Chapter Ninety-Seven: Hurry

Lehart VII dismounted, taking the telescope and map from his squire.

At this time, Aristotle, the head of the First Royal Knights, walked up, knelt down on one knee, and said with a worried expression, "Your Majesty, we have been traveling for three days and two nights in a row, and now we are trapped in Marton, this state is very dangerous, and if the army of the Holy Alliance attacks us, we will have little ability to resist. ”

Lehart VII put down the telescope and unfolded the map in his hand, without looking at Aristotle who was kneeling on the ground, "No, let everyone hold on for a few more days, and then stop and rest when we reach the kingdom of Faro." ”

Aristotle didn't get up when he heard this, he was still persuading bitterly, "Your Majesty, you really can't rush like this anymore, now it's been a month and a half since we raided the Holy Alliance, and the time we have rested during this period has been less than four days, and the physical strength of both people and horses has reached the limit, and now there are horses tired every day, and soldiers fall off their horses directly because of exhaustion, and the large army of the enemy army has been attrition by nearly one percent, and if this continues, there will be more and more people left behind." ”

"General Aristotle, this is a military order. Lehart VII's tone was also unquestionable, the old lion king spread out the map, drew a circle in the place where everyone was staying, and then drew another one in St. Massa, and threw it to Aristotle, "In half a month, I want to be able to see the walls of St. Massa, you can see it yourself." ”

The general hugged Lehart VII's trouser leg and cried bitterly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty think twice, these children are the elite of the empire, if they die on the battlefield in battle, I guarantee that no one will frown, but now we are on the enemy's territory, and there are three thousand rangers of the enemy army less than fifty miles behind, they don't have the courage to fight us head-on, so they can only clear out the soldiers who have fallen behind, and leaving them behind is equivalent to letting them die in vain!"

"It's not just wars that kill people. Lehart VII said coldly, "General Aristotle, I am old, but not to that extent, I know very well what I am doing now, and if I need advice, I will naturally come to you, otherwise you will honestly shut your mouth and take your people with you." ”

After the old lion king finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but what he didn't expect was that Aristotle hugged his thigh and didn't let go.

Lehart VII's face pulled down, "General Aristotle, what does this mean?"

Aristotle also let go this time, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, as long as the troops can get enough time to rest, no matter how many Holy Alliance troops there are when they arrive in St. Massa, I guarantee that the boys of the Royal First Knights will definitely be able to defeat them, if they can't do it, I am willing to raise my head to see you, if this is not possible, then you will remove me from the position of head of the regiment, I really don't have the face to go back to see those children!"

"Very well, General Aristotle, from now on you are no longer the head of the First Knights, and you can recommend someone to take your place, and then I can send a small team to escort you home. Lehart VII withdrew his leg and said lightly.

Aristotle wept and kowtowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty, the first deputy commander Burnett is very good and can replace me, in addition, I can't return to the great enemy, please allow me to continue to serve the empire as an ordinary soldier." ”

"Well, tell Burnett to gather his troops, and we'll be out in half a magic hour. ”

After speaking, the old lion king turned to leave, took the dry food and water from the hands of the guards, and never looked at the former head of the Royal First Knights again.

Chief of Staff Vida looked at Aristotle's back as he left in despair, with a somewhat worried expression, "If you change the commander before you fight, I'm afraid that the morale of the army will fluctuate, in addition, the middle-level officers of the Third Knights are basically cultivated and promoted by Aristotle, and Burnett is his confidant, do you consider transferring Aristotle to the Third Knights for stability reasons?"

"No need, Aristotle is a dead man, but there is no problem with loyalty to the Empire. ”

"I'm worried about other people, the state of the army is very bad right now, maybe some people will take advantage of this sign to do something. ”

"Aristotle's seniority in the army Charles can't be suppressed, putting him in the Third Knights will make trouble for Charles, just let him stay in the First Knights, if anyone is really uneasy, they have to pass him first. ”

Vader no longer questioned what Lehart VII had decided, and the old lion king then asked, "What about the grain and grass?"

"According to your request, we have all traveled lightly along the way, and only brought rations for a while, but we have walked fast enough, and we are constantly collecting food along the way, so at present, it should be no problem to support us to get to Faro, but the trouble is that after arriving in Faro, the church should be hoarding heavy troops there, and we are ready to mobilize for war, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to get replenishment in the nearby villages. ”

"Well, keep the marching speed the same and reach the kingdom of Faro as soon as possible. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Although Vader also had doubts in his heart about the old lion king's almost suicidal orders, he did not show this doubt, perhaps this is the difference between him and Aristotle, for so many years, Vader has been like a machine, faithfully carrying out all the orders of Lehart VII, and because of this, many people wonder if he has no feelings and self-thoughts at all.

After Lehart VII asked about the status of the grain and grass, and listened to the reports of other high-ranking people in the army, he had time to nibble on the dry food in his hand, which was a mixture of black flour and potatoes, which was easy to carry and fight hunger, but the taste was not very good, and it was especially unfriendly to old people like Lehart VII, but the Lehart family had ancestral teachings, which were set when the army was first raised, requiring the commander of the army to eat the same food as ordinary soldiers, and this rule is still retained to this day.

Watching the old man swallow the round cake in his hand with difficulty, the guards next to him looked away with some reluctance.

And Lehart VII had just eaten a few bites before the agreed time of departure, and the old lion king put the rest of the mixed cake back in his pocket and turned over on his horse.

The guard couldn't help but persuade, "Your Majesty, your body is important, why don't we leave a little later?"

"Fighters don't wait. Lehart VII shook his head and refused, "Don't worry, my body is not so fragile, arrive in Santa Massa one point earlier, our chances of victory will be one point higher, give the order to go." The old man grasped the reins, and his body on horseback stood straight, like a strong pine.