Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 282 Information

   Dahu patrols the river, and every where he goes, the people of Terdun are all cheering loudly.

   Just listening to the battle cry on the other side was like a dull thunder, one after another, first from far to near, then from near to far.

   Residents of Niu Hoof Valley ran out of their homes to find out what was going on, but when they knew what the "thunder" was, they were so frightened that they lost their minds.

  Some people even exclaimed, "It's the horn! The horn of the end of the world!" They even crawled to the church to take refuge.

   "So this is Armageddon?" On the church bell tower, Winters smiled and asked Carman next to him: "Is the scene too small?"

   Honestly speaking, even Winters felt a little insulted when he saw the chaos in Oxhoof Valley.

  Kaman sighed softly, raised his hand in a salute, and asked indifferently: "The world is where the eyes of mortals can reach, isn't this war a doomsday war for them?"

"It doesn't matter if you can survive. But if everyone just wants to survive, no one can survive. Bard's division of men and women and children has a remarkable effect. It can not only properly protect women, children and the elderly, but also allow men to give birth to children. Courage to fight."

"Um."

   "I need your help with this."

   Kaman snorted softly, conveying a kind of "surely" contempt.

   He stared at the people fleeing in the town square, and answered without looking up, "It's not for you."

   "Okay." Winters walked downstairs with a cane: "By the way, Bud caught a prisoner and called himself 'Father Saul'. You can help identify it when you have time."

  Kaman ignored Winters, but the holy emblem in his hand slipped off inadvertently and fell straight to the ground.

  …

   At the door of the church, Charles and Heinrich have their horses ready and are on standby.

  Samujin was dressed neatly and held his sword in salute: "The Volunteer Brigade can ring the bell at any time to prepare for battle."

   "Don't worry." Winters stepped on his horse and looked relaxed: "Even if there is a war in the afternoon, let everyone rest and recharge in the morning. Not to mention that there will be no war today."

   "Then...what are you doing?" Samukin was a little flustered.

  Wen Tesla moved the reins and squeezed the horse's ribs lightly: "The monkey's **** face is showing off its power over there, I'll go see the lively."

   The steed trotted, and Samukin chased after him, shouting anxiously: "Just bring Charles and Heinrich? Then you can bring a few more guards! Wait, I'll go too!"

   Winters laughed loudly and rode his horse out of the Valley of the Hoofs.

  …

  The cyan ponytail is marching on the west bank, announcing to both the enemy and us that "Khan" is coming to the battlefield.

  Winters adorned side by side on the east bank, and followed until the ponytail on the opposite bank turned around and the battle cry died down.

   "Look." Winters pointed to the opposite bank with his whip: "The monkey's **** face turned back."

   "Let's go back too?" Charles asked.

   "Map."

  Heinrich carefully took out the large map from his saddlebag and handed it over to the military tribunal.

  Looking around, Winters found some landmarks that could identify the location. He smiled and said, "Hey, it's almost time for Forge Township."

  Charle exclaimed: "Forge Township? That must be twenty kilometers?"

   "It's twenty-three kilometers." Winters marked the map: "A round of battle cry is a camp, and that's why you two count."

   "The camp? The monkey's butt-faced camp actually stretches for twenty kilometers?!" Ciel was even more astonished.

   "Hard's tribes have a lot of livestock, and the distance is not widened, and there is no place for the horses to graze." Winters rolled up the map and tapped his left shin a few times through his boots:

   "Although the West Bank is already scorched, but the fire-boilers don't come, the middle-level leaders of the Teltown Department still dare not easily change the marching route. But now that the monkey **** face is coming, the group of hungry wolves from the Teltown Department are about to move."

   Probably because the river was too cold, from the day Swimming raided the Tartai Department, Winters' old injury on his left leg relapsed, and he had to walk with a cane again.

   "Go back now?"

   "Don't be in a hurry, go further, and after this hill is Forge Township. Let's go and have a look."

   Winters jumped on his horse and galloped away. Shire and Heinrich followed. The three climbed over the hillside and headed towards Forge Township.

  …

  Telltown Department's big account, all the big and small leaders were called to discuss.

  The skylight was covered with cowhide, and the light in the tent was dim, only the light of fire.

   Nayan and Kota sat in a circle around the campfire to show that everyone could speak freely in military affairs regardless of the masters and subordinates.

   "Can't drag it any longer!" Tai Chi, the uncle of the fire roaster, almost broke through the tent: "Attack, detour, make up your mind!"

   Approve one after another:

   "Taichi is right!"

   "The hay you brought has long since been eaten up. The animal spirits are now shaving the grass roots to eat, how can they be full?"

   "Grassroots? Two-legged people set fire, and the grassroots were scorched!"

A Qing Lingyu with white temples stood up and said, "The children sent a letter saying that the two-legged man's defense in the upstream is very lax. Ganquan, Chuomahan and other sons have already crossed the river, since the two-legged man is here to block Then you and I should avoid them and go upstream or downstream."

   There was another round of approval in the big tent.

   For such things as "going without a fight", the Hurds have no psychological burden. In the Hurd culture, there is no moral constraint on "escape".

   If you are good, you will advance, if you are bad, you will retreat. If you can’t beat it, you will run.

   But the reality is always more comical than the plausible one.

   The Teltown nobles who appeared in the tent at the moment were all leaders who could not cross the river. They couldn't cross the river because there were defenders on the other side.

  It stands to reason...you are blocking me downstream, so I can go upstream and loot?

   But the nobles of Teltown can’t detour. They can detour in a small area, but they can’t maneuver in a large area of ​​hundreds of kilometers.

   They're not deadheaded, stubborn, or detoured—in fact, they're thinking mad.

   For example, Tai Chi.

   Hearing that someone else made a fortune by attacking the new land, and then looking at his own emaciated cattle and horses, Tai Chi's heart hurts like being fried on a red-hot iron plate.

   But Tai Chi couldn't go, he had to stay here because of the fire roaster's military order.

The   Telltown people's marching route is not just "how to walk", but also a way of distributing benefits.

   If Tai Chi goes to loot elsewhere, it is like milking the goat’s milk from someone else’s house.

  The fire roaster agrees on the marching route, and only the fire roaster can modify it.

Anything that the kotas can decide, they speak their minds; anything that the kotas can't decide, any attempt to cross the line will incur the most severe punishment - the alpha wolf will not allow any member of the wolf pack to challenge his authority, not even the leader. Neither does the wolf's uncle.

  The Teltown nobles in the big tent waited for the stars and the moon, and waited for three days, and finally they waited for the fire-boiler.

  Everyone is waiting for the fire roaster to speak, and then quickly leave the hard bone in front of him and go to a place where it is easier to eat.

   The fire roaster finally spoke, but the first sentence was a question: "Taltai is life or death, can you wait to know?"

no one knows.

  Some Kota told the fire-boiler: "There are no living people, dead... two-legged people dragged the bodies away."

   "Let me all the people in Tartai you are waiting to contain." The fire roaster said gruffly: "I want to ask them a question."

   There is no objection, after all, there are not many living people in the Tartai Department.

   "What about the horses and goods in Tartai?" asked Kota.

   "You can keep it."

   It turned out to be just a few people to go out, so no one objected.

  The big tent was quiet again, and everyone was waiting for the fire roaster to speak and say something more critical.

   The fire roaster pondered: "You and I..."

   "Khan!" The urgent shouts of the quiverers outside the tent interrupted the fire roaster's words. A military meeting was being held in the big tent, and the quivermen dared not come in: "A messenger has been sent from the other side!"

   "What?" The fire roaster abruptly stood up, walked to the tent door in three steps, and kicked open the tent curtain: "Where?"

  The big tent was also like a frying pan, and all the Kota got up one after another and whispered to each other to ask and inquire.

   "Shut up!" the fire roaster shouted.

  The big tent suddenly fell silent.

   So he removed the covering, opened the skylight, and the tent suddenly became bright. The fire roaster returned to the upper seat, the kotas sat on both sides, and everything returned to its original appearance.

  The messenger was brought forward.

   As soon as he entered the tent, the messenger fell to his knees, wishing to bury his face in the carpet.

   The fire roaster did not speak. The old interpreter understood and asked in common language: "Who are you?"

   The messenger opened his mouth, but he spoke in Hedd. But his voice was as thin as a mosquito and could not be heard at all.

   A group of Teltown nobles exchanged glances, and in the end, Tai Chi couldn't hold back his anger: "Eggless gelding! Speak out loud to me!"

   "Taltai Headman! I am the commander of the Tartai Headman's family!"

   is the slave. The servants at home are the more favored slaves.

   The fire roaster's face darkened.

   "Taltai?" The old translator's eyes narrowed, and he asked for the fire roaster: "Is Tartai dead or alive?"

   "No no no...don't know."

   "How did he cross the river?" the old interpreter asked the quiver escorting the messenger.

   "On a raft."

   "Just him."

"Yes."

  Tai Chi patted the table impatiently and asked the messenger, "What does the two-legged man want you to do?"

  The messenger fell tremblingly on the ground, and answered with a trembling voice: "Send a message."

   "What message? Say it!"

   The messenger's Adam's apple turned and dared not open his mouth.

"Say!!"

  The messenger stammered and shouted: "The headman on the other side... The headman Ronald wants to ask the Khan to cross the river to fight with him... He promises not to stop the Khan from crossing the river..."

  …

  There is a military meeting on the side of the Teltown people, and Winters is also holding a military meeting here in the Oxhoof Valley.

  Compared to the Teltown Department, Winters' meeting was small, with five company commanders plus himself, a total of six people.

   "I found a prisoner and sent a message to the monkey **** face on the other side." Winters announced with a smile: "In the name of Major Ronald, I invite the monkey **** face to cross the river and fight with me."

  Tamas, Bart Shaling, Samukin and other company-level officers were shocked at first, and then inexplicable.

  Bart Xialing swallowed: "Then...will the barbarian chief agree?"

   "I don't know either." Winters unfolded the map on the table: "I promise Monkey Butt Face anyway. I'll never intercept him when he's crossing the river."

   "Huh?" Tamas was shocked: "What if the barbarians really cross the river?"

   "Of course you have to hit the enemy halfway!" Winters answered rightly.

   There was a moment of silence in the small room, then bursts of laughter.

   "You are the chief who wants to provoke the barbarians?" Samukin asked, blinking.

   "If this can irritate the monkey's **** face, it means that he has not made much progress." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Winters' mouth: "I want to see how he reacts."

   "What if the barbarian chief doesn't respond?"

   "No response is also a response."

  Tamas asked curiously, "Why use the name of Major Ronald?"

Winters looked out the window with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "We have a great hatred with the monkey **** face. If he finds out that the opponent is me or you, what will he do next... It is difficult to use common sense to speculate. "

   The room erupted in violent laughter again.

"If you want me to say, get a pot, melt a little gold and pour it on top. Take it to the river and say hello to the barbarians on the other side." Bart Xialing smiled slyly: "I can't say that when the barbarians get hot, Regardless of the killing, we will take the opportunity to hit them in the head and knock them all to death on the river bank."

   Winters was noncommittal and glanced at the others: "Do you think so too?"

   Someone nodded.

  Tamas shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't think this is good. The barbarian chief on the other side suffered a big loss from you last time. If you let him know that we have you here, he will definitely be more vigilant."

   "How can a barbarian be so smart?" Bart Xialing retorted.

  Tamas was silent.

   "If you were monkey butt-faced and knew that I was on the other side of the river, how would you make a decision?" Winters had the heart to test several subordinates in the school: "Think about it, everyone must answer."

  Bart Xialing's mind was quick, and he was the first to speak: "If it was a barbarian chief, I think he would kill him regardless. If it were me... I would avoid you and go to fight somewhere else."

   After Bart Xialing finished speaking, there was no second person to speak for a long time.

   Seeing that his subordinates did not respond enthusiastically, Winters began to call him: "Tamas, you are the first company commander, you speak first."

   "I..." Tamas muttered: "My words... withdraw to the wasteland."

   "Why?" Winters wondered.

  Tamas said in a lower voice: "...I dare not fight with you."

   Winters couldn't help laughing and laughing. He didn't have a cane. He picked up his cane and gave Tamas a stick: "Am I telling you to flatter you?!"

  Tamas didn't dare to hide either. He took a stick and stumbled, saying, "I meant to say that I...I can't beat you again, so...so it's better not to fight..."

   Before he finished speaking, Tamas took another stick.

   Winters said slowly: "It is also a reasonable decision to withdraw to the wasteland, accumulate strength, and fight another day."

   "Yes, that's what I meant." Tamas happily continued.

   Winters sighed heavily: "Samukin, you said."

While watching the lively Samu Jinru was struck by lightning, he thought hard for a long time before he said: "I think you can leave a few people to restrain you, and then go to the place where our defense is weak to make a sneak attack. You can also go to Vigne to cross the river, and then go Enter Tiefeng County by land."

  The five company commanders finished their speeches, and the content was similar, except for the three ways of attacking, withdrawing troops, and detouring.

"Do you see what I mean now?" Winters held on to his cane: "As soon as the person being burned knows I'm here, his decision-making process will change, in any case different from when he didn't know anything. What are the advantages of the people of Erdun?"

   "Strength." Bart Xialing responded quickly: "They have a lot more people than us. They all ride on horses and have better mobility than us."

   "Strength, mobility. That's all." Winters nodded approvingly and continued to ask, "What is the advantage of our army?"

   "The terrain, we rely on the river to defend. As long as the river doesn't freeze, they won't be able to get through." Bart Xialing answered again.

"anything else?"

   "Food." Samukin said softly, "We still have something to eat. The West Bank is burnt, and the longer the Terdun barbarians drag on, the less they will eat. The weather is getting colder and colder."

   "Yes, time is also on our side. The longer it drags on, the more uncomfortable the people of Teltown will be." Winters nodded: "There is one more thing, our army has an absolute advantage."

  Bart Shalling thought hard and said a lot of things such as "weapons" and "tactics", and Winters shook his head.

  Tamas said cautiously: "And you, as you command, we will have an absolute advantage."

   Then the company commander took another blow, and Winters struck so hard that the cane was broken.

   "Wait." Winters slapped the broken cane on the table and said bitterly, "I'll bring a lead cane next time."

Seeing that a few people couldn't answer, Winters took out a box of chess pieces: "The Teltown people don't know our reality, we know the details of the Teltown people - in addition to time and terrain, intelligence is our most important advantage! "

   He placed chess pieces on the map, representing the Teltown people with the horse head chess, and the Iron Peak County troops with the castle. The situation of the two sides was clear at a glance.

On the   south line, the Teldun people have already invaded Xia Tiefeng County and are wreaking havoc in the three towns of Langtun, Heishui and Wuqi.

On the   Northern Front, the Terdens failed to attack Shovel Harbor and began to turn towards Vigne.

   On the center line, the main force of the Telltown Department led by the Burner was blocked on the west bank of the Big Horn River.

   The main force of Tiefeng County was stationed in Shengke Town, and at the same time, the main force was stationed in Niuho Valley, Xiaoshi Town and Forge Township.

  There is not a single chess piece on the circle representing Gervodin on the map.

   Winters closed his smile and turned serious. Everyone knew that he was about to give an order, and they sat upright.

   "Remove my personal flag."

"Yes!"

   "The battle plan is strictly prohibited from being communicated below the company commander without my permission."

"Yes!"

   "There are people around the fire roaster who can use the common language, and the battle plan and troop numbers will be changed to code names."

"Yes!"

   "From now on." Winters slammed his fist on the map: "The battle plan 'Tempest' is officially launched!"

   [Because of the compression of the dots, if the map is too large, the labels will be unclear; if the map is too small, it will not be fully visible]

   [So the following battle map should be a double size map, the big map looks at the overall situation, and the small map is marked]

   [The current marking colors are tentatively set as follows: Iron Peak County side [blue], Teltown side [red], and battle history [yellow]. Please feel free to comment, thank you]

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   (end of this chapter)