Chapter 88 Before the decisive battle
“I’ll do it!”
Vesidong was the first to raise his hand, with excitement on his face.
Three thousand gold coins is not a small amount, and such a good thing does not happen all the time!
But since it is a good thing, of course he is not the only one willing to do it.
"Master Weisidong, it's better to rest. You are not extraordinary yet." Gower was half teasing and half serious: "It's better for me to do it. I am the fighting spirit of the earth, and I will not die easily!"
" Come on, your earth fighting spirit is really lethal. It's too bad. If you want to be the vanguard, it has to be me!" Link raised his palm and lit up with a layer of fire: "The flame fighting spirit is much more powerful than you!"
"Don't follow me! I'll grab it." Mosing was not far behind: "The earth's flames are even worse. Not much, anyway, they are all attached to the weapons. My life fighting spirit is strong and I can stop even the blood-eyed war horse. I still have to do the vanguard job!"
Link glanced! She glanced at him: "You? Forget it, what you suffered before Are your injuries healed? Don't vomit blood again while riding!"
"Who are you looking down on?" Mosingan hit his chest hard: "I ate five pieces of black at night! Bread, three chunks of bacon!”
He is a first-level transcendent, and has been strengthened by Raven. Half of his previous faints were due to injuries, and more were due to loss of strength due to exhaustion of fighting energy.
Now that I have taken a bottle of healing potion and eaten and drank a lot, my body has indeed almost recovered.
Only Simon is not as enthusiastic as they appear.
He glanced at Vesdon with a complex expression: "I am a guilty person, and my survival depends on the generosity of the Baron. This position is most suitable for me to hold."
"Pioneer, it's still too dangerous after all."
When these words came out, the expressions of the other people became a little subtle, but Vesdon became more and more excited in the atmosphere of competition between you and me: "Danger is danger. Where is the safe place on the battlefield?"
"Uh-huh, okay!" Eric coughed heavily: "I know you all want to To hold this position, but this time it is said to be a vanguard, but also to lure the enemy. In order to preserve the strength, only one of you can go."
He pondered for a moment: "So, to be fair, How about we draw lots to decide?”
Of course no one has any objections.
Seeing no objection, Eric took out a blank piece of parchment, cut it into five parts with a knife, then turned his back and grabbed a charcoal brush to paint a few spots, and soon the five wrinkles were Baba's paper ball was placed in front of everyone: "Of these five paper balls, only one has a charcoal mark on it. Whoever draws it will be the pioneer."
"Let's begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, four arms reached in and took away their respective paper balls.
Simon finally picked up the remaining paper ball.
Vesdon did not notice this detail. He was entirely absorbed in whether he could become a pioneer.
He felt that his throat was itchy, his mouth was dry, and his palms were sweating. He kept swallowing his saliva, held the paper ball with his chin, and unfolded it little by little.
Finally, the paper ball lay flat.
Looking at the black circle above, Vesdon immediately waved his arms excitedly:
“Okay! It’s me!”
“嘁——” Mo Xingan crumpled the parchment in his hand into a ball again and threw it into the fire.
The remaining three people did the same thing, and Gower said a little bit sourly: "Hey, what a bad luck!"
Vesdon smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed: "Hey, don't be angry. When I come back and collect the bounty, I'll treat you to a good meal and a trip to Men'en City!"
"That costs a lot of money." Link clicked his tongue: "Are you really willing to do it?"
"Of course!" Vesdon nodded vigorously.
Of course money is a good thing, but most importantly, he wants to be recognized by others.
He had a good result in yesterday's battle, but his early performance was still too poor. This time as a vanguard, he must impress everyone!
"Okay, now that it's been decided, let's talk about the specific tactical arrangements." Eric poked the fire with a wooden stick to make the fire brighter.
"At dawn tomorrow, we will divide into two teams and set off."
"Veston, you lead all the soldiers in the second and third teams of each brigade to ride on their horses and go out first. , Gao Er and I will lead the remaining soldiers five kilometers behind you as a support."
Vesdon was a little excited. , and hesitated: "But... I have never led an army independently."
"It doesn't matter, the captains of these troops will follow you, you just need to protect the flag." Eric Tell all the details of the preparation: "And if there is no difficulty, how can there be a reward of three thousand gold coins."
Weisidong smiled and nodded.
"You have two things to do." Eric looked at Vesdon and raised two fingers in turn: "Hold it, and then escape!"
Wes Dong was a little confused: "How long?"
"Carry it until you can't bear it anymore!" Eric's voice became deeper and more serious:
"The most important purpose of this battle is, It’s just to hook Heleti out of the scorpion nest, the farther away the better!”
"Judging from what happened yesterday, Heleti can be said to be very cunning. If you go up with the mentality of holding on for a while and then leaving, then he will definitely realize that there is a scam and will never follow you."
"So this time, you have to bite the bullet and show the courage to fight to the death!"
"Our manpower and materials are limited, this will be the last One chance, if you can't complete the mission, not only will our group be wiped out here, but the Baron's operation will also probably fail!"
At this point, Eric stared hard! Vesdon's eyes: "So I ask you one last time, can you do this pioneer?"
"Yes!" Vesdon nodded vigorously.
The heavier the responsibility, the greater the credit!
"Then it's up to you." Eric took out a bottle of potion from the package behind him: "Take this bottle of healing potion, just in case."
"Okay! "Vesdon took the potion and put it in his pocket.
Everyone except Vesdon himself knew that this bottle of potion was just a comfort.
The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. If you are really injured, how can you have time to drink potion?
What's more, in the fierce battle, it is difficult to keep such fragile items intact.
Just like the dead Jose, he also had a healing potion in his bag, but when his body was picked up, the bottle of potion had been broken at some point.
"Let's all go and have a rest while it's still dark." Eric ordered: "Tomorrow will be the last battle!"
Everyone nodded and returned. respective positions.
Vesdon looked excited and had already begun to draft the speech before departure.
Goyle, Link and Mosingan were arming themselves and preparing to eat something more.
Only Simon did not move.
After everyone stayed away, he spoke in a low voice with a gloomy expression:
“I carry out your order, but it does not mean that I agree.”
said When finished, he got up and left.
Eric seemed not to hear, staring into the fire without saying a word.
In winter, the dark nights in the Bloody Highlands are always very long, but no matter how long the night is, there is always sunshine.
It’s dawn.
Breakfast was as rich as it had ever been since entering the Bloody Highlands, but this did not make the soldiers of the Eagle Army happy, and an uneasy atmosphere quietly flowed.
When the gathering drum sounded, they stood neatly in a square formation wearing their own equipment, but the square formation was much smaller than before.
After the last battle, with a reduction of twenty-seven people, each team was not full.
Among them, the second group of sword and shield soldiers suffered the most serious losses. They accounted for thirteen people, nearly half of the twenty-seven people lost in battle. The smallest loss was among the crossbowmen of the third group, which only lost five people.
The first battalion of spearmen lost nine men.
"Today is not a defensive operation, but an offensive mission." Eric looked around the audience seriously: "The first team, the second and third teams; the second team, the second and third teams; The third team, the second team, and the third team, come out!”
In the tense atmosphere, the soldiers whose names were called walked out under the leadership of their respective squad leaders.
Now there are forty-nine people on the queue, which has reached two-thirds of the remaining personnel.
“Today, together with Master Weston, you will be the vanguard to attack the Scorpion Nest. Everyone must obey his command!”
After hearing this order, even if Even the highly disciplined Eagle Army soldiers also changed their expressions, and some of them had a hint of fear on their faces.
Even in a defensive battle with strict tactical arrangements, during the stalemate stage, the battle loss ratio between the two sides was close to 1:1. Now that they are asked to actively seek field battles, Vesdon, a rookie, is still the commander. It is simply Death!
Seeing that morale was wavering, Eric showed a trace of cruelty in his eyes:
“Have you forgotten how the Baron dealt with deserters before leaving?”
This sentence immediately made an impression. It extinguished the luck in many people's hearts.
The screams of the unlucky man who was burned to death by magic were important material for many people’s nightmares in the early stage of the march.
“If the Baron can do it, I can do it too!!” Eric’s eyes swept over these soldiers like a tiger:
"Become a deserter and die in my hands, and your family will be ostracized and ridiculed; or move forward, victory is a hero, and even if you die, there will be eagles to adopt and protect your family!"
"You choose! "
The selected soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, their expressions gradually became firm.
If they die here in battle, their families will still be able to receive pensions. Everyone is deeply aware of the generosity of the Baron; but if they are executed as deserters, their families will not be able to receive half of it. A copper plate will be despised and ridiculed by everyone.
"It seems you have made a decision." Eric noticed the subtle change in morale: "Then get ready to go!"
After saying that, he turned around and winked, and Vesdon stepped forward.
Vesdon originally had a lot to say, but when he saw those resolute and determined eyes, he still felt unprecedented pressure and immediately forgot all about the words he had prepared.
"I... will rush to the front."
Veston swallowed:
"Get on the horse!"
The selected Eagle Army mounted their horses and, under the leadership of Vesdon, charged into the bloody highlands in the morning light.
The galloping of nearly fifty war horses was quite majestic, and coupled with the flying Griffith family flag behind Vesdon, it immediately attracted the attention of nearby scouts.
A few stayed to continue observing their movements, while others immediately left on horseback and rushed towards the scorpion nest.
According to Eric's instructions, Vesdon led the team at a slow pace, trying to save horsepower, but the goal was clear and firm.
Looking at the Scorpion Nest scouts patrolling a hundred meters away, Vesdon roared with all his strength:
"Go back and tell you about the so-called 'Sand King'!"
"I, the Baron of the Eagle Territory, Raven·Otta·Griffith is here!"
"He Aren’t you afraid to come out and find me? Then I’ll go. Find him and stuff his head into his own ass!"
Half an hour later, Heleti listened to the scout's report with a strange expression:
"He is really That’s what you said?”
"Exactly!" The scout lowered his head: "And they are indeed marching towards the Scorpion's Nest."
"Haha, arrogant." Heleti looked at Eugene: "You said, they are here again. What kind of tricks are you playing?”
Eugene raised his head after thinking for a moment: “The only answer I can think of is to lure you out. "
"As for why I want to lead you out, I... can't judge."
"What's so hard to judge?" Heleti snorted: "It's either them. You think you can defeat me and kill me in a field battle! Or you want to attack the Scorpion Nest while I’m away.”
"Lord Sand King, you are really wise." Eugene praised him, and then put forward his own opinion: "So, it's better to ignore them this time."
"Ignore? That won't work! "Heleti stood up and walked down the platform step by step: "I must take this battle."
Eugene looked stunned: "My lord. , there are obviously risks involved, but why..."
"That's why I said, you are not a horse thief!" Heleti clicked his tongue:
"Why do you think I would? With the title of 'Sand King', why do I have such a huge force? Is it just because of my level three strength?"
"Wrong! Big mistake!"
"The horse thieves took refuge in me because I can lead them from one victory to another, so that they will always be the party that kills instead of the party that is killed!"
“Following me means following wealth, following Stay safe!”
“However, in just one battle, we lost nearly eighty brothers.”
Hleti looked at Eugene with a deep look in his eyes: “You. My response was correct. The enemy’s strength was unknown, so I really shouldn’t have acted rashly.”
"But now, the person who killed so many of my brothers has actually knocked on the door and almost spit in my face. Do you think I can stay behind closed doors?"
" ...No." Eugene responded.
Heleti raised his voice: "Yes, you can't!"
Under the morning light, Heleti put on his helmet upright: "Pass my order to the main camp. Leave twenty people, ten in each camp, and the rest will gather immediately and set off with me!”
“I need to remind everyone again”
"The dignity of the Sand King must not be desecrated!"
The door opened with a bang, and in the Scorpion Nest Square, the horse thieves gathered like a swarm of bees.
Their armors are all different, their weapons are all kinds of strange, and their words and deeds are even more undisciplined.
But among this army that looks like "made in all nations", there is a group of horse thieves who are unique.
There are twelve of them in total. Each of them is wearing a set of enchanted plate armor. Under their crotch is a first-order Warcraft blood-eyed war horse. They have weapons on their waists, shields behind them, and even riding bows on their backs. Without exception, they are all enchanted weapons.
This is the real elite of Heleti, his personal soldiers "Scorpion Claw Guards".
Mounting on his mount, Heleti held the enchanted spear "Sandstorm" in his hand and slowly rode forward.
The chaotic horse thieves opened a clear path, and everyone bowed down to pay high respect to the "Sand King".
The Scorpion Claw Guards were the first to follow him, followed closely by Eugene, and then the other horse thieves.
The city gate opened slowly. Heleti looked back on his horse, smiled slightly, raised his arms and waved vigorously, and was the first to rush out of the city gate.
Immediately afterwards.
The sound of hooves thunders!
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(End of this chapter)