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Late August, Britannia, Waremi camp, Chinese army tent.
All the representatives of the ten principalities were seated, and behind them hung the coats of arms of the ducal families of their respective principalities. Except for the Duke of Belion, who was at war with Estalia, and the Duke of Palaon, who did not respond to the call, the other dukes
Troops were sent.
In late August, the weather in Britannia has gradually turned cooler and is no longer so hot. All the nobles attending the meeting are waiting for the Marquis of Anchy to give orders. Sitting in the seat of the Duchy of Winford is Connery.
-The Marquis of Ascot, nominally the commander of this army, but in fact the command was handed over to Ryan.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in the name of ladies and kings, we are gathered here to participate in this year's chivalry war. Let us drink this cup together!" The Marquis of Anchy was fully armed and raised his wine glass.
"In the name of the lady and the king!" Everyone also raised the wine glasses in their hands and drank down the wine in one gulp.
"For Madam! For His Majesty Richard! For Britannia!" the Marquis of Annecy said loudly.
"For my lady, for His Majesty Richard, for Britannia."
Then a knight from the kingdom came to the front: "I would like to ask the Marquis of Glasgow, Angie Desmond, to describe to us the battle plan for this chivalry war. Everyone is welcome!"
There were bursts of applause in the big tent. For everyone, the Marquis of Anchi was of noble birth and had some reputation. It was said that he also performed well in the tactical deduction in the Knight Academy. Of course, everyone wanted to give him face. The scene was still very special.
Enthusiastic.
Ryan also applauded. He didn't know the Marquis of Anchi very well at present, so he still had to give face.
"Everyone, the beastman tribe in the Arden Forest has been causing trouble for many years. For hundreds of years, we have been fighting these people of Chaos, the enemy of the lady, for centuries. We have lost countless knights here, and the bones of our martyrs have been buried.
Being in the forest only curbs the invasion of those beasts, but even so, many villages are still attacked by beastmen every year."
The young Marquis delivered his speech passionately, and most people nodded approvingly. Only the leader of the Duchy of Bastogne, the Marquis Gabriel de Bastogne, frowned.
The third son of Berhemond, Duke of Togne.
He didn't like the remarks of the Marquis of Anchi very much.
The Duchy of Bastogne is the title of the first Knight King Arthur before he became the Knight King. It is also the place where he was born. The Bastogne family is the direct descendant of Arthur and has maintained the inheritance for hundreds of years.
The territory contains the most land of Arden Forest, and they have always been troubled by the beastman tribe.
Just from the nickname, we can know how many beasts his father, Duke Birhemond, had to kill before he got the nickname "Beast Butcher". In recent decades, the war to suppress the beastmen has been successful and failed, but every time
When the beastmen were overrun, Duke Bohemond would mount his war horse, raise his lance, and lead the knights of the principality to drive the beastmen back into the forest. However, these achievements were ignored in the speech of the Marquis of Anchi.
Ignored it, which made him a little unhappy.
The good education he received since childhood taught Gabriel how to be patient. He is already in his thirties and has passed the age of impulsiveness.
The Marquis of Anchi continued his speech: "But the old era has passed, and we have ushered in the dawn of dawn! His Majesty the King has decided to launch a new chivalry war to completely eliminate the threat of beastmen in the Arden Forest!
"
"This is my plan." The Marquis began to talk about his plan.
This time the knightly army was divided into three groups.
The left army is led by Count Adelaide of the Principality of Lyonnais. This army consists of armies from three principalities. They will arrive at Julson Castle, and then advance along the left side of the Arden Forest, passing through about a hundred
After traveling eighty kilometers, we arrived at the location of the Beastmen’s camp, Ten Thousand Demon Rocks.
The central route army is personally led by the Marquis of Anchy of the Principality of Le-Angoulan. This army is composed of armies from five principalities. They will also arrive at Julson Castle first, and then advance along the middle of the Arden Forest, passing through about a month.
After a journey of one hundred and sixty kilometers, we arrived at Ten Thousand Demon Rocks.
Finally, there is the right army. The Marquis of Anchy handed over the command to the Marquis of Connery-Ascot. This army is composed of the troops of the Duchy of Winford and the Duchy of Bastogne. They will not follow the army to Yule.
Sen Castle, but set off directly from Waremi Camp. They have to cover a distance of about 210 kilometers to reach the location of Ten Thousand Demon Rocks. Because of this, the Marquis of Angsi emphasized that this army is a "feint attack" and "cooperation"
"Fighting on the frontal battlefield" did not grant too many tasks to the right army. The Marquis of Anchi hoped that this army could contain enough troops of the Beastman tribe.
"Have a rest tonight, and tomorrow morning, all armies should set off on time. I, Angsi Desmond, will be waiting for your arrival at the Demonic Rock!" Marquis Angsi said loudly, and it was obvious that this
The newly appointed general of chivalry is full of confidence in this.
He held the flag order given to him by the king, and the arrangement of dividing the troops into three groups was reasonable - this army of more than 40,000 people was too large, and gathering together could easily cause confusion in the command, and it must be divided into troops.
Reflecting Britannia's numerical superiority, division of troops is inevitable.
Ryan thought about it carefully and felt that if he were to direct this kind of war, he would definitely divide his troops.
But why were the armies of Winford and Bastogne arranged to stage a feint attack? On the way back, Ryan was still thinking about this problem. The armies of these two principalities are relatively strong in combat effectiveness... Yes, that's right.
It was because the armies of these two principalities were relatively strong that the Marquis of Anchy arranged for them to conduct a feint attack.
Julius and Ryan walked side by side. After hearing that he was being arranged for a feint attack, the knight of the kingdom and the eldest son of Duke Winford was a little unhappy: "I think he is guarding against us."
"This is to prevent us." Ryan squinted his eyes: "This is not the place to talk..."
"Ah! Hello, Lady's Champion, Your Excellency, Knight of the Holy Grail, Lane." Marquis Anchi slowly approached from a distance with a large group of knights. When he saw Lane, his expression became very strange: "Hello!"
"Hello, Your Majesty the Marquis." Ryan and Julius were stopped, and out of courtesy, he greeted the Marquis of Anchi.
"It's an honor to have an excellent Holy Grail knight like Mr. Lane join the chivalry war. I hope that Mr. Lane won't feel any grudge because I placed you in the right army, right?" Marquis of Anchi shook hands with Lane.
He shook hands with a smile on his face.
Two sentries stood on a sentry tower several meters high, whispering: "Hey, brother, do you think our chivalry war can be successful this time?"
"Only the devil knows, and even if it succeeds, what does it have to do with us? That is the victory of the knight, not ours." The tall man looked at Lin Hai in the distance while leaning on a crudely made spear.
"Are you right? I just hope that I can return to my hometown safely, and it would be better if I could get some rewards." The person who answered him was a thin man.
"Hey, I just hope that I can get a full bag of silver coins as military pay. It's full, and not part of it has been taken away. As for sergeants, I don't even dare to think about it." The tall man said bitterly.
If the serfs had ever had expectations of being promoted to sergeants, then the tall man had already demonstrated the unreliability of this with personal experience. As a serf of the Principality of Lyonnais, he had participated in several wars, and in
During these wars, not a single serf was promoted.
The stories full of glory and hope that parents told themselves in the past have turned into lies and laughing stock. Whenever the serfs privately talked about the promise of the knights, saying that infantrymen who performed well on the battlefield could be promoted to sergeants.
, always causes a burst of laughter.
The knights were squeezing their income, and the military salary that was originally decent was deprived by the knights under various excuses. Some knights even had to pay for the funeral expenses of a serf after his death! Because many knights
I have started to lack the financial resources to buy knight equipment for my children.
Then continue to exploit these serfs!
In this dark age, only the Holy Grail Knights can gain the trust of the serfs, because these living saints never deduct the serfs' wages, will also correctly view their contributions, and are willing to promote the loyal and brave among them.
Life was better.
When the Holy Grail Knight appears, the serfs will immediately have high morale and fight with all their strength. A Holy Grail Knight is the spiritual sustenance of countless serfs. If there are no living ones, dead ones will do. Some lords will pack the bodies of the dead Holy Grail Knights.
It was fixed and carried into the battlefield to boost the morale of the serfs. However, the remains of the Holy Grail Knight were very rare, and the Fairy of the Lake did not like this behavior very much.
"This chivalry war does not involve the participation of the Holy Grail Knight!" the tall man sighed.
"Who says no! Yes! This time a powerful knight came to Winford. He is not only the Knight of the Holy Grail, but also the champion of the Lady of the Lake!" The thin man first refuted the tall man's words, but then sighed: "But this
This master is not on the same page as us."
"It's the same as nothing! Idiot!" the tall man cursed: "I just hope that I can capture more in this war and bring more things home. By the way, I still have to be alive.
"
"Yes! Survive first! Let's talk about other things later!"
The two sentries who were chatting did not notice that a crow sitting on the sentry tower flew away. The crow's eyes were blood red, and a strange light emitted from its rotating eyes.
With flapping wings, the crow flew into the forest.