Warhammer Throne

Chapter 996, fellow, open the door! (Second request to subscribe to duck!)

One day in late March, Duke Winford and Francois, the peak powerhouse of the Holy Land, got up early in the morning.

The heavy snow outside the tent made Francois feel very upset. The old man of Ryan thought that there was not only some regrets about the way he rushed the army into the action. François, who was used to fighting in Brittania, was really unpredictable. When we encounter such strange weather, the first is the sudden warming, the ground melting becomes extremely muddy, and the logistics become intermittent.

Then there was a sudden cooling and large sleet. The severe cold and extremely harsh environment caused the Southern Briton Army, which was used to the warm and humid environment, to have a very serious soil and water disobedience. Some people were sick and some people opened small Poor, many soldiers would rather sit around the fire for a whole day than move.

The logistics were too late to arrive, and the lack of judgment on the cold led to the army’s failure to prepare spirits to keep it cold. Francois found himself in a dilemma. Although his army had not completely lost its combat effectiveness, its morale was depressed and its fighting spirit was low. .

After getting up to wash and wash his face a little, Francois ate something casually. He patrolled the camp a little bit, his eyebrows always locked.

The army is stationed in the forest, the soldiers are gathered in groups of three to roast fire, the knights are gorging on, and many people are arranging horse feed for the war horses and pack horses. François frowned after a little observation. Not good enough, which makes the warhorse lose weight.

Of course, Francois still has a very strong prestige. Everyone also knows his strength, glorious deeds and his identity as His Majesty Laine. When he saw him appear, everyone said hello: "My Duke, good morning!"

"Lady is on, a new day begins."

"Your Excellency! I wish you a good day."

"Hehehe~" François gracefully touched his long goatee, he smiled at a group of soldiers huddled together to heat the fire: "Soldiers, how is the food?"

"Okay."

"improvise."

"Not very good, my Duke." The free soldiers also replied casually. François and Suria had no problem with these free men, and they were willing to contact ordinary soldiers and talk to them.

"It will be all right, there will be bread, and there will be milk." Francois learned a sentence from Ryan to deal with these soldiers, and then the old Duke asked again: "Is it still warm at night? ?"

This was relatively unanimously replied by everyone, and thanks to Beria’s advice and intelligence, the Breton army had prepared a very warm double-layer winter coat. Although the soldiers were cold, they were also frostbitten. , But basically there is no case of freezing to death.

The army still maintains discipline, and the knighthood is still playing a role.

But Francois couldn’t laugh, the expression on his face became serious as soon as the old prince turned around, and he said to the attendant beside him, “Where is Gerrod? Find him soon. There is Xie Miao...what is coming."

"Xie Miao Alexandrovich Rumyantsev." The attendant added that the Mrs. Kisler was an officer of the front wing cavalry squadron near Olengrad, fled into the Oster lead, and After surviving the battle of Wolfenburg, the Britons who heard the chivalry were willing to continue to recover Kislov. Although there are still some doubts, many Mrs. Kisler actively joined the Knights’ Kingdom. Team, Xie Miao Alexandrovich Rumyantsev volunteered as a guide for the second army of Francois.

"Oh yes, Rumyantsev, Kislov's name is really hard to remember." Francois nodded.

The old prince was not planning to march anymore. He returned to the big tent and looked at the map, his face sad.

Francois knew that he was a little aggressive, but as a knight commander who had seen much in battle, he was famous for defeating the great holy grail of the undead wizard Heinrich-Kemler twice, Francois. How could it be a military fool.

He has his own reasons for this choice.

The first is that he is indeed a little eager to prove himself. As a reserve team, he and his army missed several epic victories, including the Battle of the Painful Swamp, the Great Battle of the Three Kings and the subsequent Battle of Herzig, Wolfen War, which made François realize that he was a little bit masked by the "post wave", so he was anxious to fight a victory so that everyone knew he was not the one who fought the war to get credit.

The second is that after some aggressiveness, François also thought about whether to stop a bit to wait for reinforcements and logistics, but the military sent quickly to him one by one. The first army of Raun on the west side was in Lowitz Castle. Several Noska gangs were defeated nearby, and the Third Army of Birchmond, on his east side, also defeated a stagnant army on the ruins of Kaganov’s town.

In other words, Francois's wings were very safe, which gave the old man enough confidence to continue to march, and made him more urgent to win the battle.

However, Lao Zhangren finally underestimated the extreme weather in Kislov, and the power of Field Marshal Winter made his army, which was too long a supply line, suffer.

"Never attack Kislov in the winter."

-Summary of the Empire and Mrs. Keesler after hundreds of years of territorial war before the great jihad.

Now Francois finds himself in a dilemma, and his prestige is impaired. It seems that he has no achievements in this expedition, and the progress is difficult, even in danger of annihilation.

Lao Zhangren looked at the map and thought for a long time, and he was crazy about any possible direction.

After thinking for a while, Gerrod finally came in from the outside. Snow fell on the shoulders and cloaks, helmets, and robes of Winford’s paladins. He took off the helmet and covered his face with wind and frost: "Duke, the situation is not good!"

"I'll ask someone to call you, why are you here now?" Francois turned a little displeasedly. Suria's long blond hair was obviously inherited from Francois, the deep sea blue eyes of the old man. The middle is full of wisdom: "What happened?"

"It's an epidemic, my prince, the disease has spread in the army, some people have a cold, some people have a fever and fever, and some people have typhoid and measles, and the fear spreads in the army." Gerrod said anxiously: "We Measures must be taken immediately."

"Isolate all the sick people first, **** it!" Lao Zhang slapped the table with popularity.

Gerald was ordered to leave, and Francois endured his anger, trying not to let his anger vent to the attendants and others. He reached out to take a bottle of wine from the suitcase, but found that the wine had already frozen, mouth There was a scolding of the lady, and she had to find another suitcase.

There is a special offer of "grey goose" vodka sent by Beria. The white liquid in the glass bottle is crystal clear, and a sip of liqueur falls, such as the flame bursting in the chest. The feeling of flame burning makes Francois much better. Old The Duke immediately ordered the large amount of vodka prepared by Beria to be distributed to the soldiers and knights to keep out the cold.

After a while, Francois was still thinking about when the patrols could bring back the news. A Mrs. Kessler was brought into the tent. He was sturdy, with a beard and a head. Wearing a dog fur hat, wearing a thick double-layer winter coat: "My Duke!"

"Ru... Rumyantsev?" Francois thought of the man's name for a moment, and the Duke said concisely: "I won't say more than that. In short, we are in trouble."

"Yes, my Duke." The front wing cavalry officer bowed: "And I am coming to solve the problem."

"You have the ability to solve our current problem?!" Francois turned around immediately, even if he was as calm as Francois, he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the news: "Really?"

"I may not be able to solve all problems, but I found our Kislov contact mark in a hidden camp deep in the forest." The front wing cavalry officer said respectfully: "There is also Kislov in the forest. Survivors, they hid and formed several very hidden camps, maybe they can help us."

"What helped us?" Francois asked.

"They have wise daughters who can help us solve the threat of the disease, and they also have some excellent scouts and hunters that can help us move better in the forest. Maybe they have some supplies to unlock our "It's urgent." Rumyantsev said sincerely: "My Duke, it is not so easy to solve the threat of chaos, we must unite."

Wise daughter?

Francois thought for a moment and quickly made a decision.

"Purchase two shipments! Bring enough gold coins, I will personally ask for their help!"

Two hours later, in the snow-covered coniferous forest, more than two dozen knights of the Quinaris Champions Cavaliers, led by Francois, came to the depths of an almost impassable jungle. .

And behind the twenty or so knights, there were two big carts with gifts.

The atmosphere was very quiet, only the sound of heavy snow falling under the sky, the wind blew through the coniferous forest, and a strange cry came out. The knights were very nervous, and many people reached for the sword handle.

The guide Rumyantsev carefully recognized a few engraved marks in a hidden location, and after confirming again and again, he shouted in one direction.

"Привет!"

No one responded.

Rumyantsev thought about it, and then shouted: "Здравствуйте?"

For a long time, an archer wearing a white full-body robe finally appeared from a snow field: "Ктотытакой?"

Rumyantsev spoke back and forth with the archer.

Finally, the archer's "Hala Hugh" ended, so more archers appeared in the woodland.

The hidden camp door appeared, and the two musketeers took the gun and pointed at the group of people.

"Fellow, open the door! We are the Breton army! Come to recover the occupied area and expel the chaotic army!" François first expressed his friendliness, and the old man said: "Do not take your stitches, I'm sending you gifts!"

"Bretanians?!" These Mrs. Keesler looked at each other in doubt, or slowly lowered the bow and arrow in their hands. These people still heard about the Bretons. If it was an empire When people come, they must let the other party get out of it, but the Knight Kingdom has always regarded itself as chivalrous and virtuous. They may really do this.

"Don't you remember our assistance to Olengrad?" François then shouted: "We are here to help you recover the territory from the hands of chaos, but we are in trouble and need you Can help us in?"

"I revelation in the name of Esun, they are all true ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Brittany really want to help us recover our land!" Rumyantsev also said: " I guarantee my life and as the captain of the front wing cavalry!"

The people in the forest camp discussed for a while, and finally the door was opened.

François and his entourage entered the camp under the surveillance of several Xhosa warriors and a group of Kislev militias. There were about two or three hundred people in the camp. They obviously lacked adequate clothing and nutrition, but their will remained tenacious.

A nobleman of Kislov appeared in front of everyone in François. He was obviously a priest of the bear **** Esun, with wide forehead, peas eyes, big nose, thin lips, a very serious expression and a tough attitude, in his hands Holding a battle axe, riding a giant bear.

"Hello, the Holy Grail from Brittania, I am Vladimir, Vladimir-Vladimirovich, a priest of Esun, former parliamentarian of Olenglad Duma and former Olun The first deputy mayor of Grad, now the leader of this camp."

"What's your job?"

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(End of this chapter)