After witnessing the lord's hospitality in Valhalla, little Pelo no longer doubted who was the most powerful person in Eruin. When others were surprised by the grand scene of Valhalla, he stayed
His mind has always been relatively flexible, so he could notice the elf girls responsible for receiving them, all of whom were the most outstanding shooters among the tree elves, and the non-commissioned officers of the White Lion Guard who came and went.
Magic armor, this is definitely not the energy that local nobles in a small country like Eruin should have. He thought that those who opposed the Earl were definitely real fools, especially the nobles north of Eruin.
They are all real pustules, a piece of loose sand, not worth mentioning.
This lord is definitely capable of transforming this small kingdom according to his own wishes. It can be seen at a glance that he is a man with great ambitions, and he will definitely use their group of people. But he hasn't spoken yet,
Alaya on the side rushed to say; the guy curled his lips, as if he had been holding back this sentence for a long time, as if he would die if he didn't say it out as soon as possible: "The lord is out hunting, if you don't mind, you can invite guests.
Yes, and we happen to be free, we can help you hunt a bear, an elk or something in the forest."
"This damn, reckless idiot!" Little Pelo wanted to kick Alaya, but privately he had to admit that the latter's frankness was sometimes a good means: "It's just that Cruz's face is so ugly
Let him be disgraced."
Brando chuckled to himself and replied seriously: "As a host, I am embarrassed to entertain guests with a few smelly bones."
"Lord, according to the tradition of our Cruz people, not all prey must be roasted on a bonfire. You can nail their heads to wooden boards and hang them in the room."
"Hang the smelly head of the blood stick in the room? I don't seem to have such a bad taste." Brando thought to himself: "But it's enough for this kind of thing." He cast his gaze to the side.
Little Pelo understood that this young man was the one who could speak among the knights. Of course, there was also Lenaret who acquiesced, but the eldest son of the emperor had been living in seclusion during this period and rarely left the camp. It was almost like
A noble daughter who is afraid of exposure.
Little Pelo lowered his head: "Sir, bears and elk will definitely not escape your grasp, but I think the hunters may still have some problems."
"hunter?"
"Sir, in winter, hunters often invite relatives and friends when hunting, and try to choose more experienced hunters, because everyone wants to be the first to shoot the best prey, and young people are impetuous. They tend to scare off the snake.
"
Brando's heart thumped, and he realized what the other party wanted to say. He frowned: "Go on."
"Sir, I have studied some of Cruz's earlier war history. In addition to the war between the temple and the temple, most of the wars between the lords below are relatively simple and full of variables. This does not mean that they do not want to
Arrange an exquisite plan to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop, but most of the lords know what their retainers are. Their actions are often influenced by enthusiasm or unnecessary fear. They often act in private and undermine the entire overall situation. Therefore, the territory
The battle between them is often about who makes fewer mistakes."
Little Pelo almost said that his plan was only on paper, and Brando's face turned red. Fortunately, it was not obvious on the misty rainy day. In the past, the battles he directed were all executed by professional players. Players
The so-called gap in execution and discipline is compared to the modern army, but for the aristocratic army of this era, it can be called a model. In "The Amber Sword", even
Players from small and medium-sized guilds can compete with the White Lions in terms of discipline and execution, and large guilds can issue orders like a mountain. After all, as long as the orders are not very unreasonable or restrict personal freedom, most players will not fight with their own.
The guild points couldn't be passed. These memories of the past gave him an illusion. He almost forgot that the ones cooperating with his actions now were neither the players nor the well-disciplined White Lions. Instead, even the Southern Army and the Vanmere Army were competing against each other.
The duke's private army is not superior. Most of these armies are miscellaneous armies composed of various lords and their knights and followers. It would be strange if there would be no problems.
His thinking was affected by the stereotypes in the game. He had calculated countless times, but he almost forgot about this. Fortunately, Little Pelo and the others were the most professional soldiers at this time, and were well trained in war history and battlefield analysis.
The flaw in his arrangement can be seen at a glance.
He couldn't help but look at the thin young man again. There was no unnecessary nonsense from the other party. A single analysis established their status in his mind, "It seems that it is right to let these knights with broken swords join this battle."
Choice," Brando thought to himself: "He is indeed the future star of the Cruz people. He is not inferior to the rumors at all. This deal has not been a loss at least so far."
"The current situation is already like this, how to remedy it?"
"Sir, there is no need to make amends. The situation on Madala's side is no better than ours. Even this military operation was the product of a moment of enthusiasm for Madala. The blood stick brought the Sea of Death Moon body.
Dark lords who have experienced hundreds of battles, but those lords are no different from our lords. Their armies are also full of hot-headedness and wrong judgment. This battle has an equal chance for both of us, not to mention that we still have an equal chance.
We have the upper hand, and our military strength is far superior to those skeletons. In my opinion, victory is inevitable."
Brando calmed down and realized this. What Little Pelo said before was just to remind him not to take it for granted and to highlight their role at the same time.
"Sir, what we are more concerned about is where you plan to use us."
"You are not suitable for appearing on the frontal battlefield for the time being, but there is a place where you can be used right now. If those lords really alert the enemy, they will inevitably not need an army to go around behind the blood staff army and delay it.
The bones are turning in one step."
Little Pello glanced at Count Tonigel with some admiration, thinking that this was also a smart man, and he understood what he meant immediately. However, they also had their own pride, and replied lightly: "Sir, Blood Staff
The army will be unable to move a step instead of being delayed."
"These are the Cruz people!" Brando thought to himself, but it is not impossible for a knights with an average strength above that of gold and hundreds of people to block the blood staff's retreat.
"Don't make too much noise."
"I will arrange the position like the Lord's White Lion Guard, and we will evacuate before others arrive."
Brando smiled. It saves trouble to talk to smart people. He looked at the sword-folding knights present and couldn't help feeling a little pity. What if these people were all Eruin people? "Do you want to find a way to keep them?"
Come down?" This thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but then he shook his head. This question is too special. For Little Pelo and others, they have lost their sense of honor as soldiers, and I am afraid they will not grow into real generals in the future. Forcefully
The melon is not sweet, "Forget it, just take it one step at a time. Besides, there are not no geniuses among Eruin people."
After receiving Brando's positive reply, the Knights of the Broken Sword, who had been depressed for a month, seemed to be revitalized. These young knights are full of energy. How could they be idle and learn that they can go into battle to kill the enemy?
Afterwards, I couldn't help but feel joyful. The preparations of Little Pelo, Brund and Alaya also went very smoothly. In fact, the Knights of the Broken Sword have been waiting on one string all the time.
Brando's final reply, so there is actually no need to prepare at this time, but in half an hour, everyone can be ready to go.
Of course, this also shows how well-trained these young people from Cruz are. If they were placed among ordinary noble cavalry, even if they were prepared to set off in advance, the final preparation would take at least an hour or two.
At this time, Freya arrived at Brando's army escorted by several highland knights.
The arrival of Valkyrie brought bad news to Brando.
As expected by Little Pello, the retainers of Grand Duke Viero launched an attack in a hurry before Brando arrived. After she learned the news from Eco, she immediately took the lead and attacked Brando.
More reports. And according to Freya, in order to cooperate with Viero's army, Lantonilan's army and the Highland Knights also launched attacks one after another. Now the battlefield between the two sides is spread out in the middle of the Slovan Hills, and they are fighting fiercely.
Open business.
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at Brando's face, expecting him to be furious, but she didn't expect that Brando just smiled bitterly and shook his head, as if he had expected it: "Freya, you
Go and prepare. The White Lion Guard is waiting for the order to attack. Medisha will cooperate with you. This is the first real war for Tonigel's army. I will also give the wind shooter to your command."
"Brando?"
"The armies of Viero and Lantonilan are on the move, and we must speed up the pace to cooperate with them. If they want to suffer, let them suffer."
"But doesn't it matter?"
"It doesn't matter, the Blood Staff can't win, but some people will suffer big losses. On the contrary, it's us, Freya. This is the first battle between the White Lion Guard and the Wind Archer after they formed an army. I hope they can give this
Leave a lasting impression on all enemies of the kingdom."
"All enemies?"
Brando nodded.
In his heart, those rotten withered vines and branches that blocked the way forward for this kingdom were about to be swept away. Eruin will usher in a new life from this moment on, and the saplings planted in Tonigel,
At this moment it is finally about to sprout and take root.
…
The war started on a gentle slope to the west of the Slovan Hills. The entire slope ran east-west. There was a dense linden forest on the hillside. As early as the day before, a noble knight from Viero took him with him. The attendants came to ambush in the woods. This knight named Planchet was neither a confidant of the Grand Duke of Viero, nor an important retainer of the Grand Duke. Seriously speaking, he was just an insignificant person. He came from In the barren territories of Jingfeng Forest, he is a truly impoverished person. He has only two purposes for coming to this muddy water. The first purpose is for money, and the second purpose is to enter the Duke's field of vision. In order to achieve this Out of ambition, he sold his property and sold iron to recruit this group of people. He rode on a horse for the first time in his life, put on a suit of tailor-made leather armor, painted an emblem on his shield, raised the flag and followed the army. He got up and came to Slovak, a place that was even poorer and poorer than his hometown.
However, although Master Planchet is both greedy for money and famous, he is not the kind of hot-headed young man. He made it clear before he came that this expedition was to deal with Madara's skeleton. About those skeletons Legend has it that it really lasted for three days and three nights. During the first Black Rose War, there was even an army of Madala that entered the Viero Province along the Anleke Mountains. Although Planchet I have never actually seen these terrifying opponents, but I have heard about their ferocity from various channels.
Before he really made up his mind to give it a go, the knight thought twice, but in the end a bold plan took shape in his mind. He didn't know where he heard a legend, saying that Madara's bones were made from corpses. Controlled by witches, as long as those corpse witches are killed, the skeletons will naturally lose the ability to fight. And the corpse witch itself has no fighting ability. Once someone attacks from behind, it will be like fish on the chopping board. In this way Planchet had a plan in his mind, and he thought to himself, why not hide, wait until the skeleton army passed by, and then rush out to kill the powerless corpse witches. In the end, he achieved a great success without any effort; Although this knight lord did not know a word of Chinese characters in his life, he was extremely satisfied with his plan. He felt that he might be one of those handsome men who were born with the ability to command. Although the blood staff army had not arrived yet, he had probably already seen it. The scene of his becoming a marquis and becoming a prime minister in the future.
However, when he arrived in Slovakia, Planchet discovered that there seemed to be a gap between ideals and reality. First, it started to rain lightly after autumn in the hills. This caused huge trouble to the troops stationed in the forest, including the knight. Inside, I had to march in a wet environment every day, with mud under my feet. Every day at dusk, I felt like I was rolling in the mud. But the saddest thing was that I didn’t even have a dry and comfortable place to sleep. Sometimes you can only wrap up your cloak and spend the night in the mud. Planchet suffered this, and within two or three days he was complaining like everyone else. Fortunately, he didn't curse heaven and earth. Half a week after it started to rain, the army finally entered the designated ambush area.
But unfortunately, Planchet found that the situation in front of him was a little different from what he imagined. In his imagination, the so-called ambush was to hide in the valleys on both sides and wait until the blood staff army passed by. Then they suddenly rushed out and cut off the bones. , of course he would hide at the end, just waiting to kill those corpse witches that were best dealt with. But when he arrived in Slovan, the knight discovered that it was not the case at all. The entire battlefield was beyond his imagination. At a glance There are rolling mountains everywhere, only rolling hillsides and stretches of woods. You can't even see where the road is, let alone know the direction clearly.
Under such circumstances, Planchet felt that it would be difficult for him to even figure out which direction Madara's army was coming from, let alone such a whimsical thing as going around to kill the corpse witch.
At this time, the big shots above began to divide the areas one by one, and then designated these scattered knights, and the lords stationed themselves in their own ambush areas in turn, and our Planchet was divided into such an area.
In the woods.
That's all.
However, Master Planchet has always been optimistic. Under such circumstances, he also asked him to find out the situation around him. He soon discovered that most of the people stationed around him were poor and poor people similar to himself, and they had ambitions.
A down-and-out knight who came to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, this discovery made him feel tremendous pressure. Before this, he had always thought that he was unique, or someone who had an adventurous spirit and dared to seize this opportunity to reach the sky in one step. However,
He didn't expect that there were so many guys as bold as himself, so he immediately began to feel that time was running out.
Fortunately, this morning, he was actually received by an important person, of course - together with other knights - but this was enough to make Planchet feel important, because it is said that the important person was still close to the Archduke Viero.
A certain important minister. Of course, the content of the interview was probably to make them more vigilant, because the Blood Staff had already come into contact with the scouts of Viero's army earlier yesterday.
But Planchet, relying on his natural acumen, still heard another meaning from the other party's words, that is, with tacit consent, they were allowed to be free from orders at the right time and did not need to wait for the scheduled time to initiate.
attack.
Because the big man also said that opportunities on the battlefield are fleeting, and excellent knights must learn to seize opportunities by themselves. Of course, if Planchet knew a little bit of military common sense, he would understand that this is just nonsense.
Here, Lando might sneer at how these Viero nobles did it so obviously to gain credit.
However, almost everyone believes that victory is already in sight, and a little indulgence does not seem to be a bad thing.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Planchet. He just felt that this was a good sign anyway.
And this good sign continues.
That afternoon, he finally saw a small group of skeleton knights running past the linden forest. Immediately after the skeleton knights, an army of skeletons appeared. This army of skeletons numbered approximately several hundred, but generally
Of course, Langchet couldn't count them all. He just felt that he had never seen so many undead souls, densely packed all over the hillside - this must be the army of the undead.
He was extremely nervous, but a desire for credit and money calmed him down. As if he had overcome his fear, he felt his heart pounding, and the dream opportunity was right in front of him.
Sure enough, just a moment later, he saw a line of skeletons holding staffs and wearing robes appearing in his field of vision. If he was familiar with Madara's army, he would definitely recognize that these were the ones in charge of casting detection spells in the vanguard.
Skeleton wizards who support the scouting force, but to Planchet, they only have one identity.
Corpse witch.
The opportunity has come!
Planchet said to himself secretly.
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