From far to near, the rapid sound of horse hooves filled the ears like rolling thunder, and the raised dust covered the sun and sky.
I anxiously urged the troops to move forward, faster, faster!
On the second day after leading the troops into the Sibia Empire, we encountered the first group of rebels. Although compared to the 70,000 troops in our two legions, this small group of enemy troops who started to cause rebellion in advance was nothing.
But in the following days, frequent encounters with rebels caused the troops' marching speed to plummet.
I am very angry. If this continues, even if I can fight all the way to the Holy Capital City, I am afraid it will be too late.
At this time, an accidental incident inspired me - a reconnaissance detachment of the Second Guards Regiment encountered at least one regiment of rebels during a pre-surprise reconnaissance. As a result, this rebel army was composed of former divine coalition forces.
Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away. Because this reconnaissance team was still wearing armor captured by the demon alliance!
When I received this news, I carefully weighed the pros and cons, and finally ordered the entire army to put away the flags of the Dark Province, disguised as a demon alliance, and marched towards the Holy Capital at full speed!
All the equipment of the Demonic Alliance Army was concentrated and handed over to the vanguard and rearguard troops. The large and small military flags of the Demonic Alliance Army were also pulled out from all corners by the logistics officers and hung on the flagpoles to see the light of day again. In addition, our army was fully equipped with horses. It was really
It is in line with the style of the Demonic Alliance Army of "coming like thunder and going like lightning".
Now most of the weapons and equipment of the soldiers under my command come from the Demon Alliance. In the Battle of Tucheng, many flags of the Demon Alliance were captured. All the horses are the property of the Demon Alliance. They dress up vividly. When encountering close provinces
When there are troops, my intelligence system will notify them in advance, and when they encounter rebels, they will rush over with murderous intent!
As for the rebels, firstly, they were defeated by the Demonic Alliance. Secondly, they were frightened by the fact that our "Demonally Alliance" broke the agreement and joined the Divine Alliance. Thirdly, the Sibia Empire
It's not a land worth protecting with their lives... so they often choose to give up fighting with us. Even if there is resistance, it is symbolic.
The effect of my move was surprisingly good!
We were originally the army of the Sibia Empire and were very familiar with the domestic situation. Wherever there were munitions warehouses and where there were pastures, we would stop for a while. All the troops moved around, and the vanguard troops were in the afternoon of the sixth day.
It has arrived four hundred miles away from the Holy Capital.
This speed is quite astonishing. We traveled almost 1,200 miles from the border to the inland in six days!
And that night, the first intelligence about the rebellion in the Holy City came back.
Seeing the tears in Mafa's eyes, I almost fell off the horse.
"Boss, the Holy City... is no longer ours." Mafa said in a rare sad tone: "His Majesty Creamer Shamai and Queen Nasher Funa died for their country at dawn the day before yesterday!"
"Are you sure?" When I heard this, I was completely stunned. It took me a long time to react: "Where is Fichet?"
"The news about His Majesty and his wife is certain...but His Highness Fichet is missing. There are rumors that he left the Holy City before the rebellion."
I tried my best to control my emotions, took a deep breath, relaxed my fisted hands, and asked Mafa: "Who is presiding over the rebellion?"
"It's the Left Prime Minister! The Left Prime Minister Luman led his troops into the palace... I don't know where the troops came from. They are quite powerful in combat. In addition, there are troops from other empires attacking the Holy Capital."
"Luman...what else can he do?"
"On the second day after the situation in the Holy Capital was calmed down, he sent several troops out of the Holy Capital in the same direction."
"Will he send troops out at this time?" I slapped my head hard: "Is he going to arrest Fichet?"
"Yes... I think so too." Mafa answered me: "Then do we have to change the marching route? How will Fichet react after hearing about the rebellion in the Holy City? I'm worried that he will turn around and go back to find it. Prime Minister Zuo fights for his life!"
"We should believe Fichet. He is not an impulsive person. Besides, there are two uncles, Wilbur and Tenasi, by his side. These two uncles will not let Fichet act recklessly..." I held my hand tightly. He thought twice before saying: "It is meaningless for us to go to the Holy Capital now. We should turn around immediately... I will lead the first legion to bypass the Holy Capital and kill them along the road from the Holy Capital to the Dark Moon! You go Tell Geert that he wants his second legion to inquire about Fichet's information outside the Holy Capital and harass the rebels. They must prevent the rebels from shrinking in the Holy Capital within these few days. Everything is based on Fichet's safety. Purpose!"
"yes!"
"Tell Geert that after the Holy City was captured by the enemy, it is no longer the capital of Sbia... You can go ahead and do it without any scruples!" I added: "But be careful, after receiving my order, you will Evacuate immediately!"
"I know, I'll go right away!"
The first legion immediately turned around and advanced in several directions, heading towards the Holy Capital's first transportation artery to the Dark Moon.
After several days and nights of rapid progress, I have arrived one after another, packed up two troops sent by the Left Prime Minister to pursue Fichet, and am pursuing the third one with all my strength. According to the confession of the prisoners, the Left Prime Minister has not yet been able to In order to get Fichet, he sent a total of four troops and offered a bounty of 500,000 gold coins.
There are still seven or eight days to go before the dark moon, and my heart becomes heavier and heavier. If Fichet cannot be rescued in time... I can't imagine the consequences.
"Sir!" A war horse neighed and stopped beside me. The messenger on the horse had dust on his face: "Sir! I found about 20,000 troops in front of me surrounding a small castle. It seems they want to attack!"
"Do you know who is in the castle?"
"I don't know yet!" the messenger replied loudly: "But the intelligence said that the people under the castle are rebels!"
"Kill the rebels under the castle!" I gave the order coldly: "Send the Winged Scouts to contact the people in the castle!"
"yes!"
I waved my hand and the troops switched from marching to fighting.
First, dozens of messengers rushed everywhere carrying flaming red flags. The flaming red ones were battle flags. Then ten light carriages lined up behind me. Each carriage had a war drum and two horns.
With a wave of his hand, the heads of the ten war drums vibrated together, and the song "Hunting" in the ten movements sounded again. This is the rhythm that I modified. It sounds exciting and majestic. The neat and majestic drum sound is like beating in everyone's heart. The sound is the same.
Under the guidance of the drums, two regiments on the left and right quickly jumped in, and two more regiments followed the drums' orders to go around and outflank the retreat. My Chinese army was slightly behind...
The entire formation is like the hands of a giant, tightly trapping the rebels inside. This formation has been used many times on the road, and each unit is very familiar with the drills. I don't believe that the 20,000 rebels can
Escape!
The troops acted in regiments and did not rush to attack the rebels in chaos. Instead, they completed the overall encirclement of the rebels amidst the sound of drums, horns, and horse hooves.
I stationed my horse on a hillside, and behind me was the military flag of the second theater of the Demon Alliance. Three or four miles away, there was a small pocket-shaped castle isolated in the wilderness. Judging from its size, it should be somewhere
It was built by a nobleman for vacation!
"Report to the commander." The staff officer said to me: "The regiments are already in place!"
"Start." I nodded.
The first to appear were nearly a hundred teams of Rangers. They rushed into the encirclement from all angles and galloped around in it.
The rebel troops were fleeing for their lives. Judging from their scattered formations, they had no intention of resisting. The encirclement was relatively large before, so they could run around freely. After the encirclement gradually took shape, they cruised around
Our rangers on the battlefield are the first to attack the lone rebels. After the large number of scattered enemy troops are collected, they will find that it may be safer to get together and escape.
The Rangers were all experienced Dark Moon regular light cavalry. They were in teams of ten, armed with spears and crossbows, and chased the scattered rebels like hunting animals.
How could the infantry on foot outrun the horses? Amidst the wailing sounds, most of the rebel soldiers were pierced by crossbow arrows and fell to the ground. The ones who were not shot down by crossbow arrows were even worse. The rangers who were rushed up used their spears to kill them.
…
Amidst the continuous screams, the rebels quickly gathered spontaneously and formed three "groups". The reason why they were called so was because they simply crowded together without any active and effective defense.
The rangers completed their mission and withdrew from the battlefield one after another, leaving the large troops behind to take over the attack. The drum beat behind me changed, and all the regiments on the front line were divided into pieces and attacked the rebels in battalion units.
This is the real battle.
The soldiers in front held war bows and fired the first batch of feather arrows at the scattered rebels. The timing of shooting the arrows and the cooperation of each team were just right, so that there would be neither too many arrows missing nor too many arrows missing.
There will be a waste of more than ten arrows being hit by an enemy.
Speaking of which, these bows and arrows are really good things. As long as they can maintain a certain density, their lethality is terrifying. A well-trained battalion can destroy the same number of enemies with five volleys. And in the past ten days of long-distance attacks,
During the battle, the combat quality of my soldiers has been greatly improved. Although they are still a little unfamiliar with regular cavalry tactics, their bow and arrow and riding skills have been strengthened, and they are more than enough to deal with these small scenes.
A team of wingmen rose into the sky and flew towards the castle to contact the party being attacked by the rebels. But the battlefield below them was already boiling.
Countless rebels were shot by arrows, and the blood mist that spattered was brightly colored, like flowers with strange shapes blooming amidst the screams, dyeing the earth red, dyeing the wilderness red, and dyeing my eyes red.
…
They deserve it. Anyone who offends Mr. and Mrs. Creamer, I will not make it easy for him. Because your Majesty is not only my king, but also my elder and my relative.
The rebels suffered heavy casualties under the attack of bows and arrows, and their formation changed from a tight formation to a dispersed one. In a short period of time, I allowed the rebels to complete the process from dispersion to concentration and then to dispersion. They had no fighting spirit at all, and their combat effectiveness was the same as that of an unarmed army.
The farmers are almost the same.
The anger in my chest could not be suppressed, so I clapped my horse and walked forward to the formation of the assault troops that were ready to attack.
"Soldiers, you have gone through ten days of training and almost ten days of fighting. I can proudly say that you are already veterans." I spoke slowly, and the morning sun shone on my armor, reflecting
Show a little light: "And these people in front of you are the murderers of our country's subjects! They are also the sworn enemies of me, Cohen Keda! Now... I order you! Hold the weapons in your hands and use them in your own way.
Kill them!"
"Yes!" The neat answers formed a torrent and rolled in my ears.
I pulled out the black iron sword with a "swish" sound, and I shouted: "Assault... kill!"
"kill!"
All four Guards regiments rushed out, and after unfolding, they maintained an impact area of about half a mile wide. The sound of dense horse hooves was deafening, and the loud shouts of killing went straight into the sky!
The soldiers guided the reins with one hand and held a spear or sword tightly with the other hand. They constantly stimulated the horses with spurs mounted on their heels to increase the impact speed. They held their weapons flat, wrapped in the howling wind, with a biting murderous intent!
A trail of smoke and dust was pulled up behind me, and my soldiers merged into a giant wave of steel, rushing towards the rebels unstoppably!
Looking at this unstoppable iron army, the desperate rebels cried and ran for their lives. Everyone only hated Shaosheng's two legs... After a while, the rebels were overtaken, and those who fell at the end of the team were not picked up.
, just got knocked over!
Every time the sword was swung, the rebels fell to the ground, and every thrust was accompanied by the screams of the rebels. The rebel soldiers did not resist at all. In my eyes, they were just weak floating dust, which was instantly destroyed by the surging steel.
Swallowed by huge waves, it was destroyed in an instant.
Kill! I will kill all of you rebellious beasts! Cut your throats, and then trample you into pulp! I will use your blood and your lives to honor His Majesty and his wife!
I danced wildly with the black iron sword in my hand, the helmet on my head, the armor on my body, and even my face was spattered with blood. If it weren't for the responsibility of the coach that constrained me, I would have joined this rebellion more devotedly.
The army massacred me - in the end, Rock led a group of guards to surround me tightly.
The earth trembled under the hooves of the horses, and the god of death lingered on the battlefield. The assault team was like a hurricane, chasing the tail of the rebel team. Blood mist filled the air wherever they went, and the corpses of rebel soldiers were strewn across the field, and they died in various strange ways.
The enemy had no fighting spirit at all, and soon the battle came to an end, with only sporadic pursuits left on the battlefield.
"Sir!" A wingman officer flew to my side and shouted loudly: "We have found His Highness!"
"Fichet?" I leaned out suddenly and pulled him over with one hand: "Where is he?"
The Yiren officer was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a cry of surprise, but his hand was still pointing at the small castle.
I felt a burst of ecstasy, turned around and looked towards the castle, and found that one of my staff officers was already standing under the city gate with a group of soldiers, while another staff officer spurred on his horse and ran towards me.
"Sir...sir!" He rushed until I was close before reining in his horse, the excitement clearly showing on his face: "Your Highness, it's your Highness! Your Highness Fichet is unharmed!"
As soon as I heard that Fichet was okay, my throat was immediately blocked by something, and liquid flowed uncontrollably from my eyes.
After standing still for a moment, I tucked the horse's belly between my legs and ran towards the castle gate. The guards behind me hurriedly patted the horse to follow.
The soldiers under the castle dismounted and quickly cleared away the rebel corpses on the passage outside the door. The castle door had also been opened, and several figures walked to the city gate and stood still... There was Uncle Tenasi, and Wei.
Uncle Wilbur, and the man standing in front of Tenasi and Uncle Wilbur, who is it but Fishette!
Fifty steps away from the city gate, I jumped off the horse, threw my helmet aside, and strode towards Fichet, who was standing with a smile.
At this moment, looking at Fichet with good arms and legs in front of me, I didn’t know what to say. Although I had thousands of words in my heart, I didn’t know where to start... The ecstasy of seeing each other again after a long absence, the safety of my friend
The joy of my life, the sadness of the death of His Majesty and his wife, these emotions are all tumbling and mixed in my heart.
My hand moved... Fichet is already His Majesty, and our identities are no longer the same.
With a sound of "镪", our armors collided together, and Fichet had already hugged me tightly!
"Cohen! Well done." Fichet shouted loudly in my ear: "I knew you wouldn't die!"
"Fichet..." I said without fear, "I'm really afraid that I'll be late when I come back."
We separated and stared at each other for a long time. Fichet's face was a little haggard, and his eyes were red.
Patting me on the shoulder, Fichet moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, tears already overflowed from his eyes.
"It's good to see you're okay..." My throat was blocked again: "My brother!"
"I'm fine." Fichet finally spoke: "I'm just worried about you. My father and mother are gone. I can't lose you as a friend again..."
"Be strong! My brother." I looked into Fichet's eyes and said, "We all must live well so that we can avenge His Majesty. We must chop up Luman's bastard!"
"I will!" Fichet nodded vigorously: "Having you by my side is my biggest support."
"In that case, please call yourself the king." I said firmly: "Now, your majesty is the king of our Sibia Empire!"
"I..." Fichet hesitated for a moment, and then his eyes revealed a strong sadness.
"Your Majesty, no matter how sad we are, this is a fact." I said: "Only when Your Majesty's identity is confirmed can our army exert its maximum combat effectiveness and the people's hearts will return."
"Cohen." Fichet nodded and said, "I understand what you mean."
"His Majesty!"
"Although we... are now kings and ministers, I hope..." Fichet looked at me sincerely and said, "But I hope our friendship will never change. You are still my brother and my arm.
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"I will, Your Majesty." I nodded in agreement: "I will always keep this friendship in my heart. It is something worth cherishing."
"This is best." Fichet raised his head and said, "Let me see your army. To be honest, I am surprised by the way they dress."
"This... there is still a little battle." I smiled awkwardly: "Your Majesty's safety is important. Can you wait a moment?"
"Have you forgotten? Who was Fichet ever afraid of?" Fichet raised his eyebrows, his gentle eyes showing incomparable persistence: "These soldiers are fighting for me, I should be with them, no
But now, until I kill Luhmann, I will stay with them."
"That's true, but the battle isn't over yet..."
"Tell me, my Governor Cohen." Fichet smiled faintly: "Is there any safer place in this world than in my brother's army?"
"You have convinced me, my Majesty." I nodded in agreement: "Please! This is your army too." (To be continued)