Chapter 2 Making a living on the battlefield
Chapter 2: Making a living on the battlefield ()
Susaiya town is a small town closest to the battlefield in the south of the Menid Empire. There is a legend in this town for generations. Once upon a time, there was a girl named Susaiya, who was wise, kind, hardworking and beautiful. One day, a demon suddenly awakened in the town brought a terrible plague and swept all the people in the town. Susaiya dragged her sick body and climbed to the top of the Billyus Mountains in the northern part of the Doras Plain. It is said that this is the god of the goddess of life, kneeling down to the sky and praying, praising the goddess' kindness. Three days and three nights, her cruelty finally awakened the sleeping goddess and moved her. The goddess gave Sophia part of the divine power, making her a god envoy of her, saving the lives of the entire town and dying with the demon.
Therefore, in order to commemorate Susaiya, people changed the town to Susaiya. Of course, the authenticity of this legend is worth pondering. After all, no one has seen a god or miracle in the entire vast continent for tens of thousands of years.
Today, the town of Sophia, which once symbolized peace, beauty and purity, has become a bridgehead for the Menid Empire's army. With its unique geographical location, the 12th Cavalry Regiment of the Empire has built this place into a simple fortress. The quiet town has become noisy, and the wailing sounds of the wounded soldiers are one after another, and the sound of horse hooves is like stepping on the chests of the townspeople, so depressed that they can't breathe.
"The foolish pariah, God, has long abandoned us." Kate couldn't help laughing at the old villagers leading a few beautiful girls away from the town and heading towards the Billyuz Mountains in the north. It was said that he wanted to reappear Sousseja's feat. He couldn't help laughing in his heart.
The endless war has left them with too much trauma, even if...the almost ethereal hope, they have to try it.
Thinking of this, Kate secretly felt sad. His friend, brother, Griffili, who had been doing evil in Kyoto since he was a child, has disappeared. Since he returned from his troops last night, Kate has been standing outside the town waiting.
When the morning sun shook away the brown night fog, the killing stopped for a night, and it was about to begin again. The horn of gathering came from the camp in the center of the town. Kate looked outside the town again, clamped the war horse that had accompanied him for a night, turned his head and rushed into the town.
The war horse under Kate's crotch is the authentic Anfield thoroughbred horse. This horse was given to Kate when he was presenting an adult ceremony. At that time, Kate touched the war horse and swore to GaryFiley, that he would work hard to become a level 12 holy coffin knight, and then make achievements on the battlefield and become the ninth knight of the empire. As soon as he finished speaking, he received an old boxing and verb. "This horse is not given to you to show off your power on the battlefield, it is no different from dying. It is left for escaping life."
Kate, who was riding into the array, remembered his old friend's teachings and smiled bitterly. Yes, he still couldn't believe that the despicable, shameless, timid and lustful Griffili in his memory was killed. Compared to this, Kate was more willing to believe that Griffili became a deserter, so he waited outside the town all night.
The 12th Cavalry Regiment of the Menid Empire was a special existence in the Imperial Legion. This knight corps led by the children of the nobles and the family knights and prisoners were rushed into a hurry. Rather than coming to fight, the descendants of the nobles were sent to the gilded by the family. After reaping enough merit, they became the capital for them to climb on the pyramid of imperial power in the future. Therefore, the cavalry leader Nuer was very worried and dared to take these noble men to kill some of the enemy's remaining soldiers on the edge of the battlefield, so that the knight guns of the spoiled nobles' children could see blood.
Even so, this cavalry regiment attracted the attention of the enemy's main force. When he was withdrawing yesterday, Blood Rose, the main force of the Ossu Empire, suddenly deviated to the rear of the 12th Cavalry regiment, caught them off guard, and Nur died on the spot, and Griffili, the grandson of the imperial foreign minister, was also missing.
The 20,000 cavalry regiment was lost more than half, and less than 8,000 soldiers left the battlefield.
The one who succeeded the Noor Corps commander was his adjutant Kingson. Kate looked at the still scattered formation under the strong restraint of Kingson, and obviously felt that Kingson's prestige was insufficient, which made him increasingly desperate for future wars.
Perhaps because the blood has dried up, the bright sunshine has put a faint golden halo on the bloody space of the Dollas battlefield, giving people an ironic sacredness. Today, the entire corps will go southeast deep according to the orders of the commander of the Southern Xinjiang and the Fourth Knight of the Empire, with the name of the Iron-blooded Marshal Ursa.
Kate was feeling strange about such a strange order. The southeast of the entire battlefield was the base camp of the imperial elite troops. Inequality cavalry regiments like them were enough to fight Qiufeng on the periphery. Why should they move to the main battlefield? Did Ursa get nervous and think we were dying too slowly?
"Someone," the leading cavalry shouted loudly, and the entire cavalry regiment stopped. Because it is now behind the main corps, Jinson did not release the scout. When the figures in the distance gradually approached in the thin morning mist, the soldiers of the entire cavalry regiment breathed a sigh of relief, not only because the other party did not carry weapons, but also because he was wearing Tumen armor that was almost exactly the same as all the generals of this cavalry regiment.
This is a foolish, unlucky nobleman who fell behind after getting lost in the dark and trekked all night.
Such a small episode can only relax their tense heartstrings for a moment, and briefly reveal a sarcastic ridicule on their faces.
When Kate saw this unlucky guy's appearance, his smile froze at this moment, and then a more arrogant and surprising smile appeared on his face, "Griffili, God bless you, it's great that you are still alive..." Amid a long list of laughter, Kate had already sailed out of the queue, like a whirlwind, blowing to Griffili's side.
But Griffili's expression was not friendly. Facing the enthusiastic Kate, his insidious and indifferent face poured some cold water on Kate who jumped off the horse. He asked in a voice that Kate couldn't understand: "Who are you? Who am I?"
"What's wrong with you kid? You've got a brain problem. Why are you rumbled all the things I can't understand?" Kate wanted to hold Griffili's hand, but he was nimble and avoided it. This made Kate feel incredible. You must know that Griffili's knight level is two levels lower than him.
"Gerry, tell me what happened. I am Kate. You don't know Kate, who agreed to live and die together?" Kate grabbed Griffily's shoulder. This time, Griffily wanted to hide but couldn't escape.
"Kate?" After he chanted two words gently, the broken memory seemed to be connected to a string. The consciousness of the two souls in the past and present life began to merge. A large amount of information instantly poured into his brain. His head couldn't help but start to swell and hurt, reaching a point where he could not bear it. His eyes turned black and he fell into Kate's arms.
It's another dream, I hope I can't wake up from my dream...
In the prosperous Ronaege City, he is the notorious eight evil spirits in Kyoto, bullying men and women, robbing men and robbing them, and doing all kinds of evil.
In the harsh Earl's Mansion, the old Earl Xiustel personally selected five hundred elite family guard knights for him, and said to him earnestly: "For a noble, the greatest achievement on the battlefield is not how many enemies you kill, but how you can come back alive after the war is over."
On the bloody battlefield, he always kept in mind the teachings of the old earl. He restrained his subordinates every time he went to fight, hid at the end when he attacked, ran in the front when he returned to the camp. Just yesterday, when he was about to withdraw his troops, he suddenly killed the enemy Blood Rose cavalry from the rear. As soon as he ordered his subordinates to quickly leave the battlefield in the southwest, he was stabbed on the back. That was... his own attack...
...
It turns out that we are all number one person, and we were stabbed in the back by someone, so we traveled through this body?
His consciousness has been fully awakened. While he is glad that he has obtained another life, he is also glad that this body is also a bad guy. For him, being a good person is too far and difficult.
"Griffili Steman?" This surname sounds good, and it can turn bad luck into good fortune. Steman... dies slowly, can he simply die? Otherwise, how could the body that had already died of energy come alive?
He was in self-intoxication, oh no, now it was Griffili, completely ignoring Kate, who had been paying attention to him in front of him, raised his head and laughed.
"Gerry, what's wrong with you? Are you better? Remember who I am?" Kate kept waiting beside Gerryfil, with a look of worry on his face.
"Hey, Kate, am I so easy to die? I'm fine." Griffili patted Kate's shoulder, his thin and pale face filled with Kate's familiar smile, and he stood up and turned around - this was a simple marching tent.
"It's really okay. I was so anxious just now. Griffili." Kate excitedly hugged Griffili in his arms, and Griffili almost fainted again with a pungent smell of sweat.
"Cough... Cough, I said Kate, where are we now? Haven't we fought? Where are our subordinates?" Griffili pushed his friend away with difficulty and quickly asked about the important matter.
"We have now joined the Canglan Legion and the Bauhinia Legion. After a moment, we will follow them to advance to the south." Kate said, spreading out the marching map and pointing their current seat to Griffili.
"Advance towards the south? What a joke!" Griffili knew the combat effectiveness of his cavalry regiment. Why did the two main legions take their burdens with them?
"It seems that yesterday's losses exceeded the expectations of the commander. They are afraid that they will not be able to explain after they go back. Now they are deliberately protecting us." Kate carefully expressed his guess.
"Explanation? When did you hear that the madman in Ursa would be afraid of the troubles of the nobles? Let me tell you that the unspoken rules among the nobles are bullshit to him. Even if the prince is here, he dares to let him stand in front and die." The benefits of memory fusion allowed Griffili to easily grasp this subtle doubt.
Kate looked at Griffili in front of him with a stunned look as if he had changed his own person. In his memory, although Griffili was not a timid, he was definitely equal to hesitation.
"You mean, they deliberately asked us to die?" Kate couldn't accept this speculation.
"Canglan and Bauhinia are both cavalry with strong mobility. Compared to them, the horses of our cavalry regiment are small donkeys. If I expected it was not bad, they would advance to the south for a long distance to contact the enemy, pretend to be defeated and detoured on both sides of us, and wait until we attract the enemy's main force, and then join in and surround them." Griffili drew a circle on the map. This strategy, when I was familiar with "The Art of War" in my previous life, was just a trick in Griffili's eyes.
"You go out and see, what other legions are there outside our cavalry regiment here?" After Griffili ordered, Kate left the tent. Kate was already familiar with being called by Griffili. In fact, Kate was two years older than him, but who made Griffili have more ideas?
After a while, Kate ran back with a sweat on his face, "The 9th and 12th Corps are stationed on our wings, plus we have about 50,000 people, and there are still..." Kate touched the cold sweat on his face, and was a little afraid to say anything.
"Fifty thousand people are almost equivalent to the total number of people in the entire Canglan Legion. What else can you say quickly." Griffili stood up from the bed in a hurry.
"The handsome flag, the handsome flag of Ursa stayed in our army..."
"Wait!" Kate was interrupted by Griffili before he finished speaking. He rubbed his dizzy forehead hard and said, "I'm wrong. They didn't want to encircle and annihilate the enemy's main Blood Rose Cavalry regiment in one fell swoop, but they used a move to Tian Ji's horse racing. They wanted to use our three cavalry regiments to hold Blood Rose, and then they freed up their hands to deal with the enemy's black bats and white roses, and eliminate the enemy's vitality to the greatest extent..."
What is Tian Ji's horse racing and what is vital? Griffili's words made Kate confused, but Kate understood the general meaning. The problem now is that Kate doesn't understand why after Griffili returns overnight, he becomes a scheming military genius. Has he been possessed by gods and demons?
Chapter completed!