"Lord Marquis, the fire we lit at the Blue Mountain Pass burned all night, and the men of the Black Oak Legion were also chaotic all night, but you didn't attack with all your might........."

Yasuol looked at Charles sadly and angrily, and asked emotionally: "In order to help you recover the Blue Mountain Pass, so many freelancers are willing to give their precious lives, but now you are not even ready to fulfill the established promise?"

Charles looked indifferently at Yasol, whose face was stained with tears, and the little pity left in his heart disappeared without a trace, and Louis, who had originally planned to pay him in the spirit of humanitarianism, did not mention it.

In his previous life, Charles had met too many villains who took the credit of others and were ashamed to take their own hands, obviously he sneaked into the Blue Mountain Pass in the middle of the night and used the "Fire Dragon Roar" to make a cameo as an arsonist, why was he pressed on his head by you?

"Remember what I told you last time, don't play tricks in front of a nobleman, and don't tell me any ridiculous lies!"

Charles turned his head slightly to Dewar and said, "How long have they been causing chaos?"

"Twenty-three minutes, my lord!"

"Twenty-three minutes, Lord Marquis, you can go out and take a look, the smoke over the Blue Mountain Pass has not yet dissipated, how can it be .........?"

"Shut up!"

Charles looked at the emotional Yasol and said in disgust: "You didn't set the last fire, and your people didn't get close to the warehouse area at all, did I understand enough?"

The excited Yasol's face froze, and he was stunned for a moment before he said, "Didn't we set the fire? Who did it? It can't be the Lucerne people who set the fire themselves?"

Charles didn't bother to explain more to him, waved his hand and said, "Go out! The strength you showed is not what I need, so unfortunately, there is no basis for cooperation between the two of us." ”

"No, Lord Marquis, we haven't shown our true strength. ”

Hearing Charles's indifferent send-off, Yasuor was anxious at that time, "Lord Marquis, you don't know yet, do you! The Red Oak Legion has arrived in Qingshui Town, and Leclo will soon be able to get tens of thousands of reinforcements, and now you need us......

"We can tear down eleven large and small bridges from Qingshui Town to Blue Mountain Pass, and we can hold back reinforcements at three passes along the way for at least three days........."

"Don't bother with you, my people are already doing it!"

“............”

Yasol choked on his throat in one breath, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Yasol had never felt such a level of embarrassment, and before he came to see the Charles, Councillor Pomosen and he analyzed his own advantages, and they thought that "helping" the Lorrainians at this time would be a blessing.

But now looking at the attitude of the young aristocrat in front of him, these people don't seem to be even a fart in the eyes of others.

He thought of the "own brothers" who had been instigated by himself to set fires, and suddenly found that their deaths were so worthless.

...........

...........

Yasol felt desolate in the charr's barracks, but he didn't know that at this time, in the messy Blue Mountain Pass, the leader of the Black Oak Legion, Lecro, was cold in his heart.

"Poof..... Poof!"

Leclow walked into the burning fire with a few of his military commanders, his boots stepping on the black debris as if he were walking on a muddy swamp.

Standing in front of the burned, disfigured granary? Lecro's face turned black to the bottom of the pot.

"We ....... How much more food is there?"

"There are still some bread and bread in each camp, how many can you save a little food......? It's all here!"

Dawson's face was also not good-looking? Last night's strange fire used up most of the pure water in the reservoir of the Blue Mountain Pass, but in exchange for only a puddle of black mud? I don't know if it was mud or the dregs of grain, as long as an officer with experience in leading troops, he would feel hopeless about the current situation.

Soldiers may be in a state of turmoil and need the promise and reassurance of the officers in order to fight normally.

But if you don't eat for a few days, you can try, either the soldiers will scatter and turn into bandits, or you will directly cook the officers and eat them.

"Legionnaire, do you still have some food in Prio's Third Brigade, you can divide some first......." A weakened officer looked at a lean middle-aged man beside him, hesitated for a moment, and said suggestively.

"No way!"

Leclow immediately interrupted him.

"Prio's Third Brigade must not move, now the entire Black Oak Legion is only a few thousand of his men left to fight, if it weren't for his elite battalion holding those four fortress guns last night, we might have to abandon the Blue Mountain Pass by now. ”

"But if Prio's men had been involved in fighting the fire yesterday, we might have grabbed more food, but now....... What should we do?"

When the fire was at its most fierce last night, the 3rd Brigade, which was the most fully formed, sent only a small number of soldiers to help put out the fire? The rest of the men quickly seized the powder magazine, the fortress guns, and other military points, and successfully controlled the situation after the two fortress guns were destroyed? In order to prevent the traitors from expanding the scope of the destruction again? This kind of behavior was chaotic at the time, and no one said anything? But at this moment, it inevitably caused some complaints from others.

What is the use of fortress artillery if everyone starves to death?

As the decision-maker of the entire legion, Lecro naturally knew that this kind of situation with a strong enemy on the outside and a dislike on the inside was very bad, and after thinking about it for a while, he sighed and began to order.

"Report the matter here to the Duke immediately, and don't hide anything more!"

"Send a grain collection team to collect grain from the villages and towns near the Blue Mountain Pass, and escort it over as soon as possible to rescue the emergency ........"

"Send a few clever people to Qingshui Town to buy food from the Red Oak Legion, and be generous, just say that we intercepted a group of down-and-out nobles who went to the Nilan area for refuge in the Blue Mountain Pass, and seized more than 10,000 gold louis and a large amount of property, and revealed that we don't want the Red Oak Legion to continue to approach the Blue Mountain Pass, and we can defend the Blue Mountain Pass......."

The people present looked at each other, and finally Dawson asked uncertainly, "Legionnaire, will Captain Porter believe these words and speed up to rescue us?"

"Maybe! Qingshui Town is only a day or two away from here, how long can he drag it out?"

...........

...........

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

A mixed civil and engineering bridge tens of meters long was blown into several sections by a violent explosion, fell into the wide river, and after making a large splash, it was washed downstream by the gasping water.

It was not only the bridges and civil engineering that were washed away, but also the corpses of several Lucernes, whose deathly eyes could be used to guess their dying mood.

There were more corpses on the bank, and the blood flowed from the barracks by the river, flowing down the meadows by the river into the river, diluting the wisps of red.

"Everyone clean up the battlefield at once, the Lucernes will chase after them in half an hour, and if you don't want to be disturbed by the smell of their bodies, retreat within ten minutes. ”

Charles' flattering lackeys, the nobles of Engru who threw themselves into the arms of the Flensians, the great transcendent hunter Lund, and the Emir stood on a mound by the river, watching their men pull off this perfect raid, and finally felt the first time in their lives that they were in high spirits.

"Appetite Affected?Lund, you're so right!hahahaha!"

"Alas, you forgot again, you have to be honored as 'Captain Lund'!

"That's right, Acting Captain Lund Emile....... Hahahaha!"

Several active Lorraine warriors quickly looted and captured, while happily joking with their acting captain Lund, this time Charles asked his three hunters to each select elite to bypass the Blue Mountain Pass to carry out the mission behind enemy lines, and Lund, who had been squeezed out, finally got the opportunity to lead the army, although it was only an elite squad of only a few dozen scouts, but it was also a historic breakthrough.

His baronial daddy, who stayed in the northwest wind blowing in Ericshire, didn't have so many warriors under him!

As for the well-intentioned ridicule of the soldiers, Lund didn't care about it at all, as long as he performed well in this attack behind enemy lines, how do you know that Lao Tzu's "acting" title can't be turned into a regular?

Ten minutes later, several soldiers who were in charge of collecting the spoils of war walked over to Lund, and said very dissatisfied: "Captain Lund, these people are all poor ghosts, and fifty people can't make up two hundred livres, I really doubt that they are the soldiers of the Black Oak Legion or the poor people who have been forcibly brought in." ”

The Lucerne soldiers stationed on the shore to guard the bridge are very poor, Lund and others are guerrillas, and they can't take away all kinds of baggage, and several old ** people who are full of ideas about getting rich are a little dissatisfied.

"Alright, do you think the Black Oak Legion is paid monthly like our Lorraine Legion?

"Captain Lund, you don't have a crush on Nelly, do you? I advise you to dismiss this idea, we lads from Lorraine will kill you!"

"Kill me?"

Lund smiled, maybe he would be a little obedient in front of Bourne and the others, but in front of these ordinary people, he really had a little bit of superiority.

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.........

On the fourth day of the Blue Mountain Pass fire, when night came, the Lorraine Legion camp, which had been quiet for a day, began to be lively again, and more than a dozen infantry battalions and cavalry battalions poured out of their nests and set up a team on the field south of the Blue Mountain Pass, which at first glance looked like the rhythm of storming the Blue Mountain Pass.

But this is just a daily training exercise for the charr in recent days.

"Boom!"

"Whew!"

The fortress cannon on the wall of the Blue Mountain Pass has been sounding for a while, but these Lorraine warriors are no longer as panicked as they were a few days ago, after all, in this dark night, the probability of the infantry scattered in companies is also very low.

Moreover, the fortress artillery on the Blue Mountain Pass has become more and more lazy in the past few days, and the frequency of shelling is several times lower than that of the night before yesterday.

"Hurry up, it's time for the 8th Infantry Battalion, don't fall in love with the battle, pay attention to the shelling!"

One battalion had completed the night attack drill and quickly retreated from the front, and the battalion behind began to take over, this time rushing to a distance of 100 meters to meet the Lucernes.

At such a close distance, the accuracy of the fortress guns could no longer distinguish between the Lorraine and the Lucerne, and they could only watch the two sides practice their marksmanship with real ammunition from each other.

"I still hesitated that day, if only I took a little more risk and destroyed two more fortress cannons!"

Charles looked at the fire of the fortress cannons on the city wall from time to time, and still regretted it a little, when he saw thousands of people surrounding him, he immediately ran away, and now remembered that if he held on a little longer, it might not be much dangerous.

However, there was a lot of gunpowder in the material warehouse detonated by the Charles, and the frequency of shelling of the fortress guns was obviously insufficient ammunition, and they couldn't let go.

The bulky artillery of the fortress cannon was not intended for low-value infantry targets, but was preferred by large siege engines and field artillery.

Standing in the dark night on a big black horse, Charles watched his soldiers slowly fade away from the apprehension and panic of the recruits, and gradually became numb, indifferent, and ruthless, and he was basically satisfied with the effect of this training.

"Dewar, go and tell them that if you train for an extra hour today, the Lucers are already about to collapse, now consume a little more of their strength, and when we really attack, we will have one less casualties!"

Dewar immediately rode to the various infantry battalions to give orders to the soldiers to put more pressure on the Lucernes on the opposite side.

Shire's current tactic is actually "boiling eagles", he knows that there is not enough food in the Blue Mountain Pass, and the Lucers only have a food ration of two meals a day, which is absolutely not enough for the highly stressed combatants.

That's why Charles used this continuous tentative offensive tactic, which consumed the patience and physical reserves of the opponent, and after the morale and physical condition of the locals dropped to a low point, the real attack was about to begin.

That's the tactical advantage of the attacking side, I can choose the time that is most beneficial for me to attack, and you can only passively accept it.

"Sir, I have just received a summons from the young lady that the Prussian artillery team we hired has arrived in Nancy City, and they have not disembarked and are heading towards us along the Mote River, and they will arrive at the nearby dock as soon as tomorrow afternoon. ”

Roy, the butler, walked up from behind, bringing the long-awaited good news to Charles.

"In addition, Nelly and the others have sent back the news that the vanguard of the Red Oak Legion has crossed several rivers with damaged bridges, and will arrive at the Blue Mountain Pass tomorrow, and they are not strong enough to stop them. ”

"You don't need them to stop you, let them hide for the time being, and wait for the follow-up orders!"

Charles exhaled, his eyes several times sharper than the night falcon through the Lucernes position, and looked at the main gate on the southern wall of the Blue Mountain Pass.

The Black Oak Legion had at least two hundred elite hoplites stationed at the gates like fortress cannons, and had plenty of fire-fighting sand sacks in case the arsonist appeared to wreak havoc.

"I didn't want to set it on fire this time!"

Charles glanced at his spiritual void, where tons of explosives lay there.