In the middle of November 7144 in the Guangming calendar, the armies of the Gilgidian Kingdom and the Bretan Kingdom fought a large-scale battle on the Beacon Plain, and in the battle, the grain and grass of the Bretan army were burned by Meng Fan, the commander of the Gilgidian army.

The Bretan army fell into chaos, the besieged Gilgidian army took advantage of the situation to break out of the encirclement, the commander of the Bretan army, Christian, did not dare to order the pursuit of the Gilgidian army, protecting the only dozen or so trucks of grain and grass, the Bretan army accelerated towards Lanyue City, as long as they entered Lanyue City, they could get the supply of grain and grass, and they didn't have to worry about the cold winter that was about to come.

Five days after the battle on the Beacon Plains, in the camp of the Kyrgynian army, "Huh...... Huh...... "A cold wind blew, and the flag of the white horse on a blue background representing the Gilgian royal family was frozen into a stiff cloth ribbon in the wind and snow.

Meng Fan and his royal generals gathered in the tent, "Lord Claude, this year's cold winter seems to have come early. Tiberius, who was standing behind Meng Fan, spoke.

Four days after the end of the battle in the Beacon Plain, heavy snow suddenly fell in the Kingdom of Gilgia, and the temperature dropped sharply, and this year's cold winter was about half a month earlier than in previous years, and this was a godsend for Meng Fan, the commander of the Gilgia Army.

"General Asta, where is the Bretan army marching now?" asked Meng Fan, the commander of the Gilgidian Army, who was standing at the table.

"Marshal Claude, after the battle on the Beacon Plains, the Bretan army accelerated its retreat towards Lanyue City, and according to the spies in front, these Bretans marched to the area of the Autumn Leaves Forest, about eighty ......miles away from our army," Asta reported.

"The area around the Autumn Leaves Forest ......" Meng Fan looked down at the map on the table, "The Autumn Leaves Forest is only more than a hundred miles away from Lanyue City, and the Bretan army only needs to walk for another day to reach Lanyue City." ”

"Field Marshal Claude, in this heavy snow, the march of the Bretan army will be slowed down, and it should not be able to go a hundred miles in a day. Tiberius said behind Meng Fan.

"Well, you have a point. Meng Fan glanced up at Tiberius and said with a smile, "Most of the grain and grass of the Bretan army have been burned, maybe the soldiers of the Bretan army can only eat one meal a day these days, and they have to travel day and night in such a cold climate, these soldiers of the Bretan army are really guilty." Meng Fan gently touched his chin with his left hand.

"General Asta, what is the current state of our army?" Meng Fan looked at Asta, the Grand Commander of the Royal Praetorian Guard in front of him, and asked, "Lord Claude, our army lost 30,000 soldiers in the battle with the Bretan army in the Beacon Plain, and there are still 100,000 troops, of which 10,000 cavalry under General Kulum are well preserved. Astakhon reported.

"Hmm" Meng Fan nodded slightly, looking at the map on the table, Meng Fan thought silently, the eyes of the generals of the royal army in the big tent were focused on this young black-haired man, after the battle of the Beacon Plain, these royal generals had a little more respect for Meng Fan, now, no one would doubt Meng Fan's command ability, everyone was waiting for the order of Meng Fan, the commander of the Gilgidian army.

"Our army...... Hold off the Brettan army outside the Autumn Leaves Forest. After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Meng Fan looked up at the generals and said.

"Marshal Claude, now that our army is still more than eighty miles away from the Bretan army, it may not be easy for our army to rush to the front of the Bretan army to stop the enemy, it is snowing heavily, and the movement of the soldiers may be restricted......," said a royal general.

"Let the army throw away its baggage, bring only two days' dry rations, and speed up the march, no matter what, we must crush the Brettan army before they retreat into Lanyue City. Meng Fan said with a firm gaze.

"Lord Claude, although the Bretans have lost most of their food and grass, they still have more than 300,000 troops, and we will stop them......" Asta feared that his 100,000 troops would not be able to defeat the Bretans' army.

"General Asta, the Bretan army is short of food and clothing now, they from the commander to the soldiers just want to retreat to Lanyue City as soon as possible, they will not have the will to fight at all, as long as our army attacks, the enemy will definitely be defeated. Meng Fan looked at Asta and said.

"Field Marshal Claude, I'm going to gather the cavalry troops. General Coolum, who was standing on the side, spoke, Coolum was not only the most skilled among the royal generals, but also notoriously quiet, General Coolum always spoke simply and clearly, and would not say a word of nonsense.

"Excuse me, General Coolum. Meng Fan nodded to Kurum, lifted the curtain, Kurum left the tent, when Kurum did not hesitate to choose to carry out the commander's order, the remaining Gilgidian generals also saluted Meng Fan, and then walked out of the tent to gather troops.

Soon, 100,000 Kyrgidian troops abandoned their baggage and rushed towards the Akiba Forest through thick snow.

In the autumn foliage forest, Christian, the commander of the Bretan Army, sat gloomily in his spacious and luxurious car, accompanied by the attendant Harrent.

The carriage jolted, Harlant leaned forward, almost falling off his chair, and Christian wrapped his arms around Harendt.

"Your Royal Highness. Harendt looked up, his eyes filled with emotion.

"Your Highness, the carriage has fallen into a snow pit......" one of the guards went to the window of the carriage and reported, it had been snowing heavily all day, and the snow in the autumn leaves forest was almost knee-deep.

"Harrent, let's get off. Christian said to the chamberlain, "Yes. Harlant nodded.

Getting out of the carriage, "It's so cold......" Harendt shivered as he hugged his shoulders and Christian took out a robe from the carriage and draped it over his attendant.

"Help him to get on his horse. Christian said as he handed Harrant to the guard.

"The carriage stays here, no more pushing. Christian said to several soldiers trying to push the wagon out of the snow pit.

"Your Highness, you're almost at the exit of the Autumn Leaves Forest ahead. General Orlando rode over to give a report, and Christian turned over his horse, "General Orlando, command the army to continue on its way, we must enter Lanyue City as soon as possible." Christian, the commander of the Bretan Army, spoke.

"Yes, Your Highness. General Orlando rode away.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, this snow is so annoying, how can you say it? Harrent, who was riding on a horse and wearing a robe, frowned and brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders with his hands.

Looking up at the snowflakes that kept falling in the air, Christie was both irritable and angry, it was already depressed enough to be burned by the Gilgidian people, but he didn't expect that the cold winter of the Gilgian Kingdom came half a month earlier than usual, and now the soldiers under Christian are freezing and hungry, and their morale is extremely low.