Accumulate strength in winter, graze in the spring equinox, hunt in midsummer, and fight in autumn;

This is the way the Boi survive, and the warriors of the Great Green Sea cannot stop hunting and fighting even in the years of peace and prosperity - each generation of the Boi Grand Duke, regardless of the family, must desperately look for opportunities for the samurai to wield sabers and throw spears in order to secure their positions.

In the same way, as long as an archduke can lead Boi's hussar army into battle and march from victory to victory, then everyone will support him and fight for him as always.

Although Laszló Varna's prestige and title were shaky due to the previous defeat and the fall of the Great Bow, with the start of another battle, and the alliance and assistance of the Byrnes, all opposition disappeared in an instant.

Outside the Thousand Tent City, countless tents, large and small, are like a magnificent white ocean, like a forest of spears flashing with a cold light that is more dazzling than the scorching sun, and the flags are waving in the air!

The howling cold wind blew across the boundless steppes, and in the direction of the rising sun, the scimitars and horses hunted and hunted, and an army of more than 100,000 hussars, as it had always done for thousands of years, gathered under this banner.

And beneath this banner, an old man with gray hair and full armor was weaving through the boundless army, accompanied by guards and his grandson.

Everywhere he went, there was a continuous stream of impassioned cheers;

Everywhere he looked, there were warriors bowing their heads in awe;

Laszló Varna... As the oldest of the twelve generations of the empire, the Grand Duke of Boi, who has experienced a total of three generations from the tenth to the twelfth, has absolutely unrivaled authority on this endless green sea!

Although he was somewhat sorry not to see the black and gold lion of the Turin family among these banners, there were some things that could not be forced—not to mention that the only thing that the Byrnes could be looked down upon by the Grand Duke of Varna was their knights.

As for the infantry ... In the hills and woodlands of the south, there may be a place for them, but here is the great green sea, the world of cavalry!

Even with a cavalry power like Byrne, the number of cavalry that can be mobilized is extremely limited, and it is absolutely impossible to match the Boe, let alone achieve an average of five horses per person, and the speed of advancing day and night is non-stop.

According to the arrangement between the three parties, Boe will be in charge of the frontal battlefield as the target and main force in the decisive battle to attract the centaur tribe, while Byrne will shoulder the logistics and cut off the supply lines of the centaurs from the rear;

Finally, join up with the main force of the Boi army and completely annihilate the centaur tribe in the Great Boi territory.

This is also the result of the discussion between the two sides - the problem is very obvious, neither Byrne nor Boi can accept that they are dominated by the other side or reduced to vassalage, and joint operations will only continue to cause disagreements. , so that the confrontation in the Duke's castle is constantly staged.

Therefore, dividing the army is the most realistic choice, and there is no way to do it... As for whether this will result in being defeated by the centaurs individually, or whether they will not be able to converge in the end, that is a matter for each side.

At least for the Archduke Laszló Varna at this moment, he did not feel that he would be defeated again at the hands of the centaur barbarians.

Victory is no longer a distant thing, but a given.

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"Duke of Varna... It looks like he's so confident. ”

Standing on the walls of the Thousand Tents, Loren smiled and looked down at the boundless Boi army that was cheering like a tide, covering almost all the land in sight.

"With Byrne behind his back, of course this old thing is proud!" interjected Count Anglet, behind the black-haired wizard, his eyes full of undisguised sarcasm:

"Twenty thousand heavy spears, fifteen thousand steel swords, five thousand chain mail, three thousand helmets... Not counting the consumables such as shields and throwing guns, and the ones behind, with our baggage, they are almost arming their own men to the teeth. ”

"But these supplies are all necessary measures to restore the combat effectiveness of Boi's army as soon as possible. Ackert on the side "added" in a deep voice:

"What's more, Boi also provided us with logistics, didn't he? Without the endless supply of horses, cattle, sheep and wheat from Little Boi, it would be impossible to feed the soldiers with our own supply lines alone!"

The Earl of Mountain Rock Castle glanced to the side and grinned disdainfully.

"It's not just the logistical complementarity of the two sides, it's also necessary to supply weapons to the Poys. Loren said flatly: "If the centaurs really received a lot of assistance from the dwarves, it would be difficult for the Boi hussars with only sabers and spears to deal with the heavily armed centaur heavy cavalry. ”

"If the Boi are devastated, it will be a great threat to us. ”

In fact, in this kind of open plain, it is also a good choice to project weapons against slower, heavier units - but unfortunately, the Boi are even less serious about trebuchets than the Byrnes.

Moreover, these heavy equipment were difficult to carry on the grassland, and the ammunition could not be replenished, so they had to give up.

"How's our own army going?" Loren said stiffly, "Aside from building more supply lines, what's going on in the rear?"

"So far, so good. Eckert replied in a deep voice:

"Lookout Peak has sent Rangers into the Great Green Sea to ensure that the baggage team can reach the Thousand Hordes safely, and the Storm Fortress in the south of the Lake City and Rainbow Bridge has also completed preparations for battle, relying on these three territories plus the output of the Red Blood Fortress, it is enough to support us and the Boi army to maintain logistical stability. ”

"The first reserve army is being assembled, 3,000 phalanx infantry and 2,000 rangers have already departed, and it is expected that by the time the official start of the army will be able to recover to the size of about 20,000 men. ”

"Only 20,000 people?" Count Angher looked surprised: "It's been almost a month, and the Red Blood Castle alone has more than this number of troops, right?!"

"This is mainly because we miscalculated the scale of the war, and the territories are not in a state of war readiness on a large scale. Ecter glanced at him and continued:

"According to Byrne's speed, it will take at least three months to complete the preparations, and it will definitely be too late - these five thousand people should be the reserve soldiers that the Countess of Red Blood Castle has assembled before leaving. ”

"Considering that we are fighting in a different place, the relatively long supply lines and the need for logistics from the Boi, 20,000 people is basically the limit. ”

Ackert shook his head, a hint of helplessness in the corner of his eyes: "What's more, we have other problems besides logistics. ”

"What's the problem?" asked Loren and Angot in unison.

"Commander. The Earl of Fury Castle sighed, "We are in dire need of a qualified cavalry commander. ”

A huge question mark popped up on the black-haired wizard's head.

In Byrne, who is famous for his knightly empire, there is a lack of cavalry commanders?

"Not an ordinary cavalryman, but a ranger in the true sense of the word, a cavalry commander who can fight like a Boi hussar, and all of Byrne is the Bosivar family of Lookout Peak. Eckert had no choice but to add:

"Most Byrne knights are trained to charge with a spear, emphasizing discipline and coordination, but if you want to fight a centaur, a ranger who can complete a roundabout maneuver is the key to the battlefield!"

Thinking of Bosival, who had died in battle, the expressions of the three people were a little lonely.

"Because of this, the Byrne Legion urgently needs an experienced cavalry commander to join in order to keep the Legion's own combat effectiveness from falling. ”

Eckert took a deep breath: "I originally planned for Bosival to take Count Rammaros and Salald to learn this little by little on the battlefield, but now it's too late, we must immediately change the status quo in front of us." ”

"To that end, allow me to recommend you an extremely good candidate – not only for their outstanding strength, but more importantly for their willingness to join us!"

The strength is outstanding, and he also takes the initiative to join himself... Loren suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Hey, I said, what's that look on your face?"

The abrupt voice of words sounded, and at the end of Loren's sight, there was suddenly a beautiful scenery - Salika Jonah, who was carrying a saber on her shoulder, grinned and walked up to him with a big grin:

"The Lord of Ben Da Boi has helped you unconditionally, without even a little welcome, my Lord Duke of Byrne?!"