: 514 Undercurrents in the South

514 Undercurrent in the South
"What do you think about the conditions of Vickia? It has been 2 days. If there is no reply, the Vickia army will enter the promenade tomorrow morning." Zigosamu's eyes dimmed and he looked at the silent partner next to him. , The expression looked solemn, "The rescue letter was sent to Turga 2 days ago, but there is no answer now. The troops that can be used now, except for our 40,000 hurricane cavalry, there are only 10,000 defenders stationed in Shamandu. Some other people, but only tens of thousands of old and weak fùru who stayed in the base camp, even if they recruited combatable V people from inside, the maximum is only 20,000, which is just enough to be equal to the Wikya side. less"
"What about Khan? What is His Majesty's reply? We use life to guard this gate, even if the main force is too late to return, should Turga say something?" A leader raised his head extremely reluctantly, full of blood. His eyes are like bruised beasts, spreading a pair of scarred palms to Zigosa
"Without reinforcements, don't you have basic supplies to protect you from the cold? Everyone sees what is happening now. There are people freezing to death every day, and there are countless people with frostbite. I'm afraid that next year will come without Wikia. Attack, we have been buried under the heavy snow for a long time."
"Actually, Wang Ting is not without reply"
Zigosa raised his head and muffled his mouth with a muffled voice. The groomed bun was ugly at the moment. There was no longer the spirit of the past. Staring at the fire, his eyes were full of desolate gods.
"Wang Ting promised us that as long as we can stand firm until the main force returns to the army, King Khan will give us the rich water grassland on the west side of Shaman"
"Are there rich water meadows on the west side of Shamandu?" The tribal leader was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red, almost asking with an angry voice.
"You mean that rocky mountain surrounded by a large desert? What a joke, only after the defeat of the Ruidian people, it has been occupied by more than 20,000 left-wing rebels. Don’t say that we who are not good at impact The Hurricane Cavalry, even the Wang Ting himself did not dare to send troops to clear the army without permission. Now let us live, shouldn’t we let us be cannon fodder?"
"That's too bullying! Really treat everyone as a fool." This leader's words undoubtedly caused a lot of indignation among other leaders.
The Zuowei cavalry has been the trump card of the Kujit cavalry since the time of the Zuowei king. It is equipped with jīg and is not afraid of death. With the leadership of the genius general Zuowei Wang, it can be said that it has risen in the wind and water of the Kujit grassland. Occupying the rich western grasslands, even the central Kugeti court had to endure step by step, otherwise it would not be able to fight at the time with only more than 20,000 leftback cavalry.
Although it was hit hard in the battle of Echemore, the Ruidians were defeated too fast, and there was no time to take care of these tens of thousands of defeated soldiers. With the strategic deliberate release of water by the Ruierdians, not only did this Tens of thousands of captives were released and the weapons and horses were returned to the left guard,
Tens of thousands of Zuowei tribes quickly resurrected. Although they lost the western prairie based on the base, a large desert on the west side of Turga played a guerrilla war with King Kukit, and expelled several times. After that, King Kukitt could only let it go.
"Bailiduke, you sit down first. He is also the king of our Kugits anyway." The oldest man in the quarter, he waved his hand to the young man who moved, and waited until the other person sat angrily. Then, he used his hoarse voice like a broken bellows and said, "Since everyone depends on us, we have to rely on ourselves"
"Adult Li Ji, as the most experienced elder in our Qiye wasteland, only you are the most qualified to guide us through this disaster."
All the collars turned their heads and looked at this oldest qualified collar with respect,
Respecting the elders is the tradition of the Kugits. Moreover, this old man is not only a kind and fair elder, but also a brave warrior. It is said that Li Ji is the third son of the Duque elder, and there was no chance. He inherited the position of the patriarch, but Li Ji changed his name. The single horse broke into the deep desert of the horse bandits and spent three years inside. Then he returned to the grassland with a team of sturdy horse bandits. He was elected by the clan to be the patriarch
The Duque, which was once a population, was based on this horse bandit, and it quickly rose in the extreme cold. After thirty years of exhibition, it became the largest tribe in the extreme cold, which is the prestige of Zigosa. Also under this quarter, one third of the 40,000 hurricane cavalry dispatched this time were cavalry from Duquebe
Li Jiji raised his head and looked at the young collars in front of him, which seemed to be drooping and old, but the occasional flash of light from the cloudy pupil still gave Zigosa a kind of pain from being burned by fire
The name of the quarter in the desert wild wolf is now part of Kuget’s countless legends. The wolf is a wolf, even if he has lost his old teeth and his claws are dull, he still has a craving in his heart.
In the quarter, I looked at the young people who were left and right, and whispered, "It is impossible to put the Vickias into Turga. In any case, we are all Kugits, and it is not a piece behind us. Ordinary pasture, but the sacred mountain that our ancestors have guarded for centuries
Li Ji’s voice was dull for a while.
If you let the Vickias enter the Holy Mountain, not only us, but all the Kugits will be branded with shame that will never be washed away.

"Then what should we do to fight the Wikyas? Last night our clan lost another 16 young people. Counting some time ago, there are already 357 people. That's 357 lively young people."
A leader sitting on the right hand said with tears in his eyes, "They should have brought hope for the tribe to continue after this winter. Their wives and children are still in a tent without a fire waiting for him to bring back hungry food. But now, these brave warriors, like dead dogs, are worthlessly frozen to death on the top of a mountain full of cold wind. In such a state, we can't compete with the powerful Wikyas, are we just waiting to die? "
"I only said that the Wikyas could not be allowed to enter Turga, but I did not say that the Kugits were not allowed to enter Turga," Li Jishen calmly said, "As far as I know, I turned to Wikya's Duowei Yanbu Recently, it has grown very fast. Taking advantage of the snowstorm, many tribes have been drawn closer to his area. With enough support from Vickia, I heard that the Duowei Ministry has not only recovered its vitality, but also gained momentum. It’s a few points larger than before, and the number of regular cavalry is more than 30,000 people.
"Well, the kid at Duoweiyan is indeed very good." A leader muttered in a low voice, full of envy. Not only did he get a good grass field, but also heard that he also had a relationship with Vickia Falcon. Weapons and food were given priority. , I saw his Duowei cavalry last time when I was patrolling on the edge, and it was almost up to the Zuowei king of that year, which is like our luck, father is not loved by mother."
"Oh, you still laughed at me. When you were chasing, you deliberately put the Duowei Department into a horse. Now you know that you regret it." Zigosa next to him sneered a few times.
"Okay, the past is gone. As a child of a wolf, our eyes should always look forward."
He waved his hand and calmed down all kinds of voices before finally deciding, "Just reply to Vickia Falcon according to the original sentence. I believe he can understand the meaning.
If the Duowei Department entered the Turga City without permission, the most people who scolded us in the Qiye Wilderness were too timid and afraid to die, and they were afraid to stop the Duowei Department. This is better than all the deaths here."
In the dark night of Sagosburg, like a huge beast lying in the dark, all the caravans passing by here feel a cool air in their hearts, and the light is not bright through the dark curtain of the castle After coming out, it seemed extremely cold on the sparse winter night, perhaps because the city was located on the border of Ude, and the whole town under the castle was under the flames of war. Seemed extremely deserted,
The streets are very empty, there is no slightest figure, only the dead leaves and everywhere, the night wind blows, bringing a wet and rotten atmosphere, this atmosphere has become a symbol of Sagosburg.
In the houses on both sides of the street, there is basically no light, and occasionally a little candlelight, it looks like it is coming out of hell, which is extraordinarily strange and strange. Because the Ruidian army had surrounded this sturdy castle for three months, the citizens of the town had already fled, leaving only a dead empty city, trembling in the cold wind.
The curfew in Sagos City has not yet been lifted. Even during the day, the entry and exit of the city needs to be subject to the strictest inspection, and it is completely closed at night. Outside the city of Sagos, there are military camps standing side by side, and there are rest and relaxation everywhere. German soldiers, because they haven’t been able to disperse, the small Sargossian region has 80,000 German troops stationed, of which 30,000 are the main battle corps about to go to the Suo region, and 50,000 people Is composed of their respective lords
Da da da……
A black carriage drove past the huge city that opened like in Xagos City, and the whip raised by the coachman shattered the silence in the wind
The dark night wind was high, and the cold wind occasionally rolled up the dead leaves on the ground. Under the willow of the night wind, it fell on the carriage, but it was quickly blown away by the breeze. The coachman continued to wave his whip, urging the carriage to quickly run through the desolate and calm streets, and drove slowly down to a rather dilapidated house.
The carriage opened quietly in the night breeze. A chubby old man got bloated and got out of the car. He didn't ask the carriage driver for help. He walked a little along the way and walked into this dilapidated house.
The windbreak lamp at the entrance of the house trembles in the night breeze with a faint light, illuminating the old man with a swollen figure vaguely. He is the Lord Lord Olav, a lord in the neighboring area, and this dilapidated house. It is the home of the newly appointed junior dean of the 6th Army, Marquis Salton of Sargos
Olaf walked quietly into the depths of the house and saw the inner courtyard very deserted. There are dead branches and leaves everywhere, and I don't know how long it hasn't been cleaned. This made him feel that there were some differences. Although he knew that the city of Sagos had almost lost his blood in the war half a month ago, he did not expect it to be so miserable. Although Sagos was not a big city before the war, But it is also a very prosperous medium-sized city, but now, even a few decent servants can't be found
Hearing that someone came in, the old man in charge of the project, protruded a 1a white head at the entrance of his house, and looked out curiously. Seeing that it was Olav's unique figure, the corner of his mouth slightly skimmed, and after not knowing what to say, he quietly shrank back again.
Since the owner of this house has been re-opened by the top of Ude, many nearby lords have come to visit. Compared to them, Marquis Olaf is too late, and Lord Salton will go to Kyoto Harun tomorrow When Godzilla took office, this adult did not have much time to grasp the opportunity.
The house is open to the outside world, there is no one else, it looks very deserted, a bit of a doomsday feeling. In fact, in Sagos has just experienced a battle of destruction. In order to reverse the unfavorable situation in the north and gain an advantageous position in the upcoming truce negotiations. Rui Erdian's 80,000 troops were divided into four roads and rushed to the Sagos defense line with only 5,000 defenders, hoping to use the last opportunity to tear a hole in the southeast defense line of the Ruds and occupy the commanding heights
As the Brigadier Army was approaching, most of the residents here evacuated. Only residents who had nowhere to go would stay here. Of course, there were some people who had to stay behind. For example, blacksmiths who forge weapons, apprentices who make spears, and all kinds of people who may be used in fortifications. They can’t go, they can’t go either.
In front of the step-by-step Sergeant army, Lord Sargon of Sagos showed great defensive means, dispatched scouts to keep track of the advancement of the Syrdians, and sent troops to intercept any passage from the Sago region The caravans, as long as they are useful for perseverance, are all snatched. Let’s say that even if these goods are from the big men in Kyoto, some people say that Salton is crazy, and some people say that he is struggling to die.
But no one thought that it was these crazy actions that allowed Sagos to store luxurious materials and win in the brutal siege battle of nearly half a month. Obtaining a strategic advantage, instead using the blood of nearly ten thousand riel soldiers to achieve the prestige of the residual lion of Sargos
Olaf walked into Salton’s study, and looked carefully across the room. He saw the brave lion, who was named after the remnant lion, sitting alone in a comfortable rocking chair, 2 meters in front of him. The fire in the fireplace lit the whole house warmly, holding a book in Salton's hand, a very thick book, which felt like "The March" of King Ragnar, the most famous king of Rudd ,
Olaf's unnatural o1 nose, frowned, the carpet in the study is still so old, with a disgusting smell. Fortunately, after Olaf opened, the night wind came in and only a little rush It lost the musty smell.
"Sir Olaf?" Salton looked up indifferently, and said lightly, "You seem to be half an hour later than the time previously booked."
Olaf said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I was met by my eldest son when I was out, and taught him a meal. Alas, it's no wonder that he was dumbfounded, and the good Ali family fleet was destroyed in half, and now the entire Dexi Sea Fully invested in the arms of the Wikiyas, which led to the cancellation of the wealth road plan that His Majesty had been paying attention to."
Salton put the books together indifferently, picked the candlelight, and slowly said, "This year's financial income can barely maintain the military pay. The levies of the assembled lords do not know where it is. Navy, there is definitely no hope. If he can’t hold back at home, you can suggest that he go to the Fifth Corps to lay a leisure job. I think the Chief of the Betov Army will sell me a face."
Olaf’s fat facial features huddled together, and the said sadly,
He doesn’t like being a 6th army, he only likes the vast sea. His dream is to open up the sea for us Rud

"Then it's not easy to do. You know, now that the navy of the kingdom, let alone the open sea, even the bigger warships, there are not enough ships." Salton sighed faintly, and stopped talking. A slight emotion under my heart,
"I also know that the current situation is not good. Although we have achieved Suo, we have lost the opportunity to enter the north in a short time." Olaf sat down in the armchair in the corner of the study room and said anxiously: "Suo Lord Dalton, what do you think of the current situation in the north, I am very worried that the eagle in the southwest, at this time, it did not hesitate to seize the Desi Sea from our hands, it is itself planning for the war in the north."
"Oh, why did Lord Olar think so?" Salton looked at Olav with a surprised look, but he did not expect that this place-full brain lord would have such a keen observation.
"Everyone knows that the eagle’s gaze has never left the north," Aurar said bitterly: "Although the Vikia army seems to have no major moves, the migration of millions of people is comparable to any army movement. It’s even more terrifying. When the migration is completed, the Vicky’s army can use Echemore and the western grasslands as a logistical springboard. If I want to stop it, I’m afraid I’m also weak.

God Salton changed, hesitated for a while and said, "Sir Olaf, you and I have no īa in the past, how could you think of saying this to me, directly to the Secretary of the Army, Duke Elric, not better some?"
Hearing the words of Salton, Olaf shook his head languidly. "For the report on following the movements of Vickia, I handed over to Duke Elric last month, but after a month passed, the answer was, busy body
"Oh, this is like the style of those guys." Salton smiled at Olaf's complaint.
"In the minds of the adults in Kyoto, the Sri Lankan talents were the first enemies, and then the Doroks in the eastern mountains, because they blocked the expansion of the kingdom. As for the Wikyas, although they have a certain amount of money, But the population is weak, the strength is only 100,000, there is more than defense, and the offensive is not enough. Moreover, it is entangled with the Kugits in the north. If you want to become an opponent of the kingdom, it will take at least two decades."F
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