Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 183 Strategy Master

  The Hurds were still attacking the city, when the general suddenly arrived, Jieska was obviously a little flustered: "You...why are you here?"

   "Me?" Sackler punched the lieutenant colonel's left chest, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here to give you the award!"

General    moved his hand away, and everyone saw that there was an extra golden medal on Jesska's chest.

   "Gentlemen!" Andrei saw the opportunity, raised his helmet and shouted: "Three cheers for Lieutenant Colonel Jesska!"

   "Hooray!"

   "Hooray!"

   "Hooray!"

   The other soldiers in the headquarters took off their hats and cheered in unison.

   Only Jesska himself smiled reluctantly—because the needle behind the medal pierced into the flesh and it hurt.

   Mason and Winters were also urgently summoned to the team headquarters, but Sackler did not get angry with the centurion, and awarded the two lieutenants a medal in a friendly manner.

   Winters' ears were buzzing with the cannon, and he couldn't hear what Sackler was saying.

   took the award order tied with a red rope, bowed his head and asked the general to hang the medal around his neck, and he hurried back to the fort wall.

   Three Swords Medals—two silver and one gold—symbolizing [Brave and Fearless] were presented by Sackler himself, in recognition of the gallant raid on the Teltown Camp by the Jesska Division.

   Both gold and silver medals are tied with cyan ribbons, and there are card pins on the back, which can be pinned to clothes.

  Although Jesska never deliberately gets close to his subordinates on weekdays, from a practical point of view, he still loves his subordinates very much.

Lieutenant Colonel    was merciful when he reported to the headquarters, and did not write "Lieutenant Richard Mason lost his way".

   Only said that in order to get rid of the pursuers on the way back, the brigade made a detour to the north and found the enemy camp by mistake.

   But there is a flaw in the story: according to the habits of the Hurds, they will put on armor, change horses, and string their bows ten miles away from the battlefield, so the camp is at least ten miles away.

   Detour? How can I go around ten miles away?

  According to Winters' idea, it is said that "I bumped into Heard Detective riding back to the camp and followed him all the way", at least logically reasonable.

   But the quill is in Jesska's hand, and the lieutenant colonel doesn't want to brag too much.

   In the report, the lieutenant colonel didn’t even mention the matter of sacrificing the golden figurines - because the golden figurines were still buried in the pit.

   only said that some sacrificial utensils and flags were seized, and a few were sent to the headquarters as proof.

  The sacrificial utensils and flags are all fake, and the real and most important trophies are the thousands of Hed horses.

  The horse herd of Teltown was frightened and fled by Winters with an enhanced version of [Terrorist Beast], most of them disappeared into the night, only a few were gathered up.

  The captured horses were taken to the south bank of the Confluence River, in groups of thousands, which could not be faked.

   But after Bud inspected the horses, the evaluation given was "unusable".

   First of all, the best war horses have been taken away by the Hurd cavalry, and the war horses left in the camp are of poor quality;

  Secondly, Hed's horses are not tall enough. According to the standards of Plato's cavalry, these horses are a little short even for light cavalry;

   The last, and most important issue: the wrong season.

   There is a huge farming society behind it, and the Palatu war horses can eat food, while the Hedma living in the wasteland mainly rely on grazing.

  It was difficult for Hedma to find food in winter, and it had to rely on the fodder and the fat accumulated in autumn to survive the winter—this was one of the reasons why Plato chose winter and started fighting in early spring.

  The winter horses continue to lose fat, and the spring mares are approaching foaling, which is the time when the Heard tribes are at their weakest.

  [Note: Because the gestation period of horses is 11 months, and the Hurd tribes lack stables, it is difficult for foals born in autumn and winter to survive. They will try their best to let mares mate in warm spring and summer]

The   Teretown team rallied this season, and although they were caught off guard by Palato, they would never feel better.

  The clues can be seen from these Hedma: the captured Hedma has a shriveled abdomen, protruding ribs one by one, and it is too thin to cook.

"These horses, either find a good place to raise them and wait for the next year." Bud has an absolute say in this matter, he suggested to the lieutenant colonel at the meeting: "Either eat them early, and get less fat later. In short, it’s unusable, and it can’t even be fed and fertilized.”

   "Why can't you feed the fertilizer?" Winters wondered.

   For the long-term siege, the Palatine army transported a large amount of grain from the mainland, otherwise Winters would not be here now.

   "Hedma has grown up eating grass, and eating directly is prone to gastrointestinal problems." Budd explained: "If you want these horses not to die, you must let them forage freely for at least half of the day."

   No matter how useful it is, it is a great achievement to be able to capture thousands of horses, and it is also reserved for the Hurds to eat meat.

   A medal adds up to almost 100 grams, and at least 80 grams of it are exchanged for those Hedma.

   I also have to thank Lieutenant Colonel Jesska for putting most of the credit on his subordinates, otherwise it would not be the turn of the two little centurions to get the [Grand Cross of Knight's Sword].

   Winters ripped off the medal as soon as he went out, tucked it into his trousers pocket, and rolled it up.

   If he looks closely, he will find that the medal is engraved with an inscription [ProPatria], which means [For the Motherland]…

   On the battlefield, everything is appropriate.

   After the simple award ceremony, Sackler left Lieutenant Colonel Jesska for a private interview.

  Andre, who was kicked out of the team, ran to the wall in three and two steps. In the northwest bastion, he found Winters.

   Another round of siege was repelled, there were corpses everywhere outside the wall, and the Hurds were rearranging two hundred meters away—they knew now that the defenders had run out of solid bullets, so they were unscrupulous.

  Bud led some soldiers into the trench quietly and was dragging the body to the river.

   Winters was urging the Musketeers to take this opportunity to clear their guns.

The   musketeers were so tired that they didn't even want to lift a finger, and even with the centurion's urging, they still moved slowly.

   "Where's the medal?" Andre asked in surprise when he saw that there was nothing under Winters' neck.

   Winters smiled wryly, he tapped the iron helmet on his head: "A lot of sharpshooters outside the city, wearing such a conspicuous thing is not courting death? I even replaced the officer's helmet."

"let me see."

   Winters took the silver medal from his pocket and threw it to Andre.

   "Huh! It's still the big cross!" Andre couldn't put it down, his tone was very regretful: "Why didn't I follow it?"

   "Don't mention it! Mason led the wrong way and almost took us into the Hurd's lair. Fortunately, the Turdtown Department suddenly came out of the nest, otherwise we can't get out of it is another matter."

   "Did you take two dollars?" Andre's mind was completely off Winters' words.

   Winters is inexplicable: "Where did you get the two pieces?"

   "The Victory Badge on Red Illusion Island." Andre added: "Although I am keeping it for you now."

   Winters snorted softly and didn't answer the question.

   "It's really good!" Andre reluctantly returned the sword badge to Winters: "It looks good!"

"If you want, I'll go back and find my uncle to call you a hundred! I have something to ask you." Wentesla led Andre to the secluded corner of the wall: "What the **** is Sackler doing? Reinforcement. Woolen cloth?!"

When    Winters questioned Andrei, Lieutenant Colonel Jesska was also enduring the general's storm.

   Seeing the expressionless face of the one-eyed lieutenant, Sackler couldn't help but feel angry.

The   Plato army's war strategy for the Hart tribes was only kill, kill, and more kill.

   In the middle of the night the day before yesterday, the Palatu army used tunnel blasting tactics to storm Bianli. The Bianli defenders set fire to the city.

   Yesterday morning, the North Shore camp was attacked, the siege was stopped, and the Jesska Brigade was stationed at the North Bridge Fortress.

   When Sackler and Arpad learned that Heard reinforcements were attacking Beizhai, they were not alarmed.

   The most troubling part of the Hurd tribes has never been head-to-head. They wanted to fill the gully with human lives, and the two generals could not ask for it.

The location of    Beizhai blocked access to the north of Bianli City. If the Hurd people wanted to break the siege, they had to conquer it.

  So Sackler supported Beizhai with six battalions, intending to use Beizhai as bait to catch Heard reinforcements and then annihilate them in one fell swoop.

   As a result, the Sackler team encountered an ambush on the way—unexpectedly and logically, the Hurds were also fishing.

   They used the Beizhai as bait to lure Paratus to attack with the main force and encircle the points for reinforcements.

  The plan has changed, but for Sackler the situation is still manageable, it just requires technical adjustments.

  Whether it uses Beizhai as the bait or his six brigades as the bait, as long as the strategic purpose is achieved, it makes no difference.

   By interrogating the prisoners, Sackler has roughly learned that the Heard reinforcements in front of him are actually composed of two parts.

   The Hede army that is besieging Beizhai is led by the uncle and younger brother of Yaxin, the chief of the Chihe Department, and can be regarded as a peripheral force of the Chihe Department.

   The Hurd army who was fighting to help was the Terdun Department, led by the leader of the fire roaster himself.

  In the past, every time there was a battle, not only did the tribes of Heder die, but the tribes that were not attacked by the troops would happily annex the tribes that were defeated by the Paratus.

  No one knows how Yassin persuaded Teltown to send troops, but it seemed that the Fireboilers were determined to fight the Paratus.

   But it doesn’t matter, with the strength of the Palatine Army, we can handle it.

   Unlike General Arpad, who is brave, fiery, and always passionate, Sackler is a master of strategy. He is calm, cautious, and prefers to rely on meticulous advance planning to win.

   But the plan never changes quickly. Who would have thought that just last night, an inconspicuous **** on the chessboard suddenly came to a position that everyone expected.

   Now the Teltown unit is madly attacking the Jesska unit, but Sackler's six battalions are put aside.

  The troops of the Hurds were scattered, the troops of the Chihe Department were feigning to attack the Beizhai, and the Terdun Department was attacking the bridgehead.

   Isn't it a good thing for the enemy to divide their forces?

   The bad thing is that the forces of the Palatine Army are also scattered.

   Bridgehead - Sackler Department - Beizhai, these three camps are distributed on the north bank and resemble a long snake.

   Among them, the bridgehead has the least troops, only the Jieska brigade plus two centenarians.

  Beizhai had two brigades, and Sekle had six brigades.

   Sackler originally wanted to lure the Hurds to attack the snake's head or waist, but the snake's tail made up its own mind, and suddenly slapped the fire roaster's crotch.

   Now the Hurd reinforcements stretched out two fists, one to the head and one to the tail.

  The distance from the bridgehead to Beizhai is about 17 kilometers in a straight line, and the infantry has to walk for five to six hours.

   But for the Hurds with a large number of horses, it was only a half-hour extreme march.

The advantage of    cavalry over infantry's short-range maneuverability is vividly reflected in the distance of 17 kilometers.

   Only war manipulates human beings, no one can manipulate war. The situation is spiraling out of control, on both sides.

   In this game of chess, the Hurds are taking the initiative, and their two troops can quickly join forces, but the Palatu army can't care for each other.

   "No need to explain." Lieutenant Colonel Jesska took off the sword medal and held it in the palm of his hand: "Please tell me what you have."

   Sackler was stunned for a moment, but quickly stabilized his mind.

   "You have no reinforcements here," the general informed.

   "Eight brigades in the main camp?" Jesska asked.

"The six brigades were severely damaged in the siege battle, and they were in charge of the siege. I have other uses for the other two battalions." Sackler stared at Jesska: "I'm going to clench a fist and hit the Chihe Department, never Divide the troops. Turtletown may be led away, maybe not."

  Jesska was silent for a while, looked at the medal in his hand and said, "This thing... it really is hot."

   "It should be sent to you in advance."

   "Then I have to ask you for one more thing." The one-eyed lieutenant colonel judged calmly: "After today, the Teltown people will never be able to attack this place again."

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