Chapter 454 Wolf Cub (Part 2)

Faced with the young lieutenant's doubts, Pierre was noncommittal and in turn led the first army: "Then it was Alder Felt who announced the news that your army suffered a disastrous defeat in the main battle."

"Of course not. Major Felt is still trying his best to block the information. But the town of Green Valley is so big, how can there be a wall that is airtight? One night, everyone knew that Lieutenant Bathory had escaped from the other side of the mountain. '."

The young lieutenant sighed: "However, I still can't figure it out. Where did you find such a guy who can deceive the major?"

"Have you met 'Lieutenant Bathory'?" Pierre asked.

"No." The young lieutenant was a little impatient: "Didn't I tell you that Major Felt tried his best to block the news."

"Then why do you think 'Lieutenant Bathory' is a fake sent by me?"

"Why?" The young lieutenant snorted: "Because it's too true, too true to be falsified - nineteen issues? It's three issues behind us, and eleven issues behind the major! There can't be any intersection."

Pierre acted as a listener cooperatively, waiting for the other person to say more.

"The identity of the fifth legion is also very clever. It's like knowing in advance that there are only troops from the sixth legion in Green Valley Town."

Pierre nodded and asked, "Is there any more?"

The young lieutenant simply sat back on the boulder and started talking completely: "None of the messengers sent by the major to Maplestone City have returned. The regular communications that should be sent by Maplestone City have not yet been sent. In other words, as long as you leave Green Valley, , it’s all your territory. Since you can cut off the communication line between Green Valley and Maplestone City, how can you miss a few exhausted and embarrassed troops?"

"Omissions are inevitable."

The young lieutenant scratched the back of his head in distress and continued: "But I really don't understand how you deceived Major Felt. You can send people to pretend to be deserters, you can send people to pretend to be civilian husbands, But you can’t send someone to pretend to be a professional officer from the Army Academy. Major Felt has countless ways to identify the authenticity, but somehow, he was fooled by you. "

Pierre shrugged: "Maybe I didn't lie to him at all."

"Forget it! Mr. Mitchell! It's already come to this, why don't you just be more honest." The young lieutenant stood up and looked at Pierre, his eyes as bright as a torch: "Has the main battle really come to an end? You guys? Is it really won? Did Senior Montagne really lead the main force to leave? Or is he still ambushing outside Green Valley, waiting for the fighter planes to annihilate Major Felt?"

Vashika, who was listening to the confusion next to him, finally couldn't hold himself back and shouted angrily: "You are such a strange person! What is real and fake? Why should we lie to you? What does the truth have to do with you? What is fake about you? What does it have to do with you? Stop talking nonsense! Let’s go! Go to the prisoner camp and take your time!”

The young lieutenant ignored Vashka and looked directly at Pierre.

Pierre was silent for a moment and replied: "My colleague is right. True or false, what does it have to do with you?"

Pierre also looked at the young lieutenant: "From what standpoint are you asking this question?"

The young lieutenant stared at Pierre for a long time, as if looking for clues in the subtleties of the latter's body language.

Finally, he bent down, held his forehead, and groaned lowly: "It turns out...it turns out that the squad leader really won the decisive battle."

The next second, he raised his head suddenly and looked at Pierre with a complicated expression, clenching and unclenching his fists: "That means I overestimated you - Mr. Mitchell, you made a serious mistake! "

As soon as they finished speaking, Pierre and Vashika only heard the faint sound of horse hooves coming from behind. Vashika turned his head and saw a light cavalry galloping towards their position in the upstream direction from a distance.

The young lieutenant unconsciously became impatient: "Not only did you allow Major Felt to obtain crucial military information, but you also allowed him to take the opportunity to find out your true identity. Major Felt has realized that you are just a small group of lone soldiers. The light cavalry is fighting, and the main force of the Tiefeng County Army is not in Green Valley at all - this is equivalent to lifting the sharp blade hanging over the major's head!"

Pierre was unmoved, while Vasika just felt confused: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" the young lieutenant sneered: "It means that your cards have been played, and now it is Major Felt's turn."

While talking, the light cavalry coming from the upstream direction had already rushed to several people.

The light cavalry rolled off their saddles and dismounted, strode to Pierre's side, and whispered a few words. Pierre said nothing, but made a gesture, and the light cavalry immediately set off and turned back.

Listening to the sound of hoofbeats disappearing, Pierre glanced at the young lieutenant with a slightly provocative look in his eyes, then looked at the increasingly confused Vashika, and said calmly: "The defenders of Green Valley have come out."

"Okay." Vashika slapped her thigh and let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally, I got to the part that I can understand."

"There's quite a movement." Pierre glanced at the young lieutenant again: "At least two brigades with a thousand men were dispatched, heading downstream."

Vashika said "Huh", looked around instinctively, suddenly slapped his forehead, and said in realization: "That Major, is he trying to block us here, close the door and beat the dog?"

The overall terrain of Green Valley looks like peas, the hills on both sides of the Hydrangea River are like pea pods, and the series of settlements along the river, including Green Valley Town, are like peas.

"Beanli" is the area with the flattest terrain and the most suitable for the development of agriculture. In contrast, between the "peas" is naturally the land that is broken, rugged, and difficult to farm—and difficult to navigate.

As long as the exits to the upstream and downstream are controlled, each settlement is a natural prison.

"Major Felt is only responsible for closing the door." The young lieutenant replied lukewarmly: "Whether you will be beaten or not depends on you."

"Who are you calling a dog?!" Vashika always responded quickly to such things.

Pierre signaled Vasya to be quiet, stared at the young lieutenant, and asked again: "Then whose side are you on?"

"I'm already a prisoner. What does this war have to do with me?" The young lieutenant did not answer directly. He raised his hand and pointed to the exit at the other end of the river valley: "I suggest you go directly downstream. Although you have to take a long detour, it is very easy. Safe. Major Felt has no cavalry and cannot catch up with you."

Vashika realized in hindsight: "You should have blocked that opening, right?"

"Vasya." Pierre said no more and raised his hand to summon his subordinates: "Take two tents of people and escort this... second lieutenant and other prisoners to move downstream."

Vashika didn't ask any more questions, simply nodded and began to select people from the assembled cavalry.

Pierre also began to assign tasks to the light cavalry. For a while, the young lieutenant and other prisoners were left out in the cold.

The young lieutenant observed the actions of the Tiefeng County light cavalry in confusion. This time it was his turn to be late.

"You...you...could you..." After the light cavalry took orders and dispersed, the young lieutenant finally realized something was wrong. He was so shocked that he stumbled when he spoke: "Are you going to fight?"

Pierre ignored the young lieutenant, turned around, grabbed the saddle, put on the stirrup and mounted the horse.

"Let's go." Vashi pulled the young lieutenant back and deliberately emphasized the words: "Your Excellency!"

The young lieutenant broke free from Vashika's arm and grabbed the reins of Pierre's horse with a single lunge: "With your little cavalry, you still want to eat six brigades?!"

Pierre still ignored the young lieutenant. He nodded and motioned for Vashika to take the latter away.

"You guys, do you want to die?" The young lieutenant became impatient again: "I tell you, you were able to cut off the communication line because Major Felt was afraid of Senior Montagne's main force. Losing the intelligence advantage, don't say anything There are six brigades, and you won’t be able to eat the two brigades that are coming soon. From the moment Major Felt learned about the main battlefield, the initiative is no longer in your hands."

The young lieutenant held the reins tightly, opened his eyes, and spoke quickly and urgently: "Do you think Major Felt can starve to death just by running out of food? If Major Felt resolutely retreats, it is impossible for the light cavalry like you to We can stop it. Do you think Major Felt can starve to death by running out of food? Even if there is no food in Green Valley, Major Felt can still get supplies from other villages and towns along the way."

"Your Excellency, Second Lieutenant." Pierre requested politely: "Please leave with Mr. Morozov, he will ensure your safety."

The young lieutenant took a serious look at Pierre Michel for the first time - this man was about the same age and height as him, but only by careful observation could he discover the brand of war hidden under his calm expression.

When he came into contact with Pierre Mitchell's deep eyes, the young lieutenant was horrified and subconsciously let go of the reins: "Did you also destroy the villages and towns between Green Valley and Maplestone City?"

"Not yet." Pierre replied calmly: "But I will if necessary."

After saying that, Pierre pulled the reins, flicked the whip, and was about to leave.

The young lieutenant was stunned for a moment, chased him half a step, and then asked: "In that case, why are you still here fighting with Major Felt?"

Pierre halted his horse, turned around, and told the young lieutenant solemnly: "The deserter was not someone I sent to pretend to be, and neither was that 'Lieutenant Bathory' - before that, I didn't even know who he was. Name. But there is one thing you said wrong. I didn't 'leak' them out, they were 'I' put them through."

Pierre paused for a second and continued: "You said one more thing wrong. I don't just have a 'little' cavalry, I have two squadrons. Although it's still not much, it's still not enough to deal with Alder Felt's men. That kind of stuff… is more than enough.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young lieutenant saw a stream of white smoke emerging from behind the outline of the hills and reaching into the sky.

Soon, two more puffs of black smoke rose in succession from the southeast and southwest directions on the other side of the river.

"You haven't answered me yet." The young lieutenant asked unwillingly: "Why are you still fighting Major Felt here?"

Pierre's answer came back from afar: "Because only the prey will run away."

Pierre galloped past the Tiefeng County Qingqi who was ready to go: "Let them know who is the hunter!"

Among the light cavalry, someone laughed loudly and said "ouch".

Immediately, more than a hundred light cavalry roared and followed Pierre to attack.

"Let's go." Vashika pulled the young lieutenant. He was a little unhappy because he was given the task of watching the prisoners: "Master Lieutenant."

"Hey! My name is Kadar!" The young lieutenant suddenly rushed out a few steps and shouted at the backs of the cavalry: "Kadar Lagre!"

…

At noon, Major Felt, who was waiting eagerly on the high wall of Green Valley Town, witnessed the destruction of the last combat-effective unit under his command.

…

Three days later.

Two ragged and dazed parliamentary soldiers appeared at the west gate of Maplestone City.

No matter what people ask them, they will only tremble and answer one sentence:

"The Wolf Cavalry is coming!"

[Wolf Cavalry comes to check the bed! Old man Felt! You are quite good at hiding! ]

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