According to the popular saying of the special theory of relativity, when a person is immersed in a state of happiness, time always flies, as if deliberately against him, and when the person is in a state of anxiety, time is as slow as a snail, for fear that he will not be able to taste the feeling of pain.

In other words, in my understanding, people who have no heart and no lungs have a white horse in an instant, but people who are exhausted scratch their ears and cheeks, and they can't finish their glass hearts.

I watched as the moon's color gradually changed, slowly turning from bright yellow to fading, and finally became a transparent disc hanging from the sky, and the morning star snatched the limelight from the moon, showing off its charm before the sun rose, reminding all those who stayed awake all night that a new day was coming.

The clattering hooves of the horses came from far and near, and the quiet dawn was particularly clear, which attracted everyone's attention.

"It's almost dawn, why hasn't there been any movement over there?"

Owen didn't wait for the horse to stop, he jumped down in a hurry, staggered with garlic on the soles of his feet and almost fell, thanks to Gaude's quick eyes to help him.

Hyacinth's defensive position was on the bank of the river, some distance from the base camp, but this guy couldn't bear it and ran back and forth several times.

"Panic what, this is not like your usual you at all."

I glanced lazily at the embarrassed Owen, my eyes were instantly filled with tears, sour and swollen uncomfortable, as if splashed with red chili oil, and a burst of pain grabbed the tense nerves, and the invasion of life was raging.

He smiled awkwardly and shrugged his shoulders embarrassedly: "No way, I haven't fought such a hard battle for a long time, and the number of enemies still has an advantage, so it is inevitable that I don't know the bottom of my heart." ”

Owen grimaced at several colleagues, and the serious Gao De glared at him angrily, obviously not used to being frivolous.

I wiped the corners of my eyes and snorted in understanding: "It's strange, the scout in charge of reconnaissance has been staring for the night, Count Lechfeld's army has not moved, they seem to be sleeping, and their hearts are too big. ”

Could it be that the old earl thought that he had won the battle, and did not bother to use the night to launch a senseless attack? I was puzzled, and my hesitant brows furrowed in layers, as if I had fallen into a thousand burdens.

"The two armies are separated by a big river, although it can be taken by surprise to cross it at night, but the safety factor is too low, and it is very easy for us to seize the opportunity to repair it fiercely, so the earl wants to wait until daytime to attack, which is very understandable, after all, their forces are superior, they can't take risks, it's better to be steady, and more people don't mean they can do whatever they want." Owen analyzed it to himself, and there was more or less some truth.

"I hope so."

I took the boiling water prepared by the attendants, soaked in honey and expensive spices from the abbot of Montibas, and tasted a little like sweet soy milk, which was quite appetizing to me.

"I can't say why, but I always have a vague feeling that something is wrong, and Earl Richfield should not be so easy to deal with." Duke Hermann once praised him as the most courageous knight in Swabia, and he should have been quite powerful.

"You! Maybe it's just thinking too much and it's too complicated, whether to fight, in the final analysis, it still depends on strength and morale, and now that the enemy has the upper hand under any condition, there is naturally no need to play tricks. ”

Ignoring the burning mouth, Owen poured boiling water into his mouth, hissing and coughing, and his face turned red.

"Uh...... I mean, there's no need to rack your brains for tricks...... Damn it! ”

He cursed in a low voice, not knowing how to get the words back, and Gao De looked at it with a gloating expression that was not too big to see the excitement.

"That's a lot of nonsense."

I rolled my eyes and sneered at his gaffe:

"No, I'm not at ease, send more scouts to expand the reconnaissance area to five miles upstream and downstream, and at the same time order Devid's cornflower to be recovered and reduce the distance with the large army."

Owen nodded, muttering and asking, "What about Schneider's pansy, continue to lurk?" ”

I bit my lip, my tongue nervously patting my gums, I don't know when I formed this weird little habit, I can't change it after going back and forth, just set off the tension and restlessness in my heart when I think.

"There's no news of their discovery yet, so let's wait and see."

I didn't say it, but I had to admit in my heart that I had been too reckless in sending Schneider across the river before.

"Gaode, draw some troops from your irises and guard the shallows that cross the river upstream, it is always useful to have more heart."

The pure flowing water is the eternal background board, the night elves are unwilling to retract the nest under the earth's crust, waiting for another twilight, before the sun rises, the river has faintly floated white steam, making people have the illusion of being in a fairy tale kingdom, it seems that the grass by the river can really jump out of the rabbit that can only talk or the caterpillar smoking hookah, the denser and denser morning fog blurs the banks of the river, and the visibility drops to a very low level.

I stood with my back to the crowd, my fists clenched tightly, even if the cold wind poured straight into my wide open chest, they only saw my resolute and immobile back, so it was good, the exhaustion of the mountains and seas came at me, and the more and more violent bombardment of the body and mind supported only by the will.

"Hold on, you can do it, Randy."

I encouraged myself: "Don't fall, everyone depends on you......"

"Your Excellency!"

He was a herald, and each time he arrived was like a firing pin for the punctual time, bringing back messages of mixed goodness and badness, either ecstatic or extremely sad.

"My lord, there is a situation!"

"Panic what!"

The attendant shouted a loud reprimand, and grabbed the horse's halter so hard that the herald was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything for a long time.

"Come forward and report it."

I beckoned, trying to control my body not to tremble, and Gao De, who was accompanying me, saw this, and immediately ordered the attendants to separate the crowd, so that the idle people and others could not see the tiredness of the duke.

"Thank you."

I smiled reluctantly, rubbing the corners of my red eyes, and the excitement came to my senses.

"The scouts have detected the enemy situation in the five miles downstream, and many enemies have forcibly crossed the river, and the number is unknown."

The herald was a smart man, and he understood in minutes that he could not disturb the morale of the army with loud noises, so he deliberately suppressed his voice to speak.

"At the moment they are busy assembling and have not yet moved."

"Probe, report!"

I pressed his shoulders as if I could draw strength from them.

"It is necessary to find out the number of the enemy and the allocation of troops, the military situation is urgent, and the hands and feet are sharp!"

The herald led his horse away before he had time to salute, and Gao De came over, and the meaning was self-evident.

"My lord, you don't have much mobile power in your hands now, or I'll lead someone over."

His battle-hardened chain mail was polished, and every movement was dazzling.

"I'll take fifty men first, observe the terrain along the way, look for dangerous places and arrange a defensive line, if the enemy army is too strong to resist, I will report in advance, so that you can be on guard."

"Do as you say."

I sighed meaningfully, thinking clearly about the future and seeing it on the white river.

"Earl Richfield is waiting, it is at this time that he is too cunning. Why is the enemy camp so quiet that our men don't find any clues? The old Earl must have taken advantage of the negotiation to mobilize his troops, and at the same time used the negotiation and the ensuing long night to stall for time, and secretly forced his way across the river under our noses, in short, to make a noise, and he learned a clear ...... of my usual tricks."

I grinned self-deprecatingly, and suddenly became unconscious: "Yes, the sound is striking!" Heralds! Fast! Order Pansy to withdraw! ”

Gao De beckoned the herald soldiers to go quickly, and at the same time comforted me who was overly excited: "My lord, what did you think of, and you have something to say slowly." ”

"Schneider, Schneider is in danger, if you don't retreat, you will definitely suffer!"

I spun around in a hurry, like an ant on a hot pot: "The enemy crossing the river is both a threat and a decoy, and the Earl of Lechfeld is teasing, have you ever seen a hunter who hunts wolves?" They are sophisticated, daring, patient, and terrifying, and they cast great temptations in delicate traps to determine whether the target is a lone wolf or a sentinel who fights the front. Figured it out? You and I are wolves, the enemy downstream is a delicious pig's leg, and the old earl is a calm hunter, who does not hesitate to shoot his bow left and right, testing Nijmegen's strength to judge our weakness. It's a pity, luck and strength are all on his side, and my hole cards are about to be played......"

Gao De's attendant led the horse to the side, and the colorful war horse impatiently scraped the ground with its hooves, raising up clouds of dust, and it stared at its beautiful big eyes, and could not understand what the director was talking about.

"What do you mean?" The reserved knight asked.

"You go upstream to pick up Schneider back, and don't care about the enemies gathered downstream."

I rolled my eyes and said, "No, Schneider is finished, he has trapped the enemy, you go is tantamount to death, and preserving your strength for the present is the key." ”

I nervously bit the dead skin on my fingers, any decision at this moment will directly determine the success or failure of the battle: "The bait sent by Count Lechfeld to the door, don't laugh at how embarrassed it is, just concentrate on eating it!" ”

"What about Schneider?"

Gao De weakly squeezed out a sentence: "In case he ......"

"Leave it to fate, the enemy and the enemy bite the hook, destroy the adversary who is adventurous, and return to the original point."

I looked at Gao De's uncertain face and added, "Schneider is thoughtful, and may not let the enemy take advantage, so let's pray for him." ”

The sergeant shouted at the soldiers, the soldiers called out to their companions, the knights reprimanded their attendants, and the attendants whipped their horses and roared hoarsely at each other. ”

Gaude's Iris, supplemented by a few dozen swordsmen from Hyacinth and Cornflower, barely managed to make the hoplites fifty men, who would cover the flanks of pikemen and break through enemy lines, the pikemen being the only barrier to a swift attack in a situation where archers were severely underemployed and concentrated on the frontal defense of the riverbank.

"Fighting a war is the same as doing things, pay attention to the general understanding of the general righteousness, in case the enemy can't resist, don't hold on, you should retreat and retreat, you should save your life, for us now, it is more important to preserve our strength than to win the victory."

Gao De was about to leave on his horse, but I took the reins from the squire's hand, and said with a serious sigh of relief: "Deved is guarding the back door for us, and if we can't beat it, we won't have no way back." ”

I was struck by my own serious rhetoric, as if it was not me who had decided to fight yesterday and sent troops to cross the river.

Fortunately, Gao De did not notice the Duke's contradictions, and he frowned, more concerned about the unpredictable battle that followed.

Iris takes five people as a combat unit, and the role of a sergeant is played by a slightly more experienced veteran, responsible for conveying orders and coordinating with each other, in small-scale encounters, the smooth flow of grassroots command is the key to determining success or failure, just imagine, the snow wolf of division of labor and cooperation can always slaughter the deer herd that is twice as large as itself, what does it rely on?

"Go ahead!"

I jerked at the horse's buttocks, its long, high-pitched neigh, and threw off its hooves and galloped out, and the attendants followed in turn, and the soldiers followed, and I watched the last soldier disappear from sight, and my mind flew with them to the front.

"May God bless you......"

The morning mist was still shrouded in the river, the sun had just peeked out in the crevices of the mountains, like the bean meat ham produced by a bad profiteer, it was still time to establish an invincible rule, and the early finches chirped in flocks, as if they were talking about what these strange bipeds were doing, and they flapped their wings to change the formation of their flights, and swooped into the arms of the long morning mist.

"Your Excellency. Look, the other side! ”

Turning around to take the cup, the attendant suddenly pointed behind him and shouted, everyone's eyes were drawn to the direction he was pointing, and then they all opened their mouths involuntarily, and an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.

The white morning mist was shrouded, but it was not the only color, the swaying orange-red fire gathered more and more, slowly from the dots to the surface, converging into a warm light, but unfortunately, it brought me only a heavy depression.

"I'm waiting here, Lord Earl, cunning hunter."

I can't show shock and frustration like an ordinary soldier, and as a manager, I have to be calm and strong.

"The enemy is trying to force himself across the river, what should I do, my lord!"

The attendant exclaimed, he represents everyone's thoughts, and this sentence translates to ......

Oh my God, we're finished!

First tricked to deceive the reconnaissance, secretly sent out surprise troops by night, and then deliberately showed traces at dawn, forcing me to divide the already small forces again, weakening the frontal defensive force, he was very secret, I did not care about the life and death of the pansy, and gave up the division of troops to rescue, but the enemy basically achieved the goal of tactical temptation, at this moment, in front of them, there is a serious lack of heavy infantry hyacinth and cornflower that has not yet retracted, and violet whose combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, compared with the two, the old earl is sure to win.

"Lead the horse, I have to go to the front!"

The distracted attendants hurriedly prepared, the soldiers who stayed in the camp looked at each other in fear, and the pessimistic atmosphere of decline before the battle enveloped everyone, I turned over and grabbed a sergeant who ran by casually, and said in a serious and earnest ear like an elder:

"Restrain your soldiers, rely on the existing terrain to organize the defense, no matter what the battle situation is on the front, before I return, I don't want to see the panicked soldiers scattered, Nijmegen can be defeated, but it must not be defeated, understand?"

(End of chapter)