Chapter 45: The battle will begin (2)

It was a quiet night, and the elf boy sitting in the castle was drinking slowly with a pot of wine. His eyes passed through the window in front and looked at the extremely distant horizon. His eyes flashed, and after a long time, he drank another sip of the strong wine.

"Are you going to set off..." Avis murmured to himself. The pot of wine was quickly finished, and then it was thrown aside by Avis. His lungs began to become hot, which was a sign after drinking.

At this moment, the war will begin. If Ivis' memory is not wrong, the Kingdom of Lanying has begun to prepare for a counterattack. Now the troops participating in the war have almost collapsed. Only Heathmay's White Stone Knights still retain a certain combat power. Not long after, the Kingdom of Lanying will organize an unprecedented army.

But unfortunately, the end of this army was to be destroyed on its entire front. The chaotic command, second-rate soldiers, and lack of logistics and morale led to a disastrous defeat in this army that could definitely defeat the Vikings.

After that, there was the "Camqiao Battle" that shocked countless people, which was also the turning point of the Vikings invasion.

The Battle of Cambridge is indeed a miracle, it is a miracle made up of countless coincidences. The collapse of any point will no longer exist. So Ives was hesitating whether he should participate in this miracle.

(Join.) Ives slowly made up his mind. The road to the future is bumpy, and the future has been changed since he came to this world. He didn't know where the end of this road was. But he would go on and reach the final point of the road that could not see ahead.

The troops will be sent tomorrow, and now is the last time to repent. The elf boy made up his mind at this moment - send troops now! Can a thousand Teutonic warriors defeat the powerful Viking warrior?

He himself was not sure. But he could give it a try. In any case, he was also a senior general who had commanded the army in the future, and should be able to lead these thousand Teutonic warriors well.

But at this moment, he thought of the elf princess who left not long ago, Kayeves. At the time of parting, she told EVES a message-the eternal elves were in danger. They needed the joining of a royal lord.

The elves can be said to be one of the most powerful races. In the endless ancient times, the twelve elves kings were almost undefeated. Therefore, the elves' understanding of the king's power can be said to be more than any race. At this time, Gunnavis had a magic circle, and as long as the king's power joined, powerful existences in the alien plane could be summoned.

Of course, the strength of the existence of the alien plane is also random, and generally not weaker than the Sacred Realm. Of course, Kieves also explained that if the strength of the king's power reaches the Sacred Realm, then it is very likely to summon the legendary-level alien world.

The summoned creatures in another world will have an absolute control time of 25 days. During these 25 days, other creatures in another world cannot be summoned, but they can allow this creature in another world to do anything!

So Ives decided to let himself reach the Sanctuary before going. On the Carasol Continent, he still had two things to do. First, embark on the road of arcane, and reach the end of the road of arcane, and gain the recognition of the Lord of Destruction. Second, obtain the inheritance of the Hand of Doomsday and turn his profession into the epic profession of "Silver Knight".

Avis's goal is the hero profession, the Apocalypse Knight!

I don't know how long I thought about it, but Ives finally fell asleep...

...

"How many reinforcements are there?"

Here is Annarel, to the north is the Thorn Valley and to the east is the Stephenk coastline. Behind it is the vast land of the Lansos Plain. This is the front line of fighting against the Vikings and the most important point. If this place is broken, then until Cambridge, the Kingdom of Lanying has no defensive measures to stop the Vikings' attack.

Now Annarell's commander is Dean Hohaggs. His command ability is average, but he can't be said to be a fool - a basic combat commander, he still understands it. It seems that the Kingdom of Lanying also knows the importance of this place and does not send some people to come up casually. Of course, this is also related to no one who is willing to come to this place. Those nobles are busy collecting war taxes, so how can they come to the front line to die?

So Dean Hoheges looked at the drawings in front of him in a silence, and suddenly felt a funny feeling. He was the front-line commander, but the only one who really obeyed him was the five thousand soldiers he brought with him. The other noble private soldiers were all in harmony, but they could not command them at all.

At this point, even the White Stone Knights defeated in Bux, and suddenly many noble private soldiers evacuated here for various reasons. Dean Hoheges watched this scene happening with some laughter and cry. Perhaps, this kingdom has become corrupt to the point of destruction.

"Sir, Sir Ivis led his thousand soldiers, and they were already on the way to come." The deputy general on the side said. After hearing the news, Dean couldn't help but stayed a little stunned. After a while, he said in disbelief: "What did you say?"

This was really strange news. He asked if there were any reinforcements and asked subconsciously. He never thought that reinforcements would be willing to come to this place. The royal family had empty troops and it would take at least one month to get here. The local nobles avoided the war, hoping that a few birds would emerge.

If a battle is won, these nobles will rush out to grab military merits. If a battle is lost, these nobles will be the first to escape. And at this most dangerous moment, are there any nobles willing to come to the front line?

Dean Hohaegers found himself revisiting the noble.

And at the same time, in the city of Fittclan.

Hotx shook his head with a hint of laughter and tears as he looked at the scattered army in front of him. He only recruited three thousand soldiers, and the combat effectiveness of these three thousand soldiers was not worth looking forward to. But this was his limit.

Hotx glanced at the army that had already assembled, and then said to the adjutant beside him: "How is the battle on the front line?"

"Csouri has fallen. General Dean has established a front-line battlefield in Annareil City, and there is no danger of falling. After a defeat, the White Stone Knights retreated to Box City... At present, Annareil and Box City are in a horn, which should be able to stop the pace of the Vikings' invasion."

"Stop, not destroy." Hotex sighed slightly, "So, should we divide our troops to eliminate the enemy, or have a large exhibition... Are we going to fight a war of attrition?"

Hotex suddenly touched his head in distress: "Damn it, what method should we use to repel the enemy? Is a large-scale battle?" Hotex subconsciously felt that a large-scale battle seemed to be a good method.

But now there is another problem: the front line troops are only more than 10,000. Facing the extremely terrifying attack of the Vikings, it would be good to persevere, and there is no possibility of a huge battle.

"Anyway, get to the front line first." Hotx suddenly stood up, looked at the army ahead and issued an order to set off.

...

"We must have a large-scale battle to annihilate the main forces of the Vikings so that we can have the possibility of counterattacking." Fernandez said in the military conference room. "I have also considered extermination of troops before. But I found that the idea of ​​splitting troops to eliminate the Vikings was unrealistic - the Vikings were not fighting on the ground. Although this had their disadvantages, they could plunder what they wanted without any scruples. This would cause great harm to our land."

"Well, you're right." Xismai nodded, "And... I feel that if we divide the troops, we are not good at mobile combat. If the separated legion cannot form a siege in time, then we will still lose. So, I agree to a large-scale battle."

Fernandez was silent for a while, then he looked up, but found that the generals seemed to have some concerns.

(Their concerns must be eliminated!) Fernandez knows what bad consequences will be if his subordinates disagree with him.

"In addition, we can't afford the war of attrition." Fernandez sat back in his seat and said in a deep voice: "Once the war of attrition begins, you all know that our country's food reserves are not much... If the war of attrition begins at this time, then we must be the one who will be dragged down first!"

Fernandez stood up: "So, a large battle is imperative!"

The generals nodded thoughtfully.

"So, we need a victory." Fernandez's eyes reflected his brilliance, "An undisputed victory. We want everyone to see our confidence! Then everyone, I will start announcing your respective tasks below..."

When talking about this, Fernandez's mouth slightly raised.

Joan of Arc, sitting in the last seat, looked at Fernandez with his green pupils.

(So ​​amazing... is this the thinking ability of a professional general?) She couldn't help but think. If she had come, she might have been able to do this. But she didn't know that Fernandez, who was standing in front of her, could be said to be one of the most outstanding generals in the Kingdom of Lanying in thousands of years.

PS1: Cough cough, I got up late, so I updated too... I apologize here.

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