Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 290

2021-03-31

The eve of Chapter 290
Where is Winters · Montagne? This question also haunts Samukin.

When it was about to dawn, Samukin, who had been anxiously waiting all night, finally saw the torch waving on the other side, and he immediately sent a boat to take people across the river.

A night battle is a melee. Both sides fight indiscriminately with courage and skill, and there is no formation to speak of.

In this case, once the infantry is overwhelmed by the cavalry, all that awaits the infantry is slaughter.

So Winters ordered that the garrison along the coast would only be allowed to cross the river if they saw the signal.

Winters didn't expect to rely on conscripted civilians to fight hard battles, and it was difficult to heal the wounded, clean the battlefield, and gather the stragglers and the lost.

"Win." Samukin arrived on the west bank by boat with boundless joy, and it didn't take long for him to be dizzy with the bad news of Bart Shalling.

"The Hundred-Men Commander is not here." Bart Shalling drove away the others, and told Samukin with Er.

"What did you say?" Samukin was startled.

"Keep your voice down." Bart Xialing's eyes were dignified and his cheeks were tight: "Not many people know about this."

"What's going on?!"

"I've traveled all over several battlefields on the West Bank, and I can't find the Hundred-Men Commander." Bart Shilling still maintained his last calm: "But Shire and Heinrich are not here either. , there should be nothing wrong."

"Where is Tamas?" Samukin asked.

"At my place."

"He doesn't know where the Hundred-Men Commander is?" Samukin was furious: "What is he doing!?"

"He's injured, quite heavy." Bart Shalling whispered.

Samukin clenched his fists tightly, looked all around, and slammed his thigh: "oh!"

The situation in the West Bank is currently extremely chaotic.

Last night, Winters went through seven battles, battling sixteen battalions in a row.

The leaders of the Teltown unit couldn't figure out how many enemies there were, and they saw the defeated units fleeing wave after wave. So the idea of preserving strength prevailed, and fleeing is the best first.

By the end, wherever the Winters banner went, the people of Teltown were invincible.

Winters also has a large number of riders left behind and separated. Rather than being killed in battle, those who fell from the horse were injured more.

After the sound of fighting dissipated, the situation became more disordered.

Some of the defeated Teldun roamed the battlefield like crows, scavenging for property and clothing from the dead.

And the fleeing leader of Teltown felt that there was an opportunity, and led his troops to return quietly.

The bodies of the wounded and riders in Iron Peak County are scattered along the coast, and it is lucky to be able to go to the riverbank and wait for the fleet rescue.

A rider broke his leg when he fell, unable to move even a little bit. If it weren't for the search and rescue team looking for it along the way, they could only wait to die in despair - more than one wounded.

"One of the wounded said... The Hundred-Men Commander is a man who went to chase after the barbarian chiefs." Bart Shalling gritted his teeth: "I think it makes sense. Let's take those who can still fight. Get together and send to pick up the Hundred-Men Commander. What do you think?"

"Company Commander!" A scout galloped forward and stopped just before Bart Xialing's nose. The detective rider rolled the saddle off his horse and reported out of breath: "Sixty or seventy barbarians are coming along the river beach!"

Bart Shalling was hearing this, his eyes staring like eagles up.

Samukin looked at the chaotic scene of this temporary ferry: the wounded who were brought back continuously, the father and son who were crying on the corpse, the knives, guns and armor piled up indiscriminately on the other side... …

"Wait about the people of Teltown first!" Bart Xia Ling looked towards Samukin: "How many people do you have who can ride horses?"

"There is no need to meet the Hundred-Men Commander." Samukin made up his mind: "The Hundred-Men Commander always said that everyone has their own responsibility, and victory depends on everyone's due diligence. The Montagne tribune has his responsibility, Xia Captain Ling also has the responsibility of Captain Xia Ling, and I also have mine."

"Stop taking the words of the Hundred-Men Commander to press me!" Bart Xia Ling was furious: "It's really out. Accident...have you ever wondered what really happened to Hundred-Men Commander...what will happen to Iron Peak County?"

"I'll give you all those who dare to fight in my hands." Samu Jin looked directly at Bart Xia Ling's eyes: "It's still according to the original plan, you come to intercept the barbarians who want to kill the sudden thrust, and let me clean the battlefield."

Bat Xia Ling wanted to say something, but suddenly He pursed his lips and stared.

Samujin followed the other party's line of sight and looked back, only to see Southwest rising toward two thick smokes, one white and one gray - it was Xiatiefeng County.

Xia Tiefeng County has raised white beacon smoke and gray beacon smoke, but two beacon smokes, one white and one gray, are unprecedented.

Bart Xialing restrained his anger and gradually became calm: "Come."

"en." Samukin looked at the two smoke pillars: "Come."

 …

Lower Tiefeng County, on the Dajiao River.

"Don't pour it all in!" Anglo, the pony keeper, pushed the bellows with all his might and yelled loudly, "It will go out! It will burn a little bit!"

The oak will burn. White smoke, mixed with rotten leaves, will turn into gray smoke.

The men with panic faces were running around the two huge earthen stoves, eager to pour all the wood and rotten leaves into the hearths in one go.

The wood and humus that were not fully burned turned into thick smoke, which was collected by two long chimneys and moved towards the sky.

This stronghold, which is less than a mile from the river bank, has been hidden until today and was used for the first time. Further north, there are many hidden strongholds of two beacon furnaces.

Only in one circumstance will two beacon smokes rise - the "crossing of the river" by the people of Teltown, not the small shallow crossing of a hundred or ten people, but an index of thousands. The main force of Terdun Khan Court crossed the river.

"Ten cavalry captains! It's not good!" Yiqi rushed into the camp: "The barbarian light cavalry saw the beacon! They came over!"

Anglo dropped the bellows and grabbed The collar of the riser asked angrily: "I want you to see if the Khan Flag of the Barbarian Chief has crossed the river! Has it passed?"

"It passed! The horsetail flag! Rod!"

Anglo let go of his hand and ordered the others: "Retreat!"

Anglo rode on the red mane, and the others rode on their saddles that had already been prepared. The horses sped away, leaving only an empty camp for the Teltowners.

......

Lower Tiefeng County, Langtun Town, the secret camp of Ronald's Department.

Major Ronald is talking to Father Saul of mysterious.

Self-proclaimed [Saul cultivator ], the old Heard slave "Bald Tail" can speak Hedd, Common, Old and Ecclesiastical languages, and he knows the terroir of Plato, the provinces and even the Empire Favor.

But apart from the holy order and the name "Saul", the religious order to which he belonged, when and where he was born, who consecrated him... the old slave didn't mention a word.

Even with the knife on his neck, he only answered "The Catholic Church can prove my identity".

The officers did not believe that the old slave in front of him was the so-called "Father Saul", and they still closely monitored the old slave as if they were slaves and prisoners.

Soon, the old slave showed his worth—the "Platoons" who knew the inside story of Teltown better than he did, I'm afraid they couldn't find it in the newly cultivated provinces.

From interrogating prisoners and identifying the enemy's belongings, to the temperament of the Kotas and the usual tactics of the Teltown Department, the old slave Bald Tail knows everything.

The information on [Ambush the Bald Dog Department] was provided by the old slave, and the process was just as the old slave said: Although there are two other groups of Teltown people near the camp of the Bald Dog Department, who are they? Didn't come to help the bald dog.

Because "Bald Dog was previously the Firebender's bodyguard, and relying on the Fireboiler's trust to tyrannically abuse power, the other lords of the Teltown Ministry were happy to see Bald Dog die".

The old slave's status in Ronald's small force as the tide rises, the boat floats, people gradually changed his name to "Father Saul" and even began to let him preside over Mass.

“I still don’t understand it very well.” Father Saul lightly asked Ronald: “Why do you, Mr. Eper and Mr. Adam have to fight for a group of farmhouses? Hide in the strong fortress, The people of Teltown will leave if they have enough. That's what the nobles of Palatine did many years ago."

"Cultivator." He answered: "There are no nobles in the republic anymore. My father is an ordinary businessman."

"When the Lord created the creation, he did not create a single type of people named nobles." Father Saul pinched Wearing the rosary, his eyes are like a deep pool: "You are shaped to serve the regime in the form of violence. Not only to defend against external enemies, but also to suppress internal, this behavior is consistent with the nobility."

"Not citizens. Is it?"

"There are slaves below the citizens. In this sense, citizens of the free class are also nobles. Their status is lower than some people and higher than others."

"What you said... may have some truth." Ronald put down the arrow and picked up another broken stone arrow: "But as you said. But we are not shaped by emperors, kings and archdukes. , it is the state that shapes us. So we are not loyal to the crown, but to the state. As for what the state is, is it the regime? It is the army? It is the people? p>

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Lieutenant Adam ran over, panting.

"Fengyan, two." Adam braced his knees and swallowed: "One white and one gray, here we come."

"Yes, here we come." Luo Nader rubbed the arrow one by one.

……

Central Tiefeng County, along the Pantuo River.

Budd in the refugee camp also saw two beacon smoke rising.

"Get everyone ready." Bud said to Ish, "The Teltowners are coming."

...

Great wasteland.

A dozen Turdun quiverers galloped desperately, beating the horses under the crotch for a moment.

A quiver turned back in horror, then cried out, "[Herde] is still behind, can't run away! Burn it! Burn it!"

His words were mixed with wind and hoofs, sounding whimpering.

The quiver soldiers headed scolded: "[Herde] burns? Where's the time? Run!"

The quiver soldiers have been fleeing for a long time, from night to night daytime.

These quivers are all the guards of the fire roasters, and there were originally seventy people.

There were only three pursuers, and when they first appeared behind them, the quiverers divided half of their troops to stop them, but they were unsuccessful.

Half of the men were separated, and the pursuers were still biting hard behind them.

The quiver warriors didn't dare to fight again, they buried their heads moved towards the west and ran wildly.

"[Hedde] separate!" Another quiverer shouted: "[Hedde] split into two wings!" .

……

New Reclaimed Land, Maplestone City, New Reclaimed Land Legion Headquarters.

The office of Colonel Chloe, the Legion administrator, was kicked open by fiercely, and Colonel Bode rushed in angrily. The two burly guards failed to stop the somewhat thin one-armed veteran.

Colonel Bode was too lazy to greet each other. As soon as he entered the door, he could not dodge and asked: "What's the matter? Did you come up with any results?!"

Colonel Chloe signaled the two guards to step back , smiled and said to Colonel Bode, "I just finished the MI meeting, and I was just about to talk to you."

"Tell me!"

"Vogne County has become a mess, Twelve messengers can be sent to ask for help a day. The border of Jinghu County is not stable..."

"Okay? Or not?" Colonel Bode slapped the table and shouted: "In a word, hurry up!"

"After the battle in mid-September, most of the conscripted garrison troops were disbanded, and they are still gathering. The military command means to be on the safe side, send troops from Maplestone City and go north. Repel Vaughan County first. The Hurds, go to Tiefeng County again..."

"The garrison of Jiang County, Baishan County, and Leiqun County over there?" Colonel Bode frowned tightly: "You can't If they move, they can't move?!"

"If necessary, they can receive refugees from Iron Peak County, the tentative battle plan... or fortify along the Anya River." Colonel Chloe's expression was complicated: "Senior, the situation in Tiefeng County...it's already like that. If the Hurd people break through the Anya River and enter Baishan County...it will really be inserted into the heart by the Hurd people with a saber..."

Colonel Chloe rambled on reasoning, while Colonel Bird said nothing.

By the end, Colonel Chloe stopped talking, and the two sat in silence.

"By the way, aren't you going back to the castles?" Colonel Chloe forced a smile and said to Colonel Bode, "Legion has already arranged carriages, guards and documents for you. You are very welcome back to the castles, and they also said that they would invite you to become a permanent member of the new Army Commission, and you will be promoted..."

"Hahahaha." Colonel Bode suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, The smile was so happy and comfortable that Colonel Chloe didn't know what to do.

"You?" Colonel Chloe asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

"In the end..." Colonel Bode laughtered heartily: "...you guys In the end, there is still ambition and lack of energy, and there is no heroic talent. It's not as good as Alpad's asshole guy!"

Colonel Chloe startled.

"You don't need your carriages, guards, or documents." Colonel Bode stood up and tidied up a little: "Give me three horses, a bag of rations, and I can walk by myself."

p>

An hour later.

The suspension bridge in Maplestone City slowly fell, and a one-armed old soldier rode out of the city on a horse and walked away.

...

Around the same time, there was also a story going on in the wintering pastures of the Tertown part, far and far on the edge of the Maplestone Western District.

The Hurd people call the overwintering pastures "winter nests", which are usually chosen on the riverside with lower terrain or in the valleys surrounded by mountains.

All in all, go wherever it's better to spend the winter.

Telltown has three divisions and naturally occupies one of the best winter pastures. Therefore, their overwintering grassland is next to the Ember River, which is probably the lowest place on wasteland and the warmest in winter.

Although this year's winter came a little late, it finally came. At a glance, the overwintering pastures were all withered and yellow, and there was no trace of emerald green.

In this yellow-green ocean there is an unremarkable hillside, with seven felt tents tied in the leeward of the hillside, and the outside of the felt tents is surrounded by a carriage.

With seven felt tents, dozens of cows, hundreds of horses, and hundreds of sheep, a "small tribe" in Hurd society is almost that big.

This kind of miniature tribe is usually maintained by blood relationship, supporting two or three full-time warriors, belonging to a small family of a large tribe, and can pull out dozens of subjects and slaves during wars.

Because of the scattered overwintering reasons, the free people in the tribe do not live here, but are distributed on the grasslands in a radius of more than ten kilometers.

But at this moment, there are hundreds of horses grazing quietly on the hillside, far exceeding the size of a family with seven felt tents.

Some people in the camp are slaughtering sheep and burning stones to prepare food: put fresh lamb meat into sheepskins, pour a little water and salt, put hot stones in, and finally tie the sheepskins tightly.

Outside the camp lay more than two dozen corpses, both men and women.

A man comes down a hill, foul-mouthed.

The wind was blowing tightly, and the man was tightly wrapped up and down, only a handsome face was exposed.

The man pulled open the curtain, and his delicate facial features even looked hideous because he was too excited: "Damn it, I'm fucking blood in my blood! Are you there? Going west?"

p>

Another tall man sat in the felt tent. The tall man was shaving with a saber and didn't answer.

"What's so beautiful!" The handsome man didn't fight it out: "Who to see? Someone?"

"Just today." The tall man put down his saber: "No need Go west again."

"Okay!" The handsome man was very happy: "Do you know where we are?"

"I don't know." The tall man took off Ill-fitting robes, cautiously taking a hussar uniform from the saddlebag, carefully removing the dust and smoothing the folds: "It counts."

Lieutenant Andrea Cellini stepped out At the time of the tent, he had already changed into a full hussar uniform.

The melody of the rallying horn echoed down the hillside, and the cavalry assembled and lined up from all over the camp.

A little later, nearly a hundred cavalrymen drove away, and the fire rose from the bottom of the hillside.

...

It wasn't until the West Bank battlefield was cleaned up that Winters took Shire and Heinrich back to the Bighorn River.

A smile finally appeared on Samukin's taut cheeks, and the invisible boulder pressed against his chest shattered violently.

Not waiting for Samukin to report the results, Winters, who was so tired on the verge of collapse, took out a large mass of bloody stuff from his saddlebag and threw it to Samukin: "Find someone. Wash it."

Samukin read it several times before he figured out what he was holding. ..."

Before Samukin could say anything, Winters on horseback had fallen headfirst.

Everyone supported the tribune with all their hands and feet.

"Two beacon fires, one white and one ash." Bart Xia Linghui reported: "The main force of the Teltown people has detoured to Xia Tiefeng County, and here they come."

"Okay."

The only word was heard from the military tribunal, and the military tribunal was found to have lost consciousness.

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