In late October of the third year of the revival calendar, the battle in the northwest of Ian gradually settled.

With the exception of some remote mountain towns, all other areas fell into the hands of Snowdon's southern expeditionary forces. But it is these remaining small cities that have greatly delayed the pace of soldiers and horses from all walks of life. They are in a dangerous terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the attack value is not very high, just like the chicken ribs that are tasteless and discarded.

However, with the "Vulcan's Fury" stationed in the camp of the Middle Route Army, many people's attention was immediately attracted.

If this army assists and captures those mountain cities with thin walls, won't they be able to capture them?

So on the third day after Allegri's departure, an order was sent to the camp of the "Vulcan's Fury".

In the account, Dargnan, who was the temporary chief, glanced at it and threw it on the table, with no intention of replying at all.

"Lord Commander, please sign and seal it, so that I can take it back to the headquarters and report to the headquarters. The herald, who was carrying a small flag, pleaded respectfully.

"I'm not the Commander," replied Dargnan dryly, "and the Commander is on official duty and has not returned. ”

"In the absence of Commander Allegri, he shall be temporarily replaced by Lieutenant Ados, Deputy Commander," the herald said, glancing up at him, "and Article 2 of the note to the document specifies this situation. ”

"Hmm......" Dargnon frowned slightly, and thought sharply about what to do. Although it is not known where to be transferred, there is no doubt that someone is secretly operating and trying to use the "Vulcan's Fury" to steal military merit. He was not at all interested in this kind of thing of making wedding clothes for others, and Allegri's prior instructions should have been directed at this point.

"Captain Ados?" the herald urged when he saw that he had been silent for a long time, "please receive the military order as much as possible." ”

"I ask you. Dargnan pointed to the paperwork on the case and asked, "Which unit of the Central Route Army attacked the northern line of the Saint-Imas River?"

"Including...... The first part of the Third Army Corps, most of the 'Horizontal Knife Battalion', and several divisions of the Second Line Corps. The herald thought for a moment. Unsure replied.

"And who is the commander of this army?" said Dargnon as he continued to ask from the composition of the army, finding no clues.

There was a hint of hesitation on the herald's face, and after a while, he replied in a low voice, "Yes...... General Davide. ”

"Yo, that guy is still a general?" Dalgnon was stunned. He burst out laughing. If there was a slight possibility for others, but under Davide's command, he would definitely not go. A little military merit is still a trivial matter, but if he is stabbed in the back, with the current situation of "Vulcan's Fury", I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover his vitality for a long time.

"Because of his military achievements, Viscount Davide has been promoted to the rank of general. The herald explained, "The king himself ordered him to lead his army south. Responsible for the battle on the northern line of the St. Imas River. ”

Hearing the other party's words, there was a faint intention to oppress people, Dargnan snorted, didn't say much, and walked straight to the door of the tent.

"Lord Lieutenant?" the herald hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him, and said in a deep voice. "Ignoring military orders is a great crime of disobeying military law. ”

"I know, I know," Dargnan asked rhetorically, waving his hand impatiently. "But does it say in military law that you can't go to the toilet before signing a military order?"

Taking advantage of the herald's stunned moment, Dargnon tore off his sleeves and lifted the curtain to get out of the tent, but the direction he was traveling was not the latrine, but the king's tent not far away.

Near the king's tent, there are more than a dozen square tents for the office of the civilian officials of the army.

"The Provisional Commander of the 'Vulcan's Wrath', Second Lieutenant Ados, has asked to see Lord Mordschic. Dalgnan stopped in front of one of the tents and introduced himself.

Unlike the others, Modesic's office tent is connected to the king's tent, with passages connecting it. In fact, for the most part, he assisted King Nacini directly in the royal tent, and the so-called office space was nothing more than a façade.

For example, Modesic is now in the king's tent, and with him is the front-line commander Kater Roman.

One of the guards walked briskly into the tent and whispered a few words in Modesic's ear, which, of course, with the keen senses of a legendary warrior, could not escape his ears.

"I see, you told him to wait outside the tent for a moment," Mordschic waved away the guards and turned to look at Cartroman, "Kashuai, Captain Ados of Vulcan's Wrath, has something to look for me." ”

"What are you going to do?" Cartroman, taking a sip of his tea, looked at him with a smirk.

"Huh?" Mordex's eyes flashed with surprise, "What does Ka Shuai mean?"

"Don't meddle in this. Cartromans put down his teacup, stood up, and said nonchalantly.

But before the king left...... "Although he spoke as if he were playing a dumb riddle, in an instant, Mordschic figured out the trick. The young official's face was anxious, and he just wanted to persuade him, but Cartroman's words interrupted him, "The king is there, and I will take care of it." ”

Modesic sighed and shook his head.

"Don't forget, there's only three days left. Carter Roman, as he said a word, turned and walked out of the king's tent. Dargnan was waiting beside him, and when he saw that it was him, he hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Don't hide," asked Cartroman, striding up to him and asking with a little dissatisfaction, "don't you want to join the army? ”

"I've seen Lord Marshal. Dargnan gave an honest military salute and did not dare to defend himself. He knew Cartroman, even before Allegri, and he had offered to recruit him, but he politely refused.

From the Anlan turmoil to Snowton's southern expedition, everything in between, is really emotional.

"Forget it," Cartroman, who was too lazy to speak, stared at Dalgnan and ordered without refusal, "In any case, the orders of the command must be carried out......" Seeing that the other party quietly glanced in the direction of the king's tent, Cartroman added, "Don't expect Modesic, he is just the official of the royal court, and he can't manage it so widely." ”

"Yes. Hearing this, Dargnan stepped forward and, without hesitation, immediately turned around and returned to the camp.

"It's cool. Looking at his back, Carter Roman shook his head rather regretfully. Such a talent, but to take refuge in that Allegri, is really a bit of a tyrannical thing.

"Ka Shuai......" At this moment, Davide sneaked over and shouted quietly.

"It's done," Cartroman, glancing at him, said softly, "whatever you do, try to control or divide this force." ”

... (To be continued......)

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