After some cleaning, Queer Lun City shrank slightly.

However, since the great purge did not affect ordinary merchants, and under the insistence of Ander, the military supplies were purchased in cash, and even if the merchants took advantage of the shortage of some military supplies, they insisted on this at high prices. Therefore, the entire city is still quite energetic.

On this day, flags roared and drums and horns roared.

The army gathered outside Querren City to set off.

The troops heading south had about 26,000 people, and a flag of King Gilt stood on the central military chariot, which was a flag that only the governor could use except the king.

The army heading west had many vehicles, and the long convoy was divided into four rows, horse carriages, ox carriages and donkey carriages, and all kinds of vehicles were filled with them.

No matter what armor the soldiers of this army were wearing, they had a short cloak that was only close to their waists on their shoulders. The cloak was red. When they marched, they looked like a river of blood from a distance, surging, rolling all the way forward.

On the walls of Queeren City, Viscount Lancet, the garrison general, looked at the army heading in both directions, with an unconcealed look of worry on his face.

"Sir, go and have a rest. You have been busy all night and there are still many things to be done later." The leader of the personal guards around him came up to persuade him.

"It's right to know what to do, but for the sake of ambition, some smart people will do stupid things. It doesn't matter if they are so stupid, but these soldiers-"

Viscount Lansit shook his head and turned his head to walk under the city wall.

The white hair on his head was raised by the wind, and there was an indescribable bleakness.

The military conference was held several times, and eventually turned into a weird plan.

Originally, whether it was to rescue the eldest prince or open up the Phil River passage, it was a normal military decision. Although both sides had their own selfish intentions, both solutions were favorable - of course they also had flaws.

However, how can there be a perfect military plan? Only the advantages outweigh the disadvantages are the solutions that can be adopted.

However, the old general never expected that the two sides could not stand up and finally compromised each other would be like this.

At the last meeting, Viscount Ann Weiss actually said, "If Heloise refuses to lead his army westward, he will lead his troops to save the eldest prince alone."

This sentence completely broke the face, and the two factions almost drew their swords and fired at the military conference.

If Ander Tilles hadn't snorted coldly and reminded everyone of the existence of the Invincible Knight, this military conference would not have been held at all. Judging from the final result, it might have been a better result.

The final result of the compromise between the two parties is:

Princess Heloise personally led the main force of the army to the south, opened up the Phil River Ferry, and followed the Pathleme Kingdom army to cross the river and fight side by side.

Another elite force was selected to go to the area of ​​Suffold to assist His Highness Devit.

This unit is not required to defeat the enemy and save His Highness the Great Prince. As long as they can harass the enemy, they cannot concentrate on attacking Safford City, and at the same time they will bring confidence to the Great Prince Devet and others to continue to stick to it.

As the price of the eldest princess' concession, Viscount Ann Weiss's faction was removed from its current position, responsible for leading some wounded prisoners, escorting the spoils back to Gilt, and assisting in the training of new recruits after returning to China.

The only thing he liked at this military meeting was Viscount Ander Tilles, who took the overall situation into consideration and went to difficulties.

If he hadn't spoken in time and took on the most difficult task of aiding Prince Devet, this meeting might have become bloody.

Even so, the veteran general Viscount Lancet was still dissatisfied with the final result.

The 40,000 army seemed to be a lot, but this war had destroyed a country. The elves, orcs, and Ian Kingdom who participated in this war were extremely powerful forces, and Gilt might not win steadily against any of them.

In this case, dare to divide the troops into two groups?

It’s fine if the battlefield is in the west, but if the 40,000 troops are filled in, they may not be sure to win; but on the Phil River, the coalition of elves and orcs should exceed 20,000. If you do your best, force them to retreat and defeat the other side, it is not difficult.

But now that the division of troops is like this, even the Phil River is hard to say that it will win. If we count the exhaustion of troops from towns and cities along the way, Viscount Lancet is not optimistic about His Royal Highness the Princess.

In short, this is a bullshit military conference, a group of pretty good soldiers, who have developed a strategic plan like shit because of their ambitions and selfishness.

The only thing that comforted the old general was that he and the remnants of the Third Legion had won the position of the garrison general of Querren City. No matter what he was fighting in front, he could at least protect the Gilts' retreat.

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The result of this discussion in the military parliament was actually the result of the joint operation of Ender and Princess Heloise.

The expulsion of Viscount Anwiss from the expeditionary force did indeed weaken its strength on the surface, but it unified its command and eliminated a major concern.

The same is true for Viscount Lansite to be in charge of the base camp. Viscount Lansite is too prestige in the army, which will affect the command of the eldest princess. It just so happened that the Expeditionary Force also needed a heavy general to garrison the rear.

As for weakening the strength of the southward army, you should know that the Phil River battlefield was a confrontation between the Elf Orcs and the Patlemes. It does not mean that the elves and the orcs have nothing to do, and they are waiting there for the eldest princess Heloise to fight to the decisive battle.

On the balance of war, adding a weight to any side is enough to determine the direction of the war, let alone the 26,000 army?

As for Ender's side.

Ender seems the most dangerous along the way, but it is not.

No one stipulated that he had to rescue the eldest prince, just beat the side drum, and didn't have to start a head-on battle - no one expected him to win the 90,000 army with a group of incorporated prisoners.

And his main goal is not to save the eldest prince.

According to the agreement between him and Heloise, this is to make his own territory. Isn’t it natural to work hard?

What made him more satisfied was that Emiliya finally returned to her side, and she didn't have to worry about her being further damaged by the female bachelors; and the bad news was that the five female bachelors who had paid and bought the "seeds" actually followed, claiming to be the "military supervisor", but in fact they wanted to receive the goods as soon as possible-

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Due to the large number of vehicles and the plains, the army can walk more than 40 kilometers a day, and this speed is already very good for the army.

On the third day of the march, black smoke pillars rose up in the distance.

The scout quickly rushed back, parked the horse next to Ander's large carriage, and reported loudly: "Report, Lord Tills, twenty miles ahead, there are about a thousand orcs attacking the castle of Baron Ulan, mainly werewolfs, and Ulan Town has been lost in the hands of orcs."

After a while, the curtains of the carriage were opened, and Ender's voice came out of the carriage.

"Oh, I found that you didn't?"

"These orcs are all focused on the castle, and no one has looked at us." The scout said affirmatively while envious.

After a while, Ande walked out of the large carriage, lifted up his long halberd, stepped onto Dabai, and ordered his personal soldiers: "Send the order, the first light cavalry brigade will follow me, the second light cavalry brigade will be ready to respond, and the third infantry brigade will be ready to clean the battlefield."

The personal guards guarding around the carriage did not look at each other, indicating that I saw nothing.

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Ender is not the only one in this large carriage.

In addition to him, there are also Emilya, Veronica, Chariana, Vayne and Darlena. There was originally a Ms. Mives, but this lady was responsible for leading a Knights team and was not here for the time being.

It is said that Ende is so debauchery in the army that his morale should have been fluctuating, but in fact, no one has any objection to this except to talk about it.

The entire Blood Tide Army is Ander Thiles's one-man show.

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The current Baron Gna* Ulan is a young man in his early twenties.

His father and two brothers died in the war, allowing him, who had no hope of inheriting the title, to take the throne of the baron.

But Gna* Ulan was not happy about it at all.

There were no more than two hundred warriors left in the castle, and only one knight. If the townsmen had not been to the townsmen to work together to defend the city wall and the werewolf below did not have the appropriate siege equipment, the castle would have been unable to defend it for a long time.

Ulan Castle has been besieged by orcs for nearly ten days.

Although it was difficult to deal with a thousand orcs in his heyday, it was not impossible to deal with, and it was not so embarrassing at all.

But it has been the third year since the Kingdom of Abilee has fallen into war.

Those great nobles were fine. They had cities to protect the citizens, and it was basically normal for them to be safe and produce; but for the nobles below the earl, they could hardly hold on.

Viscount and Baron have no cities, they only have castles and towns.

The castle cannot accommodate too many people, and the defense of the town is difficult to deal with the orcs and elves regular troops who collect food.

The Baron Ulan was pretty good, after all, it was located relatively north and far from Suffolk City, so it was generally not affected.

However, with the failure of joint combat between King Hunter III's elite troops and Gilt's reinforcements half a year ago, this place became the main battlefield.

The coalition forces of the elves, orcs and Ian Kingdom set foot in the camp as if they were fighting for a long time, and sent soldiers everywhere to force the collection of food, craftsmen and all other supplies.

This is how the Ulan Baron Corps was robbed again and again before it declined.

At the beginning, both orcs and elves only plundered food, metal, livestock and population. As long as they did not resist, they usually did not kill people.

However, as the war progressed, people paid more and more attention to food, and even if they fought their lives, they would save the last food - otherwise they would starve to death.

Therefore, the orcs, elves and soldiers of the Ian Kingdom became more and more cruel when forcibly collecting supplies.

If enough food cannot be handed over, even the priests of the temple cannot stop them from killing. It is said that some temples have been forcibly captured because of hidden food, even the priests have been killed.

However, after the war in the past three years, the population has decreased a lot, and the castle can accommodate the remaining subordinates. Ulan Town has almost become an empty city, and even if it is taken down by orcs, it will not suffer much loss.

"Baron Ulan, we have shot the last crossbow out. Call Miss Theresa, we should go." In the gap between the weepmen's attack being repelled, the knight Egbert walked towards Gna* Ulan, waved his hand to let the tired soldiers rest, and then whispered.

Gna Ulan threw the sword in his hand aside, sat on the ground, and said weakly: "Let's go, where can we go?"

"The old Baron once sent the housekeeper to buy some industries in Queerle City, which can help you and your wife and your ladies maintain a decent life."

"Haha, decent? The nobles who lost their territory are still decent?" Gner sneered.

"This is impossible. Living is better than dying. At least the blood of the Ulan family is endless." With a 'clang', Egbert threw the shield to the ground and sat down.

He fought bloody battles these days, and asked himself that he was worthy of the knight title given to him by the Ulan family.

Egbert is not a genealogical retainer of the Ulan family, but a sixth-level warrior and mercenary captain. If the Ulan family had not been anxious to employ people, people with his status would not have been named a knight at all. But now it seems that Egbert seems to have done a loss-making business.

"Sir, sir! Someone, reinforcements are coming!" A soldier suddenly pointed to the north excitedly, jumped and shouted.

"Stop talking nonsense, the Yvesley family is already finished, can there be reinforcements?" Another soldier sat down under the wall and said listlessly.
To be continued...