Chapter 146, Pre-Military Meeting

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In late August, Brittany, Varemi camp, the camp of the Chinese army.

The representatives of the ten principalities were all seated, and behind them were the coats of arms of the dukes of their respective principalities. Except for the Duke of Berleon who was fighting Estalia and the Duke of Palaon who did not respond to the call, the other dukes They sent troops.

In late August, the weather in Brittany has gradually turned cooler and is no longer so hot. All the nobles present are waiting for the Marquis of Anci to give orders. Sitting in the seat of the Duchy of Winford is Connery. -The Marquis of Ascot, in name he is the commander in chief of this army, but in fact the command is handed over to Ryan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the name of ladies and kings, we are gathered here to participate in this year's war of chivalry, let us drink this cup together!" The Marquis of Anxi was fully armed and raised his wine glass.

"In the name of the lady and the king!" Everyone also raised their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

"For the lady! For His Majesty Richard! For Brittany!" said the Marquis of Onchi loudly.

"For the lady, for His Majesty Richard, for Britannia."

Then a kingdom knight came to the front: "I would like to ask Anci Desmond, Marquess of Glasgow, to describe the battle plan for this chivalrous war for us. Welcome!"

There was bursts of applause in the big tent. For everyone, the Marquis of Anxi was born noble and has some fame. It is said that he also performed well in the tactical deduction in the Knight Academy. Of course, everyone should give him face. The scene is still very good. Enthusiastic.

Ryan also applauded. He doesn't know much about the Marquis of Anxi at the moment. In this case, he still has to give face.

"Everyone, the Beastman tribe in the Arden Forest has been a disaster for many years. For hundreds of years, we have fought against these people of Chaos, the enemy of the lady for centuries. We have lost countless knights here, and the martyrs buried their bones Being in the forest only curbs the invasion of those beasts, even so, many villages are still attacked by beastmen every year."

The young Marquis delivered his speech eloquently, and most people nodded approvingly. Only Gabriel de Bastogne, the leader of the Duchy of Bastogne, frowned. The third son of Berhemond the "Beast Butcher", Duke of Togne.

He didn't like the remarks of the Marquis of Anchi very much.

The Duchy of Bastogne is the title of the first knight king Arthur before he became the knight king, and it is also the place where he was born. The Bastogne family is the direct descendant of Arthur and has maintained the inheritance for hundreds of years. The realm contains most of the lands of Arden's forests, and they have always been plagued by hordes of Beastmen.

From the nickname alone, it can be known how many beasts his father, Duke Bohemond, destroyed before he got the nickname "Beast Butcher". When the beastmen flooded, Duke Bohemond would mount his horse, raise his lance, and lead the knights of the principality to drive these beastmen back to the forest. However, these credits were mentioned in the speech of the Marquis of Anci. Ignored, which made him a little unhappy.

Gabriel has learned patience from the good education he received since he was a child. He is already in his thirties and has passed the age of passion and impulsiveness.

The Marquis of Anxi continued his speech: "But the old era has passed, and we have ushered in the dawn of dawn! His Majesty the King has decided to launch a new war of chivalry to completely eliminate the Beastman threat in the Arden Forest! "

"This is my plan.

’ the Marquis began to speak of his plans.

This time the army of chivalry is divided into three groups.

The left army is led by the Earl of Adelaide of the Principality of Lyonnasay. This army is composed of three principalities. They will arrive at Ursen Castle, and then advance along the left side of the Arden Forest, passing about a hundred Eighty kilometers away, they arrived at the place where the Beastmen's camp, Wanmoyan, was located.

The Central Route Army is led by the Marquis of Anchi of the Duchy of Le-Angulan himself. This army is composed of armies from five principalities. One hundred and sixty kilometers to arrive at Wanmo Rock.

Finally, the right army, the Marquis of Anci handed over the command to the Marquis of Connery-Ascot. This army is composed of the army of the Duchy of Wenford and Bastogne. They will not follow the army to Yule Sen Castle, but directly from the Valemi camp, they have to cross a distance of about 210 kilometers to reach the place where the magic rock is located. Because of this, the Marquis of Anxi emphasized that this army is "feint attack" and "cooperating Fighting on the frontal battlefield" did not give too many tasks to the right army. The Marquis of Anxi hoped that this army could contain enough troops from the Beastman tribe.

"Take a rest tonight. Tomorrow morning, all armies please set off on time. I, Anxi Desmond, will wait for your arrival at the Rock of Demons!" the Marquis of Anxi said loudly. The new general of chivalry is full of confidence in this.

He is holding the banner order given to him by the king, and the arrangement of dividing the troops into three groups is also reasonable-this army with a scale of more than 40,000 is too large, and it is easy to cause confusion in command when gathered together, and it must be resolved by dividing troops. Reflecting Britannia's numerical advantage, it is inevitable to divide troops.

Ryan thought about it carefully, and felt that if he was to command this kind of war, he would definitely divide his troops.

But why would Winford and Bastogne's troops be arranged for a feint? On the way back, Ryan was still thinking about this issue. The armies of these two duchies are considered relatively strong... Yes, it is precisely because the armies of these two duchies are relatively strong that the Marquis of Anxi will arrange They feint.

Julius and Ryan walked side by side. After hearing that he was arranged to feint, the knight of the kingdom, the eldest son of the Duke of Winford, was a little unhappy: "I think he is guarding against us."

"This is guarding against us." Ryan narrowed his eyes: "This is not a place to talk..."

"Ah! Hello, lady's champion, Holy Grail Knight Ryan." The Marquis of Anxi slowly approached with a large group of knights from a distance. When he saw Ryan, his expression became very strange: "Hello!"

"Hello, Your Excellency the Marquis." Ryan and Julius were stopped, and out of politeness, he greeted the Marquis of Anxi.

"It's a great honor to have such an excellent Holy Grail Knight like His Excellency Ryan join in the chivalry war. I hope His Excellency Ryan will not feel ill-willed because I put you in the right army?" The Marquis of Anxi and Ryan shook hands He shook hands with a smile on his face.

"Oh, of course not. On the contrary, I would like to thank the Marquis for his arrangement, which I think is very reasonable." Ryan suddenly said enthusiastically: "Your Excellency the Marquis has a noble blood, and you have the full authority of His Majesty the King. This chivalry war must I can win a big victory, and as a knight who serves ladies, His Majesty the Marquis does not need to treat me specially."

Ok? This Holy Grail Knight is quite sensible! The young Marquis originally planned to give the newly promoted Holy Grail Knight a warning and let him know who is the commander in chief of this war, but since he is so knowledgeable, there is no need to say a lot, so the Marquis nodded with a smile on his face : "No way, no way, we are all ladies' knights, and we are all fighting for Britannia. There is no special treatment or special arrangement. If there is anything wrong with me, Lord Ryan and Yuli are also welcome. Your Excellency Wu Si correct me, hahaha~"

The praise from the Fairy in the Lake, the champion, made him a little ecstatic. The Marquis simply "encouraged" Ryan a few words, and then walked away with his head held high.

When Julius and Ryan returned to Winford's camp together, Ryan smiled wryly and shook his head: "I think this battle is not easy to fight."

"That kind of pride is written on your face. I don't understand why you are flattering him." Julius was also not satisfied with the commander. The two entered his tent one after the other, and the expressions of the knights of the kingdom changed. Cold and hard: "You should tell him that our opponents are powerful and cunning Beastmen, they are the Beastmaster 'Bloodhorn' Maras and the screaming Shaman 'Heart Eater' Groz, all those who carelessly underestimate the enemy The knights are buried in the Bone Forest."

"Then what can I do?" Ryan said in a mocking tone: "Should I tell him to be careful in this battle? Or just tell him that I'm afraid you won't win? Do I want to fight him? Or do I want to provoke the king? The conflict between His Majesty and His Excellency Francois? I don't want to waste time entangled with him, and I don't want to turn against him because of this shit."

"He is indeed overconfident, so what can I do?"

Julius also sighed: "Originally, the position of commander-in-chief was to be handed over to the Marquis of Gabriel de Bastogne, so you understand that the Marquis of Anchi arranged for us to act together with Bastogne's army. Is there a reason?"

"I understand." Ryan and Julius smiled wryly at each other.

These two battle-tested knights both had a bad feeling that the Marquis of Anxi might be too confident in this chivalry war.

However, considering that the Marquis himself had also received a good military education, they thought it might be superfluous.

Back in the camp, many serfs came up to say hello to the two young and handsome knights, especially Holy Grail Knight Ryan, who also answered one by one, his demeanor seemed very modest: "In short, it is up to us to do our own thing well. correct."

"That's all there is now."

At night, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the oval moon hung high in the sky. The Varemi camp was brightly lit. The serfs were busy, packing up their utensils, and preparing to leave tomorrow. The knights also chose to give up fighting at this time. Stay in the camp and rest well.

Many serf infantry were standing guard at the guard post near the woodland.

The sentries on guard are the lowest infantry in the army. Their status is humble. They not only have to engage in combat, but also perform various chores. They eat the worst food and do the dirtiest and most tiring work.

Two sentries stood on the watch tower several meters high, whispering: "Hey, brother, do you think our chivalry war will be successful this time?"

"The devil knows, and even if it succeeds, what does it have to do with us? It is the victory of the knight master, not ours." The tall man leaned on a shoddy spear and looked at the forest in the distance.

"Is that true? I just hope that I can return to my hometown safely, and it would be even better if I can get some rewards by the way." It was a thin man who answered him.

"Hey, I just hope to get a bag full of silver coins for military pay. It's full, not part of it has been taken away. As for sergeants, I can't even think about it." The tall man said bitterly.

If the serfs had expected to be promoted to be sergeants, then the tall man has already proved the unreliability of this with his own experience. As a serf of the Principality of Lyonnaise, he has participated in several wars, and in the In these several wars, no serf was promoted.

The stories full of glory and hope that my parents told me in the past have become lies and laughing stocks. Whenever the serfs talked about the promise of the knights in private, they said that infantry who performed well on the battlefield could be promoted to sergeants. , always elicits bursts of laughter.

The knight lords squeezed their income, and the knight lords used all kinds of excuses to deprive them of their decent military pay. Some knight lords even asked him to pay for the funeral expenses of a serf himself! Because many knight lords have begun to lack financial resources to buy knight equipment for their children.

Then continue to squeeze these serfs!

In this dark age, only the Holy Grail Knights can gain the trust of the serfs, because these living saints never withhold the salaries of the serfs, and they will correctly view their contributions, and they are willing to promote the loyal and brave among them. Life is better.

When the Holy Grail Knight appears, the serfs will immediately increase their morale and fight with all their strength. A Holy Grail Knight is the spiritual sustenance of countless serfs. If there are no living ones, they can be dead. Some lords will put the corpses of the dead Holy Grail Knights. Fixed and carried into the battlefield to boost the morale of the serfs, but the remains of the Holy Grail Knight are very rare, and the fairies in the lake don't like this behavior very much.

"The Holy Grail Knight didn't participate in this chivalry war!" the tall man sighed.

"Who said there is no! Yes! This time Winford has a powerful knight here. He is not only the Holy Grail Knight, but also the champion of the ladies in the lake!" The thin man first refuted the tall man's words, but then sighed: "But this The master is not on the same side as us."

"That's not the same as nothing! Idiot!" The tall man cursed: "I just hope that I can capture more in this war and bring more things home. By the way, I still have to be alive. "

"Yeah! Survive first! Let's talk about other things!"

The two sentries who were chatting did not notice that a crow that was parked on the sentry tower flew away. The eyes of this crow were blood red, and there was a strange light in the rolling eyes.

Flapping its wings, the crow flew into the forest.

"Quack-quack-"

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