Section 47: Plan to break through

After hearing the mission assigned by the Duke to Remond during the military discussion, Schwab also believed that this was almost impossible to complete. How courage would it take to break through the encirclement and enter the Fort Marenko?

"What does Duke Han Ruowei mean?" Koro and others were puzzled by Duke Han Ruowei's unreasonable mission. The officers of the Mark Legion who heard the news were also very dissatisfied.

"Did Duke Han Ruowei plan to let the Ruovedes solve us?" Bald Otto cursed angrily. The Duke did not hand over this task to his vassals, but to the Mark Legion, which was a mercenary force. This meaning is self-evident, that is, to preserve the vassals as the main force and let the mercenary forces take risks and charge.

"But if we don't do as the Duke asks, then the efforts we made before will be in vain." Old Lauke thought for a while and said.

"Then we attacked the camp of the Novedes and evacuated after the battle, so no one would say anything. After all, the Novedes are several times ours." Koro proposed a relatively neutral plan, which seemed to be deceptive. If someone knew about it, it would damage the reputation of the Mark Legion.

"It can't be like this." Sir Liugudi shook his head and opposed.

"Sir, Srike asks for a visit." The dwarf Rud came to Schwab's side and whispered.

"Oh, okay, I'll go see him." The dispute between his companions made Schwab not know what to do. Of course, Schwab wanted to successfully complete the task assigned by the Duke, but once he failed, it would consume the little power he had finally gathered, and it would be more than worth the loss.

"Sir Schwab." Srick was waiting outside the camp, wearing a gray windbreaker, compatible with the surrounding environment.

"Srick, have you seen the Duke?" Schwab asked as soon as he saw Srick.

"certainly."

"So, you know the mission given to us by the Duke."

"I heard it."

"What do you think about this matter? We joined the Duke as reinforcements. This is also responding to the request of His Highness the Princess. But now we are asking us to go to Fort Marenko, and we have to take great risks." Schwab said dissatisfied.

"That's right, sir. But I think this may be the special expectation of the Duke." Srick continued with his lips pursed, "Aside from that, a knight who is trying to achieve success, he should not be afraid of any danger, and to gain reputation, he must take huge risks."

At the station of the Mark Legion, soldiers under the leadership of the sergeant commander conducted routine daily training. They held spears to train in queues and combat. With the sound of the drums and flutes, the soldiers were majestic and high in neat steps.

"The training is good." Schwab stood aside, watching his soldiers training under the leadership of Mag, and the soldiers saw Schwab each erecting his chest and training harder.

"Sir." Mag, sweating profusely, walked to Schwab's face. His chain armor was covered with sweat stains. This was the result of hard training.

"How is it? Have the recruits learned to queue?"

"After this period of training and fighting, these recruits have learned to distinguish between the left and right, and can follow the veterans. Now you can't tell the difference between them." Mag, a thin farmer, has grown into an excellent sergeant commander, and the soldiers also love this commander who has no airs, but is extremely brave when fighting.

"Very good, it is my pride to have a brave soldier like you." Schwab patted Mag on the shoulder and looked at the cheerful young man with a little guilt in his heart. Can he step on the corpses of men like Mag in order to make a contribution?

"Sir, is there anything difficult?" Mag looked at Schwab, who frowned and asked out of the love of Lord Schwab who gave him a chance.

"Mag, am I a cruel nobleman? I always take everyone around to fight. In fact, you can stay in your own home without having to run around, worrying about the danger of arrows and the swords in the hands of the enemy."

"Sir." Mag said this suddenly for some reason, Schwab, who had always been confident, took off his leather gloves, relaxed a little, and then plucked up the courage to say, "Sir, do you know how a farmer lives?"

"have no idea?"

"A farmer has to work from morning to night to get a little income. The food he has won must be handed over to the nobles or the church, because it is a duty given to us by God. All the farmers can eat every day is a little bit of wheat porridge, which is similar to the vomit of an alcoholic. My family and I lived on these things at that time, and we lived a dirty life."

"It's really unfair." Schwab comforted, although he knew that he did not fit his status as a nobleman, he still couldn't help but say.

"Haha, sir, you will only sympathize with us. And only you have given me a chance to get out of this poverty life. No, you have given the soldiers of the Mark Legion to live a better life with our families. My master, from that time on all of us have vowed to serve you. Even if we die on the battlefield, we believe that our families will be taken care of by you." Mag said sincerely, looking at Schwab with brown eyes, and then kneeling down on one knee to express allegiance. At this time, the soldiers of the Mark Legion who were trained in the open space also stopped practicing. They knelt in front of Schwab with their sergeant. Only the spear in their hands was raised high, and when they looked at the spear like a forest, Schwab raised his face and sighed.

"I'm not worthy of you."

On the morning of the next day, the Duke convened the vassal meeting again. This time, Raymond did not wear a wool-coated garment, but a chain armor in a tight-fitting dress of aristocratic heraldry, his feet were wearing boots made of leather, and the cloak behind him was bright blue, and a giant barrel-shaped helmet was sandwiched under his left arm.

"My most noble Duke, I, Remond will lead my troops to break through the siege and enter Fort Marenko. For you, sir, hold on until the end of the world." It is undeniable that Remond's eloquence is still very good. He knelt on one knee under Duke Hanruowei, waved his right hand and looked proudly at the Counts around him. Although the Counts did not believe that Remond would complete this task, no one could object to this brave action.

"Brave Lord Remond, please allow me to express my gratitude to you and your army on behalf of Lord Remond and all the earls." Earl Baden lowered his head and put his right hand on his chest, expressing his deepest gratitude to Remond.

"I wish you success." The Duke of Hanrowei ordered his servants to bring wine and join all the earls in tribute to Rymond.

"Sir Schwab, what are you going to do?" Koro expressed his confusion about Schwab's promise to the Duke's mission. This was obviously an action that was not worth the effort. However, since Schwab, as the supreme commander, would have to complete this mission bravely as a knight. At worst, he would be summoned by the Lord.

"I suggest that after dark we break through the siege of the OVID and enter Fort Marenko," Sir Liugudi suggested.

"I also think it's better to break through at this time." Bald Otto also thought it's better to act after dark, but Schwab shook his head because he remembered that many successful breakthrough cases in later generations rarely succeeded in the dark.

"No, our troops will fail after dark because of incompetent command. I think we should break through at dawn."

"Dawn?" Koro and others believed that at dawn, the Novedes would discover the Mark Legion.

"Yes, dawn is actually the weakest time for human defense. We rushed into the Marenko Fort when they were most unexpected. Let our people start resting now, have a meal in the middle of the night, and launch an attack at dawn."

"Well, listen to you, I will lead some cavalry to reconnaise the enemy's movements and figure out their defenses, and it is best to find a weak defense." Coro said.

"Koro, try to remember the enemy's camp arrangements. When I come back, I tell us that I want the grenadiers to ride horses this time and use ceramic bombs to surprise the people of the Oveids when breaking through."

"Haha, OK, that thing is so scary. I seem to have seen the Ruvid people panicked."

Koro led the cavalry to rush out of the camp of Duke Hanruowei, and then headed towards the camp of the Ruvedes. While adventuring close to the camp of the Ruvedes, Koro and others were chased by the Ruvedes light cavalry. Fortunately, they gave up heavy objects such as shields, Koro and others got rid of the pursuit of the Ruvedes light cavalry.

"Shwab, the damn Ruvets made the Marenko Fortress scatter, but I found that they still had gaps in these places." Sir Koro, who was sweating, took the skin kettle handed over by the soldiers as soon as he got off the horse and drank a big mouthful of water. The water flowed along his chin and didn't care about it. He pulled out his dagger and drew out the general camp location of Ruvets on the ground and said.

"Where?" Schwab asked hurriedly.

"In their southeast location, but there was a swamp there, probably the OVID people thought no one would pass there, so there was only a small team of OVID people stationed there."

"Well, there is no water source there, so it's just that it's just not to stay there. And the stench of the swamp must have made those Ruvid people curse."

"Haha, this is really a gift from the Lord."

"Okay, let's break out from here."

"But, you need to prepare more boards." Schwab thought for a while and said, "I asked Remond to go to the Duke's place to ask for this matter. When we work hard, we always need the earls to do some effort."
Chapter completed!