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Fifty miles east of the city of Gangdo, the mountain and rocky surface of the Noah Hill gradually receded, and became gradually leveled because of its proximity to the Mango Basin, and the gentleness of the terrain made it lose its defensive value, but it was undoubtedly suitable as a site to accommodate an army of more than 30,000 people.

"Haqiu!"

Stepping out of the gorgeous tent of the Chinese army, the abundant sunshine of the autumn afternoon and the dust swept in the barracks made Miss Teresa Dettel Lane sneeze loudly. "Don't these guys know that that inferior perfume will only make them smell more like skunks of love?" she glared at the backs of the dozens of nobles who couldn't wait to leave from the Chinese army's tent, reached out and rubbed her nose, and muttered a complaint.

Then there was a pause, and it was the second sentence:

"What an imperial wolf, what a disappointment. I see that he is no different from the watchdog, he will only play majestic when his master sees it, and his face is so hard, but when it comes to the problem of the vanguard, it is so soft, alas, the vanguard knight, what a glorious task, and he actually refused...... If I had five thousand knights, no, three thousand, I would dare to kill those imperial Yankees and turn over on their backs alone, wouldn't it be more than 30,000 peasant soldiers, cowards. ”

"Sister, don't make such a rash conclusion...... I don't think it's that simple. Furrant, who was following behind the noble lady, shook his head, and had to amplify his voice so that the eyes that were being directed at him and his sister less sharply. And his sister, but this noble lady either didn't care about the situation around her at all, or was she sure that the person who was scolded would not care about her noble lady at all, as for the side eyes of the other soldiers?

Does that have anything to do with her?

"General Rudolph has been deeply involved in enemy countries, and his Demon Wolf Legion is very well trained and equipped. And the emperor ** just has a certain advantage in numbers, but it is not big enough to make up for the advantage in training, so, I think, it has nothing to do with courage, he is just more cautious, sister. ”

The little nobleman smiled bitterly, but then frowned, hiding his contemplative look in the shadow of his hood, revealing only his pale and pointed jaw—after these dozens of days of magical study. He was trying to make his every move more like a mage, although he knew that such an apparent imitation was actually unnecessary and even ridiculous. But sometimes, he does it subconsciously.

"Although the Demon Wolf Legion is already 6 years old, it is famous. But. Their greatest advantage, as their name suggests, is to rely on degree and numerical superiority to ensure victory in battle. Gather like wolves and round up weak targets. Dividing and destroying enemies is what they are best at...... But being the vanguard in a big campaign is not suitable. That will limit their degree advantage, and it will be easier to get into the enemy's encirclement. There will inevitably be a lot of loss. Pay for one's whistle. What's more, didn't General Pyrenees say it just now? Now that communication, summoning, and teleportation magic have been restricted by some kind of Cheng dù, it will have a great impact on the command of the troops, so that the peasant and soldier versions can rely on the advantage of numbers to make up for their lack of training. ”

It's a pity that the biggest effect of his explanation is to appease the demon wolf knights around him, without any kind eyes, right?

Furrant shook his head helplessly, reached out and grabbed his sister's sleeve, keeping up with the female knight who was walking in front, and leaving behind the eyes cast by the guards and arrow towers. Anyway, as long as they returned to the vicinity of their camp, no one would pay attention to these conversations anymore, or at least they should leave the camp guarded by these demon wolf soldiers.

But at this moment, a nice, but indifferent voice interrupted his thinking: "Rudolph is not necessarily thinking about his own loss, but about the future, if he wants to protect himself, it is impossible for him to covet this little merit." ”

"That's not a small feat, isn't it? General...... Sister Claudia, didn't you notice what the general of the Pyrenees said about the people of the Empire?"

The aristocratic lady was stunned and quickened her pace a little, her green eyes fixed on the metal mask on the knightess's face. It seemed to be surprised by the other party's sudden interest in discussing it—but this obviously did not prevent the young lady from continuing to ask the question in her mind:" What kind of imperial duke, called Jinkeya or something, there are only more than 3,000 regular knights in his territory, and about half of the remaining troops are newly recruited peasant soldiers, as long as the Demon Wolf Legion really has the same reputation, no, even if it has half of the combat strength, it is not necessarily impossible to break their formation in one fell swoop, you must know that we still have a whole mage regiment as support?"

"That's too risky. The work of the striker...... It does seem to be the most glorious. But sometimes, it's also the most disgusting trap. ”

I don't know why the female knight who suddenly wanted to talk about the war shook her head imperceptibly, her face covered by the metal mask couldn't see her expression clearly, only in her voice, there was a slight sense of amazement: "He has sprung up among the kings, and he has no foundation, and his biggest reliance is only the military exploits of the raid empire, as well as the unilateral support of His Royal Highness the Prince, but there is such a thing as merit...... It's easy to lose. ”

"Is there anyone else who can demote him but His Royal Highness? But even His Royal Highness seems to be very respectful to him. Furrant on the side was stunned, but seemed to realize something.

"No matter how the vanguard fights, there can be some so-called means to be held accountable, prudence can be said to be cowardly, bravery can be slandered as recklessness, victory is to ignore the overall situation and go deep alone, defeat and talk about ineffective combat ability, only those deep-rooted huge families, can withstand this kind of attrition, can afford to play this kind of tricks, poor background, excellent ability of the grassroots knights, by no means suitable to compete for this glory. Even if he has achieved a good record, as long as the 'big army moves, do not rush' and delay for a few days, then he will not be impeached if he retreats. In fact, it could be even more dangerous than impeachment, because until then. He had to be able to come back from the battlefield where he had run out of ammunition. ”

"It's dirty......" The two heirs of Earl Lane's family looked at each other and whispered in unison.

"Sure enough, my father is right, these nobles are glamorous on the surface, but in reality they are nothing more than dirty and rancid creatures like shit, from head to toe, and there is a smelly conspiracy flowing in every vein!" Miss Ryan shook her little head, and then added, "Just like that Edward!"

"Sister......

"Ahhh......h It doesn't make sense to say this now, in short, the Empire is not really going to fight a decisive battle this time. It's just a duke's force to test and wear down our forces, and then it's a slow drain anyway. The aristocratic lady shook her head and stretched out boredly: "If you want us to watch the excitement, in fact, those guys only have this ability." But if you can go back now, forget it, you can't go back. But they can't go to the battlefield to see and see. It's unpleasant. ”

"And that guy...... ran away without a sound, leaving this mess to others, but I couldn't leave, I was bored to death, and I was bored with these uncles every day in this broken camp...... Alas, sweet soy milk in the territory. I haven't drunk it for more than half a day, and it seems that the prince wants to make up for the regret of Gangduocheng, but this battle is down. It's going to take a few days to be enough, right? What do you say? Fulan?"

"Perhaps......" the little nobleman said dispensably.

Ten days...... Is it?

If nothing happens, it might be even longer, right?

He lowered his gaze and tried to start thinking about today's events - the meeting that ended in the Great Tent a moment ago was probably intended to unify the distribution of forces among the various lords and remove the many obstacles in their command, so that they could use their combat power more in the next battle, but in the end, this discussion became a mess in an hourglass time.

The purpose of each of the nobles present at the meeting was unusually obvious and firm, as long as they could preserve their own strength, and then try to get as much benefit as possible, and each one boasted of his own or the martial prowess of his ancestors, and sought to arrange his army in the two wings where it was easier to gain merit, and where the main force in the center was bound to lose the most, the way of boasting became unconditional praise for others,

Or in fact, any meeting between nobles, the final result will evolve into this virtue, and the noisy noise, mutual accusations and ridicule will become more and more obvious, and finally it will almost evolve into a duel farce between nobles. And His Royal Highness the Prince, who has been silent, finally thundered at this time and drove everyone out!

But the war still has to be fought, and the decisive battle still has to be fought, and if there is no result in today's discussion, then it will be postponed until tomorrow...... All in all

If things go according to this, the war may drag on until the winter, and then usher in an inconclusive end?

"I said Foran, can you please not wear that hood all the time...... And don't talk so slowly?"

Miss Lane's words interrupted the little nobleman's thoughts, and when he looked up, he noticed that his sister was looking fiercely at the broad, dark-colored magic robe on his body, and the dissatisfaction on her expression was getting stronger and stronger—the mage robe, which covered the shadow of her cheeks, and the slow tone that made someone think of the hateful fellow before they knew it: "Take it off for me! Don't forget that you are a nobleman!

"Sister, I'm already a mage. ”

The little nobleman argued unconvinced, but he had already been caught by his sister, so he could only helplessly let her take off the robe on his body—because he knew that he had no way to compare with the female knight in terms of body, so he didn't think about resisting at all.

Anyway, resisting will only make my sister even more angry, and he will suffer hardship, and he has already deeply understood this truth a few years ago.

"Stop, no traffic here!"

But Miss Teresa's action did not succeed completely—just as she tore open a few buttons of the robe, a rough voice rang out, and she raised her eyes to notice that it was not far from her tent—but at some point, several horses were erected on the original path, and the crude objects were in the middle of the road, and the path between the tents was blocked by some tall warriors behind them

"What's going on?"

The noble lady frowned, her gaze swept over the badge on the other party's armor, but it was an unfamiliar mark now. However, these soldiers in half-body armor were tall and sturdy, although they did not carry long weapons, but they all hung long swords from their waists, crossbows and arrows, their smocks were neat and smooth, and the straps of their helmets were also properly buckled on their chins, as if they were ready to go out into battle at any time, and their hats and helmets were also rubbed with purple feathers, which showed that the other party was not a ragtag army, but the elite of some legion's cavalry.

"Start here. It's the tent area of our Thyssenkrup, young ladies, if you're lost, we'd love to point you in the right direction. Just take this road to the right and you can go back to the center. But if you want to have a tryst with your knights. I'm sorry, but you'll have to have them come and pick you up in person. A tall soldier spoke, causing a burst of laughter from the people around him, this time the noble military council was larger, so it was requested to minimize the number of subordinates, and Claudia simply did not take any followers

Wait a minute-

Although nominally. He was already an earl, but in this military camp, there were at least four of the seven powerful people in the kingdom, and there were dozens of other city lord-level earls. For a person like him, who even has a vague inheritance of the title, being able to attend the hearing is already a kind of extra care, if it weren't for Viscount Edward, a single nobleman like him who didn't lead any soldiers into battle, would not have received any attention at all, and it was impossible to even accompany the army.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be dissatisfied with her title, she was happy

If it weren't for the presence of His Royal Highness the Prince, this quarrel might soon turn into an unbridled brawl,

That indifferent and oily tone made the little nobleman's brow furrow hidden in the shadows tightly, and he could barely remember the existence of the person in front of him...... It's like it's called Klein, Klein Letney Thyssenkru.

That was the last time in Gushan City, in the battle against an evil religion, this man was one of the last members of the army to clean up the mess, he was Count Thyssenkrup, a member of the privileged earl family of the Eastern Frontier, a direct son. But later, because that cult incident seemed to contain a lot of inside information, and even a long-planned rebellion, in the end, the relationship between the Riteger family and the ThyssenKrup family fell to an unprecedented freezing point, but now it seems that the Duke still left a little leeway for this old neighbor after all, and did not let this figure who participated in the rebellion wash them with his life

He seems to have a good relationship with the Duke's daughter, the Yulia Paladin, of course - after that incident, Miss Yulia became (to be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)