Lord of the North

"Send orders, clean up the battlefield, restrain the corpses of dead soldiers, strengthen the fortifications, increase the number of secret sentries, and be alert to the enemy's attack again." After one night, looking at the chaotic barracks, the temporary commander of the northern coalition faced his face with a tired face. The adjutant ordered.

Although the enemy's actions were discovered by the surviving secret sentry at the last moment last night, the hasty preparation time still made them flustered when defending against the incoming enemy, and they failed to organize a very effective defense.

Fortunately, the enemy's offensive came suddenly and went very quickly. The attack took less than an hour in total. After they had prepared their defensive formation and stabilized their position, Lancelot led the attack. With the army retreating so swaggeringly.

At that time, the temporary commander-in-chief almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and that feeling was really uncomfortable.

It's just that what makes him more uncomfortable is still behind, that is, a small half of the food they hoarded has been burned. Although the problem is not big, after all, Marquis Bode will rush to the front line with a large amount of war supplies in the near future, but this is true. Their morale still suffers.

And after dawn this morning, from the commanders of the battalions down to the ordinary soldiers, everyone's face was filled with inextricable depression, because they were all elite fighters from all over the country, but their barracks were closed last night. Being regarded as their own home, they came and went as they wanted, and took away the lives of thousands of their colleagues without any pressure.

And the enemy was left with less than three hundred corpses.

What an irony this is, coupled with the fact that the best commander died in battle some time ago, they immediately lost confidence in this war.

Even knowing that their next marshal is Bod Kryon, the fox of the north, cannot restore their confidence that has been slowly lost due to repeated setbacks in this war.

"My lord, please order to retreat." But at this moment, several nobles with wounds walked over fearfully, and said in a trembling voice.

After the interim marshal heard this, he turned around and looked at these people with no expression on his face, and said, "Marshal Sandra and His Majesty faced tremendous pressure and sacrificed tens of thousands of brave soldiers to successfully cross the Morning River , now you tell me to withdraw it?"

He knew very well that after the death of Marshal Sandra, these high-level military officials gradually began to retreat, so this kind of emotion spread rapidly in the army, but even if he died, he could not agree to such a thing.

"But you have also seen that even Lord Sandra's body has fallen into the hands of the enemy, and to put it bluntly, you can't command all the soldiers at all. We are now in a completely passive situation. Ah, if the attack like last night happens a few more times, I'm afraid there will be deserters in our army, and mutiny may even happen." A nobleman couldn't help but persuaded, and what he said was a bit serious.

It's just that what he said is indeed true. Now the temporary marshal was introduced to stabilize the morale of the army in order to avoid the situation of no leader. Moreover, the morale of the current military camp is very unstable. In case of any accident, there can be one person He can stand up and take the blame, he is more like a scapegoat for many forces.

"Unless I die, no one can take a step back from Chenhe!" The marshal's eyes widened, and he looked at the few people angrily and roared.

"Your Excellency, you should put the overall situation first!" At this time, another nobleman said seriously: "You have seen what happened last night. The enemy's navy is still sailing on the Morning River. Once they block the river, We don't even have a way out!"

That is to say, as long as Lancelot dares to be more ruthless and confident to block their desperate counterattack, he can transport troops from other landing points to the other side of the Morning River with a navy fleet, completely cutting off their retreat.

After hearing this sentence, the marshal was silent, and had to say that if such a thing happened, they would have to think about fighting to the death.

Not to mention whether you can defeat the enemy who has the right time and place,

Even if he can defeat them, how many people can survive in the 150,000 troops under his command.

At that time, can it still resist the invasion of the Lion Kingdom and even the Dolan Kingdom?

He never thought that the Dolan Kingdom would really not attack the empty Lopez Kingdom because of an alliance agreement. If he had the opportunity to completely annex the Dolan King, he would definitely not let this opportunity pass. What is honor?

"Think about it, Honorable Marshal." After the nobleman finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Yes, yes, my lord, you'd better think about it carefully, the Marquis of Bode and His Majesty will definitely understand you." The remaining nobles also hurriedly said, and then bowed and left, following the person who left first.

Only this taste was left, probably the most aggrieved marshal in the history of the Lopez Kingdom.

Finally, on the night of five days later, Lancelot personally led the army to attack their barracks again. This time, almost all the black crows who stayed in the north participated in the battle.

The secret sentry hidden in the dark was completely pulled out in just a few minutes. After a few rounds of bow and arrow salvos, five thousand cavalry swarmed in, and almost instantly overwhelmed the marshal who had been deployed outside the barracks in the past few days. line of defense.

In an instant, the entire barracks was on fire, and what the nobles were most worried about happened. There were traitors in the barracks. Although there were not many people, at most only a thousand people, they set fires everywhere and still gave Phil This great army has brought great chaos!

This attack did not only last for more than an hour like last time. This time the raid led by Lancelot lasted until noon of the next day before leading the army to retreat in an orderly manner.

Only a mess was left. According to statistics after the war, they lost about 4,000 people in this raid, while the army led by Lancelot only left less than 1,000 dead bodies.

This time, the marshal finally couldn't bear the pressure exerted by many nobles, and ordered to withdraw to the south bank of the Chen River.

But on the third day after he ordered the withdrawal to the south bank of the Morning River, he received a letter from the Marquis of Bode, ordering him to stick to his position on the north bank of the Morning River no matter what threats and difficulties he encountered.

After he finished reading the letter, he couldn't help but let out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma. After he woke up, his eyes were dull, and he committed suicide one night.

This time the nobles were terrified, and they all gathered together to discuss how to face the Marquis of Bode, and finally decided to put all the responsibility on this unfortunate "Master Marshal".

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