Chapter 997, Fellow, Open the Door!

Chapter 996, fellow, open the door! (Second more please subscribe duck!)

One day in late March, François, the Duke of Winford and the peak powerhouse in the sanctuary, got up early in the morning.

The heavy snow outside the tent made Francois very irritable. Thinking of this, Ryan's father-in-law not only regretted the way he made the army rush to march, but Francois, who was used to fighting in Britannia, really didn't expect it To encounter this kind of strange weather, first of all, the temperature suddenly rises, the ground melts and becomes extremely muddy, and the logistics become intermittent.

Then there was a sudden drop in temperature and heavy sleet. The severe cold and extremely harsh environment made the Britannian southern army accustomed to the warm and humid environment very serious. Poor, many soldiers would rather sit around the fire all day than move.

The logistics were delayed, and the lack of judgment about the cold resulted in the army not preparing spirits to keep out the cold. Francois found himself in a dilemma. Although his army had not completely lost its combat effectiveness, its morale and morale were low. .

After getting up and washing his face, Francois ate something casually. He inspected the camp for a while, his brows still furrowed.

The army was stationed in the forest, and the soldiers gathered around the fire in groups of three and four. The knights were devouring food, and many people were arranging food for the horses and pack horses. François frowned after observing for a while. Not good enough, which makes the horse lose weight.

Of course, Francois still has a very strong prestige, and everyone knows his strength, brilliant deeds and his status as the father-in-law of His Majesty Ryan. When they saw him appear, everyone greeted him: "My Duke, good morning!"

"Ma'am, it's a new day."

"Your Excellency the Duke! Have a wonderful day."

"Hehehe~" Francois stroked his long goatee elegantly, and smiled at a group of soldiers who were huddled together to keep warm: "Soldiers, how is the food?"

"Okay."

"improvise."

"Not too good, my duke." The freeman soldiers also replied casually. Francois, like Suria, had no airs about these freemen, and was willing to talk to ordinary soldiers more.

"It will be fine, there will be bread, and there will be milk." Francois learned a sentence from Ryan to deal with these soldiers, and then the old prince asked again: "Is it still warm to sleep at night?" ?”

This received a relatively unanimous response.

Thanks to Beria's advice and intelligence, the Britannian army has all prepared the kind of very warm double-layer winter coats. Although the soldiers are very cold and have frostbite, basically none of them died of freezing. Condition.

The army is still disciplined, and chivalry is still in play.

But Francois really couldn't laugh. As soon as the old duke turned around, his expression became very serious. He said to the attendants beside him, "Where is Gerald? Find him quickly, and he is still here." There's Semyon...what's the matter."

"Semyon-Alexandrovich-Rumantsev." The attendant added that this Mrs. Kisler was once an officer of the front wing cavalry near Ohrengrad, who fled into Ostland, and After surviving the Battle of Wolfenburg, I heard that the chivalrous Bretons were willing to continue the Northern Expedition to recover Kislev. Although they still had some doubts, many Mrs. Kisler volunteered to join the Knight Kingdom. Team, Semyon-Alexandrovich Rumyantsev volunteered to be the guide of François' 2nd Army.

"Oh yes, Rumyantsev, Kislev's name is hard to remember." Francois nodded.

The old duke didn't intend to march today, he returned to the big tent, looking at the map with a sad expression on his face.

Francois knows that he is a bit aggressive, but as a knight commander who has experienced many battles, he is famous in the world and has defeated the great wizard of the undead Heinrich Kemmler twice. How could he be a military idiot.

He has his own reasons for choosing this way.

First of all, he was really eager to prove himself. As a reserve team, he and his army missed several epic victories, including the Battle of the Swamp of Wounds, the Great Battle of the Three Kings and the subsequent Battle of Herzig and Wolfen. This made Francois realize that he was a little bit covered by the "back wave", so he was eager to win a battle so that everyone would know that he didn't fight the war to the end to take credit for it.

The second is that after some aggressive advances, François also thought about whether to stop for a while to wait for reinforcements and logistics, but one by one military information quickly reached him, and the First Lawn Army on the west side was at Lowitz Castle. Several Norscan warbands were defeated nearby, while the Third Army of Perhemond, located to the east of him, also defeated a remnant of Nurgle on the ruined town of Karganov.

In other words, Francois's two wings are very safe, which gave the old man enough confidence to continue marching, and also made him more urgent to win the battle.

However, the father-in-law still underestimated Kislev's extreme weather after all. Marshal Winter's power made his army with an overstretched supply line suffer a lot.

"Never attack Kislev in winter."

——Imperials and Mrs. Keesler's summary after the hundreds of years of territorial wars before the Great Holy War.

Now Francois finds himself in a dilemma. If he retreats, his prestige will be damaged. It seems that he has made no achievements in this great expedition.

The father-in-law looked at the map and thought for a long time, and he frantically thought about any possible directions.

After thinking for a while, Gerald finally came in from the outside. Snow fell on Winford's paladin shoulders, cloak, helmet, and cloak. He took off his helmet, his face covered with wind and frost: "Duke, the situation is not good!"

"I asked someone to call you. Why are you here now?" Francois turned around with some displeasure. Suria's long platinum hair was obviously inherited from Francois, and the old man's deep sea blue eyes Zhongman was full of wisdom: "What happened?"

"It's the plague, my lord. Diseases have spread in the army. Some have caught a cold, some have a severe fever, and some have typhoid and measles. Fear is spreading in the army." Gerald said anxiously: "We Action must be taken immediately."

"Isolate all the sick people first, damn it!" The old man was so angry that he slapped his hand on the table.

Gerald took the order to leave, and Francois held back his anger, trying not to vent his anger on the attendants and others. He reached out to take out a bottle of wine from the suitcase, but found that the wine had frozen, and his mouth After swearing at the lady, I had to find another suitcase.

Inside was the special "Gray Goose" vodka sent by Beria. The white liquid in the glass bottle was crystal clear, and the feeling of burning like a flame in his chest made Francois feel much better after taking a sip of the spirit. The Duke immediately ordered that a large amount of vodka prepared by Beria be distributed to the soldiers and knights to keep out the cold.

After a while, while Francois was still thinking about when the patrols would bring back the news, a Mrs. Kesler was brought into the big tent. He was strong, with whiskers, and hair Wearing a dog fur hat and a thick double winter coat: "My duke!"

"Rum... Rumyantsev?" Francois thought for a while before he remembered the name of this person. The Duke said concisely, "I won't say too much. To put it simply, we are in trouble."

"Yes, my Duke." The front wing cavalry officer bowed: "And I am here to solve the problem."

"You have the ability to solve our current problems?!" Francois turned around immediately, even though he was as calm and steady as Francois, he couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the news: "Really?"

"I may not be able to solve all the problems, but I found the contact mark of our Kislev in a hidden camp deep in the forest." The front wing cavalry officer said respectfully: "There is still Kislev in the forest." Survivors, they hid and formed several very secluded camps, maybe they can help us."

"What will help us?" Francois asked.

"Among them are wise daughters who can help us solve the threat of the disease, and they also have some excellent scouts and hunters who can help us move better in the forest. Maybe they have some supplies that can unlock our Urgent." Rumyantsev said sincerely: "My prince, it is not so easy to solve the threat of chaos, we must unite."

Wise daughter?

Francois thought for a while and made a quick decision.

"Buy two pieces of goods! Bring enough gold coins, I'm going to ask for their help myself!"

Two hours later, in the snow-covered coniferous forest, under the leadership of Francois, more than 20 knights from the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinalis came to the depths of a dense forest that was almost impassable. .

And behind more than twenty knights, there are two carts of gifts.

The atmosphere was very quiet, with only the sound of heavy snow falling from the sky, and the wind blowing through the coniferous forest, making strange cries. The knights were very nervous, and many of them reached out to hold the hilt of their swords.

The guide Rumyantsev carefully identified several inscriptions engraved in hidden positions. After confirming it again and again, he shouted in one direction.

"привет!"

No one responded.

Rumyantsev thought for a moment, then called out again: "Здравствуйте?"

After a long time, finally an archer wearing a white burqa appeared from a snow field: "Ктотытакой?"

Rumyantsev exchanged a few words with the archer.

Finally, it ended with the archer saying "Hala Hugh", so more archers appeared in the woodland.

The hidden camp door was exposed, and two musketeers aimed at the group with muskets.

"Fellow, open the door quickly! We are the Britannian army! We are here to recover the occupied areas and expel the Chaos army!" Francois first expressed his friendliness, and the father-in-law continued: "If you don't take your needles and thread, Here comes a gift for you!"

"Bretanians?!" These Mrs. Kesler looked at each other suspiciously, but slowly put down the bows and arrows in their hands. They will definitely tell each other to leave, but the Kingdom of Knights has always regarded itself as chivalrous and virtuous, so maybe they will really do this.

"Don't you remember our aid to Erengrad?" Francois then shouted: "We are here to help you regain your territory from Chaos, but we are in trouble and need you Can you let us in with your help?"

"I reveal in the name of Ursun that what they say is true, that the Bretons really want to help us recover our land!" Rumyantsev followed suit: "I give my life and The identity guarantee of the captain of the front wing cavalry squad!"

Everyone in the forest camp discussed for a long time, and finally, the door was opened.

Francois and his party entered the camp under the surveillance of several Keza warriors and a group of Kislev militiamen. There were about two to three hundred people in the camp. They obviously lacked enough clothing and nutrition, but their will was still strong. tenacious.

A Kislev nobleman appeared in front of François. He was obviously a priest of the bear god Esun, with a wide forehead, pea eyes, a big nose, and thin lips. He had a very serious expression and a tough attitude. Holding a tomahawk and riding a giant bear.

"Hello Grail Grail from Britannia, I am Vladimir, Vladimir-Vladimirovich, an Ursun priest, ex-member of the Orengrad Duma and ex-Oren The first deputy mayor of Glad, now the head of this camp."

"What's your business?"

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