.In order to bypass the difficult city of Cusco, this separated elite army first set up a raft and went downstream to Tikal, where the base camp stationed, to transport supplies, then took a large ship and landed on a small port at the junction of the plateau and the plains. Next, it was a arduous and long journey to climb the mountain.

The "best" road chosen by the General Staff helped them was actually just a mountain path that smugglers barely stepped on. There was no planning or maintenance. The mountains collapsed along the way. What was even more troublesome is the lack of water sources--the water demand of a small caravan with dozens or even hundreds of people was obviously incomparable to the army of tens of thousands of people. The small puddle of snow melting was not enough for each soldier to divide a bowl, and the brainless intelligence agency obviously forgot this problem. As for the General Staff, it probably thought that these soldiers could live as long as they drank dew like immortals.

This unfortunate expeditionary army first used magic to condense water elements, but it was still not enough for so many people to drink it. They had to dig holes all the way like a groundhog. When they were lucky, they might get a little turbid mud. It was not until they entered a higher altitude and snow-covered area near the foothills that the lack of water was slightly alleviated, but many people froze to death because of the lack of cold clothes. The remaining people had to use whips to beat each other to prevent their consciousness from losing consciousness in the cold wind. To put it bluntly, it was the same as when outside Cusco, where the lack of sufficient transportation capacity led to lack of supplies.

According to the arrested smuggler, the road was only one way for more than half a month, and there were disorder and broken magic nets everywhere along the way, and it was extremely dangerous to use the shrinkage technique. So Daniel, who was appointed as the chief general, reported to the base camp and asked for 60,000 pack horses. This scared Princess Alanita. It is still a problem whether there are 60,000 pack horses in the entire Mazka continent colony!

The elf's logistics department was used to using teleportation magic and sea ships. He always neglected land transportation. In the end, he tried his best to raise only 20,000 pack horses for him. According to the calculations of the "Immortal Staff", this transportation volume should be "enough".

But Daniel carefully calculated that after deducting the ammunition, he had only been able to carry food and food for fifteen days. He immediately felt that this was really nonsense---This is not going to fight, but to learn to be a fairy and play fasting, losing weight and dying!

However, if you cannot divide the situation and encircle and encircle it, you will not be able to break the deadlock on the battlefield. You will not be able to explain to the base camp. So... you have to go without conditions to create conditions!

So, at his call, a group of officers of all sizes used their brains, worked together, and wielded their imaginations: without a pack horse, they went to get donkeys, cattle and sheep, and finally even elephants were brought up, and a group of animals was robbed in the entire Mazka continent colony. All living things along the way were collected.

This idea is not a big mistake, it just misses one thing: a pack horse carries things and pulls carts, and it has to undergo rigorous training since birth. Generally, domestic meat and animal can't make guest appearances. Those old oxen walk very slowly, and they can't walk fast with whips, bayonets, or even with fire. When they get angry, they just lie down and stop doing it, or run away. Although the animal walks very slowly, it's fast when it runs. Anyway, both legs will definitely not catch up with the ground.

In this way, Daniel had to give up the idea of ​​using scalpers to pull a cart for just three days, and had to send someone to slaughter them all for jerky. Otherwise, the animals that were unattended would definitely block the road. As for the sheep, they walked slower than the cows. So in a few days they all walked into the soldiers' stomachs.

The donkey was fine at first, but it didn't take long to walk and had altitude sickness. They all lay on the ground and twitched all over. Even some of the pack horses were affected. So the soldiers' recipes included donkey meat cakes and horse broth, which made them all gourd and sweaty. As for the elephants... Can you walk through such a narrow mountain road? Just make them into roasted elephant palms and steamed elephant trunks...

Although the Elf Army made full use of conditions to improve food, they were all very happy. But Daniel was so anxious that he was about to go to the room--all the animals he had finally collected were filled with their stomachs, so how could our army and the local ammunition supplies were transported?

It is easy to deal with, the great elves can fight without supply. Marshal Cruze said in a word: "Don't worry, there is only the old and the weak left behind the Incas. If the enemy is attacked, as long as he shoots three empty guns, the timid enemy will definitely surrender!"

Haha, is it awesome? Compared with Daniel who is worried all day long, this is really awesome. No wonder this great man is already a marshal without fighting in a battle, and Daniel is still a lieutenant general in the past six months, and his momentum is completely different... or to say that he is so stupid that he is in heaven and earth!

Such a deranged statement made Daniel vomit blood immediately and had to bite the bullet and continue moving forward. Due to insufficient animal power, he had to force the magician to use the shrinkage technique to carry food and heavy artillery, but he suffered heavy losses in the chaotic and broken area of ​​the magic net - whether it was materials and equipment or magicians.

What's even worse is that the movement speed of the large army is not comparable to that of small groups. They walked for more than 20 days and had not finished it for forty days. Later, they even had insufficient food.

The elves also fed some oat bran to the horses that were pulling the cannon, but did not provide any food for these forced indigenous people. They had to catch wild rats, peel tree bark, dig grass roots, and even eat corpses, and then flee and die hundreds of times.

Therefore, mutiny of all sizes never stopped along the way, and the occasional mountain people also tried every means to cause trouble for this tired army. These bald-headed and tattooed barbarians were condescending and attacked them. Although their weapons were very backward, only darts, bows, arrows, and rocks. However, on the narrow mountain road, these backward equipment still exerted amazing power. The exhausted elves soldiers had nowhere to hide and died in battle in groups. After several ambush battles, the total losses of the entire army had exceeded 10,000.

Now, Daniel is wearing a broken cloak covered in mud and dust, and is leaning on a musket in his hand. He is wearing a dirty felt hat on his head. He walks in a team that is even more sloppy than him. His mount fell into the canyon three days ago and fell to death. There are not many remaining pack horses. They must be used to transport supplies, and even the wounded soldiers cannot be distributed. As the main general, he must set an example... Otherwise, he may be shot by his resentful subordinates.

Around him, everyone in the expeditionary army was dirty and their uniforms were clothed. Almost no shoes were blooming, and everyone's feet were covered with blood bubbles. The face was filled with tired expressions that were hard to conceal, and their eyes were empty. The eyes were dull. Apart from moving their legs mechanically, almost no one had the strength to open their mouths and speak.

However, as their commander, Daniel had to speak out.

"Come on! Keep up! The laziness who fell behind is waiting to feed the vultures!"

"Tighten the horses and speed up the pace. The brothers behind them are waiting for you!"

"Hold on, boy. You've come here, what else can you be afraid of if you have the remaining few steps?"

While he used a tired voice to cheer the soldiers up, he accelerated his pace and shuttled through the team. The mountain wind was dry and cold, and the hot sweat that had just flowed out immediately condensed on his face, making his skin tight. The soldiers were obviously getting listless as they walked, and some people had already grabbed the gang of the baggage truck. Seeing his highest commander catching up from behind, he immediately ran away like an electric shock and retreated back to the team in panic.

In the envious eyes of everyone, a slide rod swam across the chaotic team, and was the deputy general of the detoured army, the Elf Kingdom Admiral Paris. This unlucky guy who was not favored by Marshal Cruze, who had broken his legs and was transferred by Wendes, the chief of staff of the tiger, who was accomplice of the tiger. He asked him, the navy general, to command another mountain battle that was out of the extreme.

However, after being buried alive by mudslides, Admiral Paris was somewhat self-aware, so he generously handed over the more than 10,000 Marines under his command to Daniel, and he was at ease with the role of watching. Finally, this roundabout army did not repeat the mistake of the Western Expedition Army being insidious, intrigue and distrust.

"Lieutenant General Daniel. How far is we from the destination?" Paris signaled the sedan chair to lift the slider to Daniel and asked in a hoarse voice. Several soldiers carrying the slider also looked at their main generals with anticipation... Their bodies have long reached their limit. Now they are barely supporting them with a little hope in their chest, and they may fall to the ground at any time.

"Ahem, I'm not sure, because the smuggler who led the way had just fallen under the cliff." Daniel turned his head with great difficulty, and grabbed his neck with sweat, making him feel uncomfortable. "We have now crossed the highest mountain and walked downhill for several days. It should be not far from the exit."

Compared with Paris, who had been walking for three days, Daniel's face was darker and haggard, his voice was more hoarse, and he coughed twice from time to time.

"Oh, the food has been almost finished. The soldiers are already using horse feed to fill their stomachs. They don't even have enough water to drink. I'm worried that something will go wrong if this continues..." Paris nagged for a few words, and suddenly noticed the blister on Daniel's mouth, "Oh, your mouth... I still have some water here. It was condensed with magic today. You can take it to drink it!"

"Thank you very much." Daniel said in a tired tone, taking the Admiral's kettle, with a small pot of water swaying in it. He licked his chapped lips, took a sip of it very cherishedly, and handed it back.

"Drinke more, you must be very thirsty when you sweat so much along the way."

"No, you are a wounded person and you should be careful to keep your moisture."

Just as the two were pushing each other, the scout in front suddenly waved the broken military flag on the top of a small hill, shouting at the group of people behind, and even dancing. Because the distance was too far, Paris and the nearby soldiers couldn't hear what he was saying, but after Daniel looked over there for a while, his face suddenly showed an ecstasy look.

He suddenly grabbed the Admiral's kettle, drank it in one go, wiped his mouth casually, then jumped onto a baggage carriage, and gave a speech with amplified magic watch.

"Soldiers, I want to tell you a good news. The rich country of gold is already in front of us, right on the other side of the mountain! I know you are thirsty, hungry, and exhausted! You have suffered a lot of sin along the way. But please stick to the last journey. When you get there, you will gain all the wealth and glory you dream of..."

On the winding and rugged mountain road, the cheers of the elves soldiers continued like waves.

However, what they didn't know was that a new weight had unknowingly pressed the balance of the war without knowing it, adding a variable to both sides.

After more than three months of delaying the four thousand reinforcements from the Naseril Empire, they finally arrived in the Mazka continent.
Chapter completed!