: One hundred eighty-five blood and fire, Gaul Northern battle (3)

With an intoxicating red wine in his hand, he was sinking into the beautiful Simon Duke who sent a competitor to the battlefield with a sense of accomplishment. Hearing the anxious whisper of the attendant in his ear, he was a little stunned. The army did not go to support Baishan, Baishan was lost, and Antula's door opened!
　　
　　 There is more shocking than this
　　
　　Tielan’s Kyoto army took the warrant issued by itself and ransacked it by spending countless efforts on hoarding military resources.
　　
　　 That bastard! How dare you do this, that is 60% of the supplies! Duke Simon's hand crushed the wine glass, the glass fragments tightened the mouth of the hand, the hand was bleeding, the heart was bleeding, and the eternal red wine in the mouth exuded the unbearable bitterness,
　　
　　'S eyes flickered like Duke Simon, a ferocious wolf, and after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the logistics officer still present"?
　　
　　 "Just outside the door of the chamber! I didn't dare to let him go," the attendant officer said cautiously with a ugly face.
　　
"You're right, this person can't stay, and deal with it." Duke Simon shot a cold luster in the eyes, and said with a murderous snap. "This news must be kept strictly confidential. Now the material is the life of the army, and it is also our control of the northern army. Security, we must not let those who have always wanted to get rid of us know that Antura’s supplies have been evacuated! We cannot mobilize them!"
　　
　　 "However, I'm afraid I can't hide this for a long time...the attendant is a little worried" I will immediately order them to go to the battlefield, as long as they go to the battlefield, they will have no energy to make trouble! And the dead do not need to eat! "Duke Simon's tone was chillingly cold." Instead, the logistics officer's question was more difficult. How many people saw him coming tonight? "
　　
　　 "All of us are outside. The guards kept him out! No one saw him except the cavalry responsible for messenging!" The attendant officer thought for a while and replied
　　
　　 "That's easy, let's deal with it!" Duke Simon lowered his mouth with a low face
　　
　　At the entrance of the meeting room, the logistics officer Viscount Braundo was waiting anxiously,
　　
　　 saw the Duke Attendant came out from inside. Anxiously stepped forward and asked, "Master, did the Duke have a reply? If the supplies cannot be replenished in the near future, the logistics will be paralyzed! By then, the entire army will be in a state of uncontrollable chaos!"
　　
"Master Duke has ordered the collection of materials from Riandel, and he should be there within two days!" The attendant answered him calmly, and said that Lord Duke was very grateful for his due diligence. After looking at him carefully, he lowered his voice again. "Also, this matter needs to be kept secret. You also know that the supplies are tight now. If it leaks out, it will cause unnecessary panic. So please don’t mention this to anyone, mainly after two days, new supplies When it arrives, everything will return to normal!"
　　
　　 "Yes, of course, how could I be a talkative person?" Viscount Bolundo let out a sigh of relief when he heard that the Duke had ordered the mobilization of supplies from Riandel.
　　
"Lingu Guti, send Lord Viscount back!" The attendant turned to the doorman who had just stopped the Viscount Braundo and gave him a wink, with a weird tone of voice. "Remember. Don't be safe, There can be no mistakes, this is a person worthy of admiration!"
　　
　　 "Yes, sir!" The tall and sturdy captain of the guard guarded the respectful return
　　
　　Walking in the dark and icy streets. Footsteps squeezed the snow on the pavement. Because of the curfew, no one except the patrols wearing armor on the road could see other people. The street on the ground was covered with snow on the hòuhòu. Long icicles condensed on the edge of the old house
　　
　　 at a crossroads. Viscount Bolundo stopped and said to the captain of the Duke's Guard who sent him, "Come here, my home is less than fifty meters in front!"
　　
"Oh, that one is the home of an adult?" The captain of the guard narrowed his eyes and glanced over the front row of villas. "It is the brightest one! You also know that supplies are very tight recently, even the lowest candle It has also risen to the need of ten silver coins. Today is my thirty-seventh birthday, and the family will be so luxurious.
　　
　　 "Is that the stable?"
　　
The captain of the guard Ringo Guti looked at the brightest house in the front. It was a two-story villa with some years old. The main building was located on the south side of the curve, and the long and low building extended to the river. , It seems to be hugging something, the ground floor of the villa is made of gray stone,
　　
　　The upper layer is made of lime-painted wood, and the ceiling is covered with slate. I can see a small stable, there is a small pavilion covered with vines, the faint and swaying orange light shines through the ancient iron railings, but the second half of the villa is still immersed in darkness in,
　　
"The stables? Yeah, when the family was booming, there were a few old horses that couldn't be used. That was a really pleasant day. The Viscount Bolundo said, his eyes flashed, full of memories, and the corner of his mouth shook with a bitter smile. Shook his head "but now... it's all sold! No one can eat enough, there is a horse raised there! "That's not necessarily, Duke Simon is a person who appreciates talent! Maybe you will be reused because of this thing!" "Reuse? Then...how can I say!" Viscount Bolundo's body shuddered a little. , I don’t know if it’s moving or nervous, took a deep breath, looked at the light in the distance, and slowly walked towards the "home" in front,
　　
　　 Poof! After a painful pain, Viscount Borando stopped his feet and lowered his head. His painful eyes looked at a blade that had emerged from his chest. Red blood dripped from the front of Xueliang's blade. One end of the hilt In the hands of the tall guard Ringo Guti behind him
　　
　　 "You finally do it? I thought you would wait until I walked to the door!" Viscount Bolundo's eyes flashed, and a lot of bloodshot eyes looked at Ringo Guti, the tone was very calm.
　　
　　 "You know I want to kill you?"
　　
　　Under Braondo’s gaze, Ringo Guti’s cold corners also unnaturally twitched,
　　
　　 The stranger's eyes made him feel a trembling fear,
　　
"I'm a logistics officer. Riandel has no supplies, I know better than anyone! This kind of deceitful words can't even deceive the ghost... Viscount Braundo's face was pale, his mouth twitched with an unpleasant smile, and he stretched out his hand. Grip Ringo Guti's collar, dry cough violently,
　　
　　 Red blood spit out of the mouth mixed with broken internal organs. Spraying on Ringo Guti's clothes is like a ghost asking for life, "You bastards, I will wait for you below!"
　　
"Slap" Viscount Braunto's body was kicked away a few meters away, Ringo Guti pulled out his sword fiercely, this time, he raised it up without hesitation, exhausted all his energy to the body In the cold light of Braundo's neck, the dark red blood column spewed from the headless chest, and a human head rolled down the roadside snow and dust. "Bad guys are damn! Why aren't they still dead! Ringo Guti smiled hysterically, stepped on the head of the man in iron riding boots, slap! Slap! Until the whole head stepped into the soil , The disgust of treading,
　　
"I will make your family reunite!" Linguguti spit into the blood-scarf that could no longer be seen on the ground, lifted the sword, and slowly walked to the villa area in front, the light dimmed on him , Dragging out a long night. That night the wind screamed and the fire blew into the sky,
　　
　　 The whole villa area was lit by an unexpected blazing fire, and the fierce red light illuminated the sky of half of Antura. More than 170 people were burned to death, including the logistics officer Viscount Braundo's family. Due to the accidental death of the logistics officer, Duke Simon was given a reason to temporarily close the material warehouse,
　　
　　He also ordered the tenth of the Northern Army. Eleven and twelve infantry regiments marched towards Baishan
　　
　　Baishan, the snow covered Shino. The hazy white sun rises from a mountain formed by a huge and steep uplift, like a giant standing there, the sky is gloomy and dull. A group of no ravens flew over the broken wall of the town's black wall after the fire, and fell on the burnt wall.
　　
Beside the burnt-down town In the morning light that has not yet fully risen, the head of Gaul’s 10th Infantry Regiment Pat headed on the warhorse, gazing across the large snow in front of him, watching the soldiers in the thunder The long columns discharged from the wind dragged from east to west, scattered and scattered,
　　
　　 And opposite him,
　　
Countless battle flags are looming in the morning fog. The square shield of the Falcon Empire infantry is like a row of round buckles. It spreads along the edge of the earth, "Master, are you sure we are the attacking party?" Lieutenant Luyar swallowed bitterly in the corner of his mouth, holding the reins tightly in his hand and asked in a difficult tone
　　
Black squeeze countless spears stood at the forefront of the formation, and a general of the Saron Army moved beside him. He was kneeling down on one knee before quietly examining the opponent’s Saron’s horse. "Master, order, as long as a charge, we will Can defeat them! Open the road to Antura completely"
　　
　　Salon holds a monocular looking glass in his hand, his eyes are as cold as snow, and there is a terrifying chill all over his body
　　
Thousands of imperial cavalry of the Falcon Empire Saron Legion lined up, the red tassel on the head was scorching in the wind, and the black cloak fluttered in the wind like a cloud; the opposite of the "hiss" cavalry, draped in The black war armor kicked the ground unsteadily, whispered softly twice, and the flanks of the cavalry were the black lines of the whole team, which were scattered in the snow field and scattered into a slightly irregular quadrilateral, The neatly arranged armor and bayonet reflected in the faint morning light,
　　
　　 "It's these miscellaneous brands again, what the does this guy want to do? Do you die?"
　　
Salon seemed disappointed to put down the lookout mirror in his hand. Since the beginning of the Battle of the North, with only 30,000 soldiers blocking the Gaul 100,000 troops, he stubbornly advanced north for nearly a thousand miles, strategically cutting off the Gauls from The possibility of Fang obtaining support forced the Gauls' military strength into two battlefields in Kyoto and the north.
　　
　　 Crossing the Starlight Canyon, assaulting the White Mountain, and wandering around the outside of Antura for half a month, the Saron Army, the sword and throat offensive posture, has suppressed the Tiger and Wolf army for half a month, and now the morale is extremely high,
　　
　　 The stern cold light flashed before the battle of the army. In the black background, there was an overwhelming silver arc, and it seemed that even the ground in front of me had to be cut open!
　　
"According to the old method, drag them down first, and then rush them to the direction of Antula." Saron turned his horse, looking to mean that he was not prepared to take the initiative to attack. The so-called old method is to use time to drag down the other party, he has seen clearly The equipment of the Gaul Northern Army opposite is very rudimentary,
　　
　　 Many soldiers still wear single bó sackcloth in the cold winter, but they still have to wear cold and bitter infantry mail armour. People stand there, not to mention fighting, they will fall down after a long time.
　　
　　 "Why, as long as they are defeated, we can go directly to the city of Antura!" The generals in battle turned red. After holding for more than half a month, each one was like a rogue who saw a beautiful woman. "Under Antula?" Salon glanced sharply across the faces of his subordinates and said with a condensed voice, "You really think that you can defeat Antu. Is it right? The opposite is simply sent by Simon to lure us to Antura! According to information, Simon gave all the supplies and elite equipment to the 30,000 Bidan army, and these northern troops have always been the objects of rejection. In the direction of Gaul-Kyoto, there was also a 50,000-strong Gaul who arrived in such a way that he would hit it regardless... The field battle, the enemy's advantage is not as good as ours, but if the attack is placed in front of the fortress, our 30,000 military strength Attack an Antura who has high-strength barriers and doubles its strength. How much do you think we have a chance? Do you want the corpses of 30,000 soldiers to fill the city of Antura?"
　　
　　 "This..." The generals are completely dumb
　　
"Introducing Simon's Bidan Army into the field and then giving him a fatal blow is the best way for us to capture Antura! As for the people in front of them, defeating them has little effect!" Saron raised his whip and pointed at it. The white wilderness in front,
　　
　　 He waved his hand to the captain of the guard cavalry behind him,
Come here, send a letter to the Gauls.
　　
"Three days later, Salon and I will start an upright battle with his Simon in Baishan! Of course, he can choose to escape. At that time, the Gaul Northern Army will evacuate themselves, and the master will be a tortoise. Do they still return Want to be a warrior here?"
　　
　　 "Combat?" The generals glanced a bit at a loss. When did Lord Saron, who is known to specialize in knocking on the sap, also learned what a noble sentiment was in the battle. "Tread". The horseshoe stepped on the snow. Clear and crisp, a messenger cavalry with white flags slowly passed towards the Gauls opposite and stopped 150 meters away from the Gaul army. The cavalry inserted the white flag in his hand into the snow on the ground, took off the crossbow behind him, and slowly raised it toward the front.
　　
　　 "Attention, shield!"
　　
　　The Gaul Northern troops across from it were uncomfortably upset. One hundred and fifty meters was the range of the Falcon Army’s crossbow. The Gaul infantry already had a fear of this distance
　　
The gaul shooter has a range of only 80 to 100 meters. If you are fighting head-on, the infantry need to risk 50 meters to get support, and too many soldiers have died at this distance. In the impression of the Gauls The Falcon Army’s crossbow shooter has an incredible grasp of the distance of 150 meters. You can know the length of the distance almost without measuring, and the arrow is falling! This made the Gaul troops feel incredible. Whenever they saw the falcon army on the opposite side erected a crossbow, they were thinking about whether they had reached the dead line of 150 meters.
　　
But this time, a white line flew from the infantry crossbow in the hands of the Falcon Army archer into the air, and then fell down through a beautiful arc. The slap arrow was firmly inserted into the ground snow layer, shaking the tail of the arrow cluster. A letter was tied to it, and hesitated, the soldier closest to the arrow cluster ran carefully and took the arrow with the letter above. "This is a letter!" "The soldiers scrambled to stretch their necks and looked around. The captain of the infantry rudely pushed the front of him away and took the letter away.
　　
The letter was quickly sent to Pat, the head of the Tenth Banner of the Gaul Northern Army, opened the letter, and glanced at the content. Pat’s face became strange, and the eleventh step commander Edlin and the tenth Ruhr, the commander of the Second Infantry, also leaned over and saw his face confused
　　
　　 "Pat, what is it?" Ruhr couldn't wait to glance at the letter and asked
　　
"The commander of the Falcon Army demanded a battle, just two days later with the Bidan Army of Lord Simon! The place was in Baishan!" Pat shrugged his shoulders and handed the letter to Ruhr. "What do you think? Our one-on-one fair play! "" Battle?" Ruhr took the letter carefully and looked at the two colleagues with a slight frown. "Let Simon the old fox bring Bi Danjun to Baishan to fight the Falcons, you think How likely is this? Anyway, I think it's impossible. How can Simon leave Antura's turtle shell!"
　　
"This matter has nothing to do with us. Send the letter to Simon. This is a question he needs to consider! Although this sounds unreliable, it is better than letting us die. At least we still have to fight for two days of delay. "Edlin glanced calmly at the opposing army's mighty Falcon North March~EbookFREE.me~ I would like to come over the letter, didn't read it, just fold it into the leather barrel that passed the military newspaper, and hand it over To the cavalry cavalry behind him, he said, "Immediately returned to the base camp of Antura, and handed over to the Duke of Simon!" It was "the cavalry cavalry galloped away." If the old Simon fox refused..." Pat looked at the cavalry cavalry disappeared. "The wilderness in the distance" will be frightened, then we have a reason to withdraw. Is it really for everyone to wait for death here? It's not a battle or a cold death! "
　　
Edlin raised his head and looked at the snow that began to fall again, the earth was silver and white, endless, and the direction was blank. He took a deep breath and turned to order "What do you do, I don't care, but I won't wait like this , The whole army withdrew Wuli and camped."
　　
　　 "Yes, let old Simon the fox get a headache himself!" Bald Pat stared into the distance with his eyes, and said angrily "I really want to see the old fox's expression when he saw the letter, it must be very exciting!"
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