The Amber Sword - 1483. Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1483

The terrain around Mintai Fort is not complicated.

To the north of it is the open Alder Plain. The Aude River and Parton River scoured out the sedimentary belt of the river plain. The north side of the narrow valley plain was affected by the forces of change and chaos, forming a barren land. Parton Wilderness, here is almost a flat river, which is very conducive to the development of the army.

The east and south sides of Fort Mintai are the large forest between Mintai-Paris-Schafflund. This vast forest is called Dongmintai Forest. There are two roads passing through the middle of this forest. Connected to Fort Mintai. One of the avenues passes through the Gels Ferry, while the other connects to Horta, the only satellite town south of Fort Mintai.

The Duke of Golan-Elson reached out and clicked on the town on the map. The Tonigels resisted fiercely here. The person who commanded the attack here was the deputy commander of the previous northern aristocratic coalition, one of the Marquis of Balta. The deputy is also a very famous knight commander in the White Lion Legion. The forces he can control include the defiant Royal Knights, and an aristocratic army of nearly two thousand people, but the Tonigel people stationed here have guarded the town for nearly half an hour without letting the aristocratic commander take the place. ——It is said that the white lion knight formed by the son of the sword saint himself is indeed a well-deserved reputation.

However, he has entrusted the wizard of the Buga to come to support. Although there is no news for the time being, he will surely succeed in one fell swoop soon. After all, there are neither witches nor nasty druids there. After cutting off Mintai Fort’s back path, it was considered a heart disease to him. In any case, this large-scale plan was more than half completed.

But things often backfire.

Just as Duke Goran-Elson put down the map in his hand, an aristocratic knight rushed to him and shouted to him in a panic: “My lord, we have lost contact in the direction of Horta!”

“What’s the matter?” The Duke’s heart jumped suddenly, and the uneasy premonition in his heart seemed to have come true at this moment, and he asked quickly.

“It’s not clear, sir, the first news was that a sword saint belonging to the royal camp appeared in the direction of Horta. It didn’t take long before our communication with that direction was cut off.”

“Juggernaut?”

Golan-Elson silently speculated in his heart that the few sword masters who were loyal to the Corcovado royal family would suddenly appear in this place. It can affect the entire battle, and it will only be the army of the northern nobles that will suffer in the end anyway.

However, to be on the safe side, he still asked: “Have you sent a scout to confirm the situation?”

“It has been dispatched.”

“Which is our army closest to Horta?”

“I don’t know, but it seems that the army from Blackwater Bay captured a village called Emden nearby.”

“Oh, that’s Baron Goldham and his knights.” Duke Goran-Elson nodded: “Let them go to Horta to see, and then draw a cavalry from the third column of the Southern Army. .”

“Understood, my lord.”

Grand Duke Goran-Elson watched his knight leave. He rolled up the map and placed it in the map box on the side. I couldn’t help but sighed, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead. It’s not the first time he has been on the battlefield. In the past half century, Eruin has almost never fought for a day. In the meantime, big and small battles between the Eruins and the undead of Madara were staged on the land of this ancient kingdom every month. For the first time when he was fourteen years old, he followed the old Golan-Elson. The Grand Duke has been on the battlefield together, and he was already a qualified military nobleman when he was sixteen.

He even participated in the second holy war. Although he did not experience the most sinister wars, he has experienced more or less battles. Duke Goran-Elson knew very well in his mind that everything in a war could not be as planned. Only those who had not really commanded a battle would naively think that the war was proceeding step by step according to plan, and who planned it. More comprehensive, who can win.

But the fact is far from the case. For those who are familiar with war, the real war is more like a big adventure to compete for luck. Especially on such a huge battlefield with a depth of more than ten kilometers, the two sides who participated in the battle almost had their eyes blurred. The one who can control the sky and possess the strength of the superior wizard may be slightly better, but the inefficient orders and the army’s response Speed will make the original plan full of errors and omissions.

When it comes to the battlefield, it is not so much who has a more comprehensive plan than who has better luck and makes fewer mistakes. If one party commits an unforgivable low-level mistake in a battle, the balance of war will often be tilted for this reason. And this kind of mistake is often unavoidable. Sometimes the two sides of a war will make multiple repeated mistakes repeatedly, and finally it becomes the decision of the victory of a battle according to Lord Martha’s will.

For the moment, although there are more or less sudden situations on the battlefield, just like what happened in Horta, they are still within an acceptable range. The Buga’s plan is very clever. Except for the part of the southern aristocracy who executes it, all parts of the plan are perfectly reproduced.

Everything is moving in a good direction, but Grand Duke Goran-Elson always feels uneasy and feels that he is missing something. He reopened his eyes a little annoyed, got up from the table, and started walking back and forth on the spot.

He admired the Bugga’s efficient execution-it is said that the White Lion Guard commanded by the descendants of Darus had also shown such a level, but the Duke of Goran-Elson sneered at this. At least in the current battle, the opponent did not show such a level, although their personal tactical skills and strength are indeed far superior to those of Tongji in Eruin.

The difference between the two is so obvious, so where does one’s worry come from?

Grand Duke Goran-Elson didn’t understand this himself. He walked back to the table, picked up the pipe, and seemed to be ready to light a pipe. But under the irritability, he really didn’t have the patience to finish the meticulous work of putting tobacco and lighting a fire, and put the pipe down again.

Then he heard the footsteps outside the tent, and understood that the knight sent out had finally returned.

The Lord Duke finally couldn’t contain the anxiety in his heart. He opened the curtain of the tent and asked eagerly: “What’s wrong, have you figured out what is wrong with Horta’s direction?”

He suddenly shut up.

He saw his knight face pale, holding a deflated helmet in both hands, standing in front of him trembling. The dark helmet looked like a knight’s visor commonly seen in the South, stained with blood stains.

“What’s wrong?”

Grand Duke Goran-Elson’s complexion was calm, and the hazel eyeballs in his sunken eye sockets stared at the helmet.

“My lord… Lord Baron Goldham, he…”

“What’s up with him?”

“Master Baron… he has been martyred, and his knights… This is the news from Buja’s wizards…”

“What’s going on?” Lord Duke suppressed the anger in his tone, and asked in a deep voice, “Aren’t they in the north of Horta? Did they attack without my order?”

The knight’s apple was rolling, and he couldn’t say a word.

“How is Horta?”

“My lord, Horta has been taken back by the Tonigals, and no one escaped. The Tonigals have launched a counterattack, and they have already passed Emden…”

“Gerdam and his men are all cavalry, how could they not escape alone?” Although Duke Goran-Elson was not angry yet, his calm tone was enough to make his knights chill. Cautiously handed over the helmet in his hand, and replied:

“My lord, this is the relic of Lord Godham brought back by the Buga…”

Duke Goran-Elson waved away the knight’s helmet boredly, and the blood-stained helmet fell on the ground and rolled for several laps before stopping.

He finally said angrily: “What am I going to do with this damn thing? By the way, what about the Buga? Didn’t they make it in time?”

The knight almost buried his head on the ground.

“My lord, Buja’s adults have also suffered a loss. They are summoning people to encircle in the direction of the Tonigal people…”

“Very well, how long do they need?”

“this……”

“I knew that these damn guys are simply unreliable,” Duke Goran-Elson turned and walked back to the tent, angrily swept the things on the table to the ground, ding ding dong dong.

“Tell me. What is the size and composition of that Tonigelian army? Where did they get into our encirclement? How many wizards do they have, and where is their offensive direction?”

“My lord…” The knight hesitated: “We haven’t figured out who they are. Some people say that they are the guards of the White Lion Guard originally stationed in Horta, but we don’t know where they came from. Those who invaded our encirclement, they…they don’t seem to have wizards…”

“There is no wizard, this is nonsense!”

Duke Goran-Elson said angrily: “How can they destroy Baron Goldham and his knight attendants without a wizard? How can they make the Bugans suffer such a big loss? Does this army come from? In the direction of Schafflund?”

“My lord, no,” the knight replied immediately: “The direction of Schafflund is still peaceful, our manpower stationed in that direction is not showing any signs of trouble, and we will contact that direction every five minutes.”

“Very well,” Duke Goran-Elson sighed: “Then what about this army, they left Horta and attacked Emden. Where are they going next? It’s Fort Mintai? Or Tegan?”

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