"Tomorrow, I will personally lead all the troops of the Red Hand Brigade and all the Red Hand cavalry to make a detour from the northeast flank and occupy Little Antioch, so that the Emperor's attempt to encircle and block us will be ruined, and we will be able to form a counteroffensive posture against it, and it will be extremely chaotic and dangerous to cut off each other on the battlefield. www.biquge.info So tomorrow, all the infantry and cavalry soldiers will see the battle flag of the big hospital marching and fighting, and the orders must be strict, and those who violate the ban will be killed! The camp here was handed over to Merlot to supervise, and the camp in front of the sub-city was handed over to the command of Billel, and the city used iron fire and fire hoses to defend to the death, but only 600 people were allowed to garrison, and the rest of the civilian army and believers, with the wings of the sub-city lined up, like crabs and claws, pinning down the possible onslaught of the enemy on the north side, and providing cover for my actions. Goliath, take my sword of phosphorus fire! After Gawain finished speaking, he pulled out the sword and handed it to the half-kneeling Praetorian Guard's standard-bearer, "After I leave tomorrow, Dim will hold this sword in his hand and enforce military discipline behind the formation of all the sub-cities. ”

"I'm completely obedient." Diem took the sword and plunged it into his sheath.

"Tomorrow's battle, there is only military discipline, there is no reason, there is someone who asks, ask him to ask about the blade of this sword!" Gawain pointed to the hilt of his sword and addressed all the generals and flag officers.

After the dark night shrouded in the camp, the soldiers of the militia at the head of the city raised the flame of the guard, and then they heard the dense sound of the drizzle hitting the cloak and leather armor, and the female consul who boarded the city patrol also stretched out her hand, and felt the cold chill, sure enough, it will still be cold on the plateau after spring, and then she pressed the battlement, looking at the surroundings of the wilderness and mountains, the white rain and mist began to appear everywhere, and soon slowly poured out from everywhere, as the rain and wind blew, more and more gathered together, and soon spread.

Behind her, the low horn sounded briefly, then stopped, then sounded several more times, and then the whole camp fell silent again, "Is Gawain in getting moving?" ”

The Red Hand Brigade was densely packed in long columns, and although all the ordinary soldiers were still in their original attire, the Brotherhood of the Flag Officer and the Governor was covered with black cloaks with white crosses printed and dyed, which stood out in the dimness. The guides were carried out by a few local peasants, who were the only ones with pine candles around them, and the chief patron himself rode Sabina behind them.

"Your Majesty, this fog is thick enough......" Several guards followed Alexios on horseback, and beside them, a group of Tekopo soldiers with quivers and scarlet clothes were hurrying east, surrounded by white rain and mist, and a little further away, only dim torches and vague figures remained.

"Leave it alone, go on, and tell every soldier to carry two pine torches except for their quivers, and light them again at my command." After the emperor finished speaking, he reined in the white horse and began to speed forward.

From the camp outside the city of Konya, Brenus was also full of uncertainty and uneasiness, for there were six thousand men behind him, men after men, and horses after horses, and now Brenus was going to lead them all to the little Fort Antioch, far away, in this foggy and dark night, to carry out a dangerous roundabout attack.

On the way, Brenus walked on thin ice, constantly asking the guides and scouts in front of him to report to him, and constantly unfolding the drawings to determine his position, stopping and stopping.

But what Brenus did not know was that there were now four armies on the entire Ræma plateau, in the thick fog that could not be seen in front of them, marching from different directions towards Fort Lesser Antioch: in addition to him and His Majesty the Emperor, there were also Gawain's six thousand cavalry, and the mounted cavalry regiment that was arriving from South Cappadocia!

The map and guide are excellent, at least so far. In front of an inconspicuous stream, Brenus's avant-garde cavalry saw the Emperor's guard of honor waiting for them on the opposite bank, "You're a little late. When the Emperor under the torch saw Brenus, whose hair was wet, he spoke mildly, without any reproach in his tone or in his heart—Alexios liked his son-in-law to be slower, lower, and worse than he was in everything.

After the two armies joined together, the itinerary began to be a lot chaotic, because the respective guides had a conflict over the route, and it took a lot of time to mediate before they began to move forward in unison.

Over there, Gawain turned over and dismounted, and pressed the drawing on the ground with great fire, "Our journey may be off, it's damn in this foggy night!" No, it's that the mapping skills are too damned, and the technicians are too inferior. Gawain couldn't help but miss the Guard, and the topographical drawings he drew were almost infallible, albeit simple.

"How?" The generals next to him asked.

"Rectify with all your might, and move on!" Gawain was suddenly ruthless.

In the morning, the slender and slender figure of the female consul stood on the high platform of the main gate of the sub-city, where the place that was destroyed by the explosion of the Khitan snow in the fire has been completely repaired, and now the people's army and the believers have adopted a more secure and safe way of preservation, and there are two protruding terraces evenly distributed directly north of the city wall, both of which are guarded by city walls, about one hundred and fifty trained soldiers are stationed in various posts, each guarding four fire sticks stuffed with cork, and there are strict rules when throwing: you must stay behind the leather and wooden poles that prevent arrows, Ignite the fuse and throw it without revealing half of your body, and leave the task of guiding the target to the lookout wearing anti-arrow chain mail and round iron helmet. In the war room under the platform, some people use pulleys and hanging baskets to continue to replenish the fire shell, and the walls of the war room facing out are nailed with fireproof cowhide or asbestos.

The consul looked at the fields on both sides of the city, and many of the people stood in good order with the banners of their respective ranks, and their fear of punishment by the great lord and guarantor surpassed the fear of the enemy, so they honestly held their spears and axes and guns on the prescribed front, and in the gap and rear of each group of soldiers, each group of projectors took on the task of covering, and they were either archers in the people's army, or believer soldiers armed with fire pipes and tinder canisters.

The thick fog between the valleys of the confrontation slowly dissipated, and the female consul could already see the same strict formation of soldiers and horses of the emperor's army on the opposite side, and the emperor's very majestic Zijin imperial camp, but even so, the fog was still very large, "Bows and arrows are basically equivalent to waste in this weather." Kabeamiya pondered, "No matter what, the main battlefield is still here today, right?" Isn't it...... Hey, I don't think about it so much, there is an earthen fort and Khitan fire in front of me, and there is Gao Wen's camp behind me, and my mind is finally a lot calmer. ”

At this time, the female consul probably did not know that Gawain's 6,000 cavalry had arrived at the "Little Antioch Fort", to be precise, it was on the map but it was by no means practical: the great lord and guarantor held the scroll of the ground, his face was pale, and all around him were cavalry who had stopped their horses' hooves, and the four fields were white, the fog was still rolling, and within the range he could send the scout cavalry to, there was no castle, and in front of him, there was only a turbid river with residual snow! (To be continued.) )