"Woo――――――――――――――――!!!!!"

The sound of long horns echoed throughout the forest, the knights held high their battle flags, and the orderly formation of rows of cavalry walls, and the colorful heraldic banners swept the wind, dazzling. These knights, who were born to fight, to honor and the glory of their families, this is the perfect time for them to show themselves!

General Belisarius, who rode a tall horse and wore a delicate ring armor, walked in front of his wing with a solemn expression, and nodded with satisfaction to these heavy cavalrymen who were already completely familiar with the Roman military system.

When he saw Caesar's knight commander, Shelgoy with sloppy hair and stubble on his face, and the knights and servants behind him, he couldn't help frowning, licking his lips and organizing his words - after all, the person they were loyal to was Caesar, and he was only responsible for commanding them, so he couldn't be polite when he spoke. Theoretically, I am still at the same level as this Shelgoy!

The army is the most important place on this shijie, even if you look down on it in your heart, you can't really reprimand the other party loudly, and there is nothing wrong with the other party.

"When it's time to start, everybody has to stay in formation and trot forward, and when the front row charges, the back row starts to accelerate. If there is no order, all men will stop advancing, and if there is an order to retreat, no one shall charge without permission, and any violation of the order will be regarded as a betrayal!" When Belisarius said the word betrayal, he deliberately accentuated his tone, hoping to make the rangers remember the seriousness of the problem.

"Our enemies are just a pack of exhausted orcs, with only shields and short spears. There are no spears, plus the roads are flat. We can destroy them with just one charge!" Shelgoy smacked his mouth and said disdainfully, "This order sounds like we might be wiped out by them!"

"That's because you haven't fought the orcs yet, Commander Shelgoi!" Belisarius looked at him with a serious expression, without any emotion, "I'll know when you actually have a decent fight with them." Remember, you are under Caesar, and you must obey the Roman orders and disciplines, and absolutely enforce them no matter what! That's what you should do. ”

"Do you have to carry out the wrong orders?!" Shelgoyi looked at him in disbelief, as if the other party was saying some funny joke, making him want to laugh but dare not laugh.

"Even if it's wrong, it has to be done. Belisarius didn't mean to tell a joke, but still stared at the other party seriously: "Besides, until you can prove that the order is wrong, it is correct!"

"Belisarius!" Theodore suddenly rode over on his warhorse, and the purple mane above his head danced in the wind: "Are the knights ready?!"

"Caesar!" Belisarius hurriedly saluted Theodore: "Always at your command!"

"Your knights are ready!" Shelgoy then slammed his right hand on his chest, "We can sacrifice everything for your honor at any time!"

"Very good. Theodore nodded at the corners of his mouth and looked at the two cavalry leaders under his command: "It seems that you two are doing well? With that, he left the two men behind, and the only son rode away.

Only the two cavalry generals, one large and one small, looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what kind of feelings they had with the "sloppy ghost of Haringos" (Belisarius)/"self-righteous stinky boy" (Shelgoy).

"Looks like you've already settled the dispute between those two guys?" Salald, who was standing under the banner of the golden lion, looked at Theodore with a playful smile, "You should make those nobles more loyal, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too kind, it will cause more trouble." ”

"The Romans have ruled here for too short, and too direct means will make them think I'm brutal. Theodore shook his head disapprovingly, and trotted over to the golden laurel banner in Valense's hand: "Not as old and trusted as the Ultok family!"

"Oh my God, you guys!" said the young Lord Aaron Brennus with a sad look at his two friends who were arguing, "We're at war right now, and the knights are screaming for a good fight! ”

"But sooner or later, you'll come into contact with it, after you've inherited your father's title and castle. Salad smiled eloquently, but immediately reassured when he saw the other party's complaining eyes: "Okay, let's not talk about politics today, just about fighting." ”

"I can see that everyone can't wait. Theodore smiled and glanced behind him a few times, his impatient eyes looking at the distant horizon, and kept clutching the sword and spear in his hand: "Well, who will command? We need a slogan." ”

"Hah, aren't we friends? Salald burst out laughing, holding the hilt of his sword and pulling the sharp sword out of its sheath: "As for the slogan, we all know that the horn of the Sevencro's counterattack is the most haode slogan. ”

"It's nostalgic, isn't it? Theodore nodded happily and drew his sword, and the three young commanders raised their swords together, and the golden light made them extremely dazzling!

"For the Glory ――――――――――――――――――!!!!!!"

The knights roared, their blood gushing out, and their horses galloping down the flat avenue, their enemies were nothing more than a group of barbarian orcs who were tired of the old soldiers--this was no glory, but a very good start, a smooth victory would bring them good luck, and the glory of victory would make them shine brightly. Even Mars, the great god of war, favored the victors.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

The battle ended after a single charge.

Thanks to the short legs of the dwarves, the victorious orc warriors were not in the mood to wait for this dwarf winter melon, and they quickly broke away from the large army and rushed to the front of the dwarven minions, pursuing the Noldor elves who were retreating.

The rest of the story was logical: the orcs in the charge would not have had time to form a tight formation to fend off the knights, and their number far outnumbered the handful of orc soldiers, who were all about killing chickens with knives, and of course more to deter the advancing dwarven servants.

The knight of the Imperial Guard, Elendil Orsher, cut off the head of the orc leader with his own hands, stuck it in the tip of his spear, ran to the dwarves and shook it around, and told the dwarven commander that there was a force of 20,000 humans, and when the Noldor coalition army was heading north, he was very aware of the situation and ordered the army to stop advancing and withdraw backwards, and asked Elendil to give him the head so that he could return to the top.

After receiving an affirmative reply from Commander Terenus, the Imperial Knight gave the other party the object - there are usually only two options for cooperating with others: either give them enough time to think about which is more advantageous, or don't give them a choice. The current coalition forces have no room to choose the second one, the hostages of the dwarves are still in the hands of the orcs, and they still have to find a way to deal with the huge orc army, forcing the other party too hard, and it is possible for the dog to jump over the wall in a hurry.

The army had set up camp near the Iron Avenue, and had cut down some trees from the forest to build a wall, which was neither large nor too small, and had acquiesced to this fact, although Handel and Bode had complained about it, and had acquiesced to this fact - after a day of battle, the Noldor army needed more rest and supplies than the human coalition, and all they wanted now was a good night's sleep, and a strong wall would give them more security without worrying about an enemy suddenly breaking into their tents.

"Deliver to you my weapons, honors, and ............ Warriors who are willing to follow me have given me command. ”

In the central tent of the barracks, Bode Ardalia, who was covered in wounds, knelt down on one knee in front of Handel, his face was extremely sad, and he lowered his head and held his saber in both hands: "I admit my mistakes, and I am willing to bear all punishments, as long as they can make everyone feel better!"

"I accept the right you have given me to take over the Noldor army on this expedition, but I ask you to take back your weapons. Bode Aldalia, you are a good warrior and commander, and we need your liliang. Although Handel looked ruthless, his tone was very gentle: "As for your mistakes, I have no right to judge. When the war is over, it will be up to the elders of Anduria to decide this. ”

"Perhaps, you can win back your glory by virtue of your exploits. ”

“xiexie。 Although he was grateful, there was not the slightest joy on Bode's face, and the bitter defeat made the young man almost unable to raise his head--all he wanted to do now was to find a place where no one was to cry bitterly.

His eyes turned around, and he saw the worried but happy eyes of his sister Sibeya, staring at him without saying a word, and her bright eyes were a little red and swollen. This made him even more worried.

"Not every knight can get impressive results when he goes to battle for the first time!"

A heavy, old voice came over: "It's good to win, but defeat is common, and it's a good thing to learn something from failure." ”

"Who is this ......?" Bode asked in a low voice, looking strangely at the sharp-clad old man in front of him.

"Flag Bearer of the Knights of the Dawn, Lord Terenus. Adjutant Will on the side said loudly: "He is also the commander of this coalition army!"

"Just a lingering old man. Terenus smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm still an unlucky ghost: since the day I became a soldier, I've been losing, I've never won a battle, I've always lost, I've lost for a lifetime." ”

"But at least this time, I want to win, I really want to win once - because I can't afford to lose anymore, so I'm going to win anyway!"

"Would you like to join us?" Terenus stretched out his friendly right hand and asked him with a smile, "Perhaps, let's try it together and see if we can wash away the shame of the past!"

(Today, please collect, welcome readers to visit, the post bar group number is already available, empty and respectful.) ）