Cecil Territory Military District, Gawain sits in the office building of the Military Intelligence Bureau, this place that gathers all the information circulation of Cecil Territory is now temporarily used as the command center of this military operation, and all kinds of news from the front line are continuously sent through fast horse messengers and carrier pigeons, so that Gawain can grasp the situation at the front at any time.

Amber stood beside Gawain and reported the information that had just been sent to her: "The Kant Line and the Whitewater River Line are ready, just as you expected, that Hossman really boldly divided his troops - 50,000 people from the north are heading south along the Kingdom Road-Gravel Ridge line, and the west is attacking the territory along the Whitewater River through Tanzania. At the speed at which they were moving, Philip's side should have engaged the enemy first. ”

Gawain nodded without concern at all: "Most of the heavy artillery is deployed in the north of Tanzania Town, where there are hundreds of 'Persuader' light railguns, plus minefields and shooting pillboxes, Philip's side is not a big problem." ”

"Fifty thousand—you're really not worried at all?" Amber looked at Gawain in surprise, "I know you have a big heart, but this number is too exaggerated...... If these 50,000 people really want to rush up, I'm afraid that even if there is an artillery position, it will not be able to stop it......"

"The problem is that they can't rush up all at once," Gawain shook his head in his mind as he adjusted the perspective of the satellite top-down view, "the road at the junction of Windward Hill and Gravel Ridge is bad, and there is no condition to charge or adjust the formation, and the 50,000 men that Horsman has gathered are ...... Hmph......"

Gawain couldn't help but snort, the expression on his face was rather disdainful: "I almost don't want to call that an army...... The aristocratic private soldiers of this era had almost no military literacy at all, relying entirely on extraordinary knights to suppress the formation, and then relying on the number of people to rush up, more like undisciplined robbers than soldiers, and according to the general law of aristocratic warfare, they did not have a unified command system, and each small unit was completely independent, they would rush out of the gravel ridge in a hurry, and then be bombarded by artillery...... As long as the cannon explodes, do you think those 50,000 people will still be able to rush up in a group? ”

“…… Well, I haven't seen a real battlefield anyway, you're an expert at that," Amber pursed her lips and glanced Gawain up and down, "But then again, I'm a little surprised that you didn't go to the front...... Didn't you say the rumored Gawain? Does Cecil often charge into battle and sweep across the battlefield himself? Why are you sitting in the back instead......"

Gao Wen casually threw aside the charcoal pen that was marking the map in his hand: "In my last life, I died when I was charging into battle, have you forgotten?" ”

Amber: "......"

"Don't take it seriously, I'll say it casually," Gawain smiled, stood up and walked unhurriedly to the window, "There are two real reasons, first, in the new way of fighting in Cecil's corps, the generals who are strong in individual strength and charge into battle are less and less important, I don't need to charge ahead, I just need to make sure that there are good commanders on the front line, and second, I stay here...... I'm just in case of a 'guest' who might come to visit. ”

As he spoke, Gawain looked into the distance through the crystal window of the MIA office building, and his gaze seemed to have crossed the vast wastelands and woodlands of the northern region to the windward hills and gravel ridges of the front line......

On the slopes of Gravel Ridge in poor condition, Penny Ropeny? Gülen raised his head and looked at the increasingly scattered and noisy team in front of him, with a cold and indifferent expression on his face.

The knights she brought were guarding beside her, the three mages and a few priests in the territory were also nearby, and beyond that, there were the servants, militia and young men brought by the knights, as a viscount who had just recovered from the disaster ten years ago, there were not many people who could be sent by the Glenn Domain, but at this moment there were also thousands of people guarding this baronet, these people occupied a small section of the entire "army", and when the bagpipes were played, they were quite lively and high.

Because they had just taken a break not long ago, the whole "army" seemed to be full of energy at the moment, and the soldiers in chaos in all directions were carrying a jubilant look, which was about to be able to plunder and earn "glory" The mood stirred them, Penny Ropeny? Glenn watched all this indifferently like an outsider, and when she had passed another crossing, she turned her horse's head and approached a knight with a beard: "Where are we?" ”

"Mistress, in a few miles you will be out of the Gravel Ridge," said the knight with a smile, "and beyond the Gravel Ridge, and beyond that is the Windward Hill." ”

Penny looked at the bearded knight and suddenly asked, "I remember ten years ago...... You are the guardian of the castle. ”

The expression on the knight's face seemed to stiffen for a moment, but it quickly changed to a respectful one: "It's an honor to serve you." ”

"Of course, it's your pleasure," Penny said with a charming smile, her eyes swept around, and familiar faces fell into her eyes—the castle guards from ten years ago, the mage advisors of Glenn, the bridge keepers, the sentinels, the captain of the archers...... This face changed in her field of vision, slowly, their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of firelight, the blazing fire, the fire that could scorch the castle gates, her smile became brighter and brighter, the bright appearance had not appeared on her face for ten years, and at this moment it suddenly bloomed, almost making the people around her dazzled, "Today, is a day full of glory." ”

"A day full of glory!" The knights, the servants, and the militiamen didn't know why, but since the lord said so, they immediately waved their arms and shouted loudly, "A day full of glory!" ”

Penny took a deep breath, and at the end of her vision, a little smoke rose from the forest, as if it was a common forest fire at this time of year.

The woman's body shook slightly, and then she held her forehead: "I'm a little dizzy." ”

The knight immediately stepped forward to offer courtesy: "Mistress, do you need to stop?" We can swap places with Viscount Panilla in the back. ”

"No, you go on, I'll leave some of the guards here to rest for a while," Penny shook her head, then looked at the knight in front of her and smiled, "Don't leave the group behind—go ahead." ”

The knight accepted the order—or rather, he himself did not wish to be left behind in a war that was destined to be won and plundered, so he immediately turned his horse's head, left his mistress behind, and led the party onward.

And Penny Lo? Glenn broke away from the group with less than a hundred guards he had selected, and went to a quiet place on the side of the road, where he quietly watched them move forward.

In the distant forest, a second cloud of smoke rose.

Earl Horsman and his party walked out of the crossing of Gravel Ridge, and the narrow and difficult mountain path finally came to an end, and in front of it was an equally bad road, full of gravel and potholes, but at the very least, it was an open field.

He couldn't help but smile when he had already walked enough of the mountain paths, and around him, the knights were already urging the soldiers forward, tidying up the formation in the open area a little, and counting the number of people who had fallen behind—the ranks of the other nobles were doing similar things after they had walked to the open field, and the desolate place suddenly became lively.

Count Hossman rode forward, he did not want to deign to do things that required shouting and losing his demeanor, as an earl, he had excellent military advisers, and many things were naturally served by military advisers and knights.

A low, ethereal sound, which seemed to come from a far, far away, reached the earl's ears, and although there was some noise around him, it caught his attention, and he looked with some curiosity in the direction from which the sound came—was the third rain of the spring coming? Thunder at this time of year does not bode well.

Count Hossmann's thoughts diverged, and then he heard another strange sound from high in the sky, a sharp, whistle-like noise, and it grew higher and sharper, as if something in the sky was approaching.

Subsequently, thunder struck - on the ground.

An unimaginable terrifying loud bang suddenly exploded on the plain, and no one could see what was falling beside them, with this thunderous roar, countless rocks and dirt flew into the sky, mixed with the human body that had just been torn apart and the remains of war horses, Count Hossman felt as if he had been hit by an invisible giant hammer and flew up, his gorgeous earl's big sword burst out with magical light of various colors, and the carefully treasured talisman was almost all blown to pieces at this moment, Then he felt the terrible impact directly on himself, his internal organs trembled, his bones trembled and were torn apart in the tremor, and in his higher and higher line of sight, he saw more and more "thunder" exploding one after another on the open ground.

A continuous explosion descended, as if hundreds of angry archmages were unleashing devastating magic in the sky, and the entire open field was almost instantly covered with flames, smoke, wreckage, and the cries of dying men, knights roaring in fear and consternation, out-of-control soldiers and horses rampage through the hellish battlefield, magicians holding up all sorts of protective spells in vain, But their scarce and weak magic shields were as small and fleeting as a few sparks in the darkness on the entire battlefield - dozens of kilograms of magic crystal cannonballs could easily shred through their hastily held defenses when they exploded, and due to the effects of mana explosion and turbulence, many mages who held up their shields died even faster: the powerful magic impact destroyed their casting environment, and the fragile human nervous system could not control those violent energies in such a situation, One by one, mages bled to death behind their shields, their shields not extinguished, but their brains burned to ashes by their own mana.

In the explosion, Count Hossmann finally landed, or the part containing his head finally landed, he couldn't feel where his hands and feet were, but he could feel that his life was rapidly dying, and before his vision darkened completely, he saw a charred and twisted metal fragment suddenly fall in front of his eyes, and a line of text could be faintly seen on the metal fragment:

…… This is my argument.