Iron Powder and Spellcaster

The sun was setting in the west and the dust was so thick that the battle situation in the distance was not clear at all. Only the broken military flags could be seen appearing and disappearing in the smoke.

Bart Xialing ran down the high slopes on the south side of the valley in a hurry.

The soldiers of Tiefeng County marched on the south and north banks at the same time, and the marching column extended deep into the valley.

Bart Xialing, who ran down the hillside, roughly passed through the marching column, jumped into the rapids, and walked hard towards the other side. The messengers and attendants who were guarding the foot of the hillside didn't know what was going on. They were stunned for a moment and followed.

The water in the valley is rapid and the river channel is cut deep and steep. Bart Xialing, who climbed up the north bank, had no time to slow down and ran wildly again until he caught up with Tamas, the real commander of this army.

"Wait a minute." Bart Shilling grabbed Tamas's arm and warned anxiously: "You and me, we only have two battalions!"

Tamas, who was fastening his breastplate belt, replied without looking up: "Within less than two battalions, many people have fallen behind."

"Then wait for them to catch up." Bart Schalling tried his best to persuade Tamas: "Wait for the front line of the tribunes to catch up!"

Tamas tightened all four belts and pulled the gorget to make sure that the armor was firmly fixed: "The people of Baishan County don't have time to wait."

Bart Xialing was speechless for a moment. He lowered his voice and asked as a subordinate: "At least... at least let everyone take a breath."

"Not even possible." Tamas, who was fastening his breastplate belt, shook his head. He pursed his dry lips, glanced sadly at the subordinates beside him, and rejected Bart Xialing's request in a low but firm voice: "If we rest now, as soon as we sit down... we won't be able to stand up again."

Around Tamas and Bart Shilling, soldiers from Tiefeng County were preparing weapons and donning armor on a small piece of flat land at the exit of the valley. The musketeers took off the match ropes from their wrists and passed the fire and ammunition like sharing wine.

Each soldier's face had a look of tiredness that was difficult to hide, but his hand movements were still neat and quick.

Compared with the chaotic noise coming from far away, the exit of the valley is unusually quiet. Apart from the occasional brief questions and answers, only the rustling sounds can be heard.

The appearance of Tamas and Bart Shilling's troops here was both a coincidence and an inevitability.

The coincidence is that they followed the outflanking troops of the "Sixth Army" to the battlefield.

The assembly point planned by Winters Montagne for the various departments of the Iron Peak County Army was in Snake Zee, because the Iron Peak County Army command team unanimously agreed that the Bode and Sanel tribes would encounter each other in Snake Zee - whether it was Marching ability, road conditions or information about the direction of Bazenauer all pointed to the location of the battle.

However, after the Tiefeng County infantry crossed the eastern section of Yinque Mountain overnight, the advance scouts sent back a subversive plot: Saner's troops passed through the snake swamp and attacked Changhu Town directly, and their troop size ratio was the most irresponsible. The advance guesswork is even greater.

In the early hours of that night, Tamas and Bart Shilling received urgent orders delivered with great difficulty: the entire army turned around and rushed to the aid of Changhu.

As a result, the Tiefeng County army, which was marching along the watershed towards Snake Lake, changed direction. The first and second battalions, which were originally serving as the rear team, instantly became the vanguard of the entire army.

It was while looking for a route out of the mountain that Tamas and Bart Xialing discovered the "Sixth Army Corps" that was detouring toward the rear of River Valley Village.

The two made a quick decision: follow the enemy.

Since the "Sixth Army" made a big circle, while the Tiefeng County Army walked through the valley and went straight out of Yinque Mountain, the latter was not left too far behind. The two troops almost arrived at the battlefield of Hehe Valley Village.

This is the inevitable result of chance: wherever the enemy is, the Tiefeng County army will go.

However, they only had two battalions of troops - less than two battalions to be precise.

Bart Schalling knows this better than Tamas. Faced with the stubborn and rigid commander of the first battalion who was ahead of him in the command order, Bart Schalling had exhausted his patience.

Bart Shilling pointed at the valley and roared at the supreme commander present: "Your people! My people! At least one-third of them are lost, left behind, and missing! There are also countless people who can't find themselves. The company, the tent, are just gritting their teeth and following along!"

"So there is no need for square formations." Tamas was not annoyed by the second battalion commander's offense. He picked up a wooden stick, squatted on the ground to draw a formation, raised his head and looked at his old comrades, and tried to explain: "We must fight in a horizontal formation, one in front and one behind."

"The enemy also has cavalry!"

"Repulse them with volleys of fire, just like in drills."

"It's just a drill! It's never been in actual combat!"

Tamas stood up, paused, and said slowly: "Then I will try it today."

Bart Shilling was about to be driven crazy by the battalion commander. He couldn't care so much anymore. He directly dragged Tamas to a deserted place and told the real reason buried under various reasonable excuses: "I just went up the mountain to see The battle situation! Wait a moment!"

Tamas was puzzled: "The troops in Baishan County can't afford to wait."

"They can still persist." Bart Xialing said with a livid face: "So I want you to! Wait! One! Wait!"

Tamas's expression became serious, and he asked bluntly: "You want to wait for them to bleed more?"

“The more they bleed, the less we bleed, now and in the future.”

Tamas lowered his eyes: "But the centurion's order to us is to 'fight whenever we encounter the enemy.'"

"Why don't you understand? Sooner or later, Baishan County, Leiqun County, and Bianjiang County will also become the centurion's enemies!" Bart Xialing said word by word: "Sooner or later!"

Tamas lowered his head and said nothing.

Bart Xialing's voice also became deeper: "The centurion is a hero and you are a good person. Making decisions that go against your conscience will cause you pain, so let me do it. You can blame everything on me... "

Bart Xialing's words were interrupted. Tamas put his hand on his old comrade's shoulder and stopped letting the latter speak.

When he raised his head, Tamas's eyes were as firm as ever. He said calmly: "Even if we become enemies, it will happen later. Today we are comrades-in-arms with them. The centurion's order to me is 'Rush to the rescue.'" Friendly troops, fight whenever they encounter the enemy,' then I will execute it."

After saying that, Tamas touched Bart Shilling's shoulder and turned towards the exit of the valley.

Bart Xialing clenched his fists, stamped his feet fiercely, and followed.

…

Monkey and Paco were at the back of the marching column. When they walked out of the valley, the comrades who came out at the front were already lined up and were about to attack.

Although the superiors ordered to pack as lightly as possible when setting off, everyone still brought some food, drink and sundries.

When you really have to go into battle, you can no longer carry these things. So at this moment, the equipment dropped by Tiefeng County soldiers was piled in a small pile at the exit of the valley, under special guard.

The monkey dragged Paco and stumbled to the luggage pile. He wanted to throw away the backpack but found that it was tied with a knot that could not be untied. He was so anxious that he yelled: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Monkey and Paco were originally at the front of the marching column, but when they were going down the mountain, Paco, the new recruit, slipped and fell into the ditch on the hunter's trail.

By the time Monkey went to great lengths to get Paco up, the team had already gone far, and Monkey was separated from Sergeant Roussillon and his tent.

So Monkey and Paco could only blend into the team and continue walking forward.

The monkey tried to untie the knot, but found that it was too tight. I wanted to bite it with my teeth, but couldn't reach it. He was so angry that he stretched out his hand towards Paco: "Knife! Knife! Give me the knife!"

Paco quickly pulled out a knife and handed it over.

The monkey cut the rope directly, threw the backpack towards the luggage pile, grabbed the scabbard, pressed the helmet, and ran towards the attack position with his sore legs.

Paco, carrying a short spear, followed hurriedly.

The comrades have formed two horizontal lines at the exit of the valley. There are about thirty steps between the two lines, and each line is three rows.

The monkey ran between the two horizontal teams and saw that there were familiar faces and new faces in each team, making it difficult for him to tell which team was the first battalion and which team was the second battalion.

A commissioned officer wearing a feathered helmet held his sword, walked towards the two men, and shouted sternly: "Which company are you from?"

"They are my people, sir." A familiar voice said: "They got separated before. I will take them back to the team."

As soon as he heard this voice, Monkey suddenly felt extremely at ease, and the new recruit Paco almost cried.

I saw the old sergeant Lu Xirong squeezing out of the human wall and walking quickly towards Monkey and Paco.

The monkey was about to speak, but saw the old sergeant glare at him fiercely, so he swallowed his words again.

Roussillon dragged Monkey and Paco to the back of the queue, and then led them south.

At the southernmost end of the second line, Monkey met his fellow soldiers and other people in the company. Although he was on the battlefield, he felt inexplicably like he was home.

Lu Xirong turned around and looked at the monkey. The war was approaching, and the old sergeant spoke very little. He just sighed: "You still kept up, silly boy."

Monkey wiped his eyes, unaware of the disappointment in the old sergeant's tone. He was still immersed in excitement. He laughed and said, "Of course! How can it be so easy to get rid of me?"

"Return to the team." Lu Xirong waved his hand.

"Yes!" Monkey saluted with a playful smile and pulled the new recruit Paco into the wall.

Their comrades in the same tent made room for them, and the line where the first company was located rippled for a while, then quickly returned to a straight line like a knife.

As soon as he stopped, fatigue rushed into his body.

Originally, the monkey chased the team all the way. Although he was sweating, he still had the strength to keep going. Now that he has returned to the team, he feels that his arms and arms are as heavy as lead. I can't even open my eyelids, and I just want to lie down and have a good sleep.

Not to mention, Monkey now has nothing on his body. Apart from clothes and shoes, he only has a helmet and a sword, which makes him somewhat uncomfortable.

Because it was extremely inconvenient to carry super long guns through mountains and forests, the long guns of each company were collected in advance and handed over to the baggage team to be taken away first.

Not only were the super-long spears used for formation, but the spearmen also had to hand over their armor to the baggage train because the packhorses could not walk on the hunter's trails.

However, the marching route was temporarily changed by the superiors, and now no one knows where the baggage train has gone.

Most of Monkey's comrades now only have a helmet and a short weapon they carry with them. A small number of people with short spears and halberds were arranged at both ends of the queue.

Monkey tugged at his collar uneasily. In order to cover up his nervousness, he pretended to look at his comrades on both sides nonchalantly, but found that the eyes of his comrades in the same room were also uneasy, anxious and tired.

But for some reason, seeing the faces of his comrades who spent time together day and night, the monkey was no longer as scared as before.

At this time, someone stabbed the monkey in the back.

The monkey turned around and saw that it was Paco.

Paco held a large package and said timidly: "Captain, your plate armor."

"Hey!" Monkey patted his forehead and smiled broadly: "I almost forgot."

The armor of the big-head soldiers was handed over to the baggage team for transportation, but the armor of the officers and sergeants was kept because the big-head soldiers carried them on their backs.

Although Monkey was only the pot captain, he took advantage of a loophole and begged Sergeant Lu Xirong, patting his chest and promising not to throw away the armor halfway, so he kept his armor as well.

But of course the person carrying the armor was not the monkey himself - he couldn't carry it either. The silly boy Paco has a lot of energy. Last night he was the one carrying the monkey's armor across the mountains.

The monkey opened the package, picked up the plate armor and put it on his body. Paco helped him tie the belt and buckle it.

But soon, the monkey's movements stopped. He glanced at Paco and the short spearmen at the end of the team, and his last gaze rested on the dimly lit breastplate.

After a brief ideological struggle, the monkey took off his breastplate, pushed it towards Paco, and grinned: "Wear it!"

"Should I wear it?" Paco's eyes widened: "But this is your plate armor."

"Didn't you carry it on your back?" Monkey said carelessly, "Then you can wear it."

"But...but you are the head of the pot..."

Monkey opened his eyes, showed off his veteran style, and blocked Parker's words: "Are you wearing any?"

Paco lowered his head.

Seeing this, the monkey directly put the breastplate on Paco, helped Paco buckle it, and kept saying: "Hey, this suit is a little small for you... You are a short spearman, you are more Need this..."

Just then, a deep trombone sound sounded.

All the Tiefeng County soldiers were shocked and immediately cheered up.

About to attack.

…

The enemy in the distance had already recovered from the initial panic of discovering the Tiefeng County Army. More than one military flag began to move slowly toward the exit of the valley, which meant that the enemy commander was adjusting his deployment.

"That's it." Tamas counted the troops one last time and said to Bart Shilling, "There's no need to wait any longer."

At this point, Bart Xialing said nothing more. He put on his helmet and said, "Okay, I will lead the front team, and you will lead the back team."

"No." Tamas said softly: "You are more useful than me. I will lead the front team."

Having said that, regardless of the second battalion commander's other opinions, Tamas picked up his sword and strode toward the Tiefeng County military formation.

Standing in front of the military formation, looking at the faces of his men, Tamas didn't know what to say for a moment.

Encouragement was not his strong point. After a moment of silence, he slowly but firmly asked loudly:

"Did you ever lose a battle under Tribune Montagne?"

His answer was an earth-shattering cry:

"No!"

The reply came in a voice so loud that the noise of the battlefield was drowned out.

Many of the former prisoners who had just joined the Tiefeng County Army did not dare to speak. But every "veteran" is shouting from the bottom of his heart. The monkey standing in the second row shouted especially loudly.

"Today." Tamas said without any wavering in his tone, "We will not lose the battle."

After saying that, he turned away, but after a moment's pause, he turned back again.

This time, the first battalion commander had tears in his eyes: "If you don't know why you are fighting, then tell yourself that you are fighting for Winters Montagne!"

"Victory!" someone was chanting in a low voice.

"Victory!!" someone shouted loudly.

"Victory!!!" Every Tiefeng County soldier shouted with all his strength.

Tamas drew his sword and threw away the scabbard. He did not walk into the queue, nor did he retreat to the back of the queue. Instead, he stood in front of the military formation, facing the enemy, and took the lead on the battlefield:

"go ahead!"

The thunderous war drums beat, and the Tiefeng County infantry began to attack.

[Late...Orz]

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