"My dear princess, Your Highness Hyde is discussing military business with His Excellency Loren, His Excellency Cicero, and the other major officers of the Brigade, and may not want to be interrupted. Please let me walk with Your Highness, I don't have much to do now. ”

With this gentle voice, a white horse quickly intervened and blocked Catherine's path. The slender rider straightened her fluffy black ponytail tied up with a red ribbon and gently tugged at Catherine's reins. She bowed slightly to pay her respects to the princess in golden armor, and her beautiful cheeks were full of gentle smiles.

"Frey...... By the way, don't call me princess, you call me sister! I'm a subordinate of Lord Hyde like you now, and we're not going to do that......

Catherine scratched her head a little embarrassed, a little angry and a little angry. But the red-haired girl thought for a moment and smiled again, and unceremoniously pressed Frey's bulging breastplate, and at the same time grabbed her arm, dragging her and the horse to her side, and laughed ambiguously.

"No problem, as long as Your Highness is happy, En--- Sister Catherine!"

Frey did not resist, and although the girl with the goddess of nature, the god of Tar's apocalypse, was actually much more powerful than Catherine, she was now as soft as a willow leaf, completely at the mercy of the red-haired princess. After satisfying Catherine's touch, she bowed her head obediently and greeted her, and then rode the reins side by side with the delicate princess. The backs of the two are close together, and the red double ponytail and the black single ponytail jump back and forth behind the beautiful figure, becoming a warm color in the vast snowfield.

"Looks like only Frey can deal with my sister, otherwise she'll be a mess here. Forget it, it's my fault that my mind wanders, let's get back to business. ”

Hyde glanced at Catherine's figure not far away, and involuntarily let out a little emotion, then sighed and pulled the topic back again. But some of the officers around him were already laughing, and Hyde couldn't see it, but old Loren immediately moved his shining bronze hand sternly, and made a startling sound, and the meeting was quiet again, and old Loren began to speak.

"Dark spirit shrine maidens rarely act alone, and judging from last night's battle, your opponent is not a follower of the battle god killing god Kane, but a hedonic sect witch who believes in the god of slaanesh, and it is also an auxiliary one. Her specialties are about beasts and transformation trolls, and this kind of dark elf is even less likely to act alone. They are a minority in Nagarus and are not supported by the regular Dark Elf army, and most of them are under the auspices of a Dark Elf pirate general or Slaanesh's Chaos general. ”

Old Loren roughly explained to Hyde the origin and background of the enemy, in fact, yesterday the old man with the bronze hand had reprimanded Hyde with pain, and his bronze hand was about to smash the table. As for the reason for the reprimand, it was naturally that Hyde frantically used his neck after carrying the Divine Seal to touch the Dark Elf Wheel Blade. This venture was dismissed by old Loren as utter madness, a foolish act of losing his mind. At the same time, Marshall also cited many allusions to the famous heroes of history who were attacked by real dark assassins and died a tragic death without honor, and advised Hyde with extremely sincere language. Although intellectually agreeable, the relationship is still a little unhappy, which leads to the anger of Frey in the middle of the night.

"At present, the sea dominance of the South Talon Sea is in the hands of our army and the elven alliance. In fact, we sailed from Tubaro by sea around the Kingdom of Bretonnia and Nordland on three Karak galleons of our navy, landed at the western port of Kislev, and then made our way here. On the eve of landing, we also encountered the Grand Fleet of the High Elf Imperial Court, and the heroic appearance of the white swan-like giant ship unfurling the magic spinnaker was very impressive. In the past two or three years, the High Elf Imperial Court Fleet and the Imperial Navy have successively defeated several famous pirate lords of the Dark Elves, so it is difficult for the Dark Elves to launch any major raids on the Empire in the near future. ”

Cicero also interjected, and the lean and sturdy old man was now temporarily acting as the deputy captain of the Fourth Brigade like Old Loren. In fact, his eight hundred Tubaro soldiers were still only under his command, so the long-bearded old man's words carried a lot of weight. Probably because of the cold weather, he coughed a few times before proceeding to analyze the possible background of the Dark Elf Wizard to Hyde and the other officers.

"Moreover, even in the early years when the Dark Elf pirate fleet was rampant, they generally did not penetrate more than thirty to fifty leagues of the coastline. For twenty or thirty years, this has been the case with the Dark Elves, both in the principalities of your empire and in our Tirir states. And now the location of our army is more than 600 leagues from the coastline, which is nearly twenty times more than the normal landing distance limit of the Dark Elf army. In fact, since His Majesty the God-Emperor Julian regained the coast of Nordland and Marillus conquered Nagaros, there have only been three occasions in the two hundred years that the Dark Elf army has penetrated into the interior of the Empire, and each time it has been defeated by the Empire's army......"

"Lord Cicero, you mean that this has nothing to do with the army of dark elves, but with the legion of Slaanesh Chaos, right?"

Hyde frowned, and then summed up what Cicero wanted to say in one sentence, and he felt that the small old gentleman was talking a little wordy.

"Yes, that's exactly what Lord Cicero meant. It seems that we will soon be attacked by an army of Slaanesh, perhaps in a few days, but it may be today, and we need to be prepared. ”

Old Loren stroked his beard and put an end to this short military meeting. This burly old man was still wearing his eye-catching blood-colored heavy armor, and he was carrying the cold six-foot giant sword on his back, as majestic as King Kong. In a sense, this Midenland's former Knight Martial Arts Chief is the true soul of the Fourth Brigade, and Hyde is basically obedient to him.

"Very well, I await the moment when a real battle will come, and I am anxious to present him with the banner of the Chaos Army before joining Marshal Yang's army. Let's go back to our respective positions and get ready to meet the enemy, this will be the first battle of our Fourth Brigade, and I believe in the strength of your Excellency and our brave warriors. ”

Hyde smiled and gave the order, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword at his waist in anticipation of battle. So the officers rode back to their posts, their hooves leaving black marks on the snowfield like spider webs.

In addition to the Fourth Death Brigade under the command of Hyde, there were three parallel units: the Temporary First Brigade, the Temporary Second Brigade, and the Brigade directly under the Wing Headquarters. Each of them had their own position on the march, and their movements were as orderly as the walls of steel.

The First Battalion consisted of two infantry squadrons of the Royal Court, one cavalry squadron of Kislev, and more than three hundred fanatical pilgrims led by the Battle Priest of Fort Mariaburg Sigmar and a hundred marksmen of the taciturn Baron Steelland, acting as the left flank of the wing, opposite the right flank for which Hyde and others were responsible. The temporary captain was the Baron of Nastellan, a man of few words on his black, heavily armored horse, in stark contrast to the bustling scene on Hyde's side.

The leading force was the Second Battalion, which consisted mainly of the Ugol warriors of Kislev, mostly lightly armed cavalry, but also a squadron of musketeers and a squadron of musketeers, but all of them were under-manned, about half the strength of the same infantry squadron in the Empire. This is due to the fact that they suffered heavy casualties in the battle not long ago, and they have not had time to replenish them. The commander of this brigade is a Kislev nobleman who has the ability to summon the Ice Bear Spirit, and his skills are quite similar to that of General Lukin, but in terms of strength, he is far from the Thirteenth Legion's Shenwu Ice Bear.

In addition to these, the ranks of the Second Brigade included thirty-two four-wheeled two-trailer wagons with tall oak parapets and barbed copper shooting holes, each equipped with a short-barreled brass cannon that fired shotguns, bows and arrows, muskets, flails, and scythes. These chariots, decorated with a red bear flag, are a characteristic of the Kislev army, and act as a moving fortress when fought with infantry or cavalry. The bastard son of the Elector of Avalan and his two hundred mercenaries were also with these northern warriors, most of them were battle-hardened veterans, uniformly dressed in Avalan's half-green and half-yellow uniform, wearing iron helmets, and mercenaries' distinctive red-on-black sword ribbons on their foreheads and arms, and swords, guns, and muskets shining with dazzling brilliance on the snow-white field.

The direct team walked in the middle and behind the baggage horse convoy, they served as the rear guard and the reserve of the whole army, consisting of two Kislev cavalry squadrons, one Imperial cavalry squadron, one Imperial infantry squadron, more than 100 sniper musketeers directly under the artillery and the dwarf councillors, ten knights and dozens of attendants such as the deputy instructor of the Mountain Lion Knights and dozens of cavalry in the rear. Dressed in heavy armor with yellow and black trims, and with the same yellow and black spotted fur of the mountain lion draped over their shoulders, and the pages of the parchment book of the Word hung from their chests on chains, they rode silently on their horses. They were ambushed by the Chaos Beasts in the Black Forest in the middle of the Empire, suffering most of the casualties, so that everyone lost their smiles on their faces, and only solemn and fanatical hearts burned silently.

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