Late at night, Art slept in a suit in the Wincheston Manor Mansion, although the enemy army was besieged, although I was strong and weak, but he did not dare to be careless, after all, the army outside the city was not a farmer, and a careless person could fall to the ground, so Art slept very lightly, and when Otto just walked to the door and raised his hand, Art had already jumped up from the wooden bed and opened the door.

"My lord, the western army suddenly pulled out of the camp and fled to the north." Odo stood in front of the door with a somewhat anxious tone, and the sentry on the outer wall did not see the besieging Western army withdrawing, but just a moment earlier, the Western army in the camp suddenly abandoned the village and fled north.

Art also didn't expect that the Western Army would choose to evacuate suddenly in the middle of the night, if it was a normal time, it would be basically impossible for the two teams to keep up with the distance for a whole night.

But the coincidence is that the remnants of the Wells Legion in Lane Manor have more than thirty four-wheeled carriages in their hands, and the rest of the Welsh Legion took these carriages to reach Lane Manor from the valley in less than two days.

"Otto, send me someone to keep up with the enemy."

"Send a fast horse to Lane Manor to give the order, and let the rest of the Wells Legion immediately assemble in a carriage north along the trade route to Wincheston, and we will catch up!" Late at night, Art slept in a suit in the Wincheston Manor Mansion, although the enemy army was besieged, although I was strong and weak, but he did not dare to be careless, after all, the army outside the city was not a farmer, and a careless person could fall to the ground, so Art slept very lightly, and when Otto just walked to the door and raised his hand, Art had already jumped up from the wooden bed and opened the door.

"My lord, the western army suddenly pulled out of the camp and fled to the north." Odo stood in front of the door with a somewhat anxious tone, and the sentry on the outer wall did not see the besieging Western army withdrawing, but just a moment earlier, the Western army in the camp suddenly abandoned the village and fled north.

Art also didn't expect that the Western Army would choose to evacuate suddenly in the middle of the night, if it was a normal time, it would be basically impossible for the two teams to keep up with the distance for a whole night.

But the coincidence is that the remnants of the Wells Legion in Lane Manor have more than thirty four-wheeled carriages in their hands, and the rest of the Welsh Legion took these carriages to reach Lane Manor from the valley in less than two days.

"Odo, immediately gather the Kazak Banner and the Tuba Banner Regiment, and take them to follow me closely with the Western Army. But don't attack rashly, the two armies must be more than a mile apart, and be careful that the enemy may turn around and counterattack at any time. ”

"My lord, could this be the enemy's ploy? Lure most of our defenders out and wait for an opportunity to capture Wincheston Manor. "Odo feared that the enemy was luring the snake out of the hole and then turning back and fighting.

Art nodded, "There is such a possibility, so I will personally lead the heavy infantry team and the bow team to garrison the manor, and when you pursue the enemy, you must also spread the outpost, always pay attention to the direction of the enemy's advance, and quickly return to help if there is a slight change." Remember that your mission is to hold the enemy by the tail and not attack until the rest of the legion arrives. ”

Otto's eyes rolled, and his head quickly pondered Art's order, "Yes, my lord, you should be very careful. Odo left the mansion and began to urgently assemble the infantry of the Kazak and Tuba banners.

Seeing Otto leaving, Art ordered Matthew, the retinue guard who was standing guard outside the door: "Matthew, immediately take someone to ride a fast horse to Lane Manor to give an order, so that the rest of the Wells Legion will immediately take a carriage to pursue north along the trade route."

In mid-April, it rained for a long time and cleared up.

To the north of Tignets, in a large area of leveled wasteland less than six miles between the Western Frontier Army and the Northland's southbound baggage convoy, the Western Frontier Army stopped running.

The running of the night and day had exhausted the soldiers' already small physical strength, and if they continued to run, it would really turn into a rout.

The Western Army was repaired on the spot and stood by, and the commander led the troops, Viscount Sauron, to personally ride a horse with only a dozen cavalrymen hanging their tails and breaking their tails.

The haggard Sauron rode on the back of a horse that had lost weight due to lack of precision, and turned his horse's head coldly to look at the four or five figures faintly five hundred paces behind him, he knew that there were more than a hundred chasing enemy soldiers farther behind these figures.

The commanding adjutant, Baron Albon, lightly kicked the horse's belly close to Sauron, and said, "I followed him for a day and a night, neither fighting nor withdrawing." As soon as we chased them, they turned around and ran, and as soon as we left, they came up again, what are these bastards trying to do? ”

"The enemy wants to hold us back, and there must be a large group of men and horses coming from behind."

"How far is it from the baggage team?" Sauron asked.

The adjutant turned his head and glanced behind him, "There is a large group of enemy cavalry shielding the battlefield three miles ahead, and our sentry can't get through, but I estimate that there should be about ten miles before we can join the baggage team, and then we will not only have enough food and baggage, but also more than 100 more soldiers, maybe we can turn the tables." ”

"Let's stop trimming and discarding bulky supplies and move quickly north."

"I'll do it right away!"

The adjutant refracted and led the guards to drive away the soldiers who had fallen to the ground and did not want to get up again, and continued to move forward in the whole group

Otto, the lieutenant of the Welsh Legion, stood on a mound beside the road on his black horse, watching the heralds galloping from the south.

"How far is the brigade?" Otto asked aloud.

The herald took the reins and circled the horse in place, and replied, "Lord Odo, except for the soldiers who remained at Wincheston Manor, the remaining three hundred and twenty men of the army are already less than three miles away, and your Excellency tells us to hold back the enemy and prevent them from joining."

Before the herald could finish speaking, Kazak hurriedly ran to the bottom of the mound, "Lord Odo, the Western army has begun to flee again, they have abandoned some military equipment and are running lightly. ”

Otto glanced at the north and then at the south, and ordered the herald: "You hurry up and report to your lordship, the western army is desperately retreating, I will lead the front team to catch up with the enemy and fight, let the lord lead the troops to rush to support."

The herald repeated Odo's orders, then kicked his horse south with the reins.

Odo also took advantage of the situation to pull out the knight's sword at his waist, and ordered Kazak: "Order, the front team will rush with me, even if you use your teeth, you have to bite the enemy to prevent them from taking a step forward!"

The Kazak and Tuba banners, together with Odo's five guards, totaled one hundred and thirty-five men and rushed towards the tail of the Western Army

"Didn't you say that you just had to fall by the enemy's tail? Why are we suddenly rushing up now, there are only about a hundred of us, and there are more than twice as many people on the other side. Not far from Odo, three men who also looked like officers in chainmail robes were running profusely in sweat.

The three men wore the standard armor of the Wells Regiment and had the standard broadsword of the Welsh Regiment hanging from their waists, but unlike the average soldier officer, these three were not from the Wells Legion.

Count Balwyn trusts Yat, but trust does not mean laissez-faire, so Balwyn selected three small leaders from the Praetorian Guard Legion who went south to participate in the Provencal War into the Wells Legion, these three people received special courtesy from Yate, and the highest military rank among them Corondo was awarded the squadron rank by Yate, serving as the instructor of the first company, helping the flag team of the first company to train soldiers on weekdays, and becoming the attaché of adjutant Otto during the war, and the other two also enjoyed the salary of the squad leader and assisted Corondo in training soldiers.

"Corondo, although you are a guest officer, but you are fighting under me at this time, there is no doubt about the military order!" Otto heard Colendo's words and reprimanded him harshly, in order to prevent the army from being disturbed.

Colendo is not a soft egg, being able to be selected by the Praetorian Legion to return from fighting south has proven his bravery, and Balwin will not send some scum to the Welsh Legion to "supervise the army".

"Lord Odo has misunderstood, although I am not a warrior in Corondo, I have never been afraid to kill the enemy on the battlefield."

"Well, Lord Earl didn't choose the wrong person! In a while, if you can kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, I will definitely ask for a reward for you personally. ”

Hearing this, Corondo suddenly felt full of self-esteem, he lifted the sword and shield in his hand, and led the two companions around him to surpass the flag captain Tuba who was running in front, and became the vanguard of the leader.

The distance between the two running teams is getting closer and closer, although they have been walking and running all night, but after all, the western frontier army in front of them has not been able to eat and drink enough for several days, and they are in a passive position, and at this time, they are being rushed with swords again, and the fear in their hearts is getting stronger and stronger.

Viscount Solon, the commander of the Western Army, who was personally in the rear, glanced at the pursuers who were getting closer and closer, and shouted to several horseback officers beside him: "Stop advancing and line up to meet the enemy." If we don't run, we won't be able to run away if we don't solve the group of wild dogs behind! ”

Knowing that they could not escape, the soldiers of the Western Army immediately stopped their steps after receiving the order to counterattack in formation, and formed a defensive line under the command of officers at all levels

"Stop your advance, line up and prepare to meet the enemy!" Stop advancing and line up to meet the enemy! Otto lifted the reins, and the horse neighed and raised its front hooves.

Half a mile apart, the two armies confronted each other in the wasteland through which the north-south trade route passed.

Odo did not let the herald blow the horn of the attack, and when he saw that the enemy army had stopped advancing and turned to meet him, he fortunately let his soldiers form a defensive position on the spot.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, as long as the enemy troops are stationed, his goal will be achieved.

The pursuers are not in a hurry, but the ones who flee for their lives are different. After a moment of confrontation, the other party actually made a posture of waiting on the spot.

Sauron was furious, "These soft bastards, if you want to fight, you can fight, dodge and chase like a wild dog, disgusting!" Disgusting! ”

"Arbon, lead my army to rush over and crush them."

The western army was also completely enraged, and they didn't rush over when the formation was all set, and everyone was still waiting for a full meal after meeting with the baggage team.

Under the leadership of Adjutant Albon, the soldiers of the Western Army, who had been driven crazy, scattered their defensive formations, raised their swords, spears and axes in their hands and rushed towards the team behind.

Half a mile away, looking at the almost crazy Western army rushing towards him, Odo smiled coldly, and ordered his soldiers in the array: "The enemy army is crazy, let's stay out of the edge and retreat!"

Kazak and Tuba immediately led their soldiers in a rear-line formation to a front, and hurriedly retreated. ntent

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