Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Chapter 227 Thunder Strike

"General Simon!"

Berdet greeted him coldly.

Simon was familiar with him and knew his character.

Many monastery knights put faith first, and Burdet didn't care about anything worldly.

Such people were not threatening at all, and they were in a high position in the Duke's heart.

Although Simon was irritable, there was no need to provoke him. What if his attitude was almost the same? Just follow orders.

So he smiled very rarely and said in a negotiating tone: "Knight Burdet, I need your knights to help."

"General Simon, just give the order."

"Okay, there will be an army passing by here tomorrow. Your task is to defeat the other side, the faster the better."

Simon had already obtained detailed information about Rogge, the leading general of the Locke Kingdom, and knew that he was an excellent general.

The conspicuous trick of besieging a point and attacking reinforcements was an insult to the other side's IQ.

A victory in a battle could not change the situation in the Monta Province.

What was needed was a thunder strike, directly defeating the other side, and then retreating normally.

It was so real that Burdette did not participate in other tasks. It was just a normal attack.

Under normal circumstances, of course, they could evacuate quickly.

But according to Rogge's arrangement, most of the first line of defense had been arranged, especially Farid's army, and only some camp positions needed to be adjusted.

Then... the attacking monastery knights would be entangled by other supporting troops. It depends on whether Rogge can resist the temptation.

These are Simon's plans. He has learned them in Derek's side for many years.

Battlefield games are not limited to one style. You don't need to defeat the enemy to lure the enemy. Sometimes it is more real to be strong.

He did not explain it in detail to Burdette. Only he knew the whole strategic plan.

Burdette simply took the order and left. He returned to the camp and announced to eat, rest, and prepare for battle.

The camp of the monastery knights is completely different from other military camps. It is not only neat and tidy, but also relatively silent.

Various symbols of God are spread all over the camp, and even the knights' armor is engraved with various religious patterns.

Burdette returned to the tent as usual. Although he had servants to serve him, he was used to wiping his armor and maintaining his weapons by himself.

There would be a battle tomorrow, so today's maintenance would be more careful.

He gently wiped the weapon with a cloth made of elk skin, and the sharp blade flashed with cold light.

This was a high-quality weapon produced in Augusta Territory, almost the pinnacle product of this era.

At least Burdette had not seen many weapons comparable to his sword.

After doing all this, he knelt carefully on the mat, took out a cross, and prayed silently.

This was his habit, especially before the war.

After a long time, he stood up and packed up his things. There were still many things to deal with before the battle.

The cross he put into the armor completely returned to the darkness.

No one would see the tiny words engraved on the cross... Derek.

...

Rogge rubbed his forehead tiredly. He was exhausted these days.

Facing the Northland Knights, the pressure was unimaginable for ordinary people.

He had confidence in his soldiers, but his opponent was also the Northland Knight who was the best in the continent.

Fortunately, the situation in Monta Province was not bad. The commander of the garrison, Farid, was an excellent general who was also aware of the situation and willing to cooperate with him.

He knew that it was rare for the other party to give up some power. Otherwise, even with the king's order, it would not be so easy for him to subdue the local snake.

Especially when facing foreign enemies, it is likely that he compromised.

And Farid was very cooperative. He not only helped to choose the camp, but also sent people to help collect some materials and workers.

He even wanted to see the garrison, and the other party generously took him to visit.

Everything was developing in a good direction. Rogge believed that unity could stop the army of the Northern Principality.

He was just writing a letter to report to King Arthur, in which he praised Farid.

He could not pretend that he did not see the other party's efforts.

Of course, there were many nobles in Monta Province who had flirted with the Northern Principality, and he was mentally prepared before coming.

Farid did send troops to suppress several nobles who wanted to surrender, and put them all in prison, waiting for post-war disposal.

In this regard, Rogge's advice to King Arthur was to kill them all to deter those nobles who had other ideas.

He read the letter again, sealed it up, and sent someone to send it away quickly.

After a short rest, Rogge changed his entourage: "Have all the troops arrived at the stationed location? Have you encountered any problems?"

The attendant can accurately answer without looking through the records: "There are still three thousand-man teams that have not arrived. In addition, General Brun set out the latest and has not responded yet."

The thousand-man team is the first line of defense. If you really encounter a large number of enemy troops, it is used for early warning.

But Brun's army is a reserve force, which can be filled at any time. At critical moments, it can quickly support and fight with more people against fewer.

So Rogge was a little dissatisfied. This is an important node. How can he be so slack?

"Hurry up and ask him to speed up, otherwise I will change someone."

"Yes."

...

General Brun was leading the army slowly forward. He set out late today, and there was a reason.

Most people don't know that he was born in Monta Province, so this time he returned to his hometown.

No matter how strict Rogge's management is, it is only for ordinary soldiers. Brun's generals have a lot of autonomy.

Last night, an old friend visited us, and we drank all night, so we set out late today.

However, General Brun didn't think the problem was serious. If he was late for half a day, could there be an accident?

General Brun accepted the urging order from the legion commander respectfully on the surface, but when the messenger left, he immediately spit on the ground: "Bah, making a fuss."

He was a die-hard fan of King Arthur and was placed in the army, so he was not afraid of Rogge.

"Keep going, be careful, don't get into trouble."

General Brun still had some military awareness, scouts led the way, and the vanguard went first.

After all, this is the front line, and we may encounter enemies.

At this time, the monastery knights had already organized Godefa, and Burdette put on his armor and waited for the scout's reply.

Several outsiders were around him. If Brun was there, they would find that this was his old friend.

If you drink too much, it is easy to be tricked.

It's not important news, just the next day's march.

Brun's camp is not on the front line, so it's not that dangerous.

Now, he is about to suffer the consequences.

"General Burdett, it should be about time. My old friend is full of bad intentions, but he has no real ability, so there will be no accidents."

Old friend? Those who come to the door at this time have no good intentions.