Mount Sauron.

"The hand should be like this, so that the power in the hand can be concentrated, and the arrows shot will also have power!"

"Yes, Captain"

Green was directing the bow and arrow team, and for him, a hunter who had been hunting for more than ten years, he had long treated bows and arrows like a part of his body.

"Lem, this Grimm really has two strokes, and I can see that his archery skills are not below me, if I am not stronger than him in strength, I am afraid, he would have surpassed me a long time ago. Fan Ming looked at the archery team training in the square from the castle and couldn't help but sigh.

"Chief, your archery skills are comparable to theirs!" Lem flattered as much as he could.

"Hehe, what other dog sounds besides your sycophants!" Fan Ming said, putting his arm around his shoulder.

"Oh, sir, I'm farting loud enough," Lime laughed.

For the title of "head", Fan Ming still likes it more, so he acquiesced, according to his own words, it is "famous head" At this moment, a guard came in to report, "Boss, the information sent by the nightingale!"

In Mount Solon, although it is a mountain, it has gradually prospered after half a year of development of Fan Ming, and even the prosperity is no less than that of a medium-sized city, thanks to the policy towards merchants, and more importantly, in this era of poor information transmission, these merchants are the best messenger tools! They also brought Fan Ming the latest information from the outside. So for the invasion of Swadia, Fan Ming already knew!

Fan Ming took the battle report from the guards, and these guards were carefully selected by Fan Ming. He is responsible for information gathering and espionage intelligence, which is personally controlled by him. Bestowed nightingales, including peripheral nightingales (mostly in large cities under various professional covers, responsible for collecting and transmitting up-to-date information). Neiwei Nightingale (the elite of well-trained soldiers, responsible for penetrating various armies and dignitaries, obtaining intelligence, and if necessary, directly accepting Fan Ming's sniping, agitation, and other special tasks) These nightingales have been brainwashed by Fan Ming's free thoughts, and their families are also treated well, so they swear allegiance to Fan Ming, and they are a group of terrifying dead soldiers! People on the mainland talk about the color change of warblers.

"Haha, the army of the nobles is really an ordinary idiot, and it has been defeated like a rag in just a few months. Haha," Fan Ming said disdainfully.

"Boss, what's written on that?" Lem asked curiously, looking at Fan Ming's sneering expression.

"See for yourself!" said Fan Ming, handing the battle report to Lem.

Lem had been a priest's apprentice when he was a child, so he took the battle report and read it, "Two weeks ago. The king received the battle report. The Swadia coalition army of 70,000 surrounded Viruga, the defenders fought bloodily, repelled the Swadia army several times, although the town did not fall, but the casualties were great, and now the end of the road hoped that the king would quickly support, the king was furious, anxious about the five thousand knights belonging to the royal family. More than 10,000 soldiers and more than 15,000 peasants formed a royal army of 30,000 and rushed towards Viruga. And all the lords and lords of all the free territories and subordinates were recruited to join with their own teams, and now a total of 60,000 people are gathering in Fidenne, ready to rush to Viruga to rescue, and Duke Mateas also led 3,000 knights and more than 7,000 militiamen in his territory to set out from Djerkhara three days ago, ready to join the royal army and give the enemy a severe blow outside the city of Viruga!"

After reading the battle report, Lem was first excited, then excited. "Oh, Boss, let's join in! This is a magnificent battle! There are 140,000 men on both sides! What a battle that can go down in history! I'll prepare!" Lem was overly excited, because of Fanming's encouragement, the people of Sorenburg had become unusually belligerent, and it was an honor for him to take part in such a great war!

"Oh! no! Lem, don't worry, I didn't say I wanted to join!"

"Ah, you said you won't join!" Lem asked in surprise, because in his heart, Fan Ming was preparing for war all the time, so now that the battle is coming, he is not fighting, which makes Lem very surprised.

Fan Ming looked at Lem's surprised expression and understood what Lem was thinking, so he explained, "Why should we join this battle that must be lost!"

"Going to lose?" Lem was even more confused.

"Haha! A lord is a lord! A vision is high!" The young man who had been standing at the door spoke, and saw that he was thin and small, wearing a white linen robe, and at first glance he was definitely a priest, but he did not have the priest's signature cross.

This is after hearing about Fan Ming's speech, Bandas, who came to him, was a priest in the past, with many new ideas, but this violated the laws of the Holy See and was excommunicated, Fan Ming saw that he was not as rigid as most people in this era because of his flexible thinking, and was resourceful, so he left him and worked as a staff officer by his side, but this guy is very thick-skinned, not only in front of Fan Ming, there is no difference between up and down, but also can drink, and no matter how he drinks, he drank the wine in the cellar to the bottom, but there is no trace of guilt on his face! It can be seen that the skin is thick.

But Fan Ming didn't care, he felt that anyone who had the ability had a little "little hobby" so he let him go, and handed over all the finances and taxes to him, Bandas also saw that Fan Ming valued and generous himself, and also had deep respect and trust for Fan Ming. He was also dedicated to his work, and in just a few days, he managed the village of Sorrenburg in an orderly manner, and the finances were also counted.

"Haha, my Divine Stick Soldier! eavesdropping is not a good habit!" Fan Ming said jokingly, calling Bandas's nickname.

"Oh! I didn't eavesdrop! I just wanted to find you sometimes, and I didn't bother when I saw that you were busy!" Bandas slyed argued.

Then he unfolded a piece of parchment and said to Fan Ming: "My lord, you see! This is just bought from a merchant, who has been a merchant for more than thirty years, and has traveled to every corner of the continent! So I drew this map, ready to provide an accurate route for future generations to do business, but when I saw this, I found that it was very different use! I think my lord understood!" Bandas looked at Fan Ming and let out a burst of laughter.

"Haha! Yes! It's the right time!" Fan Ming touched the map as if he had found a treasure, and his eyes did not let go of every detail of the map! How important maps are to wars!

After a long time, Fan Ming reluctantly withdrew his attention from the map and said to Bandas, "Let's talk about it." What do you think! ”

"What else can you think, those stupid nobles, of course, but not you! They have the whimsy to fight the Swadians on the plains! That would be suicide!" Bandas sat down on the table, picked up the apple from the fruit bowl and nibbled on it, "Ah, why? The Rhodok army is no less than them! Besides, they are tired from such a long battle, and they must be tired!, why is it suicide again!" Lem asked, puzzled.

"Hahalem, you're still tender! Van Ming led Lem to the map, pointed to the place marked on the map, and said, "This is Viruga, you see. All around this is plains, and the cavalry is the best at cavalry charges, and the Swadian cavalry needs not be me! Almost all infantry, only a few knights and nobles on horseback, such one-sided geographical conditions, how to fight, and how to win!"

"Oh, sir, you're really saying that, so how are you going to fight it, those nobles are idiots!" Lem said with a sudden realization.

In this day and age. Westerners fight by brute force. For them, the use of stratagem is the means of being *, and the brain is indeed generally not bright, so a war, fought to the end, whoever is still standing will win, unlike the smart Oriental people, the war is a stratagem!

"That's there. What are we going to do?

Fan Ming pondered for a moment. Then he called one of the guards and said to him: "Let the nightingales inquire about the battle at once, and report it at any time!

When the guards obeyed the order and left, he said to Lem: "Go and tell the brothers to hurry up and train, and we will have something to do in no time!"

Although Lem was a little hazy, he still followed Fan Ming's meaning, "Haha, my noble lord, you are so bad!" Bandas seemed to have already seen through what Fan Ming was thinking, "Oh! Haha, you can really see through everything!"

The two looked at each other and smiled*********************** the siege camp of Swadia, "Father, I beg you to give me an army, I think you should know how terrible it is to be a monster that can kill more than a hundred of our royal guards! And that abominable castle in the mountains! Now he is like a vicious dagger in our backs, ready to give us a knife while we fight the Rhodok rats! I will definitely bring their heads back to you to decorate!You know! I want to wash my shame away from blood!" The prince in black armor knelt beside King Haraus.

Yes, this is the black knight who escaped from Fan Ming, he is the eldest son of King Haraus, Prince Starma, the legitimate heir of the Swadia Kingdom, for Fan Ming, he hates it to the core, since the last time he learned that Fan Ming alone killed more than 100 of the most elite royal guard cavalry, the whole Swadia is laughing at him, how can he endure such an insult since he was a child, so he always thinks about killing Fan Ming and washing away his shame, even if he has that terrifying power.

"Haha, my child, you have inherited the bravery of our family, all right! Then I will give you a thousand soldiers and two hundred elite Swadian knights! Go ahead, wash away your shame!" This person is the king of the Svadia kingdom, Haraus, who is extremely powerful and mentally weak, and is known as "Ha Lao Si" (it is said that he Ha Lao Si often goes to war with other countries madly, and he can't be the boss, so he gets this title). The Kingdom of Svadia is also known as the Stockings Country.

He didn't take his son's monster-like Fan Ming as an excuse for defeat, but seeing his son so 'brave', he agreed to his request, and he believed that these troops would be easy to deal with a small bandit lord.

When the prince heard that Ha Laosi had granted his request, he was very happy: "Thank you, father, I will definitely let the Sauron Mountain be razed to the ground!"

With full confidence, Prince Starma sets out, unbeknownst to him, this will be his battle to the death (to be continued......