The army of 50,000 men marched out of camp, blowing and beating all the way, lively and lively, with a joyful atmosphere, and an unbearable noise.

Count Horsmann and his brightly armored knights were the brightest colours in the procession, knights in new plate armor rode on tall horses, and also armoured servants carried brightly colored banners beside them, singing the well-known folk song "Tom the Lost Soldier" along the way, while the accompanying musicians played bagpipes and tambourines, brightly toned instruments to help nearby teams determine where the commander was, as is often the case every ten miles. to prevent the entire team from completely messing up.

But even with these things, the whole team was unavoidably chaotic: such a large army was crowded together, and it was under dozens of different noble leaders, and it was almost impossible for them to cooperate with each other, and the whole team was stretched into a long and intermittent stretch along the road that ran from north to south, and when the vanguard left Carroll's territory, the last to set out had not even left the place where they were stationed.

But Count Hossmann didn't care about this, in his opinion, being able to follow the big army in the same direction was already the best that the little country nobles could do, and they couldn't expect the mud-legged soldiers they had recruited from the fields and who only knew how to fight with people when they were drunk to fight with people could be as disciplined and combative as their own knights, and it didn't matter if the ranks were a little chaotic now, anyway, they were still far from reaching their destination - in the next few days, the main task of the troops was to hurry, Moreover, there are still many troops of remote nobles who have not had time to arrive at Carol, and those who are late will continue to be replenished in the next few days, so there is no need to put order in order at this time.

Chaos is a bit more chaotic - he has 50,000 men, and I'm afraid the whole of Cecil can be leveled.

And...... The messy country privates in tattered leather or chain mail weren't a great force in the first place, they were just firewood and grass rushing to the battlefield to fill the pits with corpses, and the real power that could come in handy was the transcendent in the army.

Count Hossmann thought as he looked at the procession beside him—he saw his proud knights, and the robed mages who were guarded in the middle by the knights, and finally the priests in holy white robes and the Knights of the Church they led, who were dressed in sturdy armor or ornate robes, and whose demeanor was noble and reserved, and who stood out among the motley and vulgar soldiers around them.

These are the forces he truly trusts.

……

To the north of Kant's territory, the artillery positions on the windward hill had been deployed, and Knight Philip rode his horse between the various firing groups and returned to the center of the position.

His gaze swept across the position, showing not only the disciplined and fast-moving Cecil combatants and their artillery positions, but also the rather chaotic and panicked Kant Corps (2nd Combat Corps) helping behind the position.

There are 3,000 soldiers of the First Corps on standby, and the rest are the newly formed "Second Corps" in the Kant area, but the latter are not the main force of the battle, and their task is to help set up positions, serve as logistics, and ...... Watching from the sidelines.

Although the Second Corps had begun to receive formal military training, after all, the days were still short, and the habits and ideas of the old aristocratic private soldiers were still deeply rooted in the minds of these people, which could not be solved by surprise training, but Philip believed that letting these men experience the fighting methods of the First Corps on the battlefield would greatly loosen their stubborn minds, which had been well verified by the Kant's knights.

The leader of the Kant's knights, Wald, who lived in middle age?? Wearing his newly-issued armor and holding a new weapon called the "Molten Sword", Perridge stood on a high platform on the hill and watched as the soldiers went about in what was known as the "Artillery Position." This gentle hill has been thoroughly armed, large areas of land have been leveled, and various trenches and "gun pits" have been dug out, and large weapons called "magic crystal railguns" are placed in the gun pits in a staggered manner, and between the gun pits are communication trenches for transporting shells and personnel, and the brightly armored Cecil soldiers are running quickly between the trenches, relying on simple orders, the actions of these people show a shocking order and ...... Beauty, and this feeling, Wald has not seen in the army for decades.

The battlefield he remembered was far simpler, crude, and chaotic than here.

As for this particular "artillery position...... That's even more beyond his comprehension.

He had indeed seen the Magic Crystal Railgun, and he even knew that the name of this kind of gun was "Justice", but he had only seen the appearance of this weapon on the neat flat ground, and he had thought that was the way the railgun fought, but now that he saw this strange position and the skillful preparation of the artillerymen, he realized that what he had seen that day was only the most superficial thing.

A female knight with brown shawl hair walked up to the high platform and came to Wald?? Perridge's side: "Mr. Wald, I heard...... We don't take part in the next battle? ”

The old knight did not look back: "According to the order, the Kant's Knights and the entire Second Corps did not participate in the battle unless the enemy could rush to the hill. ”

The female knight couldn't help but frown, her heroic face with dissatisfaction: "Isn't this a contempt for us? ”

"This is the training of the Second Corps, young Margarita," Wald heard this complaint, and finally turned around and looked at the female knight in front of him, this female knight was the most talented and closest to the middle rank among the female knights led by Kant, but after all, she was too young and not steady enough, "Don't forget, the Second Corps has not yet completed the basic drills, and they haven't even memorized the new combat instructions, do you let them go to the battlefield to cause chaos?" ”

"They don't carry it, we can," said the knightess, indignantly, "and now the brothers and sisters are leading the soldiers behind the Cecil to dig and carry stones, and carry cannonballs and magic nets, but we have nothing to do with the battle...... It's clear that there's still no trust in everyone. We've sworn allegiance, and we've been following our lord's orders......"

"Then keep observing, knight," Wald interrupted Margarita, "as a knight, if you can't even obey your master's orders, there's no glory in fighting on the battlefield." ”

The female knight was speechless and could only bow her head slightly, but Wald knew that Margarita's resentment was also shared by the other Kant knights, so he continued: "Margarita, what do you think of your new armor and new sword? ”

"Armor and swords?" The female knight was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the alloy armor on her body that was printed with Cecil's steel seal, with a slight flow of magic light between the gaps, and a strange but beautiful shape, as well as the melt cut sword at her waist, and nodded subconsciously, "It's a very good thing...... Originally, I was a little sorry when I took off my family heirloom armor and put it on this 'standard equipment', but now I think they are really good things, especially this sword - much better than my original steel sword. ”

"See the soldiers? They've all got that," Wald pointed to the Cecil soldiers who were busy on the battlefield, "I've inquired, the armor and swords of the average soldier are not much different from the officer's, the latter is just a little more gilded, and slightly better in terms of mana materials, do you know what that means?" ”

The female knight gave a thoughtful look.

"It means that as long as you put on this armor and take this melting sword, five or six ordinary soldiers can take down a transcendent knight like you - this is also the advantage of your swordsmanship and combat experience, if they use thermal ray guns and grenades, you may not be able to deal with even two people. A Transcendent Knight may be fine with a hundred in other places, but here, you are at most a soldier who can fight. ”

Margarita: "......"

"So the lord doesn't let us go to war because he doesn't trust us, but because he doesn't need us," Wald looked into the distance and exhaled softly, "but he let us watch the battle and let us learn from it, which shows that he hopes we can come in handy one day." What he needs is not a knight who can fight, but a group of knights who can take the initiative to learn and keep up with him, you know? ”

“…… I understand. ”

"That's good," Wald smiled and nodded, "then let's watch quietly and see how the Cecil fights......

A herald came up to the hill and ran up to Philip with an up-to-date piece of information.

Philip unfolded the information and saw a few lines written on it in a woman's pen:

"Earl Hossman led 50,000 men south, through the Kingdom Road-Gravel Ridge, and arrived on the XX day."

Philip nodded, and casually turned the note into dust that drifted in the wind.

"Send scouts to give early warning in the area of Gravel Ridge, and use smoke as a signal."

……

At the same time, on the edge of the forest on the south bank of the Whitewater River in Cecil, Byron stood on a camouflaged artillery position, watching as the soldiers used woven leaves and vines as camouflage blankets covering the acceleration rails of the railguns.

The mercenary-turned-middle-aged knight, who had no aristocratic bearings, leaned against a half-dead black beech tree with a stick in his hand, wondering how to pass the time of boredom—firing a cannon was a pleasant thing, but waiting for his prey before firing a cannon was particularly difficult.

As if someone had heard him, he saw one of the heralds break through the bushes and walk straight towards him.

He beckoned to the herald from afar, "Yo, Banico, what's the good news?" ”

"My lord, make the information clear," said the herald, who came to Byron and saluted, "the Count of Peibo led 20,000 men through the White Water River, and two days later passed through the ambush point. ”

"Well, twenty thousand," Byron whistled, "yes, two thousand against twenty thousand on our side, much easier than Philip's, and his side seems to be three thousand against fifty thousand." ”

The herald subconsciously spoke: "Master Philip still has the Kant's Knights over there......"

"Those people don't go to war," Byron waved his hand absently, "Okay, I'm much more at ease with this news, now I'm sure those grandchildren will come, I'll find a place to sleep...... Do a good job in two days! ”

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