The hummingbird-like red sandalwood burned slowly, and red sparks shone in the bird's eyes. The sun-shaped white jade furnace gradually warmed up, and wafted out wisps of deep fragrance. In the coach's tent, the generals were thinking about each other, with solemn expressions.
Dignified, as if enveloped by divine power.
Hearing Natalie's statement, Shulot nodded with satisfaction. The devout Divine Blessing Legion is an extremely sharp obsidian dagger. With the support of their faith, they can launch fearless and powerful attacks, but they are also easy to break. These
The Divine Blessing Warriors have lost thousands of people, but the remaining warriors are still mentally stable and can participate in fierce field battles and sieges.
At this point in the military meeting, the generals in the tent each led an army. After all the reports were completed, they were waiting on both sides. Only Bertard was injured and recuperating, and the longbowmen were temporarily without a leader. Xuellot personally commanded the five hundred jaguars.
Warriors, a thousand longbow guards battalion, and fifteen hundred royal longbow warriors, a total of three thousand elites. These elites always follow the Black Wolf's flag and are used with caution. They can be regarded as the marshal's personal troops.
.
The young commander looked around and saw that the current situation of every unit of the Northern Army of Mexico was clear. Then, he thought deeply and silently calculated the overall strength and provisions.
The northern wooden fortress and the Otopan Army were crossed out together. The river mouth fortress has 5,500 warriors guarding the city and nearly 5,000 naval troops. The Huayamo Fortress gathers the main force of the northern army and has 12,000 capable warriors.
, eight thousand pike regiments, as well as longbow hunters, Otomi militia, various canine tribes, and Tarasco surrender troops, totaling more than twelve thousand militiamen.
Based on this calculation, there are more than 30,000 troops on the Huayamo front line, of which 20,000 are trustworthy elites!
The logistics of the army came from the mouth of the northern river. The food was first transported by water to the southernmost shore of Lake Quiceo, and then transferred on land. The whole journey of the food road took about four days, which was not a long time. The army successively captured two key fortresses, starting from the Tarascans.
A large amount of grain was seized in his hands. Now, the grain stored on the front line can feed 30,000 people for two months. And the dry season will last for another three months. The grain loss in the fortress is not large, and the amount of grain stored is also within a safe range!
Thinking of this, Shulot opened the curtain of the big tent. In the fresh wind, he looked to the south again, with burning desire in his eyes and fierce pride in his chest.
"The royal capital of Tarasco, the prosperous Qincongcan City, is more than a hundred miles away in the south! I want to move the army south, surround the enemy's capital, and cut off the food routes of the royal army of Tarasco! One battle will decide the world.
, do the generals have any objections?!"
Hearing this, Toltec was the first to come out of the queue and shouted loudly.
"Your Highness, I, the black wolf Toltec, am willing to be the vanguard of the army!"
Natalie took a step slower and responded solemnly.
"Praise the Lord God and die for God! The Divine Blessing Legion is willing to be the vanguard!"
Barda opened his mouth, but remembered that His Highness had arranged for him to garrison the fortress. He paused for a moment and then whispered.
"Your Highness, the royal warriors are the most elite, and Barda is willing to be the vanguard!"
Shulot laughed loudly. He waited for a moment, but the call for battle ended there. The three most trusted generals were silent. The young commander looked back. His teacher Orosh looked worried, and the veteran Etalik touched his chin.
Monkey Kuruka's eyes flickered, and the three of them were thinking about something at the same time.
After a while, Orosh, who had the closest relationship and the most special status, spoke first.
"Your Highness, as the army moves south, how many people will be left behind at Huayamo Fortress?"
Shulot had already made a plan and said with a smile.
"Two to three thousand warriors and three to four thousand militiamen are enough to defend it!"
"The Chapala Army is in Sacapu State, which is only a week away from here. They have 30,000 members, and it is estimated that one-third of them are warriors who can fight. If they attack with a whole army, surround the fortress, and cut off our army's food routes, they will
What should I do?”
Orosh asked worriedly.
"He has to attack! If the 30,000 Chapala Army hides in Sacapu State, the army will really have no way to defeat them for a while... I will leave a new type of wood in the Huayamo Fortress.
Artillery to assist in defense. As long as they come and attack the fortress, I will lead the army back and completely defeat them in one fell swoop!"
"What if they remain cautious and just send troops to harass and continuously attack our food roads?"
"The fortress's food route only lasts a few days, so we can try our best to maintain it. The Royal Tarasco Legion in the south has more people and less food! They are fighting with the main force of the Southern Army of the Alliance. The battle area is already a white field, and their logistics relies entirely on the lake area.
Supply. As long as the food route at Patzquali is cut off for one to two months, the Tarasco royal army in the south will inevitably collapse without a fight! By then, the main force of the southern alliance will break through the strong fortress group in one fell swoop, and the Tarascans will
There will no longer be any danger to defend, and the world will be settled from now on!"
Xiulote has a plan in mind. He has been thinking about it for a long time, and this is the fastest plan! It is difficult to attack the fortified city of Qincongcan, but the defenders are unable to fight. As long as they are surrounded without attacking, they can also cut off Patscua dozens of miles to the southeast.
The food transportation here... Before April, the two western expedition armies will be able to meet in the royal capital of Tarasco for the final siege!
Hearing this, Orosh was speechless for a moment. Etalik, who had been silent for a long time, slowly opened his mouth and asked in a deep voice.
"Your Highness, if King Suangua of Tarasco abandons the southern fortress and directly leads his army back, what will happen to our army?"
Shulot laughed loudly. He said with a smile.
"Then we will wait on his way back and cut off his return! At that time, the Royal Tarasco army will retreat in a hurry, with the pursuing southern Mexican army behind and the blocking northern Mexican army in front.
In one battle, his entire army will be wiped out!"
Then, the young commander sighed with some longing.
"If we can capture the king of Tarasco, we may be able to surrender the city of Qinchongcan and decide the world without a fight! The prosperous Patzcuaro Lake District is in decline. If everything goes well, we can still make up for this year's spring plowing!"
Hearing His Highness's emotion, Monkey Kuruka raised his head and stared at His Highness's sincere face, with a bright light shining in his eyes. The veteran Etalik paused for a moment. He looked around at the generals around him, and his eyes became solemn.
Then, he spoke softly.
"Your Highness is merciful! But, Your Highness, what if the Confederate Army does not appear in time? What if we are the only one to face the returning Royal Tarasco Army? What if the Chapala Army from the northwest also arrives at this time?...
By that time, the Northern Army was alone and deep, with reinforcements hundreds of miles away. There were the Royal Tarasco Army in front of us, and the Chapala reinforcements behind us. We were the ones who were destroyed in the first battle!"
Hearing this, Shulot was startled for a moment. He looked at the veteran Etalik. The loyal Holy City warrior lowered his head in salute, and lay on the ground in solemn silence.
The young commander stood quietly, feeling the veteran's unfinished thoughts. At this moment, the passion in his chest had not been extinguished, but he felt a little cold. It was like a cold bath in winter, suddenly pouring on his body, and the heat and cold alternated instantly, making him feel cold.
People feel sad.
Barda thought for a while and then reacted suddenly. His eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief.
"His Royal Highness is a branch of the royal family, the king's nephew, the king's son-in-law, and the heir to the alliance! His Highness has a long-standing reputation and a virtuous name. He was victorious all the way to the Western Expedition and was even more famous. All the warriors were convinced! The king who is good at fighting personally
If the Confederate Army is in charge, it will definitely pursue the enemy in time and travel all night to come to the rescue, so how can it allow the Northern Army to be surrounded?!"
Shulot's face was expressionless and he didn't speak. After a while, he looked at Natalie from the God's Blessing Legion and stared at the other person's right hand on his neck.
Seeing this scene in front of him, the young captain of the Otomi Army flashed his eyes and thought deeply. With the trust of His Highness, he was one step ahead of the poet Parramo and entered the top decision-making level of the Mexica Alliance. Then,
His eyes met His Highness's indifferent eyes, and his body suddenly became cold.
At this moment, Natalie's soul was blessed with a sudden inspiration. He finally let go of the sun amulet in his hand, put his hands on the ground, and hung his forehead on the ground, using the traditional method of the Otomi people to pay allegiance to His Royal Highness.
"Your Highness, Natalie of Hilotepec pledges allegiance to you! Fight for the gods and die for you!"
Natalie said sincerely. On his young face, piety and sincerity blended together, like a winding vine, looking for the sacred tree to rest everything on.
Shulot looked at the other person's face, stood silent for a moment, and nodded slowly.
"Natalie, under the witness of the Lord God, I accept your allegiance and promise you a bright future!"
Then, Shulot took a step forward, calmly pulled out the obsidian dagger from his waist, and swung it at Natalie who was lying on the ground. He cut off half of the opponent's hair, threw it into the bonfire in the corner, and slowly lifted the opponent up.
The burnt smell spreads in the air, mixing with the distant sandalwood, creating an inexplicable solemnity.
There was silence in the big tent for a while, and the generals also watched silently. They stared at the two people in the center until the sudden allegiance ceremony ended and Natalie was officially accepted.
Barda had a complicated look on his face and remained silent. Only then did the monkey Kuruka speak up, opening up the serious topic.
"During a march and a battle, it is difficult to determine what happens. The military situation is constantly changing, and it is difficult to coordinate the march on time. If the Royal Tarascan army leaves a rear warrior to die, it can indeed rely on the last fortress to hinder the south.
The march of the legion. After the fortress is captured, the southern legion may need to rest, or may be short of food and find it difficult to advance... Your Highness, our army went south to besiege the city in an attempt to win a quick victory, but it is a bit risky after all!"
"Spring farming begins in May. We can first organize civilians and militia, distribute food seeds, and resume farming in the controlled area. These actions to resume farming, no matter how effective they are, will definitely unite the hearts of the civilians in Tarasco. Just like His Highness just said
Mentioned, draw them to our side and become our friends!"
Hearing this, Shulot's expression softened and he nodded. He smiled slightly, looked at the monkey Kuruka, and praised deeply.
"Monkey, you are indeed smart!"
Afterwards, the young commander fell into deep thought. He recalled the admonitions of the generals and re-evaluated the development of the situation and the responses of all parties. After a while, he made a decision and spoke loudly.
"What the generals said makes sense! Since a quick victory is hard to come by, the army needs to be cautious. Food on the frontline must be hoarded, the strength of the warriors must be concentrated, and the number of militiamen must be reduced! Dispatch the remaining four thousand Otomi militiamen and station them at the mouth of the river.
The fortress is under the command of the deputy marshal!"
If victory cannot be achieved quickly, the fortress at the mouth of the river must be defended carefully. Currently, there are only the royal warriors of Tepopolo and the private soldiers of the nobles from the western city-states in the fortress. Shulot then handed over the Otomi militia to his father as his direct force.
, strengthen the defense of the fortress. This will reduce food consumption on the front line on the one hand, and maintain the balance of forces among all parties in the river mouth fortress on the other hand.
"Deploy Ezpan's five thousand Tarasco troops to surrender, go to the river mouth fortress and Huayamo, and station on the spot. Order him to clean up the noble estates everywhere, collect food and supplies, and maintain the order of governance in the controlled area! Allowed
He promotes auxiliary police officers from local civilians, and the list needs to be reviewed by the deputy marshal of the Bayou Fortress!"
After thinking for a moment, Hulot ordered again. Tarasco's troops were on the front line, and there were always some hidden dangers. Since they were not in a hurry to go south for the time being, they were transferred to the rear to further clean up the area and increase their loyalty.
After nearly 10,000 militiamen leave, the food pressure on the front line will be greatly reduced, and the elite warrior corps will also be more flexible, able to march quickly and attack hundreds of miles.
"Send hundreds of Jaguar warriors to spy on the movements of the Northwestern Chapala Army at any time! Determine their specific proportion of warriors, possible march routes, and find a suitable location for an ambush! Let Anatri leave half of the navy to ensure that they
Around the Quetzeo Lake area, the warrior legions can be mobilized quickly!"
After calming down, Shulot's priority target shifted from the royal capital in the south and the royal army further south to the Chapala reinforcements in the northwest. This army has a size of 30,000 and is the last one in the north of Tarasco.
A field corps was also the biggest threat to the Northern Army's retreat. He thought for a moment and continued to give the order.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Contact the dispatched northern caravan and continue to encourage the Guamar dog descendants to go south and harass the Chapala Lake area! I will provide them with a new batch of supplies. Next, they will
Mobilize all your forces, the bigger the canine invasion, the better! Send another envoy to take a detour from the canine in the north, contact the Tekos North Tribe, and inform them: the main army in the lake area has left, and the local Tarasco
People are at their weakest! The Mexican Federation is willing to ally with them and divide the Lake Chapala area equally!"
Then, Shulot put his hands on his back and stared at the vast south. There was the plain of the Lake District, which was endless and easy to march. Until Sitacuaro in the southeast, there were rolling hills and mountains.
The young man thought for a moment and decided again.
"Even if the army cannot go south and completely cut off the food supply of King Tarasco's army, it cannot make their food route smooth! Toltec, replenish your troops as soon as possible, and then lead the longbow militia south to raid the food outside Patzquali
transportation!"
"Yes! Black Wolf Toltec will never let the Wolf King down!"
After getting the opportunity to lead the expedition alone, Toltec was in high spirits, with excitement on his face and a murderous intent.
"Hei Lang, you mainly focus on harassment, don't fight to the death, pay attention to reconnaissance! I will allocate you another hundred elite jaguars, keep in touch with Huayamo at all times! If Qin Congcan's enemy troops show signs of dispatch, quickly
Report back to me quickly. If you really detect the royal army coming from the south, attack first, roughly determine the strength of the troops, and then evacuate quickly. Don't be reluctant to fight!"
"Your Highness, follow your will!"
Toltec's expression became serious, he bowed his head deeply and made a solemn promise.
Shulot stretched out his hand and patted Black Wolf on the shoulder. Then, he looked around at everyone solemnly and gave an order loudly.
"The rest of the warriors in the army should rest patiently, recharge their batteries, and wait for the fighter plane to arrive!"
Upon hearing the marshal's decision, all the generals bowed their heads at the same time and agreed with a loud voice!
This chapter has been completed!