The snow is falling, the weather is cold, and the climate in the north of the continent is so cruel that a goose feather snow falls from the sky again, and there is no intention of stopping at all.

The Norweed marched hard under the bitter cold, they faltered, many Norweed warriors were blown by the cold wind, some stood up from the ground in embarrassment, and some were lying on the ground weakly, and left this world full of suffering.

They wailed and groaned, and because they had fled in a hurry, they had not carried any food with them, or rather, their food had already been burned in the previous fire.

It was a three-day march, and although they had brought some dry food with them, the quantity would not be too much after all, and they would have been consumed long ago under the three-day march.

Although the limit of hunger is seven or eight days, the situation is different, in the middle of ice and snow, people need food to provide themselves with calories.

And now, it is clear that the Norweed people have run out of ammunition and food, and in this cold environment, it is almost inevitable that a large number of people will freeze to death.

The Norweed tribe numbered about 4,000 men, but after three days of travel, and some casualties due to heavy snowfall, there were now only about 3,600 left.

That's just the initial loss, because they started to run out of food yesterday, and the really hard days haven't started yet.

The rest of the team, almost like them, had already begun to suffer heavy casualties.

General Vydasen followed his own men and led six thousand Norweed soldiers to Fort Darlings, where they were about to converge.

There were also some casualties in his ranks, and General Vidasen was saddened, fearing that the soldiers would not be able to make it to Ringsburg and collapse.

After all, at this rate, it would take three full days to reach Darlings Bag, and three days without food would be enough for many soldiers to mutini and collapse, while they still have to endure the bitter cold.

William returned to his camp, and in the afternoon he returned from the pursuit of the Norwidian deserters, and he had annihilated a group of 3,000 Norwidians, and the rest could not be pursued, so he had to return to the barracks.

Since the operation was a complete success, and the enemy standing in front of the jihadist army had been defeated, the jihadist army would immediately move out after a brief rest.

Arthur has been a little silent since he was defeated by William's two moves, wondering if he was thinking about righteousness or feeling frustrated.

"What's wrong, it's incredible to be defeated by me?"

William smiled and looked at Arthur, who was silent, but a little depressed.

Arthur looked up at William's words, he was a little stunned by William's attitude, he knew that his actions had caused Lord Earl to lose face, and Lord Earl could still talk to him with a smile.

"What's the matter, wouldn't it be so sad to be defeated by my men? Do I look so weak? ”

William has always admired Arthur, perhaps Cong had a good impression from the beginning when he heard his name, and his subsequent performance also made William very satisfied.

In addition, William himself is not the kind of person who is particularly ruthless, and the otaku life in his previous life has had a huge impact on him.

"Your Excellency...... No...... I ......"

Arthur was speechless, thinking William was still angry.

"Well," said William, ...... "I know you haven't turned a corner, but think about it, if we talk about chivalry with the Norweeds, how do we move forward?" ”

"If we don't move forward, we won't be able to reach our goal, and if we don't, then we'll fail this holy war!"

William said bitterly: "If the war is lost, the Norweed people will drive straight in, and when the time comes, what kind of humiliation will the Holy Father's people suffer?" You may think that is contrary to your righteousness, but this is my righteousness, and I will not allow the Father's people to be mutilated by the infidels! ”

William is really lying now without even blinking his eyes, casually making up a so-called righteousness, if those people are not his people, he doesn't care about those so-called saints and fathers.

But in order to fool Arthur, or even others, he had to tell this lie.

Arthur looked at William as if he didn't understand, and seemed to have something to gain from William's words.

William continued: "So, we must make a choice, your righteousness is indeed very good, but you have to distinguish the object, and you can't always be swayed by righteousness, when there is an irreconcilable conflict between your ideals and interests and righteousness, you must properly let go of righteousness and compromise with the reality in front of you!" ”

William kept thinking about Arthur's instillation of chicken soup, he admired Arthur more, and he also hoped that Arthur could become his right-hand man in the future, and even Charlemagne, so he tried his best to cultivate him and fool him.

"Do you think I've always been like this? Everybody was young, wasn't they? ”

William made a nostalgic and melancholy expression and looked up at the sky, looking like an uncle with a story about the vicissitudes of life.

After hearing this, Arthur couldn't help but be a little curious, looking at William, very eager to hear William talk about his past.

However, William simply smiled and said, "I used to be a teenager, but dreams and righteousness will always be defeated by reality!" You're too young, young man, and you still have a long way to go! ”

After speaking, William patted his ass and stood up, and the snowflakes in the sky were like flying elves and enchantresses, spinning and falling, with different postures and very beautiful.

William exhaled a breath of heat, and Arthur said, "Think about it, am I right! ”

With that, William turned and went back to the tent.

Because of the heavy snowfall, the road was very difficult to navigate, so the start of the jihadist army was postponed by two days.

William leisurely roasted the fire in the tent, ate barbecue, read the knights he carried with him, or chatted with Norwen and Hulimu, life was quite comfortable, and it was rare to be like this in wartime.

Two days later, the snow had become lighter, and although there were still some snow foams flying in the air, it did not affect the soldiers' march, so as soon as the day dawned, the jihadist army marched forward.

The march was still scattered, and William's army had never unarmoured, so even if he had started earlier, he was inevitably overtaken by the lightly armed army behind.

At this moment, the outpost ahead received news that all the Holy War nobles were stunned and disappointed.

There was a castle belonging to the Norwids ahead, stuck in the path of the Holy War Army.

"What? How can there be a castle here? We don't have any news at all! ”

King Leonac and Birins were stunned by the archbishop.

William subconsciously felt that something was wrong, this castle might not be so easy to break through, and the Holy War Army would definitely be blocked here for a long time.