So, the Count had an idea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info still sent his cavalry team out, and also intercepted the opposing scouts all over the world. The main force also gathered its troops and horses and pressed the battle line forward. Although the castle was only the vanguard of the Kugit, and the number of soldiers was not large, Reys had no intention of starting a war with the Kujits, and it would be best if the Kugit could be silenced because of his tough counterattack, after all, the main force was still in the south, and if the Kugit army was provoked, then the trouble would be fought. Of course, he was prepared for the worst.

As for the count's move, there are probably three purposes, first, of course, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, to warn the Kujits that they are not soft persimmons that can be pinched casually, and it would be better if they could force the enemy's cavalry outside to return to the city to rescue, and maybe they could also fight ambushes and the like. The second is to lock the Kugits in the city so that they can't take advantage of their mobility, and the third is to test whether the Kugit are willing to attack strongly, if they really plan to fight, the earl will never spare his troops, after all, even if it has not been completely repaired, the city defense of Fort Keirridan is much better than that of Alberon, which only has a fence wall.

"The Rui Erdian people sent troops and attacked our scouts?" Receiving this news, Yan Yi Mizha was a little confused. Having fought for decades, he, like Reys, would not have been upset by the enemy's provocation for a long time. It's just that he stayed in the castle in peace, how could he provoke the Ryrdian people over? Nayan was a little confused, and the commander on the opposite side was not stunned, and it was impossible to attack blindly, but what good was it to attack now, to recover the Kerrydan Fort? The main force of the Ryordian was in Rhodoc, so he was not afraid that the Khan would wave his troops westward in anger? How could Alberon, who only had a simple fence wall as a defense, withstand the angry blow of the King of the Steppe? When the time came, wouldn't the Kerrydan Fort fall into the hands of the Kujits?

No, the other party would never make such a low-level mistake, they must have a conspiracy, and themselves... With the only force in his hands, this Nayan felt that he did not have the confidence to stop Count Reys's attack. Numbers are at a disadvantage, what he is going to do is a defensive battle, and this kind of battle will infinitely reduce the mobility advantage of the Kujits, and at the same time infinitely magnify the disadvantage of uneven armor, if there is any conspiracy, let alone it. So, he sat down with a decision that all generals would make, truthfully reported the situation at Fort Kerrydan to the Khan, and asked for reinforcements. As a result, the situation in eastern Svadia suddenly became particularly tense.

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Ranger of the Four Seas 12

To the south, Uxhall is not deserted, a large city that takes on the logistical responsibility of the front-line soldiers and is also their most solid backing. The city that had endured so much bloodshed was so reliable in the eyes of the Svadian soldiers that even the mere sight of the towering walls on the cliff swept away all the tension.

The Earl of Gruenward stood at the head of the city, inspecting the work of the defensive troops, and just as a group of soldiers from the north was slowly approaching the walls. Eighty percent of the soldiers in this team wore only a layer of cotton armor and red scarves to distinguish the camps, and the remaining twenty percent were in better condition, equipped with chain mail and red smocks, and a few even wore helmets. It's just that they are dusty, their steps are awkward, and they can even see blood stains on their bodies, but they still march eagerly towards the city, looking at the tall red city wall, and even tears of redemption glisten in their eyes.

Looking at the staggered appearance of the soldiers, Gruenward frowned and said, "Kugit again?"

"It should be. The knight who accompanied him replied, "You see that the last few batches of reinforcements have been like this, and it seems that Count Reys is not in trouble." ”

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of spicy chickens, shitty on the battlefield," Count Gruenward looked contemptuously at the soldiers who were about to enter the city, without the slightest hint of sympathy, "but a few dozen Kujits, and if they run into our regular army, they will not return." ”

"You are right, Lord Earl. ”

At this time, there was a sudden sound of scolding from under the city gate, and the two nobles hurriedly looked over, but saw a group of strong men in various miscellaneous armor shouting and pushing, while the soldiers guarding the city gate did not retreat and firmly blocked them out. The sight of the newly arrived reinforcements, shrunk their heads into the city gate under the cover of their comrades, and this sight made Gruenward's brow furrow even deeper.

"A bunch of soft eggs. He cursed in a low voice, and then asked, "Why haven't those scavenging vultures left yet, didn't I tell you to send them away?"

The knight beside him smiled bitterly, "I did refuse, but what can I do if they stay outside the city? You see, the camp is all set up, and last week there were only one or two, and today, the walls are all full. ”

When the count speaks of vultures, he naturally refers to mercenaries. The profession of mercenary is naturally where to fight, helping the lord to fight, compared to the businessmen who are slamming the door, it is simply one heaven and one underground. In addition to the lord's commission, the spoils of the dead enemy were also a lucrative source, and most of the various armor weapons on their bodies were also taken from the dead. Sometimes when you meet a boss who doesn't have a very high level of morality, they can even loot it, and that feeling is simply refreshing. As for the danger, what is it, can you eat it?

Gruenward also understands the little ninety-nine in the hearts of these bastards whose eyes are stuffed with dinars. Now that the war has just started, there are plenty of troops on both sides, and it is estimated that no one will hire expensive mercenaries, but if the war continues, there will always be a shortage of soldiers. And at that time, every new unit put into the battlefield may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back, at that time, for the sake of their own lives, the iron rooster who is slamming the door will not be stingy, and the mercenaries can even sit on the ground and get a lot of money.

Therefore, these mercenaries are not in a hurry at all, just like the vultures waiting next to the lion on the grassland, they always end up with a round belly.

"Gone, Dre Knight. Gruenward watched the gate slowly close, and finally looked away, sighed into his palms, and rubbed it, "This hell weather, it's really terrible." ”

"Yes, Lord Count," the knight beside him smiled, "a cup of hot cider must be appropriate now." ”

The two walked towards the inner city while chatting, not realizing at all that in the dense forest across the water, there was already a huge crisis lurking.

The news of Harlaus' army coming under the city of Aaron really surprised the Rhodoks.

Although this was a lone army, it was a pity that there were no troops in the rear of the Rhodoks who were fighting on two fronts. You know, Harlaus used eleven warships to transport nearly eight hundred troops, which is almost the size of an army group, and there is no doubt that there are many more reserves still sailing at sea, and it is not known when they will join the warband. Of course, this force of 800 men was also unusual, including nearly 80 heavy cavalry led by 20 knights, 200 siege teams composed of sergeants and heavy infantry, and the rest were all light infantry with full armor, and it was also true to the garrison of less than 100 elite soldiers and 5 or 600 rabble in Aaron's city.

Grimivos, stationed in Djerkhara, shook his head as he looked at the information that had been sent. He had to admit that he had been generalized. Although the Salanders in the south were divided a lot, he did not dare to mobilize the garrison of Djerkhara at all, and under the city of Viruga, to be honest, it was the main force of Svadia, although the elite had been drawn away a lot, but the number was there, and there was no room for carelessness. Therefore, he could only silently pray like Rhodok, who had never believed, in the hope that the mountains would slow down Harlaus's footsteps.

The sudden outbreak of war has filled the sky over the entire West Calradia with an atmosphere of anxiety, as if a drum of oil has been lifted, and a little spark will blow up very magnificently. However, the guy with the "torch" was already a little eager to try. No matter how much the beacon fire on the continent spreads, the endless sea still maintains its leisurely and slow pace, gently lapping the sands of Rhodok, like a gentle mother, gently lapping a sleeping baby. On the sea, the huge fleet of ships seemed to be unable to bear to break this rare tranquility, floating quietly on the surface of the sea, without a trace of noise. Only the torches in the hands of the night watchmen, and the occasional light in the portholes, added a touch of warmth to the wonderful night.

It's just that in the wonderful scenes, there are often some guys who burn the qin and cook the crane. For example, right now, right next to this fleet, there is another fleet that is not inferior to the former, slowly gliding towards it under the cover of night. Although this fleet was huge, most of them were small boats with about a dozen people, and the moon was dark and the wind was high, so the soldiers on duty on the Swadia warship didn't notice it for a while, but just stretched their waists, turned around, and continued to patrol. You know, in this vast sea, it is not easy to launch a surprise attack.

Svadia's warships were no longer than the Nords, and the Nord longships were not too deep in order to be able to quickly land on the beach, and the Nords could even wash the ships directly onto the beach and then go ashore to plunder. However, the Swadia Royce was different, although it was not a large Swadia sailing ship, but it was also a ship capable of going to sea, so it had a much deeper draft, and it could not be parked directly at the seashore like the Nord longship. As a result, Swadia's fleet tended to drop anchor far enough from the shore and then bring supplies and soldiers ashore in small boats.

Mu looked at the lights on the boat in the distance, frowning slightly. The ship that had gone to Salander to transport blood had returned, and their mining site was relatively close to the coast, so the mission was completed first. Several other ships had to dock on the shore and wait for the expedition to encounter the black storm.

This accident suddenly made Mu have a shortage of black oil in hand. Since he got in touch with Frost Swallow, he has been working with them to secretly mine blood in the desert, and then almost depleted his inventory when dealing with Tooth Hunter. He had planned to do it again and burn Harlaus's fleet to the ground, and the merchant estimated that he would be able to cripple most of them, if not if they could not be burned off. However, there were unforeseen circumstances, and the shipload of black oil on hand and the little bit left before could not achieve the goal at all, so he could only adopt more radical tactics. On a transport ship, the soldiers on night struggle to keep their eyes open while mechanically walking back and forth on the deck. Some of the hasty evening breezes blew him a little more and made him a little more sober. But he didn't appreciate it, just cursed in a low voice, and then yawned heavily. As a small soldier, to be honest, he didn't feel the need to be on duty at all. Looking at the scattered two Nord longships cruising around the fleet, the sleepiness in my heart came up again. That's it, thanks to Tonod's friend, the road was calm, let alone robbery, and other ships didn't even dare to come over. He simply threw his shield on the deck, grabbing the sore footboard of the ship's side to relax a little. Alas, the night was still so peaceful, only the waves on the sea in the distance, still noisy, like the one on the bow of the Nord friend's ship...

He rubbed his eyes, and sure enough, in the dark water, a shadow rushed towards him on the turbulent waves. At the same time, the ship of his "Nord friend" suddenly accelerated, and the alarm bell of the approaching ship sounded in a desperate manner.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" another soldier shouted as he ran past him, "Quick, get everyone up! Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack?" the soldier muttered the word, his head numb from staying up all night as if he hadn't realized what it meant, and he pulled back onto the side of the ship to try to figure it out. Next, he was greeted by a dense rain of arrows. He hurriedly tried to pick up the shield, but it was too late, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and after a period of upside down, he could not see anything.

The Nord's style was wild, and the small boat full of warriors did not even lose its speed before it collided with the large ship of Swadia, and the passengers on it seemed to have become accustomed to it, not only did not there be a little confusion, but they also threw a row of hooks and ropes up, and then one by one, like ants, climbed up from the side of the battleship. Some of the impatient fellows who were waiting behind even grabbed the ropes that tied the sails to the masts, kicked their feet, and swung to the big boat opposite. The decks of the Svadia battleship were soon in a clump.

Compared to the Swadians, who were tired of fighting, the Nords were indeed more adept at naval warfare. Although there were not many Nords who boarded the ship first, they still showed unparalleled suppressive power, quickly occupied most of the deck, and then smashed the oil tank in their arms into the mast of the transport.

That's right, this is Mu's new tactic. Haraus didn't need to destroy his ships to trap him in Rhodok's territory, but simply made them inoperable. So, it's easier to break the ship's mast than to burn it to the ground. In addition, in the naval tactics of the Nords, in order to prevent the enemy from escaping or driving the ship to their unfavorable conditions, the first thing they did after boarding the ship was to lower the sails and anchor. Therefore, Mu's move can also fit perfectly with Nord's tactics, and it reduces a lot of risks. Of course, it doesn't matter if the sails are burned, they burn, and the average ship has a spare sail that can be replaced. But what about the mast, which is in the keel of the ship, is really not something that can be repaired casually after it is broken.