A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 212. Chapter 212

Spring has arrived, bringing the warm and warm wind from the south. Although it is not as warm as the southern city of the royal city can wear short-sleeved attire, the north has quickly become warmer.

The ice and snow on the mountains are melting fast, and the river rushes down the ridge.

On the flat ground below the mountain, the land that was originally barren due to the heavy snow in winter turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the green grass shoots emerged from the ground in just a few days and covered the ground.

The lush grassland makes the warm spring wind seem to have a little grassy breath.

Spring in the Northland is beautiful, but over the years, the Aaron Landis people in the Northland have no time to appreciate the beauty around them.

Because almost every spring, the northern Geese would go south to attack Aaron Landis, plundering food and supplies from the north.

In the spring in the north, you can’t smell the green grass and the direction of the flowers. On this land, you can only see the wolf smoke of war and smell the smell of blood.

The war in the North this year is even worse than in previous years.

But not because of the Gestors, but because of another invader, Gasdade.

On the ground, the sound of horseshoes sounded, hurriedly and overwhelmingly, as if making the ground vibrate with the sound of horseshoes.

I don’t know how many times the cavalry on both sides launched a charge.

The horses are galloping, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

In this wilderness, the cavalry in black and red leather armor and the cavalry in white armor collided heavily.

The tens of thousands of cavalry were quickly entangled, densely packed, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

The Gasdad cavalry armed with a long machete, hacked down heavily at the enemy.

The Aaron Landis cavalry raised the dazzling spear in his hand, and pierced forward into the enemy’s chest.

The horses were neighing, and the horses’ hoofs stomped on the fresh young grass, rolling the greenery into the dark mud.

Either the Aaron Landis cavalry with its body split fell to the ground, or the Gasdad with its chest pierced fell to the ground.

Among the galloping horses, no one can stand up again, and the moment they fall from their horses, the whole person will be trampled by the running horses hoof.

On the battlefield where either you die or I die, everyone’s faces are filled with hideousness.

They have forgotten everything, the only thing they remember in their brains filled with blood is to kill all the enemies they saw in their eyes fiercely!

The sound of fighting resounded through the earth and continued for a whole day until the sun went down. Both sides sounded the horns of retreat, and everyone slowly retreated.

The corpses that were left all over the ground piled up on the battlefield, telling the cruel and tragic war.

The sky was still bright, and under the dazzling sunlight, countless corpses with broken limbs and arms became more and more ugly and terrifying.

In addition, as soon as the warmth of rejuvenation was fermented, the corpses piled up here quickly decomposed, and the foul smell was fermented and spread in all directions.

Countless flies buzzed around the corpse, and wild rats crawled around in the corpse.

More and more vultures in the sky were attracted by the rotting corpses. When humans left the battlefield, they fell from the sky, gnawing on the rotting flesh and blood.

The surviving soldier watched from a distance the scene where his companion’s corpse was eaten by a vulture and wild rat, and felt sad.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, they will also become one of those corpses, gnawed away by the vulture beast.

However, it was Gasdad’s army that had produced this sad mood of the rabbit and the fox and the morale began to decline.

Unlike the Gastards, who only drag the surviving soldiers back, the Aaron Landis will send a logistics army to the battlefield after every battle is over, looking for unconscious survivors, and converging Aaron Lan. The body of the Diss.

The mercenaries led by Kerry were incorporated into the logistics army.

They will bring back the body of the dead companion, and then dig a hole at the foot of the mountain not far away, and bury the body of the companion in the ground.

When the soldiers of the logistics army moved the bodies of their companions, no one in the Gasdad army attacked them, but silently watched them converge the bodies of their companions on the battlefield.

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It was already the eighth day of the confrontation between Aaron Landis’ army and Gasdad’s army, and the two sides were still evenly matched.

Although each has its own losses, no one can beat anyone.

Although the veteran Kaleni is not good at surprise attacks, he is a steady general.

He is just a tendon, letting you do whatever you want. Anyway, I am standing still, just ignore you, and only fight head-on with you on the frontal battlefield.

Callini’s mind-bending approach made Tyre, who tried to resort to all kinds of tricks, seduce, provoke, or attack but to no avail, lost his temper, and couldn’t help cursing a swear word in private. .

Since the last night attack, Kayhus has arranged for more than a hundred rangers to take turns in charge of the task of monitoring the opposing barracks at night.

With the abilities of those rangers and their keenness to movement, they can lurch very close to the Gasdad camp and monitor their movements.

Because of these rangers, the Gasdad tried two night attacks without success, and even some bold rangers even got in at night to kill one or two small leaders of the Gasdad.

Unlike the Aaron Landis, who had good morale, the atmosphere in the Gasdad army gradually began to be unstable.

Among Gasdad’s 140,000 army, only 60,000 belonged to the Gasdad’s army, and the rest were the generals of Kanal, Cedar, Aaron Landis, etc. Formed a mixed army.

These people have been treated differently.

Because of the fear of the Gasdad, and they had nowhere to go as the betrayed soldiers, they could endure it before.

But now, because of insufficient food and grass, the soldiers’ food has begun to be cut, from three meals a day to two meals a day.

In fact, this is barely acceptable, but the key is that the soldier in the army of the other country and the army not only became two meals, but even the food for each meal was cut in half, which is worse than the soldiers in the main formation of Gasdade. Many, can barely eat fruit every day.

They can endure starvation and must act as the vanguard in every battle, being forced to rush to the forefront.

Therefore, the casualties of the mixed army are naturally much greater than that of the army of Gasdade.

As a result, the soldiers of the mixed army who rushed to the front of Gasdade’s soldiers but couldn’t get enough to eat, even if they still fear the Gasdards, their dissatisfaction is growing.

In addition, another panic began to spread in the army, but was suppressed.

Not only soldiers, but also non-Gastadian generals from other countries gradually became emotional.

Contradictions gradually began to breed in Gasdade’s army.

In the camp, a middle-aged Gasdade general was frowning and reporting to Tyre, who was sitting in the upper position, the situation in the barracks.

Although there was a little worry in his eyes, he still seemed very calm, reporting to Tyre calmly.

“His Royal Highness, our food and grass can only be supported for another ten days at most. Even if the soldiers’ rations are reduced again, it will only last a few more days.”

“At the same time, if the rations continue to be reduced, it will be difficult to maintain the physical strength and combat effectiveness of the soldiers.”

After the general had finished speaking, suddenly a man who was obviously not a general hurried in.

He didn’t have the composure of the middle-aged general, his face was flustered, and he saluted Tyr nervously.

“How’s it going?”

Tyre looked at him and asked.

The man approached the past, lowered his voice, only a few people here could barely hear what he said.

“I can’t control it…”

His words suddenly changed the face of the middle-aged general who was still calm just now.

The man continued to whisper: “His Royal Highness, please make your plans early.”

Tyre sat on the chair, the yellow fire light reflected on his silver-white armor, and fine silver threads scattered around the corner of his narrow eye.

The handsome face is as cold as frost, and the thin lip line is extremely sharp, which makes people feel more and more cold.

Gently, once, his right hand tapped on the armrest of the seat.

The fingers with well-knotted joints look like they are carved from bones.

There seemed to be a deep mist turbulent in the depths of his pupils, settling down little by little, immersed to the deepest point.

The bottom of his eyes seemed to be a violent wind and snow raging, revealing cruelty.

Tyr did not speak, but apparently he made a decision at this moment.

No one knows what decision he made for the time being.

But if someone stares at him at this moment, there will be cold all over the body.

That person must feel that he saw the so-called hell in a person’s eyes.

“From tomorrow, we will stop cutting rations and return to the usual supply.”

“At the same time, give my order, get ready, and the whole army will withdraw to Kanal.”

After a slight pause, he said,

“Let… stay behind.”

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It was late at night, and after visiting the wounded soldiers, Gallan returned to his camp accompanied by the stalker Tal.

“Speaking of which, Your Highness, I’m a little curious, why did you guess that the Gasdad would come to the North?”

“Because going east is the desert.”

“what?”

“It’s very hot in the desert. Winter is fine. It will become very hot as soon as spring begins, and it will be hotter than King City.”

“??”

“Tyre’s purpose is different from that of the Ess and the Gessians. It’s not just to grab a hand. He wants to take Aaron Landis. It’s a long time, so he has to let Gas Dade’s soldiers can maintain combat effectiveness for a long time.”

“???”

The little fat man looked dumbfounded.

“Prince, I don’t understand.”

“Tal, let you go to the desert and run a lap under the big sun now, what will happen?”

“……will die.”

You will die from dehydration.

Don’t say running a lap, you don’t want to move, okay?

“It’s the same for you who grew up in the royal city, let alone those Gasdad people.”

“???”

So is there any connection between what you said later, the prince, and the reason for judging that the Gasdad people came to the North?

Tal was still confused.

Seeing the dazed look on Taer’s chubby face, Gallan smiled, did not continue to explain, just waved his hand, let the little fat man with his brain full of question marks go back to rest, and he got into the camp.

Um? Sinas is not there?

Because of the attack on the camp that night, everyone was nervous about his safety, and then unanimously decided to let Xinyas sleep with him in the same camp, which would protect him at night.

Garlan walked into the camp, took off his cloak, and hung it on a wooden stand on one side.

Although it was already spring, the night was still a bit cold, so Tal had to let him put on a cloak when he was out just now.

Is Xinyas going out with something?

As he thought, he sat down and picked up the cup on the table.

…It’s milk again.

Gallan sighed in his heart.

And it’s still warm, holding the warmth in both hands, and the warmth is transferred to the palm of the hand through the cup.

The faint scent of milk made the boy squint his eyes comfortably.

He held the milk to his mouth, and suddenly remembered that when he came in just now, the guard in front of the camp reported to him that Kaihuos had been here, and his expression seemed a little worried.

I don’t know if there is something urgent for him…

and many more.

Just when his lips were about to touch the milk, Gallan’s hand paused lightly.

wrong.

Who gives him hot milk?

Xinyas was so careless that he would never consider such a thing.

Tal has been following him.

And Kaihuos…the guard said that Kaihuos came more than an hour ago. If it were him, it would be impossible for the milk to be warm until now.

There were other people in the camp!

This judgment made Garlan’s chest tighten, and his mind quickly turned.

Was it an assassin sent by the Gasdad?

Is it poisoned in milk?

Is that person still in the camp now?

Being able to touch his tightly guarded camp without a trace, that person’s ability must not be underestimated.

The fire light swayed on the cheeks, and the young man’s hand only paused slightly, then he continued to raise it, opened his lips, and took a shallow sip of milk.

After taking this sip, he didn’t seem to like the smell of milk very much, frowned, and put the cup back on the table.

He stretched, with a laid-back look.

“A little hungry.”

He muttered to himself, stood up, and walked towards the entrance of the camp, as if he wanted to ask the guards outside to get himself some food.

Probably because he was tired for a day, his movements looked lazy, not in a hurry, and he walked forward unhurriedly.

…

Pretending to take a sip of milk, Garlan seemed to be walking forward lazily at this moment, with no expression on his face, but his chest was already tightly taut.

His ears stood up high, listening intently to any change in the camp.

He seemed to lower his eyes lazily, but the corner of his eyes swept around without a trace.

Take a few more steps and you can walk to the door.

Garlan’s body has slowly tightened, ready to go.

Just take one more step and he rushes out violently—

Seeing that he had reached the door, the last step was about to fall.

Suddenly, hands suddenly stretched out from behind him.

A strong arm hugged him hard, while the other hand held his mouth tightly.

Gallan’s pupils suddenly dilated.

He had already estimated the ability of this assassin who could sneak into his camp amidst heavy siege, but now he felt that he still underestimated the terrible person behind him.

He struggled violently instinctively.

But the arm that hugged him was terribly strong, almost like iron tongs, making his upper body unable to move.

Just when Gallan was frightened and angry, suddenly, a familiar voice came from his ears.

“Don’t call it.”

The extremely familiar voice made Gallan suddenly stunned.

During the time he was stunned, the arm of the person who hugged him from behind hardly dragged him from the door back to the deepest part of the camp.

In the deepest part of the camp, there is a small space separated by thick curtains, which can somewhat cover some movement. That is where Gallan rests at night.

“How will you be here?”

Looking up at the familiar and beautiful face in astonishment, Garlan was still a little empty in his head, and asked subconsciously.

Huimos should be in the royal city now.

“The King City is safer now, safer than yours.”

Huimos answered.

The golden red eyes swept across Garlan from top to bottom, focused, deeply, and extremely carefully, as if walking in the desert for too long, a traveler who had not touched any water for a long time finally saw a puff of clear water. .

It’s like a child who has finally recovered his lost beloved thing, checking over and over again for any scars on the beloved thing.

“But that too…”

Before Garland could finish a word, Hiemos suddenly moved his hand, grabbed his hand, and threw him onto the bed next to him.

Before he finished the two sentences, he was caught off guard, and Gallan was pressed onto the bed by Heimos.

He didn’t expect Hiemos to do it at all, and he didn’t react at all.

He was lying down on the bed, with Hiemos’ left hand pressed firmly on his shoulder.

Then, there was a snort.

There was a sudden cold behind him.

Gallan was all ill at once, and for a while he even forgot to struggle.

One hand pressed Garlan firmly to the bed, and Huimos ripped the clothes on Garlan’s back.

The boy’s white back was exposed to the air.

The warm yellow light reflected on the slender and beautiful butterfly bones, and the milk-like skin showed a slight luster.

There are no scars.

The skin on the boy’s back was smooth and tender, and there was no trace of sharp arrows pierced by the sharp arrow that he had dreamed of in the back of his heart. At this moment, the heart that Heimos had been holding high finally came down.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally, pressing Gallan’s hand also relaxed.

In the next second, Garlan, who felt lightened by his own strength, turned around abruptly, ignoring his torn clothes, without saying anything, lifting his leg was just a kick.

Bang it.

The young man with his golden pupils almost bursting into flames kicked the unsuspecting black knight from the bed.

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Hmm, see you~

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