The troops of the Muxi Knights marched on the Yuexi Plain, heading northeast.
Todd sat on the saddle, twisting his body uncomfortably. He had never thought in the past that wearing armor and riding a horse would be such a painful torture. Looking at the marching troops, he wanted to rest where he was for a moment.
order, but after thinking for a moment, he finally gave up the decision.
"Sir Todd, a group of refugees are coming ahead!"
Listening to Edgar's loud report, Todd frowned. It had only been one day since setting off from Muxi Town, and this was already the fourth batch of refugees he had encountered.
The head of the regiment sat on the horse and looked forward with eagle eyes. One kilometer away, there was a dense crowd of people, at least eighty in number. They were kneeling in the mud on the side of the road, holding up the cross in their hands and shouting loudly.
Calling upon the mercy of Son Todd.
Todd winked at Huggins beside him, who led the horse towards the refugees and returned within ten minutes.
"They are all villagers who escaped from the east. I heard from them that the war there is getting more and more fierce. Vultures hovering in the sky and rats fatter than babies can be seen everywhere every day. The two sides of the fighting began to gradually burn the flames of war to the civilians.
In the villages, Yinhuan and the barbarian coalition went from house to house to collect food and force farmers and soldiers, while the church and the Holy Guard claimed that these villagers were traitors and openly plundered their wealth."
Todd sighed and waved his hand: "Give them some food and tell them to go west. There is no war in Muxi Town."
Huggins listened to Todd's words and did not move. Instead, he lowered his voice: "I heard a message from those refugees. A small group of barbarian soldiers attacked the San Sidro Monastery a few days ago."
When Todd heard this, he quickly turned to Huggins and asked: "Is the monastery okay?"
"There are weapons in the monastery, many monks also have some combat skills, and some simple defenses. The San Sidro Monastery was finally defended, but the casualties were high. Regarding the way out in the future, I heard that the monks were divided into three factions.
, one group hopes to move west to Muxi Town, another group hopes to contact the church to apply for asylum, and the other group hopes to make peace with the Silver Ring Kingdom." Huggins looked hesitant: "Sir, what should we do?
?Ignore it or intervene?"
Todd sat on the horse and thought for a moment.
The Monastery of San Sidro was his first residence in another world, and it held a special meaning for him. Moreover, there were tens of thousands of books in the monastery, although he used a printed version of the Bible to defraud several hundred books.
He came back, but saw that the remaining books might be destroyed, and Todd couldn't do it anyway. Reasonably, the San Sidro Monastery should intervene.
Thinking of this, Todd said to Huggins: "Take the Heir Cavalry team and rush to the monastery as soon as possible. Move the monks who want to come to Muxi Town and all the books in the monastery out as soon as possible."
Huggins nodded and asked later: "What should I do if someone obstructs me?"
Todd struggled in his heart for a while, and said with an unnatural look on his face: "When necessary, you can take all coercive measures. Remember, protect those books! In a sense, they are more important than people!"
Huggins took a deep look at him, then nodded, greeted his subordinates, left the marching route, and rushed towards the monastery.
Todd looked at the knight's retreating figure, remembered what he had just said, lowered his head and fell into deep thought, and finally murmured: "All coercive measures... God, what did I just say..."
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Two days later, the army of the Muxi Knights arrived at the foot of the majestic Falling Star Mountains. The towering snow peaks and the mountainous mountains made people feel relaxed and happy, and they not only marveled at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature.
"If we march forward for another two hours, we can see the North Rock Fortress." Cumberland glanced at the direction of the sun.
Todd nodded and was about to say something when a cavalryman holding a silver ring flag and wearing light armor came from a distance. When he approached the Muxi Knights, he got off his horse and raised his hands in the air to show that he meant no harm.
Watching his subordinate take the letter from the cavalry, Cumberland twisted his neck: "If I guess correctly, that guy Earl Hewlett should have sent a letter of challenge."
After carefully checking the letter and finding nothing unusual, the subordinate handed the letter to the head of the regiment.
Todd opened it and looked at it for a moment, then said to Cumberland: "Yes, it is indeed a letter of challenge. The other party has asked us to launch a decisive battle on the plain in front of the fortress at noon three hours later."
"Earl Hewlett, that noisy bird who talks about his aristocratic bloodline all day long, has no ability, but a lot of scheming." Cumberland signaled to his men, extended the scout's detection distance by another three kilometers, and ordered the troops to stay where they were.
rest.
Watching the old knight gather the company captains together, and after a pre-war meeting, he leisurely found an open space, laid out a blanket and fell asleep. Todd was full of questions, but had nowhere to ask, so he could only sit down
Dazed on the ground.
Cumberland slept from morning to noon. After stretching and getting up, he did not see him issuing an order to march. Instead, he ordered the soldiers to start cooking, but the portion of the food was 30% less than usual.
After Todd finished lunch with Cumberland, he watched him make a cup of barley tea. While the old god was checking the map on horseback, he could no longer hold back his curiosity: "The enemy has asked us to fight at noon. Now,
It’s already one o’clock in the afternoon.”
"I know." Cumberland took a sip of tea and said to Todd calmly: "General Commander, have you ever tried to beat the rhythm when singing a hymn?"
Todd nodded.
Cumberland said: "Once the singing rhythm is interrupted by the outside world, it takes a lot of effort to catch up again. The same is true in war. Both sides of the battle have their own rhythms in marching, platooning, forming, and charging. This
It is something invisible and intangible, but it actually exists in the hearts of commanders and soldiers. If the battle rhythm is well controlled, the troops will naturally know what to do when they are at the right moment. But once the pace is set,
If disrupted, the troops may fall into a situation where they are at a loss."
Cumberland pointed to the sun above his head, smiled and said to Todd: "It's almost time to mount the horse. It's not necessarily a good thing to let the croaking bird wait for too long."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Muxi Knights entered the battlefield of Beishi Fortress.
Cumberland sat on the horse, pointed at a jumping noble wearing eye-catching armor on the opposite side of the battlefield and said: "Look, that is the Earl Hewlett I mentioned."
Todd looked with eagle eyes, and saw that the earl's face was red, and he was shouting something in his direction with an angry face. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it was not a good word.
The soldiers on the opposite side of the battlefield gradually stood up. Cumberland observed the battlefield attentively while listening to the detailed report from scout Edgar.
"I hid nearby and listened to the enemy. There were three armies on the opposite side, namely the fortress defenders, the barbarian army and the mercenary regiment. Among them, there were about 500 fortress defenders, 200 barbarian troops, and 200 mercenary regiments. Total
900 people.”
Todd calculated in his mind that there were 500 Muxi Knights and 900 fortress coalition forces. With the advantages of explosives and alien species on our side, the combat strength was basically balanced.
As usual, the troops from both sides went through the basic process of greeting their immediate family members warmly, banging their shields inexplicably, and shouting hysterically. After leaving behind the cavalry and reserves, the troops of the Muxi Knights and the Fortress Alliance marched forward.
Todd looked back and was surprised to find that the wooden box storing the explosives had not been opened at all. He tried to remind Cumberland about this, but the other party looked at the battlefield and replied without looking back: "It's our turn now."
Unless you use that, this attack is just a test."
Test?
Todd gave the old knight a strange look.
A minute later, the knights and the coalition soldiers collided with each other. The sound of banging swords and clashing shields was heard endlessly. Todd watched the battle for a while and discovered something puzzling.
Cumberland's melee-type aliens were not placed in the center of the army. Instead, they were all placed on the right wing of the battle formation. The strongest offensive infantry of these knights faced the barbarian army and adopted a storming posture. And against the fortress
The old knight ordered the defenders and mercenary regiments to huddle up and defend.
Just when Todd was confused, something unexpected happened on the battlefield.
The barbarian army was being beaten back by the melee-type aliens. The barbarian leader shouted for help from the Chinese army, but the fortress defenders and mercenary groups seemed not to see them at all. They continued to engage in exploratory attacks against the enemies in front of them, and even
Consciously cut the formation away from the barbarian army.
"What's going on?!" Todd sat on the horse and opened his eyes wide: "Is the enemy crazy? Doesn't he care about the life or death of friendly troops?!"
Cumberland stroked his beard and said to Todd: "Do you remember what I told you before?"
Todd looked confused.
The old knight looked at the hillside opposite the battlefield, his tone full of contempt: "Earl Hewlett, a noisy bird who talks about his noble blood all day long, has no ability, but a lot of scheming..."