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Chapter 512 The long-lost victory (two in one)

The plan was straightforward and simple. Philip only needed to lead his troops to lure an army of dwarves that was too deep to a place called Nado River. The terrain there was composed of hills and plains, and there were slopes suitable for cavalry assault. It is a blind spot suitable for ambush. Once the main force of the dwarf army is lured there, it will be a battle of encirclement and annihilation.

But wars are often like that. Straightforward and simple plans are often the most difficult to implement. It is too much a test of people's courage, perseverance, and ability to adapt.

Philip swears with Skadi's crown before going out to battle. In the mythical belief about Skadi, believers often swear with different parts of Skadi to distinguish the level and importance of the oath. The noble oath is sworn on Skadi's crown, while the humblest oath is sworn on Skadi's ankle. This tradition is related to the first northern kingdom established under Skadi's guidance, and that The founding king of the kingdom was Baird's friend. After winning the heavenly gem for Baird, the latter obeyed Skadi's will and established the ancient kingdom in the north.

Making such an important oath means that Philip's mission must only succeed and not fail. However, his brother Wessette was worried when traveling. He was worried about whether the trip would succeed and whether Philip would come back alive. .

So, in front of Wesset, Philip made an oath on Skadi's shoulders. He kissed his brother on the horse's cheek, then raised the flag and waved goodbye to the latter. More than 100 cavalrymen and more than 1000 cavalrymen The infantry set off in a mighty manner.

According to the intelligence from the front line and the divination of the priests, the Golans were eyeing a second dwarf army that was marching swiftly and looting everywhere. The scarcity of giant troops also means that they are very likely to be rejoicing and eager to establish more results.

The process of the battle was not complicated. The Second Dwarf Legion targeted a commercial town. They sent troops to attack. It was expected that they would be able to break through the city wall in three days. After a fierce street battle with the defenders in the town, they would completely loot the place. , burned to the ground.

The dwarf infantry fought hard with the city defenders. Even if the latter tried their best, they could not resist the locust-like dwarf infantry and the tall armored giants.

At this critical moment, the flag of Philip's army suddenly appeared on the battlefield. The second dwarf army initially retreated because it was reinforcements, and the dwarves climbed down the city wall with their shields.

But soon, a flag officer of the Second Dwarf Legion discovered that the number of this support army was not large. When he reported it to the head of the legion, the latter made a judgment that he regretted for the rest of his life.

"Cunning humans, these humans are just pretending to be powerful under the banner of reinforcements!"

The head of the legion judged that Philip's army was not a real reinforcement, but a small-scale army that pretended to be a tiger, and then he ordered the whole army to fight with it.

Once engaged in the battle, as expected, as he expected, the number of the so-called reinforcements was too small, no more than 1000 people, it was difficult to form an effective combat force, and gradually began to retreat in a short period of time.

Arrows flew together on the battlefield, and the second dwarf army suppressed the retreating Philip army with powerful bows and crossbows. At this time, the army leader faced another choice, whether to continue chasing and fleeing, or turn around and attack the city?

The first thought of the legion leader was to turn around and attack the city. After all, the chances of the support army escaping successfully are not small, and it is easy to miss. It is more practical to take down the commercial town in front of him, but soon, the sudden change on the battlefield dispelled him. idea.

"Philip Centurion is down! He has been hit by an arrow!"

There was a hasty and flustered cry from the humans. It was not a deliberate pretense, but that Philip was really hit by an arrow. A crossbow arrow accurately pierced his cheek, exposing his flesh and blood.

The head of the legion also noticed that Philip's army had begun to panic. The dwarves who were used to winning did not realize that they might encounter traps if they chased and fled. The troop of giants began to derail.

Due to the disorganized formation of Philip's army and the injury of the main general, considering that his side has an absolute advantage in numbers, the head of the dwarf army judged that the Golans were defeated and fled, and did not take too many precautions.

But Philip gritted his teeth and persisted. He tried to sit firmly on the saddle and commanded the Golans to be defeated along the way. They reorganized their formation with extremely amazing perseverance and led the dwarves to the Nado River step by step.

After that, with the sound of the horn, the cavalry who had been ready turned over the slope and charged at the dwarf with their spears.

The Second Dwarf Army was caught off guard, and those who were beaten were turned on their backs. They suffered heavy losses in the first round of the massive charge, and then the cavalry broke away from the battle, and the Golan infantry kept up with the charge under the cover of arrows. In this way, In just one afternoon, the Second Dwarf Army was completely defeated. Nearly 1000 people were killed on the spot, 2000 were captured, and only more than 1000 people were able to escape.

After the Golans won, they took advantage of the victory and swept away the giant troops that had derailed from the legion. Before the giants received the news of the defeat of the former army, they were flanked by the Golan knights and were beaten to pieces.

The defeated army had no time to take away any siege equipment. They were captured as spoils of war and used to strengthen the defense of the royal city of Nolang.

Undoubtedly, this victory was a big one, and it went well beyond the expectations of all the officers. They shouted in unison, and their morale was greatly boosted. Under the haze of the dwarves sweeping the cities of the Kingdom of Golan, this battle was enough to inspire everyone. Desperate mind.

The only problem is that there will always be casualties when luring the enemy, but it is more or less a problem, and the leader of this army of luring the enemy, Philip, is injured, and he is still seriously injured and cannot continue to fight.

That crossbow arrow pierced Philip's cheek, tearing off an unknown amount of flesh and blood. After witnessing the dwarf's defeat, the stubborn earl's son couldn't hold on any longer and fell off the horse, completely passed out.

That night, his wound became inflamed, and his whole body started to have a severe fever. Maxwell urgently summoned priests who could use ancient sayings to help him heal his wound. Although his life was not in danger, Philip had no chance for the next battle .

"Don't worry, Philip, we will win."

Holding his unconscious son's hand tightly, Maxwell promised.

After waiting for his son for a while, Maxwell hurriedly returned to the conference hall. This victory is certainly inspiring, but the current dangerous situation in the Golan Kingdom cannot be reversed with just one victory.

They must seize the remaining time, otherwise they will regret it for the rest of their lives.

"Immediately send envoys to the countries as quickly as possible to convey the news of victory. It is a little bit of reinforcements."

Maxwell ordered in a quick voice,

"Intensify publicity efforts and tell the people what kind of victory we have won."

An officer named Lelovich said:
"We defeated the entire dwarf army, and it was a big victory."

Maxwell glanced at him and said coldly:
"No, we not only defeated one legion, we defeated three legions, and the gods performed a miracle, Skadi suddenly blew a strong wind, shaking the hearts of the dwarves."

Lelovich hesitated for a while, but was soon scolded by Maxwell,

"Hurry up! The more exaggerated the better!"

Under the scolding, Lelovich did not dare to neglect, he immediately went to write the manuscript, announcing this hard-won victory to the Golans.

Maxwell sat on the main seat of the conference hall. Usually, only the king is qualified to sit in this position, but this is different from the past. In the entire kingdom, only Maxwell is worthy of it.

"What should we do next? Repeat our victory?"

The eldest son Wessett asked at this moment.

Maxwell nodded subconsciously, but quickly shook his head,

"The same method... may not work anymore. Next, the dwarf king will be more cautious. He is likely to gather his troops and no longer let any legion go deep alone.

We can try to reproduce it, but we can’t bet all our hopes here. "

A legion commander heard the words and asked:

"Lord Regent, where should we bet?"

Maxwell did not answer directly, he asked instead:
"What is your suggestion, Baron?"

"Retreat to the Sloka Fortress area, leaving an empty royal city for the dwarves to delay the dwarves' progress. During this period, we continued to win small-scale victories until our allies intervened."

The legion commander made a rational judgment.

In the face of the overwhelming force of the dwarves, this was undoubtedly the safest decision.

Maxwell decisively rejected this plan.

"We can't lose Nolang. In the entire kingdom, the people of Nolang have the strongest will to resist. Now we want them to leave their homes? No, if we do that, we will lose their trust. We can't bear this kind of loss, and the gods can't bear it." They will spurn our cowardice."

Maxwell's many years of military experience gave him great insight. Now, nearly half of the main army of the Kingdom of Golan are residents of the royal city of Nolang. They will not retreat because their home is at their feet. Maxwell made them abandon their homes, and the demoralization was trivial, but more serious, it might lead to surrender or mutiny.

"Then, my lord regent, what do you mean..."

The legion commander asked involuntarily, feeling nervous.

This kind of major event related to the rise and fall of the kingdom, no matter who it is, would be sweating.

Maxwell stood up, pointing to the map of the royal city and its surroundings in front of him, and explained the plan that he had been thinking about for a long time,

"My idea is not complicated. We need a decisive battle, not a battle of attrition relying on the defense of the city, but a decisive battle on the plain, so that we humans can give full play to our greatest advantages.

We are now deploying defenses at the East Frava River in the middle to block the vanguard of the dwarves. When the time is right, the Golan army here will retreat and give way to the line of defense, and then retreat all the way to the boot fortress and continue to block until the town of Larsen. Here, we stop the advance of the dwarves at all costs, we must withstand their attack, and we cannot let them advance eastward.

Then, the head of the Herodotus Army led his Sixth Army to garrison the Horsehead Fortress to prevent the dwarves from attacking in a roundabout way, and the rest is here, in front of Nolan, on the west side of the battlefield, here I will lead the army personally, Assault on the weak points of the dwarves, believe me, with their deployment, there must be a weak point here.

In the end, we cooperate with each other, and I will outflank and cooperate with you to defeat Karrond's army. "

Maxwell explained his tactics very clearly, without worrying about doubts or opposition from the legion commander. In today's situation, mutual trust is the most important thing.

The legion commander hesitated for a while. Maxwell's tactics were full of inferences. For example, how could he be sure that the dwarves would not make a big circle and attack Nolan from another direction of the battlefield? How could he be sure that they would really succeed? Stopping the attack of the dwarves on the East Frava River, how can we be sure that we can hold on to the town of Larsen, and Maxwell vowed that the dwarves will definitely have a weak point... All these are combined, and the whole plan is really too much. Take a risk.

"With all due respect, this plan is too risky."

The Chief Centurion spoke up.

"I agree with this idea. If you rely on the city wall or fight in street fighting, your chances of winning will be even greater."

The legion commander also spoke.

"On the contrary, I think this plan is feasible, and I trust the judgment of the Regent."

Another legion commander said.

There was endless debate in the conference hall. Everyone present put forward their own ideas, but none of them were unanimously recognized by Maxwell and others. Under such circumstances, Maxwell used great courage to reject the idea. They finalized their plans through public discussion, and even if everyone had different objections, they had to continue deliberating within this framework.

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The defeat of the Second Dwarf Legion alarmed Kraft VI, and the king realized through his eyes that some kind of change seemed to be taking place in the Golan.

"Since Hudson was captured, they have not been united, they have almost fought independently, and now they can organize a wonderful ambush... Herries, our enemy has organized."

Kraft VI expressed emotion.

And this king, who had always been wise, also revised the original plan at an extremely fast speed.

Now that the enemy has organized and launched an effective counterattack, the dwarves can no longer be as loose as before. The various legions must gather together and lean on each other, and no longer waste time looting along the road, but point directly at Golan. King City, defeat the enemy in time to avoid long nights and dreams.

Under the command of Kaf VI, the dwarves quickly took action. The major legions changed their previous scattered posture and began to gather again. They set off towards the capital of Golan at the fastest speed.

In the year 317 of the Kaolli calendar, on December [-], the third and fifth dwarf legions arrived in front of the East Flawa River, which was less than fifty kingdoms away from the royal city of Nolang.

(End of this chapter)