Chapter 543 I also have a plan
Seeing Gellinon being transported down the castle in a hanging basket, Seitzinger turned around and pinched Wayne's arm.
He shouted sternly: "Are you really surrendering, or are you pretending to surrender?"
Wayne did not answer, but looked steadily into Seisinger's eyes.
After watching for less than three seconds, Seitzinger unconsciously let go of his arm.
"They attacked the city so fiercely, and they didn't even look like they were encircling the city to call for reinforcements.
According to the previous information from Saint Sun, Kasha County is a reinforcement of the Osla family, and there is a high probability that the Ruishiyuan nobles will also move. ”
Without answering Sechinger's question, Wien slowly analyzed the battle situation.
"We can defend it for three more days at most, that is, February 24th." Wayne looked at the wounded soldiers all over the city and paused. "They deliberately controlled the speed because they were afraid that if they captured the castle early, little Molly wouldn't be able to do it. Coming.”
It will probably take a day or two before the news of the city's destruction reaches Meliati's ears, and that will be February 26th.
With Meliati's speed, she has probably entered the battlefield of the command company, and encounters and field battles will follow.
Judging from the Salvation Army's marching speed and dispatching capabilities, they can support it by abandoning the South Nauan River defense line and heading north.
With that saint's grandson's knowledge, he would definitely do this.
But the Salvation Army is not the real savior. It will take them about 20-30 days to penetrate Lujiao Township.
This time difference is enough for the Imperial Company and Meliaty's mountain knights to complete a decisive battle.
Previously, the mountain knights were able to fight for a while with the help of favorable terrain, castles, and bows and arrows.
In a field battle, it's good for mountain knights to last for ten days. It's not that Wayne is belittling mountain knights.
If the Salvation Army were to attack with force, they would probably be at the end of their strength when they arrived, while the Order Company was recharging its energy at this time.
But if the Salvation Army doesn't come and watches helplessly, then after finishing Meliati, Prince Condai will go south to attack the Salvation Army.
Not only is Venn in the sentry fort in a desperate situation, but the entire Thousand River Valley has fallen into a desperate situation.
An almost hopeless situation!
"Miliarte is willing to set out to save me because she thinks she can still save me, so she will come here with all her strength.
But if I die and the news spreads that the city is broken, she will not march again, but stay in the high castle area.
Then the church's strategy of luring her to attack would be ineffective. Although North Mound County may not be able to return, there is still a last glimmer of hope. ”
Wayne was as calm as if he was not talking about himself.
"You mean, we open the city gate and launch a surprise attack? Run if we can, and fight to death if we can't?" Seitzinger asked tentatively, "Or should we pretend to surrender and then look for opportunities to escape and rebel?"
Wayne stopped, turned around and held on to the city wall, looking out from the crenellations, staring solemnly at the stretching tents outside the city and the patrolling Order Knights.
"It's useless. Breaking out and dying, breaking out and living, surrendering and dying, surrendering and living, none of them can produce any change in the final situation." Wayne pressed his palms on the rough masonry, "It only determines my own fate. ”
This delay was enough time for the Salvation Army to arrive.
But if La Cunho was not a pig, he would definitely ask the aristocratic coalition of Gravel Plain to contain the high castle.
Then he led the main force south to attack the exhausted Salvation Army. Even if Meliati could defeat the intercepting Gravel Plains coalition, they might not be able to rescue them in time.
"What should we do?" Seitzinger followed Wayne blankly.
Wayne did not answer, but instead admired the scenery in front of him.
The purple evening sun of spring set behind the mountains, and the rays of rays hung like clouds on the mountains and treetops. Holding the wall, the knight, who had always been frowning, relaxed his brows for the first time.
He looked eastward and seemed to see the yellow dust raised during Meliati's rescue nearly a thousand miles away, as well as the pink face that was still in his memory.
How many years have passed, what will Meliati look like today?
Unconsciously, a scene suddenly flashed through Wayne's mind. Meliati fell in a pool of blood, and Prince Condai frivolously used the tip of his spear to fly away the mask she regarded as a treasure.
It was a face as childish and innocent as a nine-year-old child. His wrist was hit by a wooden sword and he had tears in his eyes, but he tried to hold them back and refused to shed them.
Seeing that Wayne remained silent, Seizinger couldn't help it. He asked urgently: "You can analyze so much, can't you come up with a good way to solve the situation? That's all La Cunho designed. Perfect? ”
"Of course it's impossible, it also has weaknesses..." Venn stopped mid-sentence, making Sechinger scratch his head and head in anxiety.
But Wayne himself raised his head and looked at the battle flag behind him that was blown by the west wind like waves.
In 1446, the first warm wind from the Emerald Sea landed at the windmill site, and the huge windmill on the mill slowly turned.
The warm wind blew through the soft brim of the new French army. The enterprising new king and the far-sighted chancellor looked at the fertile land of Leia.
As it continued to move forward, it blew through the flags in the sky outside Changge City, pushing the black-smoking warships and 50,000 surging soldiers on both sides of the Golden Nao'an River.
When the warm wind carrying fireworks and swords blew to the Thousand River Valley and blew on Wayne's face, he just looked at the church army camp in the distance that was about to sink into night.
Perhaps Meliati was right, this was the best opportunity in a century.
In times of peace, none of the three kingdoms would allow Qianhe River Valley to become independent.
But now, the Kingdom of Leia, as the direct suzerain state, is in a civil war, and the Leia people cannot directly intervene.
The Farrans and the Norns are foreign forces. Directly sending troops will allow the Leians to use war to divert conflicts, so they can only provide all support except sending troops.
Prince Condai knew that this was his last chance to seize the Thousand River Valley and his only chance to get rid of the lackeys of the church.
How could Meliati, Horn, Juanno and other smart people think of it later than Prince Condai?
This is the most promising year and the most desperate year in Qianhe River Valley.
If Vicente had been born twenty years later, what would he have done if he saw the current situation?
Stroking the knight's sword at his waist, the gray horse knight Wayne looked up at the porcelain blue sky separated by the dusk line.
Meliaty's father, Vicente, also personally placed a knight's sword on the gray horse knight on a spring evening and made him a knight.
As a Kush mountaineer, Vicente worked hard all his life to support the Juannos and gain recognition from the empire through peaceful reforms.
But it came to naught under the repeated manipulation and teasing of the church.
Vicente is the adopted son of the Duke of Hermastone, the husband of the Duke's daughter, and the future high-ranking Duke of Hermastone with a bright future.
But he still died depressed.
The last wish he gave to Wayne, his most trusted knight, was "I hope Meliati can live as free and carefree as an ordinary girl."
Wayne vowed to make a promise, but he has never been able to fulfill it.
Meliati was not at all comfortable. She had been preparing tirelessly for this uprising since she was a teenager, and every day was filled with worry.
On the contrary, Wayne, the knight on the gray horse, became the free and carefree one.
"What will you do?" Wayne murmured, looking at the knight's sword in his hand, which was the sword given to him by Vicente.
If Vicente were still here, what would he do if he were in his position?
The sword didn't answer, but the knight on the gray horse already knew the answer.
Cloaked in rays of light, the knight on the gray horse in Sechinger's eyes shook off the dust for the first time, revealing his original appearance, shining brightly.
"Can I trust you?"
Sechinger looked into Wayne's eyes and suddenly remembered Nagmi's back riding a horse in the sun and the cold and damp mountain castle.
The white light reflected on the armor was like ice, freezing Sechinger on the wall for a long time.
"There is not a day that goes by that a North American doesn't want to live in sunshine and flowers." Sechinger's voice contained the common snow in the hearts of all mountain county people, hoarse and melancholy.
"I have a bet. If I lose, I will lose my reputation and die in vain. I will die with neither honor nor glory. I will even be laughed at all the time!"
Wayne took a step forward, his usually calm eyes turned red at this moment.
"But if the bet wins, the current situation in Qianhe River Valley...the situation of a hundred years will be immediately turned into morning, and the crisis will be turned into peace!"
(End of chapter)