No matter how the flames of war raged and burned, time passed as usual.

In early August, the weather entered the hottest hour, but the knight of the Eastern Frontier in a carriage was shivering, he was not cold, but he had been tortured by the prisoners for more than ten days, and I believe that he should ask the other party more about the origin of the other party before plundering again after this time.

On the battlement of the east gate of St. Ryan City, Otto, Angus and Ron accompanied Art to "send" the guests out of the city, and when they saw the carriage carrying Corion away, Angus turned his head sideways and said to Art: "My lord, will you embarrass Baron Charles like this, after all, this guy is a knight under Baron Challus, are we asking for too high a price?"

Art waved his hand, "I offered 200,000 fen, and in the end I only paid 150,000 fennig, which is enough to give Challis face, this guy is not his son, he doesn't need to fight with me for such a bastard." ”

Art thought it necessary to say a few more words to the two henchmen, "Otto and Angus, you two are my right and left arms, and you must take a long-term view of everything." Why do I have to bite this bastard like Corion? In order to set an example for others, let others know that we can't be provoked at will, otherwise people and dogs will dare to bite us, and how will we gain a foothold in the future. And Corian is a good target, he can swallow it in one bite without blushing his teeth, and besides, he has sent it to the door, who will he eat if I don't eat it? ”

Otto also knew that Art was killing Liwei, but he was worried that it would not be good to offend Baron Charles too much, after all, Charles was the closest person to Earl Balwin, and now Charles was in control of several infantry regiments of the Eastern Army's Yona Legion, and his strength was far superior to that of Art, "My lord, after all, we are fighting in the Eastern Army, and Baron Charles has a strong army, maybe we will need Baron Charles to help that day, and it is not good to make too many enemies." ”

Art set up a platform with his hand to look at the shadow of the carriage in the distance, nodded and said: "Otto, you are right, so I have sent Father Robert and Ideological and Political Officer Dunnis to send it to the Chinese army command camp tent in Challis with 20,000 Fenni military salaries and two carts of bacon fruits and vegetables in the name of religious blessing donations. ”

The carriage had disappeared from view, and Art turned to look at the entire city of Saint-Rion, and said to Otto and Angus, the two henchmen and lieutenants, "Both, no matter how much money you have, you must have the strength to defend it." The Welsh Legion suffered serious losses in Vaal City, especially the gap between elite soldiers and low-ranking officers, so you two have to train quickly before the big battle begins, and you don't know what kind of powerful opponent you will encounter in the next battle. ”

"Salt sent a message saying that it would arrive in Saint-Ryan with a large number of strategic supplies in two days at most, you negotiate with the caravan, and send a group of elite men from the caravan into the army as soldiers and junior officer training, to fill our gap as soon as possible, and let the caravan bring back military orders to Bass, so that he can send the trained recruits to the north as soon as possible, and we will definitely need to keep replenishing the battle damage."

"In addition, you must train the infantry and chariot formations as soon as possible, recently the military situation came from the command camp of the Eastern Army, the Western Army began to secretly assemble cavalry teams near Besançon, we are about to raise troops to move west, I am worried that they will launch a cavalry battle against the infantry of the Eastern Army marching in the field, the Eastern Army has always lacked cavalry, and the cavalry of the Eastern Army alone may not be able to defeat the cavalry of the Western Army, so we must prepare early."

Otto and Angus nodded yes, and the group discussed in detail the training plan for the infantry and chariot formations......

"Odo, you personally urge the baggage team to reinforce and reconstruct the carriage we carry with the army, and the iron side compartment plate to defend against arrows must be installed, and remember to open a square hole in the side compartment that can shoot bows and crossbows."

"If there is a shortage of iron, take advantage of the caravan to let them try to buy it, don't be afraid to spend money, the one who can survive to the end is the winner."

"Yes, sir." Otto replied firmly.

Art was almost done, turned to lean against the wall, looked at the wooden cages hanging at the head of the city, and sighed softly, "A little more preparation, we can lose one less head." ”

The grinning and rolling heads in the wooden cage were spinning and fluttering in the breeze......

Inside a row of wooden cages, the twisted and hideous heads of people swirled and swayed in the breeze, and the carriages of the people in the West City Gate Cave under the cage of human heads were constantly coming and going.

This is the city of Besançon, which is not only the headquarters of the western army of the Count of Burgundy, but also the center of the westerly faction led by the heir of the marquis, the "prince" Robert, and the "prime minister" of the court of the Count of Burgundy.

In the thatched wooden shed on the side outside the West City Gate, three soldiers wearing the standard uniforms of the Western Army were munching and swallowing several plates of uncooked cattle, horses, pigs and sheep around a barrel of inferior beer, and a large group of ragged and yellow-skinned beggars squatting outside the thatched wooden shed, looking at the wine and meat on the table of the three with saliva in their mouths.

The heart, liver, intestines, lungs, and other dirt that are usually thrown away and fed to the dogs were stewed into a pot by the shopkeeper with onions and spices, and became an expensive delicacy in wartime.

The homeless beggars outside the wooden shed had green eyes, and if it weren't for the weapons on the waists of a few people and the single knife that the shopkeeper was always on guard with, these hungry fellows would have rushed up and tore and swallowed the meat belt.

A soldier got up and grabbed the wooden plate and walked to the shopkeeper who was guarding the deep bucket pot with a sharp blade, took out three copper coins and threw them to the shopkeeper, scooped a few spoonfuls of the thick soup and meat batter floating with oil and meat from the boiling pot beside the shopkeeper, turned around and prepared to return to the wooden table to continue.

"Sir, please reward us with a bite to eat, my children are dying of hunger." A middle-aged woman who was as thin as wood and couldn't see clearly knelt in front of the soldier with a child in her arms who was about to die.

The soldier kicked the woman away, and the woman wrapped around again.

The soldier held the wooden plate high, glared fiercely at the woman on the ground, and shouted, "Get out of here, do you hear?" If you don't roll again, I'll peel your child and stew it in soup, believe it or not? ”

The woman was frightened and quickly protected the child in her arms.

"I said shopkeeper, if you don't drive these rats out, we won't pay for your drinks, why is it so difficult to eat quietly~" The soldier complained to the shopkeeper on the side.

It is not an ordinary person who can take spare money to drink wine and eat meat in the war season when people starve to death every day, and it is only the mercenaries who work hard for money that have such wealth, and the shopkeeper does not dare to offend this gang of fierce mercenaries, he puts a single knife into the sheath and beats a stick with sparks in the fire at the bottom of the pot and beats it to the woman, with an abusive tone in his mouth.

The woman was beaten to the point of sparks, screaming and rolling and crawling out of the wooden shed.

Don't patronize and eat, keep your eyes on the chariots and horses and soldiers who are coming in and out, 30 carts of military rations have been transported today, and 80 carts of grain have been transported in the past few days, I am afraid that the Western Army will soon make a move. On the wooden table, a man who looked like a small officer pushed the soldier next to him, who was only interested in eating.

The petty officer, dressed in Western uniforms and wearing his own half-chain mail, was none other than Oliver, the deputy captain of the Welsh Legion Task Force, who led three soldiers to infiltrate the Besançon outpost to scout the Western Army's food and grass, and the two mercenaries who ate in the wooden shed were also disguised by the task force, and one was guarding the hotel in the city.

Seeing the soldier who bought the food sitting back on the wooden table with a wicked smile on his face, Oliver scolded softly: "If you don't give things to others, you won't give them things, what are you doing with the shopkeeper?" ”

"Captain, there are too many homeless beggars during this time, and we can't be soft-hearted at all. Otherwise, the little commission we exchanged for our lives would not be enough to help them, and if it weren't for the fear of military law, I would have sent them directly to heaven to rest in peace, where at least no one would starve to death. "The soldiers are very conscious, anyway, if they can't be saved, it's better to send them to death.

"Do you see the row of heads hanging from the city? That's the outcasts who steal military supplies these days. After the defenders caught it, they were directly beheaded for public display, as if each city gate was hung in a row. The soldier held a short wooden spoon and pointed at the heads in the row of wooden cages diagonally above his head, and then continued to chew his entrails.

Another soldier who ate mixed meat sighed and put down the wooden spoon, and the scene outside the wooden shed reminded him of his parents and brothers who died of cold and starvation, "They are all lords, and they all fight every year, I really don't know how my lord made no one starve to death in the valley." ”

"Yes, if you want me to say that you should let Lord Art sit on the palace iron seat, maybe then everyone won't have to worry about starvation." The "ruthless" soldier just now also sighed.

The little officer threw the wooden spoon and said softly, "Do you want to become the head of a man in a cage at the head of the city?" Where are we now? Do you want to go back alive? ”

The other two quickly shut down, bowed their heads and continued to deal with the broth paste on the wooden plate.

The petty officer lowered his voice, "The task assigned to us by the steward is to find out the grain and grass reserves in Besançon City, today is the last day, and we must go to the north tomorrow to assemble the others." ”

"I'm finally going back, and it's so uncomfortable to hide in someone else's nest every day." The soldier lowered his voice and whispered.

Another soldier asked, "Will they evacuate with us, deputy steward?" The deputy steward in the soldier's mouth was Dawson, the deputy leader of the task force, who led five men to lurk in Besançon to find out the deployment of the Western Army.

"We only mind our own business, and no one else cares." Oliver replied.

"So how do we evacuate? Except for the west, the roads in the other directions are heavily sealed. ”

Oliver smiled, "Tomorrow we will send a team to clear the war zone near the castle east of Besançon City, they want to turn the place where the Eastern Army may be stationed into a no-man's land, and the civilian supplies in those places will be forcibly relocated to Besançon City, and we are also in the roster of the troops sent." ”

"Cleaning up the war zone? That's a piece of fat, it's basically a task that only the elite of the Western Army and the cronies of the officers can take turns to get, how did we get such a good thing? The soldier asked, the so-called cleaning of the war zone is just to drive the farmers and civilians in the war zone to flee their homes, a task can not be obtained by everyone, and the task of looting property and sheep is absolutely indispensable.

Oliver looked smug, "I went to the Chinese army command battalion bookkeeper in charge of the dispatch mission this morning, and purchased the quota from the clerk at the price of one hundred fenniels per person. Thankfully, the steward had allocated us enough money in advance, and it was not a small amount. ”

"After returning to the hotel for a while, I quickly wrote down the information collected today in the document book while I still remember it clearly, and then sorted out the military information collected during this time. If we arrive a day early, the Eastern Army will have one more day to prepare. ”

"Okay!" The soldier, who had "a little ability to write," began to eat again.

"Can you eat slowly, we have to stay for a while, there should be a convoy coming from behind......"

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Chapter 326: The Lurker