Quadruple split.

Chapter 598 Procrastination
[A small town passing by at noon? 】

Both Willow and Varez were taken aback. Naturally, it was impossible for the two of them to have no impression of such a thing. Although they didn't care what the town was called or how many people it had, it was a must for this urgent march. They had already analyzed the passage from various angles before, so the two ex-commanders of the [-]-man small army just wondered why the sinner suddenly mentioned that place instead of referring to the place he had just walked through. Tao forgot.

Wait!

Willow, who had a slightly stronger view of the big picture, suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had caught something.

The small towns I passed by...Loyalty to His Majesty...may not be as simple as it appears...

"No way!"

Willow suddenly raised her head to look at the sinner sitting in front of her, with an unbelievable expression.

"No what?"

Varez hadn't reacted yet, seeing that Willow seemed to have some clues, he hurriedly asked, "Xiao Luo, what did you think of?"

"It's what your Excellency said...the rebels have grasped our movements."

Willow held her chin and said with a frown: "Excluding the possibility that the other party sent powerful scouts to this kind of borderland and the possibility that we have ghosts among us, the town where we stopped at noon is very suspicious... Your Excellency Is this what you mean?"

The young criminal shrugged noncommittally, and his tone was as soft and humble as ever: "I just thought of such a possibility. Although it may not be the correct answer, it can at least provide you with an idea. After all, it is a matter of military strategy. You are insiders."

"You're joking, maybe we did have similar thoughts before, but after the two previous battles..."

Willow lowered her head, her ears were a little red, and said in a low voice: "No matter how arrogant we are, we will never feel that we are accomplished in 'military strategy'. This breathtaking lure and strangle, your command is an art."

"Hehe, it's just that I found some examples of the Marshal's battle and studied it for a while."

The sinner smiled, shook his head and said: "In the two battles just now, what I did was to restore the situation to the battle examples I had seen as much as possible, and then followed the scriptures in a similar situation. Of course, memorization is good. Perhaps it can be regarded as a talent, so I accept your compliment, Ms. Willow, without hesitation."

He is not overly modest, nor does he show the slightest pride. Every sentence is so appropriate that people can't help but feel convinced and trustworthy. Although he has the modesty of a nobleman, he does not have even the slightest bit of arrogance. His eyes are also sincere and gentle. This man Really... is there anything to be wary of?

Willow pursed her thin lips lightly, nodded with lowered eyes, and did not continue her compliments. She felt that there would be no lack of praise and praise for the Lord of the Sinners in front of her, so she didn't need her extra affirmation at all.

Although Varez didn't react immediately, he quickly entered the state after Willow figured out the thoughts of the criminal, and frowned: "But... forgive me, Your Excellency, I don't think that The people of the small town had the courage to defy us."

The very self-cultivated young nobleman still had no intention of ignoring Varese's outspoken words, and immediately nodded and said, "Tell me about your understanding."

"Actually, as I said just now, they have no courage."

Varez smiled, shrugged and said: "After all, this is just the border of the Kangda Territory, which borders the direct control area of ​​the royal family, and the people living nearby are not the core citizens of the Kangda Territory. For these people, the biggest The most important thing is to have enough food and sleep well. It is best to have some spare money in your hands to have some fun. Whether it is the royal family or the lord, they are untouchable existences in their eyes. Do you think they are not loyal enough to His Majesty? Wrong, but these people are not very loyal to their lords. Maybe they will choose to remain silent under the threat of us, or leak information under the threat of the rebels, but in the end, it is just to save themselves from the bloody disaster. As for providing intelligence to the rebels at any cost, it seems unrealistic to me."

Obviously, although Varez looks like a rough man, his mind is not rough at all, otherwise it would be impossible to say the justifiable remarks just now, and it is even more impossible to become the confidant of Duke Forsyth.

"I understand your idea."

Mo nodded slightly, and said with a light smile, "What you said is very reasonable, Mr. Varese. In fact, I don't think those simple people will take the initiative to sacrifice everything for the lord who may not see it once in their lifetime, but the problem is... ...what if they are not 'active'?"

Varese stared: "What do you mean?"

"As you said just now, what they care most about is to save themselves from bloodshed."

Mo sighed softly, stood up and smiled wryly: "They dare not take a stand, dare not defy anyone, so even if it is impossible for them to take the initiative to leak information, if the rebels have made arrangements before... things will get worse It's much more complicated, just imagine, we alone have encountered two groups of rebel troops in this border area, and it is at least two days away from the core area of ​​Kangda, so..."

He didn't continue talking, but Willow and Varez were both suffocated, and their faces became cloudy.

"Let's not talk about that hard-to-evaluate Prince..."

Mo shrugged his shoulders to the two people in front of him, and said softly: "The Duke of Wetham must be a very charismatic ruler. His Royal Highness Arthur also thinks highly of him, what a pity."

"Your Mightiness……"

Willow and Varez looked a little confused.

"Let's go."

The sinner in front of him didn't say anything more to the two of them, but walked slowly to the front of the line accompanied by the butler Dawn.

He's always been at the front of the line and has been since the day he started.

"Haha, you're not a nympho, are you?"

Seeing Willow staring at the Lord's back all the time, Varez couldn't help teasing in a low voice: "Don't dream, there is a young man under my command who met the Lord's partner once before, and ended up feeling so sluggish that he didn't want to eat or drink After a few days, tsk tsk, a bunch of youngsters are fascinated just by listening to that guy bragging, you said how beautiful he is."

Willow snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I was just thinking, it would be fine if His Excellency the Duke's original intention was to solicit or observe, instead of treating that Lord of Sinners as a threat."

Varez raised his eyebrows: "How?"

"I don't know what to say..."

However, Willow sighed, and said in a low voice: "I just know that I absolutely don't want to be an enemy of that Lord Sinner, although he never made me feel even the slightest bit of danger, but that person has a kind of personality that makes people think about it." The temperament to follow regardless of everything is like... as if just a back view can make people boil, and they can't help but want to follow in his footsteps."

Varez laughed: "You still say you are not a nympho?"

"Don't worry, I'm just like you. I'm willing to be an enemy of anyone for the Duke, and I can sacrifice my life at any time." Willow twitched the corners of her mouth and spread her hands: "But in terms of 'loyalty', crimes It is my freedom not to be a nympho, and to be a nympho to anyone.”

"Tsk tsk, why don't I apply to the Duke for you, and I will send you to be a servant girl for Your Excellency, so that you can be a nympho, and you can monitor him closely, killing two birds with one stone. If something happens in the process What, then you still earn."

"Well, please excuse me."

"Clam!?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bring everyone to follow! I've had a bad feeling since just now..."

……

Game time PM16:20
After a bad premonition, when the team left the forest area and arrived at the nearest population gathering place, they suddenly ran into an ambush by the rebels.

It was a small village with a population of less than [-], and the folk customs were very simple. The locals invited everyone in to rest with great enthusiasm, and then rushed out from all directions with a large number of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks. The fierce man slashed over screaming, and a large number of elements in the distance turned into flames, thunder, and frost were driven by magic power, and more than [-] heads were taken away in the blink of an eye.

Although the Guilty responded immediately, commanding everyone to break through with all their strength, and then operated a wonderful counterattack by virtue of the temporarily established terrain advantage to defeat the attackers, but this time the team suffered some losses. It's getting bigger, besides nearly a hundred people died in battle, there are more than forty people seriously injured. With the limited number of clergy and pharmacists, if there is no good recuperation environment, it is very likely that they will not be able to survive even one night.

Without the slightest hesitation, after temporarily getting out of the dangerous situation, the sinner did not leave much time for everyone to rest, but after a short rest, he led the rest of the team to conduct irregular high-speed maneuvers, and he used the role of scout Enlarged to the extreme, Akiva and the others were turned into strands of silent tentacles that circled around the large army like threads, and quickly disassembled and integrated the information sensed by these 'tentacles', and then made a set of tentacles. The series of precise and precise mobilization, in the process, even split the less than [-] people around into several teams several times, and carried out a series of operations such as transfer, reorganization, splitting, detours, and reorganization according to different routes.

These seemingly meaningless orders did not arouse the slightest controversy. On the one hand, the Guilty had already proved his strength in the previous three battles, and on the other hand, everyone could vaguely feel that the surrounding area was full of threats. Although they had never encountered the enemy head-on since defeating the rebels, everyone in the team did not feel safe.

[If it weren't for the arrangement of Your Excellency, we might have been picked up by the rebels and killed. 】

Although there is no basis, the thoughts in everyone's minds are surprisingly consistent.

"How many people did they send? If this continues, let alone reach the designated location, whether we can survive the encirclement or suppression is a question..."

When the troops dispersed by Mo assembled for the third time, Willow gritted her teeth and complained. Although she didn't meet half an enemy along the way, everyone seemed exhausted under such frequent dispatches. The high-level professionals in the middle class were better, but the others gradually began to be overwhelmed. In addition, this unexpected situation made everyone very uneasy, and the morale of the entire team had begun to decline irreversibly.

Varez next to him also nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This can't go on anymore, Your Excellency, everyone needs to rest now, can you find a relatively safe place around here? If you can't let everyone go before nightfall If we camp and rest, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to continue."

As Willow said before, without knowing it, the culprit has become the backbone of everyone. Leaving aside other fighters, even Varez subconsciously began to seek solutions from the latter.

But the other party's answer made him a little disappointed...

"There is no such thing as relative safety."

Mo shook his head lightly, drew out his long sword with his backhand and swiped it quickly on the ground a few times, and said with a wry smile: "Because we are afraid of being dragged by the other party, so we don't know how many people the rebels have arranged at the border until now, but according to I guess it will never be less than [-]. Although the quality is uneven, it is not the amount we can swallow head-on, and they have now clearly learned that we are here. As long as the command is proper, unless it is like before Keep maneuvering like that, otherwise we only need to stay in place for a while, and we will be checked out in an hour at most."

"Damn!"

Vares cursed angrily, and said angrily: "Are they crazy? What's the use of destroying our small group of people here? The elite led by His Royal Highness and the Duke will be able to break through the border direction at the latest tomorrow. They have sent so many people here, what about the core area of ​​the territory?!"

"So they should have a back-up that we didn't expect."

Mo smiled, and his tepid voice seemed to have magical powers, calming down the restless Varez: "According to normal principles, the most sensible choice for the rebels should be to completely abandon the border and move the main The war zone was moved to the core of the territory. In this way, they will at least have an absolute advantage in terms of logistical supplies, and they can also cooperate with the most loyal citizens to gradually nibble away at our lone army. At the border, I think not only us, but His Highness and Duke Forsyth must have equal or more rebels."

Willow shook her head vigorously: "It doesn't make sense, as you said, they..."

"Even if they do what I said, they can't win this war. At best, they will cause us some losses." Mo Wen interrupted Willow softly, and said softly: "Even if you analyze it from the most objective point of view, the royal family It is impossible to lose, and the people in the Kangda collar will not be unclear about this, and since they did not fight in a way that can deal us the greatest blow, will this move..."

"Could it be anything?"

"Could it be delaying time? Time to buy them a chance to win?"

"Delaying time? Impossible, as you said just now, their strength is comparable to that of the royal family..."

"That's right, 'they' are indeed no match for the royal family, but..."

Sin Jue retracted the long sword into its sheath casually, raised his head and stared at the two people in front of him...

"It's not necessarily the case for others, such as our good neighbor, the lion who has been spying on the empire for a long time... the Griffin dynasty."

Chapter five hundred and ninety fifth: The end

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