Char was in a coma for more than half an hour, and when he woke up, he was lying in a tent, his armor and coat had been removed, and his unfaithful servant, the magician Tatara, was wiping the blood from Char's body with a wet hand towel.
As soon as Char woke up, the indignant expression on the magician's face immediately turned into a piece of deference, and he smiled with a low eyebrow and a pleasing smile: "Master, do you want to eat something or drink some water?"
Char struggled to turn over, he felt that his whole body was about to break, as if he had been beaten hundreds of times with a hammer, his skeleton was about to fall apart, and every muscle in his body was transmitting a feeling of pain.
He snorted twice, but struggled to sit up.
Char's face showed a rare look of contemplation, he gasped slightly, and then suddenly said coldly: "Tadoro, you say, how can people become stronger?"
"Uh" The deference on Tatara's face remained unchanged, but in his heart he scolded me If I knew, would I still be bullied by you here "Well, then, what will happen when people become stronger, will they have the heart of a strong man?"
This is Char's second question.
After becoming stronger, if I, Lord Tadora, really become stronger, the first thing I will do is to stomp you under my feet.
Luckily, Char didn't really intend to get an answer from the magician, so he was silent for a while, and then asked Tatara to pick him up and send him outside.
Carrying Char's heavy body, Dodoro's pair of small thin legs shook desperately, and when he barely managed to send Char to the Chinese army's tent, Slater was arguing fiercely with a group of other battalion officers.
As soon as Char came in, everyone fell into silence.
Unconsciously, Char seemed to have established a little bit of prestige, although only among the low-ranking officers in these second-line auxiliary arms.
Today, Char showed great courage in the battle to meet the first wave of attacks of the Odin, and this is not counting, he actually challenged Hasting, who had suffered for many years on the battlefield, one-on-one, although the means were a little shameless, but in the end he magically injured Hasteen on the battlefield It's a miracle Hasting, the Valkyrie of the Odin, has not been injured in a one-on-one duel for many years on the battlefield Therefore, in the eyes of these low-level officers, looking at Char at this moment, it naturally feels very different.
Slater greeted him with a concerned face, and helped Char to sit down with his own hands, and the magician naturally took the opportunity to run out.
"How's it going," Slater frowned at Char.
"I can't die."
Char smiled bitterly and looked at the people in the tent: "What are you arguing about?"
"Counter-charge."
Slater's answer surprised Char a little.
"Counter Charge" Slater looked at the people in the tent and nodded: "We still have two hundred cavalry, what everyone means, the next time the Odin people attack, we will let the cavalry go out and counterattack, well, everyone is dead anyway, and in the end, we will kill and bite off a piece of Odin's meat."
Sure enough, it is worthy of the 13th Corps, even if it is an auxiliary battalion on the second line, it still carries the toughness and bravery of Rodria.
"Nope."
Char shook his head vigorously, but he quickly straightened up, which gave him a headache.
"Why" Slater's face was very gloomy: "Anyway, we can't hold it, and in the end we can fight for enough." ” "No, it's just no."
Char looked up, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "I think, we all made a mistake. ” "Error" "Wrong" Char nodded heavily: "Damn, Lao Tzu was wrong before, and we were all wrong."
We think Hastings are so terrible that we feel that we can't keep it, but, in fact, we ignore Hasting's weakness and weakness at this moment."
A group of officers in the "weak" tent were surprised.
"Weakness" Char nodded affirmatively: "Hasting, he is not strong enough to capture our station" When these words came out, everyone in the tent showed expressions of disbelief, and even Slater couldn't help but wonder if Char had injured his head in the duel with Hasting.
There are not enough troops Joke: At this moment, outside the wall, Hastings has tens of thousands of troops, but we only have more than a thousand left Char's smile was a little tired, but he grinned: "Let's think so, Hastings made a roundabout raid and defeated the 2nd and 9th Corps, what did he rely on?"
"Speed."
The answer is not hard to imagine.
The biggest reliance on surprise attacks is naturally speed.
"So what kind of cavalry does speed represent" Char exhaled, his lungs still a little uncomfortable, and his breathing hurt a little when he spoke.
After all, Slater and the others are also veterans, and they suddenly understood a little.
"He's a quick raid, so he's all cavalry."
Char reluctantly continued: "In order to gain speed, he also had to divide his troops south to attack Wildfire Town, and he also divided his forces, so he came to us with only about 10,000 troops.
These should be all the forces in his hands now, but these are all cavalry, he has no infantry in his hands, all of them are the first wave of cavalry today, he is using cavalry to attack the city and dismount the cavalry, so Hastings is absolutely reluctant to spend the troops in his hands like this. ” Sending expensive cavalry off their horses to attack a military line in the form of infantry is a folly that no one with even the slightest military knowledge would do.
"Second question."
Char rubbed his chest vigorously, trying his best to calm down: "According to the information we have, in the north, the forces of General Adric and General Ruhl are two corps, and the Odin people they face do not seem to be too strong in combat, at least not as elite as Hasting's troops.
So, let me ask you, is it possible for our generals to lose with such a balance of power?"
Of course, not everyone in the Thirteenth Legion has an almost cult belief in Adric and a fanatical belief in the combat effectiveness of the Thirteenth Legion, and as long as they do not encounter Hasting, the Thirteenth Legion has the confidence to confront any Odin Legion head-on Not to mention the addition of an infantry corps of the Ruhr "So, to the north, the generals will definitely return, and now they are probably delayed by the Odin legion in the valley.
But the Odin legion to the north will never really threaten our general.
Once the general returned, Hastings was absolutely unwilling to let his precious field forces be wasted in siege battles.
So he doesn't have enough troops and he has to keep enough cavalry to deal with our main cavalry No, it's not just that simple for me, I even have a feeling that there is no basis for this feeling, but I just have this feeling: it seems that Hasting, he seems to be preserving his strength, he has no intention of really breaking through our defense line and occupying this place" This made the people a little unbelieving.
Hastings didn't want to break the first wave of attacks of the day, and his side was almost unable to stop it "I can't explain that."
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Char scratched his head, unable to seem to find any suitable words to explain this subtle feeling: "You see, he could break us with a second wave of attacks, but they haven't moved yet. ” The last sentence was a little convincing, several officers in the tent had strange expressions, and they all felt that Char's words were a bit absurd, and it was absolutely impossible for Hastings to release water into us, but the reality in front of him was that Hastings did not attack immediately, and with a famous general like Hasting, it was impossible not to count the strength in the village "It seems that he doesn't want to take this place at all.
Today's first attack, the force he put into it, although it was very difficult for us, was exactly the limit of what we could bear, although it was a bit incredible to say that, but I don't think it is surprising that if it were Hasting, he could do it to such an extent. ” It was Slater who spoke, and this modest battalion officer was the only one among the officers present to lead the soldiers, and he was also the one with the highest military strategy.
"But, why" The battalion commander of a transport battalion couldn't help but say loudly: "If you take us, you can cut off the back road of the front-line general, and then eat our 13th Corps and General Ruhr's 6th Corps with leisure, why doesn't he do such a thing" Char thought for a moment and spread his hands: "How the do we know that if we can guess, we'll all be Hasting."
But the only thing that is certain is that he must have a reason, and that reason is more important than eating our 13th and 6th Corps, at least more important to him Hasting. ” The officers in the tent began a new round of argument, trying to guess Hasting's motives with their wits.
Could it be that it was a siege to send reinforcements, so Hastings surrounded us but did not fight As long as the joke directly ends us, the main force will be in a desperate situation, and they will take off their pants and fart to engage in "encirclement and reinforcement" "So, I don't approve of the two hundred cavalry being released to engage in some counter-charge.
I have a feeling that the time has not yet come to really come in handy, and these two hundred cavalry may come in handy at a critical moment.
Char smiled wryly.
It was still his intuition, the kind of intuition he had cultivated in the mountains and forests before danger came, which could not be explained in words or for obvious reasons.
And more importantly, in fact, Char had a guess in his heart that made him even inexplicable, but it was too unbelievable to say it, so he didn't say it.
Hasting, as if he was on guard against something Char's thinking is not complicated, on the contrary, his way of thinking is simple and clear, born in the mountains and forests.
Hastings is preserving his strength, and he understands it very well.
So, there are only two reasons for why to preserve strength, the first is to preserve strength against what enemy.
But he obviously has a way to eat our main force, that is, to end up our station, but he just does not fight, so obviously, his purpose is not to deal with the enemy Well, the second reason, usually to preserve strength, if not to deal with any enemy, then only to guard against someone Hasting, he's guarding against something "That Hasting, you're going to be on guard against me."
Ko Curan sat on the huge chair made of animal bones, and under this chair was a huge square platform, carried by twenty strong Odin wrestlers, and Ko Curran sat on the chair as steady as a rock.
He propped himself on the arm of his chair with one hand, and held a small harp in the other, his fingers running as if at random on the strings, making a string of soft notes.
Around him, Odin's legions were slowly advancing, and a large number of burly and majestic Odin warriors were clustered in front and behind.
The long queue dragged along the main road, the sound of footsteps and the clashing of weapons mingled "Well, it's still the sound of the harp."
Ke Kelan smiled, slowly stretched out his hand, and took a pure gold wine glass from the hand of a waiter kneeling on the high platform next to the chair, the wine glass was filled with bright red wine, he took a sip, and then knocked his forehead: "It's really difficult, that guy Hastings will definitely guard against me, so he refuses to make any effort to really capture the garrison of the 13th Corps."
He only had 10,000 cavalry, and if he really got into that Byzantine garrison, if I deliberately let Adric go back, then he would be besieged instead, what a funny thing.
Look, the pride of our Odin, the strongest celebrity, Hasting, his fate is actually decided in my hands Well, no, Hastings will definitely not let this happen.
Alas, I'm starting to have a headache again. ” Listening to the noble highness's unscrupulous words about calculating Hasting, the attendant kneeling beside the chair turned pale and trembled all over.
This is simply torturous, this highness, every time he says these rebellious words, can he carry a little bit behind his back and let us hear this kind of words, there will be a danger of being killed at any time Last time, I said that His Majesty has many sons, so it doesn't matter if a few die.
Now he actually calculated Hasting I don't want people to live Ke Curran smiled softly, as if he had noticed the pale and frightened face of the squire.
"Alas, poor fellows, you need not be afraid."
Ke Kelan shook his head and sighed: "It doesn't matter if you say these words, anyway, whether it's me, or Hasting, or my great and supreme father, everyone understands it very well in their hearts."
He actually jumped out of the chair, pulled up the attendant who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, and said with an excited smile: "Don't you understand, come, come, let me explain it to you, well, this war is simply a rehearsal for the heir, that guy Hastings is a close friend of His Royal Highness."
And if I wanted to calculate my dear eldest brother, I would have had to take Hasting, but my poor little brother died in battle, well, I confess that it was my idea to provoke him to take part in the dangerous interdiction, alas, speaking of which, our father is really ruthless, and he knows all this, but he does not stop it.
Could it be that we, the Odinite, the new emperor of each generation, have to step on the corpses and blood of our brothers and sisters to ascend to the throne?"
The squire finally collapsed A humble person like him really couldn't figure out why His Highness suddenly went crazy and said such absurd things to himself.
This kind of talk should be a secret story about who hears and who dies, how can it be that a person of his status can hear it, even if he hears a word, he will definitely be cut off immediately.
He trembled madly, and then cried loudly: "Your Highness, please spare your life, please spare your life, I, I, I haven't heard anything, I haven't heard anything."
The gentleness on Ke Kelan's face disappeared instantly, he looked at the squire, stood up and sat back in his chair, his face was bored, and he waved his hand like a lost child: "Go down, I won't kill you." ” After the squire had almost crawled away, Curran let out a long sigh as he pressed his fingers to the strings.
"It's lonely, there's no one to talk to."
This Odin nobleman was full of loneliness.
A reindeer cavalry galloped from the front, walked to the high platform and turned over and bowed: "Your Highness, our warriors have already broken off with the Byzantines, our warriors can't rush over, please give the order to" "What did you order" Ke Kelan yawned boredly, he raised his finger, and said casually: "Are you in a hurry to fight with the most elite army of Byzantium, well, if you really want to die, don't be in a hurry at this moment." ” The reindeer cavalry froze on the spot and opened his mouth wide.
"Okay, okay, let our warriors come back, don't rush to catch up and fight, uh, let the people in front line and watch the Byzantines go away.
Well, yes, that's it, line up to see, well, and don't forget to blow the trumpet, haha send them away. ” Is this highness crazy?
Looking at this cavalryman in a daze, Ke Kelan's face sank, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and then he still showed a faint smile that seemed to be nothing: "Okay, the thirteenth corps, still leave us the pride of Odin, Lord Hasting, go and deal with it."
Our task is to drive these Byzantines like sheep to the butcher's knife of the great Lord Hasting, for him to slaughter. ” "But," the cavalry officer was evidently unable to comprehend the order.
Lined up, watched, and sounded the trumpet "Nothing, carry out the order."
There was a hint of impatience on Ko Curlan's face, and the cavalry officer finally ran away with a sad face.
Curran sat there, lazily leaning back in his chair and wrenching his fingers in boredom.
Well, Hasting, you must be very depressed now, this time you know that you are going to be calculated by me, but you still have to drill into the sleeve, who made you our "Odin Valkyrie" With such a reputation, you can only fight forward like a horse whipped by a leather whip.
So, the 13th Corps will let you Hastings gnaw on it, as for my military exploits, I have already eaten a flag regiment of the 13th Corps.
Probably enough to satisfy my great father.
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Well, never show more than you should be capable of.
That's pretty much it The nobleman of Odin plucked his fingers on the strings and yawned again
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