Chapter 372: The Kingdom's Dispatch (8)

"That army is no longer trained?" said Imperial Marshal Miridrian in the evening's tent, confirming the generals who had come to report the enemy's situation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, Your Excellency. From morning to now, there was no sign of exercise at all throughout the day, and it seemed to be very relaxed. ”

"Hmm...... This is to let the soldiers relax and adjust their state. It seems that the enemy army is about to attack. ”

"It's finally here. ”

"Ahh That is, it is time for us to retreat. ”

"Perhaps, before that, you can raid them. The ministry will so propose.

Hearing this, Miridrian glanced his generals up and down a few times, and then smiled.

"Do you really think so?" he asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Now that the other side is in a state of relaxation, if we attack now, we can at least inflict a lot of damage on the other side. ”

"Hmph. Miridrian laughed mockingly, "You should remember that when you think so, it's often when the other party has already dug a trap for you to jump." ”

Hearing this, the general couldn't help but jump up his face, and unconsciously showed a dissatisfied expression.

"What, aren't you convinced?"

"Can subordinates tell the truth?"

"That's not convinced. Miridrian laughed, "Well, let me ask you, why do you think the other party is lax?"

"Because the enemy soldiers have already started drinking. ”

"You haven't drunk anything from someone's cup, how do you know it must be wine?"

"This ...... Some of the small movements described by the scouts about the enemy soldiers. ”

As a result, they're drinking just from your experience. Okay, let's just leave it at the bar. However, there are several ways to drink alcohol, from booze, to drunkenness, to indulgence. I don't know what kind of small action you call it. ”

The "......" generals stopped talking, knowing that this would probably be a place for him to be refuted. However, at the moment when he hesitated, he was actually "three hundred taels of silver here".

What's more, Miridian has some other corroboration.

"Judging from the fact that you didn't report this to me at length, I think it's the third one. ”

"Yes. The subordinate nodded helplessly, "As Your Excellency said." ”

"Good. With that, Miridrian turned around and picked up a glass of water from his desk, "Tell me, how long will you get drunk with this kind of cup, once it is full?"

"This, subordinates don't get drunk. ”

"Well, if you only have one drink, it's called moderate drinking. Will you lose your combat effectiveness or judgment?"

"There may be a slight miscalculation, but it basically won't. ”

"Well, then, the enemy army is the same as you. The terrain between us and the enemy's army is plain, and as long as the enemy is not drunk, any action we take will be known to the other side and respond quickly. The prerequisites for your so-called surprise attack are simply not valid. It may be possible to do it with cavalry, but can we destroy the enemy's fortified camp with cavalry alone?"

"It's impossible. ”

"Hmm. Therefore, if we take the initiative, we will only end up being beaten by others. I know that it is a little difficult for you to accept that you will be left in the wilderness without fighting a war. But nothing can be done without the courage of a horseman. Like now, isn't it stupid to force a confrontation knowing that the chances of defeating the opponent are low?"

"Your subordinates have been taught, Your Excellency. ”

"Hmm. The order was given to all units of our army to be cleaned up in the name of preparing for war, so as not to be seen when they had to retreat. Of course, don't reveal the retreat. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, do you want to guard against night attacks?"

"No, I don't. If the enemy is stupid enough, he can't even think of a night attack. And if you're smart enough, you won't come to the night attack. It makes no sense for them to do so. ”

"But what if the enemy will be a half-person who can't go up or down?"

"Hmph, then there's nothing to be afraid of. The half-man came up with a plan for a night attack...... Can't our army cope with it?"

"As Your Excellency said!" said the general, smiling confidently.

"Hmm. Then the only thing left is the 'shield'. ”

"Your Excellency, Lord Count Bazan is here!" At that moment, the announcement of the guards sounded outside the marshal's tent.

So, the general couldn't help but be happy.

"Your Excellency, it seems that the shield is here. ”

"yes. It's not sturdy enough, but it's better than nothing. ”

Then the subordinate took his leave. ”

After the greeting, the general turned and withdrew from the tent. Immediately, in his place, a richly dressed middle-aged tall and thin man entered, who was none other than the Count of Bazan, the representative of the nobles in this advance camp.

"Lord Earl. Seeing the other man walk in, Miridrian bowed respectfully.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency. ”

"Thank you, sir. Please take a seat. ”

"Don't bother, I'll just stand here! Compared to this, I want to ask Your Excellency the Marshal, haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

"Well...... It should not be difficult for a wise person like you to think of it. The mountainous terrain is complex and difficult to navigate, and it is very difficult to move a large army. Moreover, there are too many nobles and adults who have accidentally lost their way in the mountains, and it is not easy to reunite together with their troops. ”

"Hmph! What a bunch of shit, they don't even know the way!"

"Yes, if only they were like you, Count Bazan. ”

"That's natural. However, even if the Imperial Army is not working, why hasn't my own troops moved yet?, Your Excellency Marshal, did you really give orders for me?"

"Of course, I did so on the same day. As for why it hasn't arrived yet, I've heard it's because it's a bit unusual. ”

"What anomaly?

"I have heard that the Earl's Knights' Captains have been busy with the other nobles since you left, and that their marches have become extremely slow. ”

"What!" said Count Bazan, who was furious at once, "those bastards are digging into my corner while I'm not there!

First they were told to hand over their daughter and sister...... Yes, let them be humiliated like civilians!"

Saying this resentfully, Bazan was about to walk out. But he was stopped by Miridrian in time.

"Lord Earl, please stay!"

"What? is there anything else you can do?" said Count Bazaul, looking back with some dissatisfaction.

"That's right, Lord Earl, there has been a rumor in the army lately that once the enemy is officially engaged, nobles like you will be the first to abandon the army and flee for their lives. ”

"Huh, nonsense!" Count Bazanl said in a bit of a panic, "how could we, the noble nobles of the Empire, do such a shameless thing!"

"Don't be angry, Lord Earl, don't be angry! It's just a rumor. It's just that if this is transmitted back to the imperial capital, I'm afraid there may be trouble. ”

Your Excellency the Prime Minister and Her Majesty the Empress will be aware of everything. ”

"It's natural, but it's inevitable that people will be juggling right and wrong. For example, Duke Popazan and the like. ”

Hearing this, Count Bazanl was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became panicked.

Seeing this, Miridian took advantage of the situation and continued: "Actually, this is easy to do. As long as the Earl makes a meritorious achievement in actual combat, as soon as I report it to the public, not only will the rumors be self-defeating, but you will also be even more respected because of it. ”

"Hmm, Your Excellency Marshal, you care about me a little too much, don't you?"

"Ahaha. The Earl's discernment is not inferior to that of the Prime Minister. I'll tell you the truth. I've been thinking a lot lately that the word 'commoner' doesn't seem to be worthy of the Imperial Marshal, so ......"

"Oh! Your Excellency the Marshal is so ambitious! As long as Your Excellency the Marshal can help me to make a great contribution here, and let me step on that old thing of Popazin, everything will be well said. ”

"Ahaha, no problem, I've already thought of a strategy for you. Escorted by my Imperial Army, it is absolutely foolproof. ”

In this way, Miridrian told Count Bazan about his plan.

Hmph! The stinky monkey from a commoner background actually wants to be a nobleman. It's hard to think about it!, but you can make use of it. Woohoo hahaha!

Count Bazan thought as he listened to Miridrian's eyebrows flutter.

At the same time, Miridian said with such contempt in his heart: "It's really worthy of being a nobleman of our empire, and you will be hooked after pretending to be a grandson a few times, do you really think that you bullshit nobles want to be it?"