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"The opposing army stormed the walls of Westin yesterday, and morale was at high spirits. Their physical strength had long since recovered after a night's rest, and their combat strength had increased dramatically with the edge of the victorious army, and it was foolish for us to come from afar to attack a defensive line with high morale and sufficient strength. If we march in a hurry at this time, the fatigue of the soldiers will become a burden, exacerbating the gap between them and causing the war to move in an unfavorable direction. So I'm going to stop the team and camp on the spot to rest, to give everyone a time to regain their strength and adjust their mentality, and at the same time to let the frenzy of the other side cool down from the victory, rather than rushing headlong against the opponent's iron wall. ”

"Prepared battles and unprepared battles have completely different results. If you want to win, the first thing to do is to satisfy the winning factor. War is not a game, there is no chance of starting over, and as a qualified commander, a general, I need to be responsible for everyone. Saul's unhurried voice gave everyone in the tent a time to understand what he needed to say, and his tone was firm and unrepentant.

You can't wait for work, that's what Saul meant.

Marven was a little embarrassed, he was indeed too idealistic, at this time he scratched his head and did not refute Saul's opinion. Through Saul's simple description, he also found that it was really not good to run headlong at this time, and the speed of the march from Ortlenburg was not slow, and the soldiers' faces were somewhat tired. Not everyone has a horse to ride, and not everyone can sit in a carriage, but it is still a little difficult for him to bow to Thor.

His silence softened the atmosphere in the tent, and this silence meant that Marvin accepted Saul's point of view. Not only was Thor himself relieved, but Wren was also relieved. If there was a conflict between the commander and the adjutant on the eve of the war, then he really had to ignore the previous friendship and stabilize the morale of the army.

Outside the barracks, piles of bonfires were lit, and the silent soldiers ate their supper quickly, and in addition to the thick wheat kernel porridge, each of them was given about two taels of pork belly. It's not that they don't want to eat more, but meat and fat are more difficult to digest than wheat porridge and wild vegetables, and they put a heavier burden on the soldiers' bodies. If it's just training, it doesn't matter if you eat a little more, but this is war, and you have to think about everyone's fight tomorrow, and as Saul said, you have to meet the physiological factor as much as possible.

After supper, there was no entertainment, and the atmosphere of the whole camp became much more solemn, and the soldiers took off their armor, carefully maintained it, rubbed mutton fat where necessary, polished the shoulder and waist armor again with wool sheepskin, and then simply wiped their weapons, and fell asleep in the camp tent early in the morning. These people were all professional warriors, and they knew better what maintaining a good physical strength could bring them on the battlefield, and for a moment the whole camp was snoring.

After a night of silence, the cavalry sentry was reduced to ten teams, still quietly haunting in the darkness to prevent the other party from attacking the camp at night. Their presence makes everyone sleep extra peacefully.

In the early morning of the next day, it was about seven o'clock, and the camp that had not moved all night came to life in an instant, and the soldiers who had slept for eight or nine hours got up from their beds one after another to the melodious sound of the horn. After breakfast in the camp and a new armor, I immediately got ready to go. Looking at the scrappy soldiers, Thor nodded with satisfaction. Marven, a veteran of a hundred battles, is definitely not qualified to be a general, but he has extremely rich experience as a soldier, whether it is the Black Army or the Inspectorate, although under his training is not as good as the Templar Order, which is armed with religion, it is still enough in this place in Ortlenburg.

He decided to go back and talk to Wren that he could properly hand over the daily training tasks to Marven, and reasonable arrangements were king.

Facing four thousand soldiers, Wren stood in front of the phalanx on his horse, his gaze sweeping over each of them's faces, as if he wanted to remember everyone's appearance. The banner flew in the wind behind him, and he also changed into a set of armor at this time, the kind of aristocratic armor that nobles liked to wear, with all kinds of mysterious patterns and hollow outwork. He drew his sword, gripped the hilt of it behind his back, and hammered his breastplate, "We came from Ortlenburg to Westin, why? Some people will say that we are here to save Westin and defeat the rebels." ”

He shook his hand, "I said no, that's not what we're here for. His voice was louder, so that all the soldiers could hear it, and the soldiers were stunned, but the excellent quality made them not make any doubts, and did not make the phalanx shake. Wren nodded in satisfaction and continued, "What do the nobles and people in Westin have to do with us? Why do we have to travel all the way to save them? Truth be told, I don't care if they die. But here we are, and we stand here because we stand for justice!"

"Justice is like sunshine, which will eventually dispel the night, justice is an attitude, a belief. We have just been redeemed from the darkness, but many more are still in the darkness. When we can't help them, we can be silent, we can retreat, we can watch the darkness swallow everything. But when we have the power, we should help more people to dispel these darkness, which is a just cause in history! ”

"War must be sacrificed, some of you will fall on this land forever, your blood will stain this land red, but your efforts will never be meaningless. ”

"The indomitable will sustains us to keep moving forward, the immortal heroic soul of the people of Ortrenburg is the source of our fearlessness, standing on the mountains built by countless former with death and blood, in the face of darkness and evil, we will never flinch, we will never compromise!"

He smiled as he said this, "Actually, I also want to say that if we defeat the ...... of evil and darkness," he looked at everyone again and raised his right hand, "Empty Westin!"

The silent phalanx erupted in a neat roar at this moment—emptying Westin.

Wren devotes a long line of dialogue to the last sentence, but as he himself said, does the life or death of the Westins have anything to do with the Ortlenburgers? There is no relationship at all, there is no blood relationship between the two, and there is no communication. Why fight, bleed, and sacrifice for outsiders? People believe in Wren and trust everything he has, so Wren should also repay this trust, and he will give these people he loves all the good, wealth, power, and status!

The corners of Thor's mouth twitched a few times, and the previous words made him feel that what he was going to do next was sacred, righteous, and bright, and he even became excited about it. But Wren soon left him speechless, and he remembered what he had often heard before coming to Ortlenburg, that there were no good people in Ortlenburg.

That land that is as dark as ink and so thick that it can't be melted can only nurture the wicked.

From this point of view, there seems to be nothing wrong with this sentence.

Wren is satisfied, he doesn't want his soldiers to lose their aggressiveness, he wants his soldiers to be more wild, full of desire to attack and aggressiveness, only in this way can the military spirit of an army not be worn out by a stable life in peacetime. He wants everyone to always remember that we are wolves and should eat meat.

"I'll take care of the rest, Thor. Wren returned the sword to the sheath and took the initiative to let Thor step forward.

Thor took a deep breath and stabbed the spear diagonally into the sky, "Let's go!"

The team of 4,000 people immediately moved, abiding by all the norms between stillness and movement, as neat as one person. Thor couldn't help but look sideways, it was said that this was Wren's proposal, and the simple training made the momentum and temperament of the entire army change greatly. He grabbed the hand holding the reins, shook it vigorously, shouted a trumpet in his mouth, and the white war horse neighed and quickly leaned towards the front of the group.

It's a must-win battle, at least that's what Wren thought, with such a strong army and a commander who looks pretty good, what else could limit the victory of such a team?

And at this moment, not far away in Westin City, there is a lot of mourning.

Yesterday's battle to the city was particularly fierce, and the soldiers at the head of the city fell like stubble. In the end, Westin's soldiers also inspired courage and determination to fight to the death in despair, but instead caught the rebels outside the city by surprise. But it's a pity that this courage and determination came suddenly and went quickly, and when casualties kept appearing around us, all the courage and determination were like the sea at low tide, quickly receding, leaving only a cold and chilling despair.

In the end, the walls were lost, and the Westin side lost more than 5,000 men, but only killed more than 2,000 of them, and the two-to-one battle damage seemed to deserve a passing grade. But this is a defensive city, not a field battle, and even the defending city can be defended with a two-to-one battle damage, which can only be said that the Westin side is really too bad, rotten to the bone.

Perhaps the rebels found that Westin could no longer muster the courage to confront them on the walls, so they gave way to the walls and gathered their fronts. Compared to the almost undefended Westin, it is clear that the Ortlenburg talent from behind is the real big trouble. Word of what Wren and his Black Armor Army had done in Balatan had long since spread, and many people thought it was incredible that Wren could pull such a strong army from a sin city.

What is it that makes this mob actually change itself and become a sharp butcher's knife?

Many people have their own guesses, but in any case, people recognize the combat effectiveness of the Black Armor Army and the strength of Rennes.

Now the headache for the rebels is how strong is this army in a frontal battle, or just how strong does it look?

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It may be a bit of a thing in the evening, the update is a little late, but it will definitely be more. (To be continued.) )