"Your Highness."

In a high-rise building in the northern port of the Western Empire, Arthur, dressed in military uniform, rests his hands on the holy sword and closes his eyes to recuperate.

Outside the window, there was the sound of gunfire one after another.

He hadn't slept in a long time, and even with a scabbard, he couldn't go so long without rest.

Sonny was also lying on all fours, looking slightly tired.

Red wolf Wolf pushed the door open and walked in, standing at Arthur's side.

"The Western Empire has dispatched most of their army and has begun to besiege our troop carriers in the Gulf of Baal, intending to cut off our supply lines.

At the same time, their army was also attacking the port, and the port's defenses were against the sea, not inland, and the war situation was not optimistic. ”

"We prepared this when we made this plan." Arthur said in a deep voice.

"Having occupied this port, their ships will have longer supply lines than ours, which is our advantage.

It is only necessary to hold this time, and it is not a problem to open up the waterway. ”

Arthur slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst into sharp light.

"Are you all ready?"

Wolf said with a solemn face, "The Celtic Knights have thirteen thousand six hundred and sixty-two people, one man and three horses, all assembled. ”

Arthur slowly got up from his seat and stretched slightly, the joints on his body creaking as he rose up.

With this sound, the spirit in his body gradually rose to a peak.

"Let's go."

With that, he slowly left the room, and they made their way through the port city into a hidden forest.

The cavalry here are already waiting here.

They wore black uniforms that did not represent any country, and did not wear any symbols, uniforms, or flags representing the Celtic Order or Britannia.

But looking at the way they forbidden, everyone knows that this is an elite.

Arthur turned over a horse that had been brought from Britannia, and they were going to have a rundown next, and Sonny's stamina was not very good, so riding a horse was the best option.

He looked around for a moment, and spoke to the group of Celtic cavalry.

"I'm sure you're all very confused about why you're here and why you're wearing this dress.

But for reasons of secrecy, they didn't tell you.

But for now, I can give you an answer.

Based on the information we have at hand, we can already be sure that the plague that has spread in the south and has killed hundreds of thousands of people so far was spread by the Western Empire.

They used some kind of sorcery, and the greatest proof of this was that none of their own soldiers would get the plague.

And this method is simply impossible for us to prevent, water, air, are their way of spreading the plague.

No matter what method we use, we can't stop the source, and it still won't help.

If you want to really stop the source, you must end this war and completely crush the ambitions of the Western Empire.

But although we in Britannia have acquired advanced shipbuilding technology, it will take a little time if we want to form an absolute combat force.

And if we wait a few years, the whole south will form a no-man's land because of this plague, and if we insist on staying in the south to fight this plague, then the pressure on the treasury will be extremely large.

In the end, we have only one choice to make, and that is to abandon the South.

Tell me, are you willing to give up the land that our ancestors brought down!? ”

"I don't want to!" They shouted.

"That's the heart of the plan!"

Arthur said in a deep voice, after this period of tempering, his eyes were more resolute, his voice was more calm, although he was immature in appearance, he looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties who had experienced many things.

"The capture of this port is just the beginning.

Our fleet is inferior to that of the Western Empire, and even with the presence of steel ships, we will not be able to completely defend this port under the frenzied attacks of the navy and army at the same time.

However, it is still possible to hold on for a month.

And during this month, the navy and army of the empire will be attracted to this port.

At that time, there will be no more main forces in the rest of the territory except for the normal defenders.

That's our chance. ”

Arthur pointed to a middle-aged man with the appearance of a Latino.

"His name is Harris, and he has been lurking in the Western Empire since the time of Moria, and has figured out most of the terrain of the Western Empire, especially the Andes."

Next, we have to climb over the Andes, enter the Xiya Plateau, and rush to the imperial capital day and night as fast as possible.

This is perhaps the longest cavalry run in the history of the world, and it is also a run beyond the limits of the human body.

You will have to face the harshest conditions, the most brutal battles, and you may die in a foreign land, where you will not even be able to return your body.

You need to give up the mercy in your hearts and become a cruel beast, a real pack of wolves.

But remember that all your killings are for Britannia and for the millions of people who may die in the future!

For the land left to us by our ancestors, for the peace and happiness of our children and grandchildren for decades!

Tell me if you're hesitating! ”

"No !!"

The knights' answers were sonorous and powerful, and years of battle had tempered them as tough as steel.

Even if they don't have faith for their family and country, even if they are for the emperor in front of them, they have a reason to fight.

"Good."

Arthur turned his head and looked at the mountains above, his eyes flickering.

"Let's go!"

The double horse or multi-horse rush is actually not his original, the earliest can be traced back to the Huns, and Huo Qubing during the Han Dynasty also relied on this method to seal the wolf Juxu.

Each person is equipped with multiple horses, one horse for riding, and one horse for carrying a small amount of food, grass and baggage, alternately riding, which can reduce the pressure on the horse and allow it to run farther.

But there are more than 10,000 of them, where do so many people go to get food?

Naturally, it is to grab wherever you go, and kill wherever you go.

Arthur had never been a virgin, and he knew exactly what Char had taught him, that being merciful to his enemies was cruelty to himself.

He will not kill indiscriminately, he will only kill those who need to be killed, and this time they need food and supplies, so it is inevitable that there will be conflicts with the local defenders.

Everywhere they went, they would absorb the locals so the troops wouldn't get lost, and there was no language barrier in the territory of the Western Empire.

All the main forces were in the harbor, engaged with the main forces of the Britannian Empire.

Even if the troops stationed nearby learned that a town had been plundered by this group of cavalry, by the time they had rushed over, they would have already fled with their great mobility.

They did not carry flags and did not carry any signs, and these armies could only deduce from the population of those who were still alive that it was a gang of horse bandits roaming the neighborhood.

However, it is clear that their raids will eventually be detected and reported to the imperial capital, which will eventually cause the enemy to be vigilant.

So they need to be fast, fast before they react.

In this era, information communication mainly relied on horses, and even if there were well-trained carrier pigeons, they were only used to transmit some important information about the battle situation and some intelligence services.

Therefore, as long as the speed is fast enough, it is enough to take advantage of the lack of circulation of this information and carry out an attack.

Huo Qubing traveled more than 500 kilometers in six days that year, and the distance they traveled was even farther than that.

This method of warfare required very strong cavalry, and only the Celtic Royal Knights in the whole of Britannia could do it.

This is a huge test for both horses and people, who sleep no more than three hours a day, and their nerves are tense every day, and even horses don't know how many heads they have run to death.

However, the rest of the towns can be supplemented with horses, and there are many plains in South America, especially a very large Pampas, which is very suitable for raising horses, so this is also one of their sources of income.

Finally, on the twenty-first day, they reached the vicinity of the imperial capital of the Western Empire.

Instead of rushing to attack, they chose to camp in the nearby mountains and forests.

In order not to be exposed, they didn't even light a fire, but just set up a tent and gnawed on the raw meat cut off the dead horses to replenish their physical strength and prepare for the next day's attack.

All of them were gray at the moment, their faces were tanned by the sun, mixed with some blood, and there was a strong smell of blood on their bodies, they hadn't taken a bath for a long time.

But even if they were tanned, the dark circles under their eyes were still unusually heavy, and there was an indelible exhaustion and killing intent under their eyes.

It was as if they had regained their blood from the Celts, one of the three barbarian tribes in Europe, and they drank blood to quench their thirst and eat raw meat to satisfy their hunger, turning into one beast after another.

Like a pack of real wolves, watching over their prey.

The fierce battles and attacks overnight have pressed their spirits to the brink of collapse, but as Arthur said, they have no way out.

The fate of a country is in their hands at this moment.

Arthur's mental state with Avalon's scabbard was much better, and his mental state became the cornerstone of these knights' mental state.

He was standing on the edge of a cliff now, quietly overlooking the town in the distance.

As the imperial capital of an empire, the construction of this city naturally goes without saying.

The West Tooth Empire is a maritime country, so "water" is one of the soul elements of their architecture, and the waterfront atmosphere is scattered in every corner, reflecting the perfect harmony between architecture and water and people.

Most of the buildings have low-slope roofs in the upper part, which has a gentle slope to facilitate drainage and wind protection.

Most of them are laid with red porcelain tiles, and the building walls are brushed to form the typical appearance of the West Ya style building: "red tile and white wall", reflecting the simple sense of unity with nature.

Even in the middle of the night, people can still be seen coming and going, and it seems that the war on the front line has not affected here.

These people didn't know that because of their emperor's ambitions, countless people were dying thousands of miles away, while their emperor was enjoying everything in the country in the center of his palace.

However, everything will end today

(End of chapter)