. Then in the next second, more cavalry poured into the gap, like a virus spreading on the wound.

Picking out a spear that was stabbing at him, Chris slashed the shaft of the spear with his backhand, and then stabbed the throat of the soldier holding the spear, and pulled out the sword in one go and continued forward.

His lips were still slightly pale, his gaze was still as sharp as a needle, and his not tall but well-proportioned body passed through the blood mist, with an indomitable momentum.

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