Chapter 185 Pocket Encounter (4)
The rain curtain gradually narrowed, but the water vapor stirred up did not disperse.
Earl Fran stared blankly at the army rushing out of the fog, his eyes widened, and for a moment he thought he was dreaming.
The king and prince were killed in battle, the princess was missing, and her contact with other lords was cut off. This was the fact before us.
It wasn't until Viola led her army through Count Fran's eyes like a strong wind that he suddenly realized it.
That's not a dream, it's reality!
The blood-colored hair that beats like blood is the goal he pursues. Since he was a child, he has listened to his father telling stories about his ancestors who followed the king and fought hard.
Unexpectedly, I would also have this day.
The royal family of Avarus has never been a royal family that hides behind soldiers and generals and gives orders. No matter what happens, the royal family always rushes to the front.
After all, if the king doesn't take action, how can his subordinates follow him?
It is this charm of marching forward that attracts countless people to follow willingly. Even if the country is broken, there are still a large number of lords who are resisting bravely.
They were waiting for a man with blood-red hair to step forward and lead them to victory again.
The extinguished flame in her heart seemed to be ignited by that mass of red hair.
Count Fran, who was covered in injuries, felt full of strength. He couldn't feel the severe pain caused by the arrow piercing his shoulder at all, and he flexibly turned over on his horse.
Raising his sword with a corner knocked off, Count Fran shouted loudly:
"Follow Her Highness the Princess! Follow Her Highness the Princess! Follow Her Highness the Princess!"
One sound is higher than the other, and one sound is louder than the other.
The appearance of Viola re-lit the world in Count Fran's eyes, and the gray fog that could not see the future seemed to be torn apart by the sun.
The cavalry were equally inspired and followed Count Fran in the charge, just as Count Fran followed that dazzling red hair.
At this moment, confidence and strength returned to Count Fran. He laughed loudly without any scruples and waved his sword like crazy.
Did you see it?
That is the monarch we follow. She is beautiful, persevering, will not be defeated by any difficulties, and will always move forward bravely!
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Unlike Count Fran who was strongly encouraged, Isaac's mood could be described as rainy.
"What? The Third Cavalry can't join together? Weren't they told to get rid of the enemy immediately?"
"The rain was so heavy that the 3rd Cavalry couldn't see the road."
"impossible!"
Isaac stretched out his hand, and only some drizzle fell on his gauntlet:
"Is this also called too much rain?"
"Um... I don't know, but that's how the Third Cavalry responded, and they can't get rid of the enemy because of the heavy rain."
"Where is the Fourth Cavalry now?"
"It was just reported that the enemy has been thrown away and is moving towards us."
Finally heard the good news, but then another messenger came, and Isaac's heart skipped a beat.
"Report, the 4th Cavalry encountered an ambush, the enemy controlled the valley, our army was attacked by rocks and arrows, and suffered heavy casualties. The 4th Cavalry requested to evacuate the battlefield."
"How is this possible? How could the enemy predict my orders!"
Isaac gritted his teeth anxiously. Every order he gave to the cavalry was taken into account to avoid the enemy so that they could come and join together. However, no matter how they went around, it seemed that they were all within the enemy's calculations. "General, what should we do now?"
Yes, what should I do?
The original plan was to drive Earl Fran into a desperate situation, so he divided the troops at hand into four groups. Through magic communication and the high flexibility of the cavalry, they were like poisonous snakes attacking from all sides.
This plan was made because our own troops were far greater than the enemy's. After all, Count Fran was only here to disturb the logistics and only brought 400 cavalry. Isaac's troops were divided into four groups to ensure that each group had more than 100 troops. Three hundred cavalry.
But the plan did not take into account the sudden appearance of Princess Viola, especially when the other party seemed to know their details.
"Tell the 4th Cavalry to retreat. The 3rd and 2nd Cavalry will get rid of the enemy as soon as possible and come at full speed to join our army. If they encounter the enemy again, they will immediately retreat and leave the battlefield."
If the scattered troops continue to charge head-on, they are likely to be divided and surrounded by the enemy. In the end, even if the entire army is not wiped out, they may not end well.
Looking at the soldiers running to deliver the order, Isaac looked up at the sky.
Could it be that there are Viola's eyes in the sky?
All the movements of the own army were clearly seen, and there were clever commanders behind the scenes who used the same tactics as his grandfather, annihilating the enemy through driving and ambush.
Isaac, who was caught off guard, felt what Count Fran was feeling. He was completely unable to exert his strength, just like being beaten with a sack.
However, Isaac still had one last trump card that he had not yet turned over, and it was not time to give up yet.
"Follow me, and let us capture Princess Viola!"
The First Cavalry below was responsible for frontal combat missions, and its number was about 600. Isaac's personal guards also had more than 200 people. At least on paper, they were still capable of fighting.
Moreover, Isaac is very confident in his own force value. Today, he made a mistake in strategy, but he has not lost in terms of force!
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"Issac must be thinking, 'I can catch Viola with my own hands!', like this"
Wendy relaxed in front of the sand table. She sat on the chair and even reached out to take the black tea cup from her housekeeper Reina.
"Little did he know that his every move has been under surveillance since yesterday. It is easier to predict the actions of such a hot-blooded guy than to predict the actions of a fool."
"Is this the credit of the scout named Hill in Viola's army? Why are you so proud?"
"Of course, because I am the actual commander."
Although she acted very calmly, this was actually the first time Wendy commanded a battle.
She is different from Isaac, who was trained to be his successor, but Wendy just followed her grandfather and learned all the art of war by herself.
But Wendy is very talented. She has used the sandbox at home to perform simulations countless times, dreaming that one day she can command thousands of troops.
Even though it’s smaller, it’s still a dream come true.
Seeing how proud she was, Aldai couldn't help pouring cold water on her and said:
"It's not because your Majesty told you about the enemy's movements,"
"Indeed, I am also very grateful for your help,"
"If you have time to express your gratitude, why not build a big temple in Qihang City,"
"I also mentioned it to His Highness and Father, but they didn't agree,"
The situation in Qihang City is too complicated, and the effect of sending people to preach is not necessarily very good.
Especially after Viola was assassinated, it is very likely that the followers of the Centipede Lord lurking in Sailing City will take advantage of the missionary.
Therefore, both Viola and Wendy's father believed that it was not suitable for preaching at least until the siege of Sailing City ended.
But Lord Fran's incident gave Viola a chance, and it was also the first step in her decision to counterattack.
(End of chapter)