Chapter 1370: Peaceful day

Since the beginning of the war, the strategic plan executed by the Semitic Northern Army has been extremely successful. m
The Semis used the human traitor De Rossi to create internal unrest.
In order to quell the turmoil, the Ruman Empire had to mobilize all the northern forces, which also made the northern garrison extremely empty.
At this time, the Semitic Corps that had secretly infiltrated the Daxueshan area took advantage of the situation and broke out.
Once they successfully break through the northern line of defense, they will rush down like a flood, ravaging the essence of the entire Ruman Empire and destroying the most powerful empire of the human race. Then they can use the rich resources of the empire as their base to easily recruit powerful legions or necromancers, and then sweep the entire human race.
It's a pity that the Semitic tribe counts thousands of things, but they don't count the powerful troop transport capabilities of the human race.
This is a fatal mistake in this war.
Although the Semis rushed out of the Snowy Mountains, at this time, the Humans used something almost crazy in their opinion-directly use the war fortress to transport troops~!
Lorraine used a war fort to transport the Thor Artillery Brigade, the most elite of his subordinates, to the northern city of Viji.
The Semitic Northern Legion met under Jicheng and broke blood, although the Semitic commander Orandini responded in time, leaving a small force to monitor the human forces in the city, and then led the army to bypass the city of Vizi and directly attack the empire. inland.
But at this time, they had wasted a lot of time-precious time for the Semi, at the same time, it also gave humans a sufficient buffer.
The people of the Empire continued to retreat to the south under the official organization or spontaneously.
With tears in their eyes, they burned the farmland that was about to be harvested, destroyed roads, demolished their own houses, poisoned or killed poultry and livestock that they could not take away. He even threw dead rats into every well.
Before they evacuated, they turned their land into a scorched black area, making it almost impossible for the Semitic army to receive effective supplies.
In this situation, in order to get supplies, Orlandini had to divide the army into three.
The number of people carrying the land is limited. If hundreds of thousands of legions pass by on the same road, drinking water alone will be enough to dry the wells along the way. If you run slowly, you can't even drink urine.
Although Orlandini did his best to deploy the three-way army properly, it is inevitable that the speed of the march has become slower.
Not to mention, the human race still has a large number of guerrillas.
Their composition is extremely complicated. Among them are the Central Army of the Empire, some dispatched by Lorraine, some from the Eastern Provinces came to help the battle, some who live in the local area are unwilling to evacuate, and there are even a large number of people who did not want to be an imperial king. Bandits and robbers who occupy the mountain as king.
Those dogs never say hello, as long as they see a bargain, they yell, rush out, cut a few knives, grab something, do some damage... Those people are almost never tireless, even here. I caught a few and chopped off their heads. But in the next moment, before this side relaxed, they launched another attack.
In this way, the Semitic army marched southwards under the trouble of guerrilla attacks and roadside bombs.
These endless vicious methods of the Ruman people caused great interference to the march, but they were only interference.
Without the regular army to set up a battle against the Semitic army, the momentum of the Semitic army's southward movement will be unstoppable.
For 400,000 troops, these methods are just a disease of ringworm and scabies.
Ruman's regular army is not unavailable, but it never plays with the Semitic.
So far, Orlandini has discovered that there are several large Ruman regiments that have always been free from the Semitic army.
They are the garrison of the northern provinces, only monitoring, but they never take the initiative to challenge the Semites.
To Orlandini, they were like nasty flies, humming and humming around him and couldn't drive away.
Whenever Orlandini sent a few divisions to collect food and grass, they would suddenly gather and attack the Semitic troops that had separated from the main force. Once Orandini sent a large army to support, Ruman's army would collapse again. . Retreat for dozens or even hundreds of kilometers, and then gather again.
On this land, the Rumans have absolute geographical advantage, people and advantages, well-informed, familiar with the terrain, and Orlandini’s actions are transparent to the Rumans.
Those humans don't even need to come close, just looking at the dust flying in the sky from a distance, you can know where the Semitic legion is and how many people have come.
But for Orandini, Ruman's actions are hidden in the dark fog.
For the Semitic army, the Ruman army that monitors them is always a hidden danger.
Orlandini had set up ambushes to destroy them several times, but these Ruman legions opened their eyes to the sky and saw Orlandini's actions clearly.
The Semitic army has repeatedly rushed into the air, and nothing but a waste of time.
Orlandini knew that the opponent's general was also a sly and sly man. Too much entanglement with them will not only bring no benefit, but will also drag down the entire army.
However, today is obviously a good day. After only one roadside bomb on the road, nothing happened in a day. It was a peaceful day.
The Semitic army walked all the way to dark and set up camp next to the official road for the night.
The soldiers did not set up a complete defense such as a barracks to work together, but surrounded the cart outside, and the soldiers pitched a tent behind them for the night.
Moreover, the clothes are not unarmed, the horses are not saddled, each holding their weapons, ready to jump up and fight at any time.
The three-way army is divided into countless large and small camps, with tents stretching back and forth for more than ten miles.
The sky gradually became completely dark, and the sky was filled with bright stars.
The Semitic soldiers who had been running around for a day fell asleep, while the guards on duty at night stared into the darkness with wide eyes, trembling, and when they heard a little wind and grass, they immediately bent down and hid.
As time passed, snoring sounded everywhere in the camp, and the tired soldiers snored loudly like bullfrogs.
After changing posts once, nothing happened, and the nerves of the night soldiers couldn't help letting go.
Orlandini's tent was in the middle of the camp, under heavy protection. Although it was midnight, the lights were still on.
The Semitic commander lay on his desk and carefully studied the map inch by inch, looked up from time to time, and muttered, "Is this tonight?"
The guards behind him looked at each other helplessly, then shrugged with a wry smile.
Everyone is accustomed to the sneak attacks of the human race, this has not come all of a sudden, and it makes everyone very uncomfortable.
Suddenly there was a roar outside the tent, and someone shouted: "Who is it?"
The guards guarding the tent immediately wake up.
Someone surrounded Orlandini, and someone drew their weapons and rushed out. Some officers even roared: "Adjust troops, reinforce, hurry, protect adults..."
Suddenly rushing to the vicinity of the handsome account, he is definitely a master among the masters, but everyone has a slight negligence.
Outside the tent, hundreds of soldiers held swords and spears, or bent bows with arrows, all aimed at a black figure floating several meters above the ground.
"Who, please report your name~!" an officer shouted.
The black figure snorted coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see your general. I have important military affairs."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and cast a dark spell into the air.
When everyone saw the green light flashing in the air, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: Only the Lich can cast this spell.
The shadow is his own.
But out of caution, they still did not relax, and the head of the guard said loudly: "Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you."
In speaking, honorifics have been replaced.
The Lich said impatiently: "You are not qualified to know, get out of it~!"
The head of the guard's face changed.
"Master, please come in." Orlandini's voice sounded from the tent.
The guards withdrew from the encirclement and made way.
The Lich landed from the air, the green light in his eyes flashed, and he was very dissatisfied.
The uncle gave up his life, traveled for thousands of miles, lost his proud subordinates, and came with important information. Orlandini did not come out to greet him personally. A Semitic dare to be so arrogant to their immortal.
However, the overall situation is important now, and this tone can only be temporarily pressed.
"Look back to the high priest and see how I can put on your shoes." The Lich whispered in his heart, waved his hand and walked into Orlandini's tent.
Orlandini walked out from the table, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Master, please don't mind, my subordinates are a bit nervous, after all, this is on the enemy's territory.
However, you are very face-to-face, Master. "
The Lich waved his hand, with a proud tone in his hoarse voice, and said, "My name is Herod."
Orlandini's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said excitedly: "It turns out that you are the master. I have admired you for a long time."
He bowed deeply to Herod and said, "Thank you for your outstanding work ahead."
With that, he waved to the guard next to him. The guard hurriedly passed a box.
Orlandini personally offered the box to Herod and said, "Master, in order to show respect to you, a little bit. Please accept it."
He didn't mention that the wrong map that Herod had brought to the army seemed to be amnesia.
Herod lowered his head and glanced, even though he was separated from the box, he could clearly feel the wave of magic coming from it, obviously there was a large piece of pure magic spar inside.
Herod couldn't help but feel happy. Although he is expensive as a lich, there are not many high-class goods like this.
However, on the surface, he just smiled reservedly, flicked his long sleeves, and put the box away calmly. Then he smiled and said, "Haha, my lord is so polite."
He paused, then changed his tone, and said, "I won't talk nonsense. I came this time because of the important matter. I brought the last and most important information."
"Finally, the most important thing?" Orlandini looked at Herod with wide eyes.
Herod sighed regretfully and said, "Probably, our intelligence agent lurking in the enemy's core has died."
"It's a pity." Orandini's expression was rather regretful, but in his heart he didn't care who died. Anyway, it was the Dark Mage who died. The important thing is intelligence, and only intelligence.
"But I got the battle plan sent by the enemy Archduke Julian to their emperor." The Lich Herod took out the envelope from his arms and shook it in his hand.
Orlandini was taken aback for a moment, with a surprised expression on his face, and said, "This..."
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, and the Semitic camp suddenly boiled, followed by another sound of gongs and drums, faintly as if someone was making loud and vulgar slang tunes, which was very lively.
An officer ran in quickly and said, "My lord Qi, the enemy attacked and killed two sentries."
But the expression on his face was more like a sigh of relief.
Orlandini also gave a wry smile, and said as if relieved: "It's finally here."
Then he muttered lowly: "You can sleep well at night."
The Lich Herod looked a little strange at their expressions, and asked puzzledly: "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing," Orlandini waved his hand and said, "The Ruman people have to make trouble every night. They are used to it. We don't dare to sleep if they don't make trouble."
Herod was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: What kind of strange truth is this, is this guy okay?
Then he said: "Just kill them."
Orlandini shook his head and said: "Master, you don't know anything, they just want to toss us, pull out the people, but they are in their arms. Anyway, they left after a while, don't bother."
Herod glanced at Orlandini up and down, and said in his heart: Is this okay? Forget it, it's none of my business.
Pass the envelope in his hand to Orlandini.
Orlandini opened it immediately, and the letter was densely filled with words, detailing the location and number of Ruman's reinforcements, as well as the war plan made by the Grand Duke.
The Eastern Legion, the Legion near Ruman City, and Ruman City will be arranged in horns. When the Semites attack the city, they attack the Semites from both sides.
At this moment, Ruman's Legion, which is outside the Semitic army, will detour behind the Semitic people, cut off their retreat and supplies, and attack them from behind.
As long as it lasts for half a month, the Semitic army that lacks supplies will lose its combat effectiveness.
Orlandini sneered. For him, the important thing about this information was not the battle plan. After the Ruman knew the information was leaked, he would definitely modify the battle plan. The plan made by Grand Duke Julian was nothing brilliant.
This plan can't be said to be wrong, it came at the door of the Semitic's logistics.
Due to the scorched earth policy of mankind, although the Semitic army is trying its best to collect it, it still lacks enough food and has to ration it according to the amount.
But this tactic will not have any effect on him.
The important part of this information is that it clearly stated the military strength of the Ruman.
Orlandini finally knew how many Rumans he would face.
Only 100,000 people can be deployed by the Grand Duke of Julian, which is not the 300,000 he claimed. Grand Duke of Julian is still on the way.
The Grand Duke Julian was farther from Constantine to Ruman than from Vizi City to Ruman.
The city of Ruman assembled the surrounding militia, with seventy to eighty thousand people.
However, the level of training equipment is not high. In this letter, Grand Duke Julian stated that he should not count on them.
Ru Mancheng can be called the force of war, only the Royal Guard has a handful of 20,000.
There are only five local legions and more than 20,000 people in the Ruman who watched him concealed around.
In this way, Ruman City's total strength is less than half of his.
Of course, with prolonged delay, there will be more and more Ruman, which is bound to be disadvantageous to him.
But Orlandini has a way to win quickly.
The northern elites brought by the Marquis of Marleyton did make the Ruman Empire a great loss, and they are still entangled in the Kingdom of Kiel, unable to move.
When Orandini raised his head again, the outside was quiet, and it seemed that it was just a farce as he said.
Orlandini gave a long smile and said, "Ruman, that's all, thank you Master. With this information, as long as the gods' reinforcements are in place, I have the confidence to take Ruman City in the shortest time."
"It's so good." The Lich Herod nodded: "It's not in vain that we sacrificed one of the most precious intelligence personnel."
"Next we will speed up the march," Orlandini said: "Master, please rest early."
The Lich Herod waved his hand and said, "No, I have to go to the seat again."
Then he sneered and said fiercely: "I've been out for too long, I guess some people have forgotten me."
He knew that since obtaining the top-secret information from the Ruman Alchemy Institute, Edwood became a high-level ginseng, and spent the whole day around the high priest, making suggestions for the high priest, and faintly became the head of the lich.
This is something Herod would never want to see.
That night, Orlandini rarely had a good night's sleep. In his dream, he dreamed that the army rushed into Ruman's palace while he was sitting on Rudren's throne and laughed.
In the next few days, the further southward, the more guerrilla attacks encountered by the Semitic army, and the more frequent traps and roadside bombs.
Ruman's army even began to risk approaching the Semitic army, making a brief harassment from time to time.
This made Orlandini even more determined, and the Ruman was now nervous, and was doing everything possible to slow down his marching speed.
Under Orlandini's order, the Semitic army turned a blind eye to these harassment and headed south quickly.
After a few days of rapid march, Orlandini finally arrived at his first destination, the city of Giessen.
This is also the northern acropolis of Ruman City. Occupying Giessen is equivalent to opening the gate of Ruman City.
The Semitic army only took a short rest, then quickly unfolded as it pleased, rushing towards Giesen City.
The defenders in the city just shot a few arrows at the Semitic people with the symbolic surname, and then fled out of the city to the south without looking back, and quickly disappeared on the horizon...
Orlandini, who watched the battle from a distance, smiled with satisfaction. While not afraid of being entangled and harassed by death, he abandoned the city without hesitation and fled. This shows that the defenders of Giessen City received the order to defend themselves, but they knew clearly in their heart that no Someone will reinforce them. Therefore, just a slight resistance and ran away.
Now Ruman City’s insufficient strength is certain~!
Immediately, the army drove into the city of Giessen. The city was a wolf. The doors of the residents' homes were wide open. Some food stalls on the street were even steaming. Obviously, the people in the city fled in a hurry.
On this journey, the cities passed by the Semitic army always withdrew cleanly.
The Ruman people evacuated in a planned way. Those who could take the lead and those who could not be burned. They didn't even leave a live chicken.
But the warehouse in Giessen was actually full, with whole bags of wheat and flour stacked.
This made the whole army ecstatic, and finally opened fire and ate a full meal~EbookFREE.me~Orlandini even ordered to rest in the city for two days to recover from fatigue, because he was about to fight the Rumans. Up.
On November 20th, Orlandini sat on his horse, slowly crossing a dirt road, and his horse hoof stepped on the loess south of the road.
The Semitic soldiers burst into cheers like thunder.
Orlandini looked down at the horseshoe and said in his heart: He should be the closest conqueror to Ruman City for a thousand years.
Last time, Hardu almost broke into Ruman City, but only by this point, the significance is quite different.
"What a bullshit, the world's strength will always depend on." Orlandini jumped up and smiled, raised his head and stared at the southern horizon. The first city on the majestic continent is just behind the horizon. It will be itself immediately. Of it.
He raised his arm and waved downward forcefully. The Semitic army, who had been waiting for a long time, cheered and stepped on the land of Ruman City.
(To be continued) q