Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

The sudden encounter with the cavalry of the Northern Principality was a minor shock to the supporting army of the Holy Cross people.

Fortunately, it is normal for small groups of cavalry to bypass the city and harass them. The army has already prepared a plan, and the soldiers are mentally prepared and have a strong endurance.

But for the top brass of the army, they were very frightened.

The more you know, the more you fear.

Soldiers fleeing from the front lines were centrally controlled in what was only a tiny, insignificant place for a huge army.

The morale of the Holy Cross people was very high. They resisted the invaders on their own territory, and they had priests accompanying them. They bravely repelled the scattered cavalry of the Northern Principality.

However, the entire army also stopped to rest. The lower-level soldiers would not consider why they were resting. They would only be happy to have half a day's rest.

At this time, the top military officials were all sitting around a table, and their faces were all very serious.

"What should we do now?" General Gill looked at his silent colleagues and asked for their opinions: "The situation is already very dangerous. We are very close to the army of the Northern Principality. Should we leave or stay?"

As the person in charge of supporting the army this time, he has received dual support from the church and the king. Although he has deputies and chief priests to check and balance, in terms of combat... he has absolute power, and no one will destroy this cooperation.

This was originally a good thing, but now he would rather not have absolute power.

As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, although he has no brilliant record, he also knows how dangerous the situation in front of him is.

Advancing was the army of the Northern Principality that had just conquered the City of Sighs. Unless he bet that the opponent was at the end of his strength, in fact he thought this possibility was infinitely small.

Retreating is not as easy as imagined. The army of the Northern Principality will not just watch its prey escape from in front of them. The retreat may turn into a rout.

Wherever General Gill looked, everyone lowered their heads. Everyone was aware of the situation, and naturally no one was willing to stand up and take the blame.

General Gill cursed in his heart, a bunch of bastards who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Then he reluctantly expressed his thoughts: "The City of Sighs has fallen. The Northern Principality is unstoppable. That Duke is not an easy person to deal with. The future of the kingdom can be foreseen to be very difficult. We must preserve strength for the kingdom."

Although he said it very euphemistically, everyone could understand what he meant. What is preserving strength, but isn't it greed for life and fear of death?

The contempt in his heart did not prevent him from agreeing with his mouth: "The general is right. The Northern Principality has a limited army. How can it still occupy the entire kingdom?

We must conserve our strength and wait for the opportunity for revenge. "

“The true hero is the one who endures humiliation and endures heavy hardship.”

"His Majesty the King will consider our difficulties and be considerate of our decision."

You said something to me, and we quickly reached a consensus.

It's not that everyone doesn't have the courage to fight, it's just that they don't see the hope of winning, and they are unwilling to gamble.

"But... will Rockman allow us to retreat safely?" The chief priest, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked.

He doesn't understand military matters, but this is an obvious problem.

In fact, General Gill knew it well, and everyone here knew it, so no one took the initiative to say it.

But now the layman, the head pastor, has pierced the window paper, making the atmosphere extremely silent.

In the end, it was General Gill who showed an ugly smile and reluctantly said an answer that everyone could hide: "Don't worry, the army has enough plans, and a group of warriors will sacrifice themselves for God and Your Majesty."

Yes, there will always be little people who shine and warm hearts.

Even if the result is bleak, who cares?

The chief priest was silent. He didn't understand military affairs, but he understood people's hearts. The answer was already so obvious.

Soon, the army was divided into two, and a small part of the army was stationed on the spot to build a camp.

Their task is to guard this transfer point and ensure the safety of material transportation in the rear.

This is an important mission without having to face the enemy directly.

For the officer who stayed behind, General Gill specially chose a guy who was a civilian knight who he liked.

"Roman, I'm very optimistic about you. There were a lot of objections to this appointment, but I still chose to believe in you and guarded the transportation line in the rear for me. This time I defeated Rockman. I will take credit from you. Your Majesty will not be stingy with a piece of fiefdom, and I will be your guide on the road to the fiefdom."

General Gil spoke sincerely, and in the past he had always taken great care of the Roman knights and cultivated them vigorously.

Therefore, the Roman knights have absolute trust in him. Who would doubt his guide, teacher and elders?

An aristocratic general admires a genius from a civilian background, and the two compose a story. What a touching script?

"General, don't worry, I will definitely guard your retreat."

The Roman knight is full of confidence and vitality. He believes that he can become a fief noble and create a new family in the future.

General Gill patted him on the shoulder, thought for a moment, took off his precious sword, and handed it to the Roman knight himself: "Do a good job and don't live up to my expectations."

With tears in his eyes, the Roman knight agreed loudly.

Watching the other party leave, General Gill felt a little sad.

Everyone has feelings, and Roman, the kid, is indeed talented.

I have invested a certain amount of resources and emotions. If possible, I can write a good story and spread it to the world.

But...after all, he is a boy from a civilian background, and all his investments and even emotions can be measured by value.

When needed, you can abandon it.

He was sad not because of Roman, but because his investment was wasted.

But this is a necessary sacrifice. As the commander of the army, will others be convinced if he does not leave his own people behind?

Power is equal to obligation, and now it is time to pay the price.

General Jill left in a hurry, leaving behind a lot of baggage, and drove lightly to the direction of the City of Sighs.

Knight Roman should have noticed something unusual, but he was so moved that he never thought of doubting his benefactor.

He didn't know that after leaving the scout's sight, General Jill led the army to make a big circle and quickly retreated to the rear.

The Northern Duchy Army from the City of Sighs also received news of the reinforcements of the Holy Cross.

The first to react was the cavalry regiment.

The scattered cavalry began to gather, and soon gathered into a group and began to sweep towards the direction of the reinforcements.

If they were an hour earlier, they might have run into General Jill.

But now, they were attracted by the enemy's scouts and discovered the camp that was being built.