When the bright moon officially rose to the sky, Yu Wuming and Jack's faces were as if someone owed them 100,000 gold coins, and when the person sent by Reinhardt told them about Link's decision, they both sighed lightly and said in unison, "This is the only good news I heard tonight." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Next, naturally, the fire oil that has been ready to be shipped will be stopped, but the transport team does not unload the armor, the car does not unload the sleeve, rests in place, and is ready to take off at any time.

Don Quixote looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and he also sighed lightly, and said to himself, "This is the only good news tonight. ”

He then told the whole battalion to rest, keep enough sentry posts, and withdraw to Salzburg early tomorrow morning, holding on to the city and waiting for reinforcements.

From the moment he saw the moon, Don Quixote's bad premonition finally lessened a lot, but it did not disappear, he attributed this to the rumors after two consecutive defeats, and he did not think too much about it.

After midnight, the Romanian camp was quiet, even the people standing on the night shift did not stop dozing, some people had already slept, and some people looked at the hourglass on the sentry post at the bottom, expecting that the sand leaked faster, and there was still half an hour before the time for the changing of the guard, and after being laid off, they must sleep well, and it feels good to be able to go home tomorrow.

At the same time, in a nearby inconspicuous grove, Link woke up from his sleep, looked at the magic watch on his wrist by the moonlight, the hands pointed to 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, he looked up at the moon, the moon was very bright tonight, the white light was even a little dazzling, he sighed impatiently.

Reinhardt, who was sleeping next to him, was awakened by his sigh, he patted Reinhardt lightly, indicating that it was okay, Reinhardt yawned, raised his hand to look at the magic watch, and said: "It's 1 o'clock, there is still 1 hour before the oil arrives, I'll go around and see how the arrangement goes!"

Link didn't stop Reinhardt, he knew that Reinhardt was a little nervous, and the battle had been arranged four hours before, although it couldn't be said to be seamless, but it was indeed very well prepared.

Reinhardt's movement did not wake many people, and even if they did, they only raised their heads to see who had walked by, and then they fell asleep again, most of these people were old oilmen who had come down from the battlefield, and they had an innate sensitivity to war.

As for Reinhardt, as the first time to command a platoon-level battle, he was still a little nervous, of course, there was excitement, his efforts were finally not in vain, when Link entered the 14th squad, when everyone was rejecting Link, only he gave Link the greatest support and respect, Link is now also reciprocating, treating him as his own henchman, the two platoon commanders of the B 14 and 15 teams are a little worse than him in terms of combat experience and strategy, and the two of them have no complaints about Link's reuse, Link originally engaged in the B 14 and 15 squads when they were capable and mediocre。

Charlotte woke up from her meditation, or rather, he was the one who was awakened by Reinhardt, and glanced up at the time, and there was still a quarter of an hour until 2 o'clock, and the oil transporter should be almost there.

As Yu Wuming's personal soldier and the captain of the internal magician team, Charlotte has been discussing with Yu Wuming how to apply magician tactics to future wars.

It should be said that before today, Charlotte was still a full-fledged magician, and his concept was to gather all the middle and high-level magicians to form a special magician team, and carry out large-scale magical strikes on the enemy's phalanx under the cover of other combat personnel.

Yu Wuming affirmed Charlotte's tactics, but Yu Wuming asked Charlotte a question: "Then how do low-level magicians use them in battle?" Charlotte was blindfolded, he had never thought about this question, because he had received no examples of the use of low-level magicians in his magical education.

Maybe there will be knowledge of this in the formal mage academy or military academy, but now is obviously not the time to go to the academy to study, after all, his war is not over yet.

Today, as an outsider, he didn't help the battle situation at all, and the few low-level magic he knew were useless at all, so he found Reinhardt, hoping that Reinhardt could give him an answer.

Reinhardt didn't have a good solution, but Reinhardt affirmed his bravery when he followed Yu Wusheng to the battle last time, which reminded him of what Yu Wuming said to him after that battle: "Use magic on the cavalry line, this is the way out for low-level magicians!"

He hadn't understood Yu Wu's statement very well, but the pursuit battle this evening gave him a new understanding. When the cavalry attacked, he begged Reinhardt to take him with him, and did not hesitate to pretend to be Yu Wu's order, but fortunately, Reinhardt did not delve into the authenticity of this order, otherwise he might have come out.

The battle in the afternoon was very light, much easier than the first battle, after all, they had been chasing people all the time, and the relaxed environment gave him a chance to combine magic into the battle.

When he finally used his first magic on the back of a bumpy horse, his heart was filled with joy, and in any case, it broke the old rule that magic could only be used in relative quiet.

Of course, he didn't have to count on the bumpy environment, he was aiming for the tallest of the fleeing enemies, but the final landing of the fireball was on the butt of the shortest guy.

After the sudden magic blow made the dwarf scream, he flew out a full two steps away, yes, flying, the explosion shock wave of magic blew the dwarf out two steps away, although it was only two small steps, but this is two big steps in the history of magic, and finally there was a pervert on the horse, or the running horse released the magic.

The next thing, uh~, it's the enemy's business, the dwarf was blown to the ground, and then his body was trampled on countless feet, countless fleeing feet, he made a great contribution to the great cause of magic, anyway, no one knows, he was killed by magic in flight, or was trampled to death by a large number of fleeing guys behind him, this is no longer verified.

Charlotte was excited, and another fireball came out of her disembowel...... Uh, it should have been a shot, this one exploded in the middle of the crowd, three or four people were blown up and flew out in all directions, and one guy who flew towards Charlotte landed right on the line of his horse, and when the guy staggered to his feet, Charlotte will never forget those frightened eyes.

Because the scimitar in Charlotte's hand was passing by the unlucky guy's neck, Charlotte's horse was fast, and before the blood in the neck cavity of the fast guy had spilled out, Charlotte had already run three or five meters away.

Charlotte looked back at the unlucky fellow, who was carried around in place by the inertia of the knife, the blood in his neck sprinkled around like the wind, and several deserters who ran past him were spilled by the splash of blood, shouting in horror one by one, scurrying around without a head, and were easily chopped by the cavalry who followed Charlotte.

Charlotte thought about the scene of the battle in the afternoon, the corners of her mouth unconsciously lengthened, thinking about the scene of the cavalry who followed him, shouting and screaming under the shock of his fireballs, it was so cool! From that moment on, those soldiers became his staunch fans.

Charlotte turned her head to look around, and finally let him see the culprit who had woken him up, Reinhardt stood by the woods on the side of the road, looking in the direction of Hot Springs.

He walked up to Reinhardt, looked at his watch again, and said, "There are still ten minutes, you shouldn't miss it, the moon is very big today, and the road will not be too difficult to walk." ”

Reinhardt turned his head to look at him, and continued: "There will be no mistake, the sentry over there has sent a message just now, and they have seen the convoy." ”

No sooner had Reinhardt finished speaking than a convoy appeared at the end of the road, and the convoy was drawn into a long shadow by the moonlight.

When the convoy's vehicles entered the grove, 150 cavalrymen also woke up one after another, and even if they didn't, they would be forcibly called early by their companions.

They silently inspected their equipment, inspected their horses again, and then each received five bottles of oil, two to hang on their belts, and three to their saddles.

All of them waited silently, waiting for the darkest hour before dawn.

Don Quixote was suddenly awakened, he gasped for breath, and it took him a long time to calm down, and the dangerous aura appeared again in his dream, which was the third time he had woken up from a nightmare tonight.

Every time he thinks of Xia Zuo's frightened appearance when he falls off the horse, he panics, it stands to reason that he is also used to seeing life and death, why is he so evil tonight?

He put on his clothes and walked out of the tent, it was pitch dark, the moon that had been hanging high above his head was gone, his heart sank in a flicker, he looked around, and saw nothing.

One of his own soldiers was sleeping dead on the tent, and a day's battle had seriously overdrawn the soldier's spirit, and Don Quixote kicked the soldier awake and asked, "What time is it?"

The soldier obviously did not know the situation yet, and looked around in horror, until he saw Don Quixote, and then he calmed down a little, and he immediately reported to Don Quixote in a loud voice: "Commander!"

"Be quiet, don't disturb the rest of the sleep, what time is it?" Don Quixote said softly, frowning.

"Oh, yes! ...... now," the soldier standing guard hurriedly took out a magic clock from his body, looked at it, and said, "Four o'clock, ten o'clock, and it will be dawn in another hour." ”

Don Quixote nodded, and let go of his heart a little, it shouldn't be a sneak attack at this time, there is still an hour before dawn, Yu Wuming is now organizing people to rush from the hot springs to this should be dawn.

Just as he was about to go back to the tent to rest for a while, countless horses' hooves suddenly sounded outside the woods, and then one after another black whirring balls flew into the woods, and those balls hit the ground, and there was a "bang" sound on the trees, and if they hit the tent, they would bounce to the ground, the same "bang" sound.

In a matter of moments, a fishy stench filled the entire forest, and Don Quixote, who had already been burned once, smelled the smell and immediately remembered the hellish scene of the windmill village.

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