The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 135

In addition to the 6000 people brought by Sauron and Lanno, Orens now has a huge army of 8000 people.

However, there is still a certain gap with the [-] army led by the Duke of Ferrs.

"Does father have any plans?"

Sauron got straight to the point, the battle of Iron Armored City was related to the fate of the western region, and for both sides, failure would mean catastrophe.

If Orens loses, the entire Swain family will be destroyed.

Conversely, if Phils is defeated, the Duke of the Western Territory will also be inherited by Orens, and the entire Western Territory will undergo a reshuffle.

"This is the gauntlet that Phils gave me not long ago!"

Orens nodded slightly, and handed Sauron a letter of war from the Duke of the West Territory, which stated Phils' thoughts on a decisive battle with Orens.

"Wind Breath Plain!"

Sauron looked at the contents of the gauntlet, and a moment of thought flashed in his eyes. According to Phils' thinking, if the two sides want to determine the outcome, they can start a decisive battle in the Wind's Breath Plain.

This is something that Sauron did not expect.

You know, Phils is sitting on an army of [-] and has the Ironclad City as a barrier. If he chooses a defensive posture in the war, then Orens may not have a chance at all.

With the defense of Iron Armored City, plus [-] troops.

Even if Orens has been promoted to a great knight, it is almost impossible to forcibly capture the Iron Armored City.

In other words, Ironclad City is an absolute advantage for Phils.

But now, it is undoubtedly an unwise idea for the opponent to give up this advantage and fight Orens in the Plain of the Wind.

However, this is quite normal.

After all, besides the Iron Armored City, the Duke of Fels also has an absolute advantage in terms of military strength. The Wind's Breath Plain has a wide terrain, and the cavalry in Stormwind City can exert their maximum strength.

"Will Father accept Phils' gauntlet?"

Sauron pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "We don't have any advantage in the confrontation in the Wind's End Plain. The cavalry of Stormwind City are among the best in the Duchy of Taal."

"I know."

Orens rubbed his forehead and sighed, "I don't want to have a decisive battle with Phils so soon, but unfortunately I really have no other choice."

"If I don't accept Phils' gauntlet, with that old fox's personality, I'm afraid I'll have to divide my troops."

"Just five thousand Stormtrooper cavalry can bypass Moon Mountain City and attack Night Crow City!"

Hearing what Orens said, a hint of understanding appeared on Sauron's face.

The storm cavalry under Phils' command has extremely high mobility. If Orens does not accept the opponent's idea of ​​a decisive battle in the Wind's Rest Plain, then Phils will send troops to attack Night Crow City.

Night Crow City, which is not guarded by great knights, is difficult to block the attack of the storm cavalry.

"In this case, there is nothing to do."

Sauron nodded and said, "Although we don't have the advantage in terms of military strength, we should have no problems with morale after going through previous wars."

A smile appeared on Orens' face.

Since returning from the northern border, in less than a month, the Swain family has successively broken through the five cities of Riverrun City, Chishui City, Moon Mountain City, White Valley City, and Red Leaf City.

Including his own Night Crow City, Orens already has six cities.

The news of successive victories raised the morale of the troops under his command, and it was precisely because of this that Orens had the courage to march into the Iron Armored City.

However, the Duke of Ferrs' reaction was also very decisive.

He knew that Orens could not be allowed to continue to develop, so he ordered the cities in the western region to gather troops as quickly as possible, and personally took charge of the Iron Armored City.

"Since we have decided to fight on the Rest of the Wind Plain, does father have a plan?" Sauron asked.

"It's natural."

Orens nodded, turned around and came to the sand table, and said in a deep voice, "The Wind's Breath Plain is wide and suitable for cavalry operations."

"The Principality of Iron Cavalry in Stormwind City is famous, but on our side, there are only two thousand elite cavalry!"

"If you fight head-on, you have no chance at all, so I plan to let those two thousand elite riders go around and attack the south gate of Iron Armored City!"

Sauron frowned, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Of course, I also know that with only 2000 people, it is impossible to capture Iron Armored City."

Orens saw Sauron's expression, chuckled lightly, and explained: "The attack of the two thousand elite cavalry was just a random attack."

"They don't need to capture Ironclad City, they just need to make some noise to distract Phils."

"Will Phils be fooled?"

A trace of complexity flashed in Sauron's eyes. Even if such a simple trick succeeds, it may not be able to truly affect the situation of the battle.

"Success or failure has nothing to do with the overall situation."

A trace of seriousness appeared on Orens's face, his eyes flickered, and he said, "In the battle on the Breath of the Wind Plain, there is only one way for us to win, and that is to create an opportunity!"

"Create a chance for me to duel with Phils!"

"As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, but now there are two great knights in the Western Territory. This is destined to have a battle between me and Phils!"

"Whoever can become the final winner is the real king of the Western Region!"

There was a hint of determination in Orens' tone, and at the same time he expressed his attitude. If he wanted to win this war, he had to defeat Phils.

As long as he can defeat Phils, Orens will be able to take his place.

"alright, I got it."

Seeing that Orens had made up his mind, Sauron didn't continue to persuade him. He sighed in his heart, and then started the strategic deployment according to Orens' plan.

In a blink of an eye, the night passed.

The brilliance of dawn pierced through the clouds, like a sharp sword piercing the earth. On the endless plain, tens of thousands of troops were assembled.

The banner of crows circling, hunting in the wind.

Orens, wearing pitch-black armor, rode his horse and stood at the front, surrounded by three knights, all strong men from the northern border.

"Today's battle, regardless of the outcome, will be recorded in the annals of history!"

Orens was in high spirits. For many years, there had been no new great knights in the western region, and he wanted to break the previous situation today.

On the opposite side, the Western Territory Army is mighty.

A total of [-] soldiers gathered on the plain, but Orens frowned slightly because he didn't see Phils.

"What the hell is this old fox doing?"

Orens narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but fortunately, he also has his own layout and is very confident in his own strength.

Also a great knight, Phils is already old, while Orens is in his prime.

This is the gap between the two!

At the same time, it is also the capital that Orens dared to challenge the authority of Phils. In this world, strength is often the standard by which everything is measured.

The same is true in war, a powerful knight is enough to affect the development of the battle situation.

(End of this chapter)