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The fierce cold wind blew by. Looking at the trembling soldiers whose faces were red and shivering, Count Fidris frowned.

The early morning in winter is undoubtedly a big challenge for the thinly dressed soldiers.

There is no way, time is too tight.

This army was put together by the private armies of nobles from all over the country. It was a temporary emergency mobilization. There were not so many cotton-padded clothes prepared in advance.

In theory, nobles should provide their own clothing for their private armies. However, in several provinces in the southern part of the principality, the temperature is more tropical, and cotton-padded clothes are not needed for winter.

Naturally, there will be no reserves for things that are not needed. Even after receiving the mobilization order, everyone worked hard to raise money, but it was still a drop in the bucket.

In the case of insufficient supplies, priority must be given to the main force, and ordinary soldiers can only rely on shivering to stay warm.

Unable to change into cotton-padded clothes, Count Fidris could only sigh helplessly. Just as he was about to get on his horse, his eyes suddenly changed and he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky.

Between the blue sky and white clouds, a gray shadow spreads its wings and hovers, like an eagle.

However, from a visual inspection, it was slightly larger than an ordinary eagle, and its circling movements seemed a bit weird. After circling directly above the army for several times, it turned over and danced a few times.

Count Fidlis' already ugly face became even more gloomy. The young officer next to him said in panic: "Father, he is the Eagle Man..."

Before the young man could finish his words, Count Fidelis slapped him on the back of the head and scolded him: "Shut up! I saw it too. Isn't he just an Eagle Scout? What's the fuss about!"

He spoke lightly, but deep down he was anything but relaxed. After a slight hesitation, Count Fidris immediately ordered:

"Send the order and let the gryphon cavalry take off for reconnaissance, but don't get entangled with the enemy."

They were all forced out. The number of gryphon cavalry was seriously insufficient and they could only be used sparingly.

If another air battle breaks out with the Yingren, one day even the last seeds may be lost.

The orc scouts have appeared, and it seems that the distance between the two sides is not far away. He turned to the officer beside him and asked: "How long has it been since the detective horses we sent sent back any news?"

"The last news I received was last night."

the officer replied.

"Get the map!"

As soon as Count Fidlis finished speaking, the adjutant beside him immediately took the map from his back, unfolded it, and brought it to him.

After finding the location of the army on the map, Count Fidris suddenly changed his face and said gloomily: "Oops..."

Before he finished speaking, the gryphon cavalry that had just taken off ran into trouble. It turns out that the previous performance of the eagle man in the air was to convey signals and call his companions to come over.

The unexpected encounter laid the foundation for the encounter to break out. The sparse gryphon cavalry did not dare to entangle the enemy in the air and hurriedly got rid of the Yingren pursuers.

But as a result, the reconnaissance mission was also ruined. Facing the large number of eagle men, the griffin cavalry could only retreat.

Seeing this scene, Count Fidelis was extremely panicked. He pretended to be calm and said: "Pass the order and triple the number of scouts out for investigation."

…

In the distant fields, a group of Behemoth cavalry were running wildly. From a distance, they could feel a powerful evil aura coming towards them.

Jorge is an old scout who has followed the coach in many battles. He has seen big scenes, but he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

Seeing the enemy approaching, Jorge slapped his head when he reacted, immediately lit the smoke and threw it on the ground, turned around and ran away.

This is a veteran’s emergency response. It was too late to go back and report the news. With the speed of the Beamon cavalry, everyone could only move forward and backward.

Accurate information cannot be transmitted back, so the only way is to light the special smoke in his hand to remind the coach behind him to be careful.

Even though Jorge reacted quickly, with just such a moment's delay, the Beamon Cavalry still had an idea for him. As soon as he escaped less than a mile, he was caught up and killed by the powerful Behemoth.

Jorge's sacrifice was not in vain. Although the Beamon cavalry quickly took measures to extinguish the smoke, the rising smoke still attracted the attention of colleagues more than ten miles away.

One after another, the smoke, distributed in a grid pattern, finally reached the army.

Count Fidris, realizing that something was wrong, groaned secretly. There is a vast plain for dozens of miles around, and the only fortification that can be considered is a baron's castle one mile away.

Not to mention the defensive capabilities of the castle, a small baron's castle cannot hold so many troops.

Without any hesitation, Count Fidris immediately ordered: "Send the order and turn to Ellente Castle."

Some fortifications are better than none. If you base your camp on a castle, you can at least place supplies inside the castle to ensure that the logistics are not destroyed by the enemy.

Deep in his heart, Count Fidris had secretly prayed: What he encountered was not the Beamon Cavalry Corps.

Encountering the Beamon Cavalry in the wild is a nightmare for all generals. Even with the advantage of military strength, Count Fidris did not have the confidence to win.

The best result is to rely on the military formation to push back the Beamon cavalry. Let's forget about the head-on confrontation. It's not easy for a family to establish a knighthood, and he can't bear to spend time here.

No matter what they are afraid of, as soon as the army arrived at Allente Castle, a scout came to report: "Your Excellency, there is a large group of Beamon cavalry in front. The number is very large and they are everywhere."

Tan Ma couldn't find a more suitable adjective due to his lack of vocabulary! All I can say is that it's all over the place.

The specific number of troops?

Unfortunately, the scouts never had time to count. The speed of Beamon, who was running wildly like a beast, was top-notch. He was a little slower and was not even qualified to report back.

In fact, when the scouts sent back specific news, the ground had already begun to tremble, and looming black spots appeared in the distant sky.

"Line up to meet the enemy!"

Count Fidlis was still secretly congratulating himself as he gave the order: Fortunately, he was cautious enough and took emergency measures immediately after receiving the smoke warning.

If an unprepared encounter occurs with the Beamon Cavalry in the wild, a farce that will collapse immediately will probably occur.

In an instant, the bloody killing began. There was no dialogue, and the battle broke out without even the generals of both sides showing their faces.

"Crossbow volley!"

"Archers prepare, release!"

"Spear thrower prepares, release!"

…

The orderly command was not able to prevent the Beamon cavalry from attacking. The armor covering the whole body prevented the charging Behemoth from a large number of arrows.

"Behemoth Heavy Cavalry", as soon as the idea came up, the military formation on the edge was already torn apart by the enemy.

The scene in front of him made Count Fidelis frown. The elites in hand are limited, and it is impossible to take into account all positions. It is inevitable that the enemy will find loopholes.

"Give the order, no one is allowed to retreat. The war team is responsible for supervision. Anyone who disturbs the formation will be shot to death!"

The order was timely, but in the face of a collapsing situation, it was still in vain. No matter how powerful the supervising team is, it can't stop the speed of the army's collapse.

At one point, he wanted to order the knights around him to attack and stop the Beamon Cavalry, but in the end Count Fidlis gave up.

After saving the collapsed situation, his own knighthood was gone. What's more, if you can stop the Beamon Cavalry once, you can't stop it the second time.

The cruel reality told him that taking a large number of new recruits on the road would be the biggest mistake.

However, the battle still had to continue, and the mere collapse of the local battlefield was not enough to make Count Fidris give up.

"The battle here will not end for a while. Kevin, find an opportunity to break out and send the news back to the capital. Let them seize the opportunity and immediately launch a war to force the Behemoth cavalry to return for reinforcements!"

He said it was easy, but deep down Count Fidris was not sure at all. Troops from all over the place are on the road, and reinforcements are simply too late.

The only way is: the cavalry attack and the defenders in Da Pest City should cooperate with each other to launch an attack on the orc army besieging the royal capital, forcing the Behemoth cavalry to return for reinforcements.

This is a race of life and death. Whoever ends the battle first will be the winner of this battle.

"Father, but..."

Before Kevin could express his worries, Count Fidris interrupted: "Not so much, but, this is an order!

What you have to do now is - execute! Everything else has nothing to do with you. "

…

At the same time that the war broke out, the five orc royal courts also started wars on the border. The original strategy of moving westward was just a cover.

Caught off guard, many border fortresses were taken down in one battle, and the struggling city of Terence became crumbling.

Faced with the sudden deterioration of the situation, Marshal Hodge could only look up at the sky speechlessly.

It's not that the defenders are weak, it's that the enemy is playing too hard. As soon as they mobilized troops from the front line and returned to relieve the siege of Pest, they encountered a fierce attack by the orcs. It was obvious that the enemy had been prepared.

According to normal circumstances, even if the orcs used the troops besieging the city of Da Pest to fish, they should send a large army across the defense line to reinforce at this time.

In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the strategy to relieve the siege of Pest, Marshal Hodge also specially arranged his troops to prepare to block the orc army halfway.

Unexpectedly, the plan did not change quickly, and the orcs simply did not follow common sense.

The plan to besiege the Warhammer Kingdom was temporarily cancelled. The army was in danger and did not care about it. They wanted to remove these "nail households".

A large number of troops have been mobilized, and now is the time when the Terrence defense line is at its weakest. Besides watching the fortresses fall, Marshal Hodge found himself unable to do anything.

Suddenly, it dawned on him. From beginning to end, the target of the orcs was the hundreds of thousands of defenders on the front line.

Without these troops, the Principality of Moxi would be considered useless. Even if the siege of Da Pest is lifted, it cannot stop the reality of decline.

It's useless to see through the conspiracy. If we don't seize this opportunity to launch a rescue battle, then the plan to storm the city of Da Pest will become a reality.

Once the city of Da Pest falls, for the Principality of Moxi, it will not only lose its capital, but also its hope and faith.

The most critical thing is that the army on the front line will be reduced to a lonely army. Not only will the morale of the army be severely damaged, but all logistical supplies will also be gone.

Although a large amount of food and grass was stored in the city in advance, there would always be a day when it would be exhausted.

Compared with food and grass, what is more troublesome are the materials used to defend the city. Every day's fighting consumes a lot of money, and the city's reserves alone cannot sustain it for long.

In the face of absolute strength, planning alone cannot turn things around. The reality before the Mossi people is that no matter what they choose, the final outcome will be a tragedy.

Looking back in the direction of the royal capital, Marshal Huo Qi secretly made up his mind. If we are unable to reverse the principality's declining trend, we must buy as much time as possible for the country.

Every extra day that the Terrence defense line holds out, it will be able to contain the main force of the Orcs for one more day. After paying such a heavy price, if the siege of Da Pest cannot be solved, the Principality of Moxi will be completely in despair.

…

Along with the discomfort is the Warhammer Kingdom. The previous unusual movements of the orc army on the front line had forced the defenders to dare not act rashly.

Even if they saw the main force of the orc army turning around, they still did not dare to send troops back to reinforce the battlefield of Atrus, for fear that the enemy would make a false shot.

In fact, there is no shortage of people on the battlefield of Atrus. What they lack is the elite knights who can fight against the orc cavalry.

As a kingdom, the Warhammer Kingdom has a stronger family background than the Principality of Moxi, but this thickness is also quite limited.

The Warhammer Kingdom has a large population and a large territory, but it cannot hold up. A large amount of the land in the Warhammer Kingdom is mountainous, and the land on the plains is not as fertile as the Principality of Moxi. The financial gap between the two countries is not large.

Poverty produces strong soldiers, but poverty cannot produce knights. Limited by financial resources, there are not even a few cavalry regiments.

Even if the soldiers are more resilient, facing the orc cavalry rushing around, they can only look back and sigh.

As food and grass encountered accidents again and again, Joseph II's anger grew day by day.

The nearby nobles' granaries are almost empty by the army. If this continues, everyone will starve sooner or later.

Evacuation was non-existent, and even if Joseph II was willing, the surrounding orc army would not agree.

I was drunk when I thought about it, an army of 700,000 was actually restrained by an army of 90,000 orcs.

Facing the heavily defended camp, the orc army was helpless. But once they move out, the orc cavalry will rush up immediately.

Unless they are marching together in military formation. Obviously, this is impossible. What kind of military formation can accommodate an army of 700,000 people?

Even if they formed a formation, there was no way to move forward in an orderly manner. A plain does not mean that all land is on the same horizon. It has the same ups and downs, but is relatively gentle.

…

"Have you found the location of the orc infantry?"

Joseph II asked solemnly.

If he had a choice, he would never personally command the army again. This kind of passive fighting is really frustrating.

From the moment the army gathered in the Atrus province, they were led by the enemy all the way, as if they were walking a dog.

After several active attacks, not only did they fail to crush the enemy's plot, but they accompanied two cavalry regiments and four knights suffered heavy losses.

However, the results achieved were only good according to what his subordinates said. Anyway, when everyone is asked to attack later, everyone pushes back and blocks, as if attacking is going to the execution ground.

"Your Majesty, it's confirmed. A large group of bear infantry was found stationed at Fort Yaklon, fifty miles away from us."

The middle-aged general replied hurriedly.

They also spent a lot of effort on this information. Nearly a hundred scouts paid the price with their lives.

It's just that human life is worthless on the battlefield. On average, there are more than four-digit casualties every day, and everyone has long been numb to numbers.

"Fifty miles is still a bit far away. But with the current situation, we can't care that much.

Guards, notify senior officers to come over and discuss the battle plan. "

Joseph II said with a slightly solemn expression.

The orc cavalry has taken the initiative on the battlefield, and the longer time passes, the more unfavorable the situation becomes for them.

If you don't take the initiative to find fighter planes for a decisive battle, the army behind you will be out of food and unable to fight even if you want to.

In fact, even if the orc cavalry did not disturb their food routes, they would not be able to hold on for long.

Mobilizing 700,000 troops at once seems very impressive, but the logistical pressure it brings is also beyond imagination.

The province of Atrus is located in the middle of the kingdom. It is not a planned battlefield at all, and no material reserves have been carried out in advance. All the army's consumption depends on temporary raising.

The problems facing the Warhammer Kingdom include, in addition to the logistics of the army, the large number of refugees brought about by the war.

I don’t know why, but this time the orc army suddenly changed its gender. Instead of engaging in a horrific massacre, they expelled the serfs and left.

The Warhammer Kingdom can resettle refugees from one city to another. But when the people in several southern provinces became refugees, it became an unsolvable problem.

If relief is not available, the only option is suppression. Many areas of the Warhammer Kingdom have been reduced to hell on earth.

In a sense, Joseph II was also caught between a rock and a hard place. The outcome of the Battle of Atrus will be directly related to the future destiny of the Warhammer Kingdom.

If you retreat, not only will the entire army be defeated, but the situation in the central provinces will also be completely destroyed; if you attack, not only will you not be able to completely annihilate the orc army, but you will be led by the enemy.

The best option is to grab the infantry in the orc army and beat them hard, lure the enemy's cavalry to come to their aid, and find an opportunity to severely damage the enemy.

…

Two wars ushered in a fateful decision at the same time. Hudson, who knew nothing about it, led an army towards the city of Pest.

What troubled him was that there were suddenly more hawks in the sky, making it impossible for his gryphon cavalry to go out for normal reconnaissance.

In order to drive away these annoying people, Bear Stearns had already attacked several times, causing the cubs to look at him with resentment in their eyes, as if they were complaining about his abuse of child labor.

Reason told Hudson that the less the enemy was willing to let them do something, the more they would do it.

The eagle men were dispatched in large numbers just to block the airspace and prevent the griffin cavalry from going out for reconnaissance. Something big must have happened.

When he was hesitating, the smoke suddenly rose from behind, causing Hudson's expression to change immediately.

"Black smoke is billowing, the orcs are attacking Terrence's defense line!"

In an instant, Hudson understood. The flaw that the orcs deliberately exposed this time was not to engage in an encirclement and annihilation battle under the city of Da Pest, but to target the front-line defenders of Terence.

For the Orc Empire, compared to conquering the city of Da Pest, it is obviously an effective force to annihilate the Principality of Moxi and has more strategic value.

Knowing what he knew, Hudson still gave up the idea of ​​returning to support Terrence's defense. It’s not a question of whether you want to or not, but simply you can’t do it.

On the way here, I was worried that the orc army would sneak attack on the back road, and the expeditionary force would cause destruction along the way. The current main road is full of potholes and is not suitable for large army operations at all.

If you want to go back, you must first build the road. Everyone knows that destruction is easier than construction. One can only ask the Lord of the Dawn how destructive it can be by relying on the free play of the soldiers.

"Send the order and speed up the march! We must arrive at the gates of Dapest within two days."

Reason tells Hudson that now is not the time to conserve strength. If we cannot take advantage of the departure of the Beamon cavalry to lift the siege of Dapes first, the situation will be even worse.

…

Early in the morning, Haiyue was updated, so let’s start walking.