"Yes. Ω』 Ω『Ｅん．』”

Rumba nodded thoughtfully: "Immortal Starlight." ”

"What do you want to say?" Archduke Ronnie frowned, "The biggest threat to us is Sonia Sutherley?"

But Rumba ignored him, and the Grand Duke of Black Sand just looked at the table in a daze, and continued to speak:

"The Starlight Legion, they are young and immature—even if they have experience fighting the rebels at home, they are simply vulnerable to our battle-hardened and invincible Northland warriors. ”

Archduke Leco's face changed and he fell into deep thought.

"On the way from the north to the center, we routed them in the first battle," Rumba took a deep breath, his expression hardened and persistent: "Nothing special, as usual: light cavalry temptation, archers suppression, light infantry bite the main force, heavy cavalry makes a decisive impact. ”

Rumba nodded slowly, but his eyes were extremely complicated:

"With a single effort, their main force was routed, and the rest of the men fled in all directions, not even the heavy sword infantry and heavy armor sword and axe men who fought hard battles, it was easy. ”

"Like all previous enemies," Rumba raised his fists, his right fist striking the eye of his left fist like a craftsman nailing a hammer, "you gather the best and hardest fighters, strike with thunder and destroy their strongest parts, and wait for the rest to flee, rup, cry, surrender, and never rise again." ”

"There's not even the private armies of the native lords of the North who have resisted - at least they're Northlanders. ”

Grand Duke Ronnie gave a strange look: "So?"

He sensitively noticed that as witnesses, neither the Grand Duke of Alesio nor the Grand Duke of Trudida, had opened their mouths, but only looked serious.

And even with some ...... Respect?

"So that's the Starlight Legion," Grand Duke Raiko replied to him, only to hear the old Duke sigh long, "At that time, no one looked at them in their eyes. ”

The bald Grand Duke of the Guarding City shook his head: "Until a few days later." ”

Ronnie frowned slightly.

Rumba picked up the conversation.

"In a few days, they—the child soldiers who should have lost their armor, crumbled, scattered, and perished," said the Grand Duke of Lombard, sitting in his chair, narrowed his eyes:

"It's back again. ”

Ronnie was slightly stunned.

"As we approached Glacier City, it was back in front of us. Rumba said lightly, as if he was re-seeing the scene more than ten years ago in the distance.

"Although they are small in number, they are organized, organized, and organized, as if they had just been drafted," Rumba continued, his tone erratic and his eyes misty: "They re-opened their formation like that, and decisively attacked our rear very moments before our siege was about to be won. ”

"It's like a resurrected dead ash. ”

"No," Archduke Raiko closed his eyes and shook his head, "It's not dead ashes, it's an inextinguishable starlight." ”

Archduke Ronnie's suspicions deepened.

"But we still routed them," Archduke Leko snapped his eyes open, "again." ”

Rumba looked at him.

"Yes, again. ”

Grand Duke Heisha nodded slowly: "But this time we sent the light cavalry to pursue, wanting to drive them all out." ”

"Nearly a tenth of the light riders were lost," Leko sighed, "I remember...... It was my light cavalry. ”

"And then?" Rumba's expression was indistinguishable, and he asked himself, "Again." ”

Ronnie raised an eyebrow: Again?

"Again!" heard Rumba's voice sound decisively like a metal strike:

"The Starlight Legion, which had fled the four fields, regrouped and gathered under the battle flag in just a few days, and once again attacked us along the Muhe River. ”

Grand Duke Ronnie finally changed color.

"How come?" said the Grand Duke of Qiyuan City in surprise, "How did they reorganize the defeated army? What about morale?

Rumba shook his head.

"This game has been repeated several times," Rumba said in a somewhat tired tone, "but no matter how many times we defeat them, as long as we don't completely annihilate them, the remnants of their escape will always be miraculously regrouped and rebuilt—I don't know how they managed to handle the logistics on that hellish battlefield, but at least the child soldiers had a decisive look in their eyes—and then at the awkward moment when we were either attacking the city, or slight, or resting and resupplying, or rotating troops, the ghost appeared on the side or behind us, and struck a cold blow." ”

Archduke Leco's face darkened: "Immortal Starlight - this is the title given to them by our people. ”

Rumba snorted.

"What makes us all puzzled is how a common legion so young, after such a crushing defeat and collapse, can be reorganized again and again without hindrance?" asked the Grand Duke of Black Sand softly.

No one answered.

Grand Duke Auretheus frowned and looked at the others.

"The Starlight God of War is a good leader, and it is his honor that he has trained his legions well," Aletheus said affirmatively and resolutely, "a great adversary, whose soul lives forever." ”

Rumba's laughter interjected at an inopportune time.

"Really, because John Bright Star is a great military strategist, all the civilian soldiers under his command can be turned into high-quality warriors?" Rumba sneered faintly, and his tone was not good: "Then our kings, archdukes, nobles, leaders, and even warriors are all waste?"

The Grand Dukes' faces were cold.

"Be careful with your words, Rumba. Lecco narrowed his eyes.

But Rumba ignored them.

"Why is this happening, an isolated army that is difficult to match us head-on, is actually an 'immortal' army?" Rumba's face was resolute: "We are puzzled, we are strange, we are surprised, because even the Northlanders, who are famous for their good war, can hardly imagine such a situation. ”

The other Grand Dukes fell into deep thought.

"Yes, the Northlanders are the strongest in body and the most fanatical in spirit, and no one can defeat us in a frontal battle under the same conditions!, even the most formidable enemy!" said Lomba firmly.

But his tone then changed:

"But even we, the number one military power in the West 6, after a great victory, the commander has to spend a day encamping and counting, and send his cronies and nobles and personal guard officers, either with swords, spears and axes, or with noble warrants, to gather and appease the soldiers who are so excited and fanatical that they have red eyes, softened their hands, and loosened their trousers, and scattered around the battlefield. ”

"It is normal efficiency to be able to reorganize the troops in one day and one night, and then advance again the next day. ”

Archduke Leco shook his head.

"That's not surprising," said the eldest duke slowly, "we've been fighting like this for hundreds of years. ”

Rumba turned his head sharply, his gaze on the old duke like a blade.

The old duke was stabbed slightly by him.

"And what about when we lose the battle?" said Lombard coldly, "even if the Exeters, who fled after a rout of panic and fear, and it would not take weeks or even months for us to regroup, arrange the logistics, and gather the defeated troops again at a time when everyone was at a loss! It's not like hunting, you just blow a whistle and the scattered hounds will run back." ”

"As for the quick return, short-term reorganization, deployment of manpower, arrangement of logistics, organization of the army, reorganization of combat strength, and re-marching?"

Rumba clenched his arms, looked at the four archdukes with different expressions, and snorted coldly: "In the entire kingdom of Exeter, only the White Blade Guards and the Glacier Sentinel can achieve this - I suspect that many of the Grand Duke's personal guards can't do this. ”

He looked at Ronnie.

"Kulikun, you have seen a lot of blood in the Golden Corridor and the Great Desert in Qiyuan City, and you are also outstanding in Exeter," Lomba snorted: "Can you?"

Ronnie didn't speak, just a solemn expression.

The other Grand Dukes did not answer.

Rumba narrowed his eyes: "Have you ever wondered why?"

After a few seconds, Auretheus sighed slightly.

"They are on their own land," the Grand Duke of Willan shook his head, "and they have the advantage—whether it's the support of the natives or their familiarity with the terrain......"

But he was soon interrupted unceremoniously by Rumba.

"Fuck your own land!" only to hear the Grand Duke of Black Sand say fiercely:

"Most of those baby soldiers were recruited from the south and west of the stars by the Starlight God of War, and they were less than a year old, in contrast, as Northlanders, we are more adapted to the climate and terrain from the north of the stars to the central territory. ”

Trudida snorted softly:

"Let's get it straight. ”

The Grand Duke of the Rebuilding Tower curled the corners of his mouth: "What are you hinting at?"

Rumba's eyes suddenly turned to him.

"Hint?"

"I've looked through the examples of the past three or four hundred years against the stars," the Grand Duke of Black Sand said coldly: "In the past, at least in the great war a hundred years ago, the people of the stars were just like us, they couldn't gather together without a month after being defeated, and they were on a par with us in terms of logistical capabilities and reorganization. ”

"Why is it that when he arrives at the Starlight God of War, he can train the Starlight Legion?"

The four Grand Dukes frowned in unison.

"Get to the point, don't go to history lesson," Trudida said impatiently, "We're not stupid." ”

Rumba's eyes twitched.

No, you're not stupid.

His face was cold: it was more terrible than being stupid - he thought he was smart.

A second later.

"Which one?" said Rumba softly.

The four Grand Dukes were slightly stunned.

"What?" asked Tludida, confused.

Rumba leaned forward, and under the light of the brazier, the whole person pressed down on the table like a hill, and looked at the four archdukes oppressively.

"I mean......"

He narrowed his eyes: "How many of you, which star king in history has the deepest impression?"

The four Grand Dukes looked at each other in pairs and exchanged a few puzzled looks.

The King of the Stars?

Impressions?

"O kings of the stars...... More than 30 ......"

Rumba leaned back in his chair, stretched out his right hand, and slowly began to count:

"Is it Tormund I, the 'King of Revival' who fought alone for ten years and vowed to return to the country in a desperate situation?"

"Is it John I the Blackeye, who opened up the territory and fought with Nunn I around Overwatch?"

"Or the 'Red King' John II, and the wrath of the king who wiped out the entire Duchy of Bled in a month?"

"Was it Kessel II the 'Far Sail' who broke the Humble fleet in the Second Great 6 War?"

"Queen Ariga, the only woman to rule the stars as a woman and take Coldcastle from Exeter?"

"Or is it Midil IV, the 'Oath Keeper' who is brave and brave, who swears to the death and keeps his covenant with Sarah?"

"Oh, or else, Eddie II, the 'King of Perenni' who has ruled longer than Nunn, and whose country is solid, and who has not had any trouble except for his last year? ”

Rumba spoke as he observed the expressions of several archdukes.

But he didn't see anything—the Grand Dukes didn't even pay attention to the small movements of their faces.

Rumba sneered sarcastically, "No, it can't be, right?"

After a few seconds, he sighed disapprovingly.

"Okay," Lomba narrowed his eyes, "the star king I remember the most......"

The eyes of several grand dukes narrowed slightly.

I only heard Rumba and he said lightly: "Mindis Bright Star III." ”

When the Grand Duke of Trudida heard this, his expression moved slightly: "Could it be that ......?"

Rumba nodded slowly.

"That's right," Grand Duke Heisha said lightly, his eyes full of complicated emotions: "One hundred and fifty years ago, the Min Dith III who experienced the Fourth Great 6 War. ”

He said softly:

"The 'virtuous king'. ”

(End of chapter)