Chapter 202

"So, when you see this kind of terrain, you don't need me to teach you. You already know how to arrange it, right?"

"But... can our troops defeat so many enemy troops on the front?" A general asked doubtfully.

"On this point, everyone can rest assured."

Orson said this and pointed to the top of his head.

"This period in the Duchy of Naples happens to be the driest period of the year. Even if we can't deal with each other, isn't there another way?"

"There are many trees and shrubs in this valley. In this kind of weather, what will happen if there is a fire? Everyone, I don't need to say more, right?"

"As expected of Mr. Osun, he can easily think of things that we can't think of." A general from the prince faction couldn't help but praise Osun at this moment.

Seeing the admiring looks cast by the generals around him, Orson just smiled indifferently.

War, or fair and reciprocal war, to a large extent

, the information is poor.

When the strength gap between the two sides is too large, even if you know all the information about the other side, it will be extremely difficult to defeat the enemy.

But when the two sides are close in strength and either one is likely to win, information becomes extremely precious.

Not only the information on the strength and supply status of the armies of both sides, but also the information on every detail around the battlefield.

If Orson hadn't pointed out that the terrain here could be exploited, everyone's idea would still be to fight on a flat front. In this way, even if they won in the end, it would probably only be a miserable victory.

Leeteuk on the side looked at Orson, who was strategizing and winning a battle thousands of miles away, yet at ease and at ease, with stars in his eyes.

My brother is so handsome!

Chapter 123: Give me back my legion!

"Reporting to the high priest, a small group of enemy troops came into contact with us. They were defeated in one blow and then fled eastward." In the Naples military camp, a priest wearing a robe and covering his face lowered his head and looked at Andrew. Information was reported in front of him.

"I know, hurry up and chase after me. The direction in which the enemy is escaping is likely to be where the enemy's large force is..."

Andrew thought for a while, and then changed his words: "In this way, you first send a few scouts to track the enemy's position, our troops will join forces first, and then rush towards the enemy's large army together.

"As commanded."

…

Yanin Valley.

This is the valley that Orson mentioned during the military meeting the day before yesterday.

Naples itself has relatively few mountainous areas, and the Yanin Mountains near the city of Romulus is one of the few areas in Naples with relatively undulating terrain.

At this moment, the valley has been turned into a pocket trap by the coalition forces.

As long as the enemy's large forces enter the valley, the soldiers in ambush near the valley will push down the collected rocks, block the valley, and use various long-range means to attack the enemies in the valley. Coupled with a fire, this place will become an evil place. The best burial place for believers.

Andrew himself was not from Naples and did not understand the terrain here. In addition, his military quality was not up to par. He relied solely on the quality of his Immortal Legion to win the previous battles.

At this moment, Andrew stood at the entrance to the Yaning Valley, looking at the complex terrain in the valley in front of him, and he fell into silence.

"Are you sure the enemy escaped into this valley?"

"Yeah, that's absolutely true."

"Do you think this place is suitable for an ambush?"

"It's a good fit."

"So we can't go into this place, right?"

"Well... in my opinion, that's true."

Andrew shook his head when he heard his men's reply.

"You can guess such a simple thing, why can't the other party guess it?" Andrew said this while pointing to the Immortal Legion under his command.

"What is the biggest purpose of ambushing enemies on the battlefield?"

"Destroy the enemy's morale and make them lose their will to fight and surrender?"

"Yes, but our Immortal Legion is not afraid of death. Their purpose of ambush will not be achieved at all. On the contrary, we can use the trick to deceive all the enemy's main force and complete the victory in one battle!"

"As expected of the high priest! This idea is truly brilliant!"

"Hmph, watch more and learn more. Don't be too strange. Let the troops go in. I want to see what effect their ambushed troops can have."

"OK."

Afterwards, Andrew's cult and his Immortal Legion entered the Yanin Valley together.

…

"Oson, it's exactly what you said. The enemy really took the bait."

In the basin in the Yanin Valley, Orson led an elite force to form a formation. Not long after, he saw smoke and dust rising in the distance, and Lite said in surprise.

"The other party wants to use their tactics to their advantage." Behind the two of them, Lucius explained.

"Everyone knows that this kind of terrain is suitable for an ambush, but he relies on that weird army that will not surrender and run away, and wants to lure our main force to fight him here, so it is exactly what he wants."

"That's what Father said." Orson smiled and nodded.

As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, Lucius has a good grasp of the battlefield situation. The analysis just now is exactly what Andrew thinks in his heart.

"He must have felt that our main force was no match for him, and his troops would not be affected by morale."

"It's just that he didn't consider that we don't need to use manpower.

You can defeat them. "

Where the coalition army was located, a treeless isolation zone was deliberately cut down. In front of them, in addition to the dust raised by the marching army, there was also a thick black smoke.

"The battle has begun."

"Inhuman things, let's fight inhuman things."

On the other side, Andrew rode his horse and kept looking around during the march.

After walking a long distance without an ambush, Andrew couldn't help laughing.

"High priest, what are you laughing at?" The priest next to him looked at him puzzledly.

"I'm laughing at Orson for being incompetent after all. If an army is ambushed here, a normal army will definitely be demoralized and completely collapsed."

At this time, an unusual smell of burning came to Andrew's nose.

"High priest, do you smell anything?"

"Yeah." Andrew nodded. "It's like something is burnt."

At this time, the disadvantage of the Immortal Legion was reflected.

Because they are a group of machines that only obey the orders of the priests of the God Ancestor Cult, they do things by instinct and will not transmit intelligence. Therefore, when the initial smell drifts to them, they will not actively report.

When the priests in the center of the army array smelled the smell, the fire had already spread.

Moreover, because this wildfire did not break out at one point, but was ignited at multiple points at the same time, and now it is connected together, coupled with the influence of dry weather and valley wind, it cannot be easily extinguished.

"High priest, the surrounding woods are on fire! Fire, such a big fire!" At this time, a priest on the periphery ran to Andrew.

Andrew did not have the leisure to care about these at this moment. He stared blankly at everything in the distance, with the fire reflected in his pupils.

After more than ten seconds, he reacted and then hurriedly said: "Of course I know there is a fire, why don't you hurry up to put it out now! If there is no water, use magic, hurry up to put out the fire!"

The subordinates heard Andrew's order and hurried out. They took back the Immortal Legion, and then went to the front line of the fire and used water magic to put out the fire.

The priests were mostly at level five or six, and were considered very good magicians. However, even a level nine magician could not put out a large-scale wildfire of this magnitude, even if he used up all his magic power. At this moment, the water column created by these magicians with magic was just a mantis trying to stop a car in front of the fire wall. Not only did it not play a role in extinguishing the fire, but it fueled the fire and made the flames burn more vigorously.

Andrew was anxious when he saw this situation. If he couldn't even use magic, he really couldn't stop the wildfire from swallowing everyone.

Just at this time, many magicians appeared in the sky.

They didn't cast magic here, but sprinkled a lot of black liquid.

As soon as these liquids reached the ground and came into contact with the flames, they burned instantly, which was more effective than the low- and medium-level flame magic, especially when facing such a large-scale legion.

The priests had already used up most of their magic power when they put out the fire just now, and now it was impossible for them to rise to the sky to die. Faced with this situation, everyone was concerned about fleeing around, and no one was controlling the activities of the Longevity Legion anymore.

In the face of the fleeing local priests, the court magicians who were waiting in the sky were also very simple.

The enemies below were either the strange immortal army, who would not scream even if they were burned to death, or the people who controlled the immortal army. These people fled in all directions, and the court magicians were responsible for capturing all of them alive.

Only a few priests still maintained their sanity, controlling the nearby immortal army to keep moving forward, praying that they could get out of this purgatory ahead.

In a short distance of less than two kilometers, this immortal army of more than 10,000 people lost more than 80%.

However, when the priests who were about to escape death saw the coalition forces waiting here in front, the last string they were holding was broken.

And the coalition forces, seeing the army finally arrived in front of them in a shabby state, also clenched their weapons and dared not relax at all.

...

"My Lord Duke, Andrew's army went east to pursue the coalition forces."

In the Napoli military camp, Giovanni received a report from the front line.

"Didn't I tell them to wait for me? Why did you act on your own?"

"Andrew said that if we let the enemy run away now, it will be difficult to fight next."

"... As long as he can win, everything will be fine."

Giovanni said this, and suddenly thought of something, then looked up at the officer who came to report the information: "You just said, in which direction did they chase the enemy?"

"East."

"I remember that the only place with strategic value in the east is the Yaning Valley, right? They didn't chase to the Yaning Valley, did they?"

When the officer heard Giovanni ask this, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"It seems... It seems very likely that Andrew is not a local and doesn't know the terrain of the Yaning Valley. It seems not good to fight there..."

"No, pass the order down, march quickly, and make sure to catch up with Andrew's army!" Giovanni was anxious instantly. Andrew's legion was his hope for a comeback. If the loss was too great, he would have no hope.

...

Two days later, in front of the Yaning Valley.

It was almost sunset, but Giovanni had no intention of watching the fiery red sunset in the west.

Because in front of him, in the Yaning Valley in the east, the raging fire had already overshadowed the sunset in the west.

Seeing this scene, Giovanni felt a pain in his heart, his eyes rolled up, and he fell backwards.

Fortunately, the officer next to him found out in time and immediately dragged him when he fell.

"Duke, are you okay?!"

"..." Giovanni looked at the Yaning Valley in the distance. At this moment, he knew what happened inside without thinking.

With such a big fire, Andrew's legion would never survive.

His chest was stuffy and he couldn't breathe. After a long time, he gradually recovered his normal breathing.

"Andrew, give me back my legion!" Giovanni shouted hysterically.

After shouting this, he covered his chest and continued to gasp.

In the end, he still couldn't bear the blow, his eyes rolled up, and he fainted completely.

Chapter 124: I'm sorry to disappoint you

"Your Excellency, our court magicians have captured more than 30 cultists, and they are all at your disposal."

After the fire, until noon the next day, the sky was still covered with dark clouds that blocked out the sun.

"Well, detain them first, and don't let any of them go. When we return to Saint Laurent City, we will hand them over to the church for public trial."

"By the way, we heard from those cultists that their high priest is called Andrew. I wonder if you, the commander-in-chief, have caught this person?"

"I have caught quite a few here, and I'll ask around later."

"Okay, thank you for your concern."

The other party said this and walked out politely.