Kujit's new Khan (II)

Somewhere in the northern county of Ruierdian

The crisp sound of horse hooves seemed particularly clear in the quiet night, getting closer and closer. In the shadowy darkness, teams of cavalry swept across the earth like a gust of wind, leaving unseen dust.

The sound of horse hooves awakened the small animals around, setting off the cold of the first n, and the wild birds that were frightened were looking for a place to hide.

However, the cavalry remained at a high level of silence. Many people bent over and pressed tightly with the horse's backs. Some of the cavalry, who were skilled and brave, simply fell asleep against the horse's backs and allowed the war horses to follow the large army.

When it was about to dawn, the sky seemed very dark. It was originally a night with the moon and stars. At this time, there was no light. Only half an hour later,

The darkness before dawn gradually passed, and the dawn slowly opened the prelude to the darkness of the earth. The faint light gradually illuminated the black armor on the cavalry and the white thorn on the mouth.

This is the cavalry of Wikia n the cavalry of Wikia's Third Cavalry Regiment.

This is a quiet morning. The sun shines on the ground, the cold air exudes a sweet smell. The green grass buds in the wild seem to grow a lot taller overnight. The golden grass straightens its stems from the hard frozen soil, allowing its pale yellow petals to bathe in the warm winter sun as much as possible.

"Tata Tower"

The famous Wikia Falcon Cavalry lined up in four queues, carefully and slowly crossed a undulating hill. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, occasionally mixed with the neighing of war horses and the collision and friction of metal vests.

The black armor lined up into several fast-moving black lines, shining with a dark luster under the golden light of the sun. The dense cavalry formation continued to emerge on the high hills. From a distance, it looked like a block suddenly appeared in the black walls in the hilly areas.

"Everyone is moving forward!"

Varisian, the commander of the Third Cavalry of Wikia, was on a hill to sing horses.

Seeing the convex flag raised by the flag-holder in front of him, the Wikian cavalry held the horses on the top of the mountain, the sharp spears in their hands drooped, and the terrifying light shining like snow. The bursting mountain wind passed through their queues, and the smell of blood spread in the wind.

The convex flag leader Varisian was ordered to look at the scene in front of him with unconcealed surprise on his lips

"Are you sure the direction of Khan Kujit's escape is really here?" Varision turned his head with an ugly face and asked Kuhnb, the deputy who was looking for a map.

The peaceful and peaceful scene in front of him forced him to doubt whether he was following the wrong direction.

From the Green Corridor to the northern border of Ruierdian, Varision's Third Cavalry Flag Regiment is like a turtle that never lets go, following the escaped Khan King Sceali. The two sides entangled many times along the way, entangled again and again. The battle for many days made him seem to have forgotten the original appearance of this world è

After fighting along the way, the Khan King Ssai Ali, who had already lost his strength, almost half of his sharpest 5,000 Royal Guards, and then he got rid of the pursuers at a fork in the road near Molin.

On the third day after discovering the loss of the target, the Khan horse team escaped on the east side of the Morin Valley, Jorcien was found. After searching all day, he crossed the ridge in front of him.

"Sir, I think we're on the road." Adjutant Kuhnb took out the military map from the package, carefully identified it for a while, and then responded with a hesitation. He pointed to the distant plain innocently.

"Because of the mountain encounters with the Coogit cavalry many times, we have deviated from the road marked on the map. If the direction is not wrong, we should now be somewhere on the east side of the Molin Valley. There is a hill on the map, and it is obviously not here in front of us."

"Nonsense, can't I even tell the difference between the hills and the plains?" Varycien glared at him dissatisfiedly, and raised his head again to look at a shimmering river in the distance. What opened their eyes was a large plain. Going forward along the river channel, you could see a town shrouded in gorgeous light.

On the cliff behind the town, an old but majestic castle is standing there resolutely, the golden morning light shining on the side of the castle, leaving a long golden silhouette.

The broken wall is built with white grey stone unique to nearby hills, with pointed tops, round and smooth bases, a top suspension bridge lay on the road between the castle cliff and the outside, and below is a towering life. A typical fortress castle that is not open to thousands of people. The bumpy surface outside the wall is covered with the vicissitudes of time.

A strange lord flag was flying at the top of the castle. Although it could not be distinguished from the rich, one thing is certain, this is not the three-star battle flag of the Kujits. The biggest possibility is that it accidentally entered the area of ​​the lord of Ruierdian.

"No matter what, we ran 200 miles in full armed seven hours. Everyone was exhausted. If we really met the Kujits, everyone would be in trouble."

Varision raised his head and looked at the sun above his head, waved to the messenger behind him, and ordered loudly

"Send plainclothes scouts to the town ahead to figure out our location as quickly as possible. If possible, let them ask as much detail as possible. I suspect the Coojits may be hiding somewhere here."

"Yes, I also think it's suspicious. Compared with other northern regions, it seems too calm." Adjutant Kuente said with emotion, rolling up the wrinkled map to the guards around him.

The guards were not from the southern part of Wikia. They were recruited from the original north for a short time. They didn't know much about the way the cavalry troops fought, and they were even more uncomfortable with long-term horse riding. The continuous journey of the night made them very tired. Many people seemed to have to get bleeding from their crotch, and they were walking in a very painful way.

"No one expected that King Kujit would be so timid, not even a decent collision, and every time he ran away, he was touching," Varision rubbed the sweat on his forehead hard and said slowly.

He was a real nomadic people. He was originally a Saxon on the northern border. Later, when the fat man formed the guard cavalry, he joined the cavalry team of Samor. Because of his maneuvering and flexible combat, he was deeply appreciated by Salon. As the Northern Army formed a cavalry unit, Salon was appointed as the commander of the Third Cavalry Flag Regiment.

This time Salon recommended that he was responsible for pursuing Khan of Kujit this time. He was attracted by his flexible tactical style. He happened to be the nemesis of the quick tactics of the Kujit cavalry. In fact, this is the case. With the siege of the scattered team and the hard-to-fight tactics, the Khan King Szeal, who has always regarded himself as brave, felt helpless. He could only be cut off his broken tail again and again.

He had long been accustomed to this long journey. Seeing the pain of others, he couldn't help feeling proud. In fact, from the actual performance, the Kersons did have innate advantages in horseback combat, otherwise the fat man would not have used the Saxons to form his original cavalry.

"Sir, do you say the Coogit Rangers need a rest like us?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to rectify the supplies, the deputy Kuente sat down next to Varision, looked at the soldiers around who started breakfast while resting. Suddenly he thought of something and asked curiously.

"Haha, the simple nomadic cavalry requires almost no logistics."

Varisian smiled and took a handed dry mouth from the guards, chewing it while vaguely saying, "Each of them has three horses, two for rotation riding, and the third for carrying some simple supplies. They can rush on the road day and night, but horses are not because they fight with us, and even these reserve horses are thrown away, they may have run away long ago."

"Is that so? Then do you say that if they have lost their supplies, will they come to this town to replenish supplies?" Hearing this, the deputy Kuant suddenly looked up at the distant plain and said in a voice, "I have carefully observed the entire hills, except for the large towns here that can be used for replenishing supplies. I think we just need to wait here, and the Kujtes will come here by themselves."

"Yeah? You mean we're setting up an ambush here and waiting for them?"

Varision, who was chewing the dry cow vigorously in his mouth, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, looked at the quiet and beautiful scenery in the distance, and said suspiciously

"But this does not mean that the Cooji did not pass here before us? If that were the case, we would not only delay the pursuit, but also take precious time."

"The Kujits are not a good man," said the adjutant Kuant, a smile on his lips. "I have never heard that there is such a peaceful place where the Kujit cavalry passes."

"Well, there is some reason, but the town is surrounded by plains. There are so many cavalrymen, and there is no place to hide." Varysian pondered for a while, nodded and said.

"Why do you need to hide?" Adjutant Kuente shrugged and looked around and said, "I think it's good here. The terrain is high and flat. As long as the situation occurs in the town, we can calmly encircle outside the town, and even if the enemy puts wings on it, we can't escape."

Soon, the scout who went to the town to investigate brought back news about the area. The majestic castle in front was called Twalinburg, which was established three hundred years ago. At that time, the Kingdom of Ruierdian was an era of striving to expand its territory to the north. The talented and magnificent King of Ruierdian Emperor Hakkacis led an army of 60,000 and had just completed the war to conquer the Luotu people in the north.

In order to resist the threat of the Kujits in the north, Kyoto, located in Saint Rudaks in the south-central region, was forcibly moved to the land that had just been conquered. In addition to demonstrating his courage, he also expressed his desire to restore the glory of the Millennium Empire.

The plain area north of Paravin was in chaos just now because of the war. Emperor Hakaschi awarded a large number of new lords. This method can be used to consolidate the rule of Ruierdian over this area.

As the frontier fortresses backed by West Coojit, Emperor Hakaschi personally sent people to build his command point in the north in the northern county, which is the northernmost, and then named it "Twalinburg" "Reldian's words as "the place where the sun shines".

Unfortunately, the fateful man, in the three years after the construction of this castle, the wise and magnificent Emperor Hakaschi competed with the Ruddians in the south for the Rudd Fort, but after a period of relapse, he suddenly fell from the horse's back into the river that was only knee-high.

The emperor was 65 years old at that time, and was still wearing a heavy knight armor of dozens of kilograms. When the servants rushed to rescue him from the river, the emperor had already suffocated and died of suffocation because the ice on the river surface poured back into the lungs. This was the first and last time for the Ruierdian, who was so close to the heartland of the Rude people.

Because of the taboo of the emperor's death, this magnificent castle with the meaning of sunshine was allocated by the royal family to an unknown little lord.

"You said this is Twalinburg, the northern county of Ryerdian. "When you heard the scout's report, the deputy Kuent took the map from the guards and soon found the exact location on the map, which was a concave point near the northern border of Ryerdian.

From a geographical perspective, it is the entrance to the Great Plain in the central Ruierdian from the northwest. It is no wonder that King Kujit was going to escape here. As long as he could safely enter the central Ruierdian plain, then the fish would return to the sea and the eagle would fly in the sky. He had nowhere to look for it if he wanted to find it.

Kuente's finger clicked on the map, and his voice was a little excited and said, "If it was the scope of the Northern County of Ruierdian, it would be absolutely right. I heard that the Kugenites almost signed a contract with the Ruierdian to ced the three northern counties last time. For this reason, the Kugenites have taken special care of their tribes. They are not allowed to rob the three northern counties unless they have to. No wonder other places have beaten the sky, and they still look calm and peaceful here."

"So, the Kujits may not rob here to replenish supplies." Hearing Kuant's words, Varysian frowned, finally got an excellent opportunity, but he didn't expect to lose it again

"No, their "Adminton Kuente's face is very sure," I can fortress, if the Coogetes are nearby, they will definitely rob here, because they have an insurmountable obstacle, which will definitely gain something this time. There is no reason to say that we can go, and the Coogetes will not go, maybe we really run ahead of them."

"An obstacle that cannot be overcome?" Varycien looked over with a sleepy face.

"Yes, because they have no money, the war horses can eat grass for a while. Can people also go to the hinterland of Ruierdian for several days without waiting, and do not rob? Can they still sell weapons and buy them, so they are not Kujits?"

Adjutant Kuente raised his head and laughed

"You guy's mouth is still so bad."

When the adjutant Kuente said the funny thing, Varisionva also smiled. The young adjutant was all good, but sometimes he liked to talk nonsense. However, I heard that he was a member of a great northern nobleman, and later he joined the Southern Legion of Samor. It was probably the same as himself, and he hated Kyoto at that time.

Varision turned and loudly ordered the cavalry around him, "Notify all squadrons that the horses should not be removed from their armor, and the weapons should not be left behind, and be prepared to enter the battle at any time."

Hearing the order of the flag commander, the cavalry who had already sat on the ground stood up one after another, hung the vests that had been removed from the ground again, placed the black saddle on the horse's back, and tied them tightly on the horse's cross section with their hands.

Except for the Wikia Guards, other ordinary cavalry use iron buckles and vests. Because there is no tool that can winch iron wire, craftsmen use iron to water it like a made-up thorn. This vest weighs more than half lighter than other countries' hanger armor. It has an average protection ability for frontal sprints, but it can effectively resist arrow clusters or horizontal slashing.

The fat man designed this way, which was aimed at the scimitar and sharp arrows of the left guard cavalry of Coojit. As for encountering the real heavy cavalry, the fat man never encouraged his light cavalry to meet the opponent's heavy cavalry.

High maneuverability and powerful assault ability are the cavalry needed by the fat man. As for heavy cavalry like tanks, the fat man prefers to use the crossbow of the Wiki's army formation to deal with it. That is a big killer weapon that goes upside down. Once the heavy cavalry charges, there is no room for brakes. If a few falls in front, it will often cause the entire queue to be trapped.

Everything is ready,

"To be honest, it's so beautiful here. If it weren't for war, I wouldn't have destroyed it."

After some inspection, Varision sat down on a rock again, holding his own flag commander's sword in his hand, staring at the town in the distance, murmured in his mouth

The big plain in front of you is like a big map, dotted with vegetable gardens, pastures and gardens, the wrong ditches and rivers, the wind-moving hyacinths and purple Roland grass on the hillside, like a beautiful big group, exuding the vitality of life

In the dark fields, you can see some spots of yellow ā, windmills slowly turning in the breeze, clustered farmhouses, colorful scattered villages, roofs tilted with storks,

Varision looked at all the dream scenes and suddenly felt a tangle in his heart. The plain town in front of him reminded him of his former hometown.

If it weren't for the Coojit, I might have been hunting in a forest with a backer. Varysian's eyes were slightly red, and he held the sword's hand, and felt a little trembling for the first time.

Because he knew that what he was doing now was waiting for the Kujits' butcher knife to destroy all this

"Sir, do you know, this place looks like my home." At this time, the adjutant Kuent also walked over from the side and sat down beside him, recalling with a look of memory, "If it weren't for the damn Kugent, it wasn't for the war to destroy the entire clan, I might be sitting on the balcony of a small castle and writing love to my beautiful cousin...】@!!
Chapter completed!