A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The author has something to say: 　　Sorry, the reason why the previous ten chapters were revised is because the name of the slave general was accidentally written incorrectly.

So I had to modify it all

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I don’t want to, I don’t want to go to work...

The rain was still raining, soaking the entire world and the moat. The moat surrounding the king city was originally lowered by the gastard's water cutoff. At this moment, the heavy rain fell again, but the water surface became more muddy.

In the room, Huimos stood by the window, and the dripping raindrops flew in with the wind, falling on his dark hair.

He held out his hand, and the rain quickly wet his hand.

Although the hand is soaked, it doesn't feel cold, and the rain even brings a little warmth.

"It's spring."

A veteran general in armor stood on one side, expressing such emotions.

Aaron Landis's winter is always short, and it will pass in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, spring has returned to the earth with the warm spring rain.

The veteran looked at the spring rain drifting outside the window and was a little lost for a while.

It wasn't until Huimos turned around and cast his gaze, he smiled and laughed at himself.

"Sorry, Your Royal Highness, when you are old, it is easy to hurt the spring and the sad...Ah..."

The veteran sighed so.

He was Novi, the horseman who stayed in the king city, and he followed the king to fight in the battlefield when he was young. After the king died, he followed King Camos and then was promoted to a horseman and commanded the third army.

I thought that in my later years, I would be able to retreat peacefully and steadily, hand over the position of commander of the Third Army to the young people, and quietly nurture the days, who knows...

That battle.

That fiasco.

The faith of the Aaron Landis fell.

Let all Aaron Landis people be unforgettable and painless.

...

Facing the approaching Gasdard, Novi had no time for sorrow. He knew that only by desperately defending the king city could King Camos be in the spirit of heaven.

He was already prepared to coexist with the Wangcheng.

During these more than ten days, under the fierce attack of the army of Gasdard, the king city was stormy and the people were panic-stricken.

Fortunately, under the leadership of Prince Huimus, they finally carried it tenaciously.

However, although the city was firmly held, the atmosphere in the city was extremely depressed.

Wang Cheng seemed to be covered in a long night, indulging in darkness.

Everyone can't wait for reinforcements, can't see hope, they all feel that this is just a lingering pant, saying that when the king city will be broken, Aaron Landis will die, and they will all fall into the hands of the brutal Gasdad.

In this repressive atmosphere, suddenly, a news came from the city of Judas in the west.

It caused the dull Wangcheng to boil all at once.

The crown prince recaptured the city of Rudas and will soon lead a large number of reinforcements to the royal city!

They have hope!

All of a sudden, everyone cheered, and the morale of the soldiers who defended the city was soaring. Even the subsequent attacks of the Gstaad did not bring down their morale.

Even the veteran Novi, who was already exhausted because of his age, felt that the whole person was full of energy.

As long as Prince Wang leads the army-

Veteran Novi stared at the rain curtain outside the window, a fierce light flashed through his eyes.

He must be the first to kill!

Together with the crown prince's army, he fought against both sides of the Gasdad's army, and returned all the anger and anger that the Gasdad people have suffered these days!

At this moment, a rapid footstep sounded outside, from far and near.

The door was pushed open, and the brown-haired Samash priest's boots stepped on the wooden floor and made a heavy noise, and hurried in.

At this moment, Xie Muer is also a piece of armor. Although that piece of armor was wiped brightly by the cleaner, he inevitably left some blood marks.

Not only him, but the powerful Sharmash priest regiments themselves took off the priest's suit and replaced them with hard armor when they went to the battlefield.

During this period, the Sharmash priest battle group led by Xie Muer stayed on the city wall every day.

They adhered to their faith in Samash, and their spirit was very firm. All priests would never leave the wall half a step unless they died in battle or the enemy retreated.

Xie Muer hurried in, frowning tightly, looking at Huimus.

He said: "His Royal Highness, there is something wrong with the Gasdard."

"what happened?"

"They seem to be retreating!"

When Xie Muer said this, Novi was stunned and everyone was surprised.

Heimus froze for a moment, followed by a thoughtful look, and quickly walked out.

The other people in the room naturally followed, coming out from the door.

A group of people hurried up the wall.

The wall was noisy at the moment, and the soldiers who had guarded the wall in the past couldn't help but whispered and talked to each other, looking at the distance with a look of surprise and surprise on his face.

Heimos and Novi and others looked at the city from afar.

I saw that in the drizzle, the huge camp in the distance was shrinking and disappearing. The Gastads are in camp, and some of the troops have even left and left the camp.

"Their commander, the Prince Tyre is quite decisive."

Novi shook his head and said, "I know that I can't attack the city, so if the stalemate will be hit by two sides, I will give up the siege decisively."

His face was unwilling, and his eyes were full of regret.

"It's just a pity that I can't personally kill the prince of Gasdard to avenge my king."

The veteran sighed in sigh.

Wang Cheng guarded, this result has been very good.

He was too greedy.

Now, they just have to wait quietly for Prince Garland to return to the royal city.

After investigating the movement of the Gasdade army, in order to avoid this is the other party's tricks, everyone strengthened the guard against the city wall and monitored the movement of the Gasdade who left the camp.

Then they returned to the court of the royal palace.

"What are they going to do next?"

Xie Muer sat frowning and said, wiping his wet hair with a towel.

"I don't think they will easily withdraw from Aaron Landis."

"But they have limited grain and grass, maybe they are going to go back and meet the crown prince's army first?"

The head of the royal knights guessed.

The veteran Novi shook his head: "If you change to me, the top priority is to raise grain and grass. I think they are likely to attack other large cities with grain and grass..."

Just as everyone was discussing where the Gastads were going, Hyemos, who had been pondering, suddenly spoke.

"No, the direction of their march is not like looking back."

He says,

"Perhaps, they are..."

Just this time, a bodyguard who passed the news hurried in and knelt down in front of Huimus.

"His Royal Highness, the army of Gasdard bypasses the royal city! Going east!"

"what--?"

"Go around?"

Everyone was stunned.

"East? What do they do in the East?"

Heimos stood there, with his black forehead froze because of the light rain on the city wall, and a thin layer of wetness, and now a little cold water glowed.

The golden-red eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flickered in it.

He said: "In the East, the army of Iss is still hoarding on the eastern border, and only the Fourth Army is there."

Veteran Novi stood up suddenly.

"No! The Gasdard intends to bypass us and join forces with the army of Is!"

The Fourth Army’s strength is less than that of the Iraqi Army. It is because of the strong fortresses and walls repaired on the eastern border and the advantage of high terrain to block the attack of the Iraqi Army. If the Gasdad attacked from the rear, the fourth legion that lost its geographical position and lacked troops would be destroyed by the pinch of both Is and Gasdad!

auzw.com And the Fourth Army has been guarding the eastern border all the year round, and there are naturally a lot of food and grass hoarded. As long as the Gstaad defeats them, there is no longer any worry about food and grass.

"Send the letter immediately! Let the Fourth Army be on alert!"

"Ma uploaded a letter to His Royal Highness Prince Wang! Please speed him up to the east!"

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In the drizzling rain, a huge army was marching along the avenue towards the southwestern city of Wang.

Seen from this side, the crowd is full of people, and the spacious road is packed, and the long army can't see the end at a glance.

The flags that symbolize the different patterns of the various families were raised high in different armies, and at the forefront of the army, the lion flag with a red flame and a gold pattern flying in the rain seemed to lead the people forward.

A black eagle spreading its wings circling in the rain, it looked down at the black crowd on the ground, and occasionally made a long cry.

"His Royal Highness, news came from the King City."

Kareny said solemnly, "The Gasdard gave up attacking the royal city and bypassed the royal city and went directly east. It seems that he intends to join forces with the Iss to defeat the Fourth Army."

He said, "We must speed up the march and go directly to the east to rescue the Fourth Army."

Garland rode on his horse, and his blond hair, slightly dampened by drizzle, was scattered on his shoulders, even in the rain, as if there was a little glimmer of light.

He lowered his eyes and seemed to ponder.

Then he looked up and looked east.

In that direction, the Army of Gasdade bypassing the royal city was rushing towards the Fourth Army.

"Please order immediately, let the army turn and rush to the east."

Kareny said.

...

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The retreat of the Gasdade army made the royal city full of joy, and the people were ecstatic.

The dark clouds over the head finally dissipated, and there was no need to listen to the fighting and screams from the city walls every day.

If it is not the Wangcheng that is strictly controlled and no one is allowed to move, the people can’t wait to give up celebrating.

However, what is completely opposite to the relaxed and joyful atmosphere in the royal city is the heavyness in the palace of the royal palace.

Unlike the people who only know that the king city is safe, the generals here know that Aaron Landis is still in crisis and he is thinking hard.

Wang Cheng had no extra troops to pursue, and he only hoped that Prince Wang’s army would rush to the East to rescue the Fourth Army in time, or that the Fourth Army could support it for a period of time.

"As long as the Fourth Army is supported for a period of time, the army of His Highness Garland can arrive."

Novi said in a deep voice, "As long as it can hold..."

He looked at Huimus.

"His Royal Highness, should we send a letter to His Highness as soon as possible?"

For some reason, Huimos has been silent for a while.

He sat on a dark wooden chair, his head down, his thin lips tight. Fine black hair was scattered in the corners of his sharp eyes, as if a cold light covered his eyes.

He raised his eyes and slowly swept across the crowd.

He said, "What if their goal is not East?"

"what?"

"Don't they go east?"

That beautiful face looked at the crowd expressionlessly at the moment.

"If that Tyre was playing the trick of slamming the east... looking like he was heading east, and suddenly turned to the north during his march, what should he do?"

"This……"

"I have just received the news."

Huimus's eyes were cold.

"Gasdad has changed the direction of the march on the way. The target they attacked is not the fourth legion in the east, but the second and fifth legions in the north."

At this moment his voice seemed to be alive.

"The object of their teamwork is not the Yis, but the Gaisher in the north."

At this moment, the whole court was silent.

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During the siege of Wangcheng, the drizzle in the early spring kept pouring, although it was not big, but it was endless, and the people were soaked with wetness. With a little warm moisture, I was used to the cold. The Studs are extremely uncomfortable.

After going all the way north, the rain was getting less and less and gradually disappeared.

The climate is also cooler than that of the King City, which makes the Gasdard feel more comfortable.

After many days of marching, Tyre led the army of Gasdard to the north.

He rode on the front of the army and looked far away, the outline of the North Fortress was looming.

A cool wind swept through Tyre's silver-white hair, blowing the white cloak behind him.

Knowing that the attack on the royal city of Aaron Landis had failed, he decisively chose to leave.

It was just a trick before leaving.

If the Aaron Landis hit his blindfold, then the army of Prince Garland should be on the way to the east.

Even if he noticed something was wrong halfway and turned around to chase him, the Aaron Landis were already one step late.

And what he had to do now is to take advantage of the time difference between the past few days and Gaisen to lay down the North Fortress.

Tyr stared at the looming male city in the distance.

Although the North Fortress is a huge pass for the Gaishun, it is extremely difficult to attack, but that is the advantage of the North Fortress.

It is much easier to attack from the back, besides this time it was still being hit by both sides.

As long as he and Gaishun teamed up to capture this northern fortress, occupy the heroic city of Arunlandis, who guards the northern border. Well, not only the problem of grain and grass has been solved, he can still enter the south to attack at any time, and retreat to the north fortress.

He can sit in this city, join forces with the Geshu people, and devour the northern land of Aaron Landis little by little, and at the same time open up the channel connecting the country of Canal. Case.

The sun was about to go west, and the fiery red sunset shone upon the army of Gasdade.

Suddenly, a loud chirp pierced the sky.

In Gasdard's army, a horseback rider followed the general behind Tyre and looked up subconsciously, only to see an eagle hovering in a circle, fluttering away.

Seeing the eagle fly away, he also withdrew his gaze.

Cross the hill in front, not far from the North Fortress.

Suddenly, he saw several scouts riding hurriedly from the front.

"Your Highness!"

The leading scout cavalry ran in front of Tyre and said quickly, "There is an army in front of us, stopped before our army!"

Is the Aaron Landis Corps stationed in the North Fortress?

The general thought so in his heart.

Did the Aaron Landis take the initiative? Shouldn’t it? Because they are less than one-third of our troops, the Aaron Landis should shrink in the city.

Suddenly, a loud eagle sounded in the sky, and the eagle he had just seen appeared again in his sight.

The long black wings fluttered, traversed a black arc in the fiery sky, and swooped down to the other side.

His eyes fell involuntarily with the arc.

On the opposite side, on the fiery horizon, in the setting sun that reflected half of the sky, the black army stood on the ground.

The black eagle swooped down, spread its wings, and landed lightly on the arm raised by the juvenile standing before the army.

A lion flag with a gold pattern on a red background stood tall behind the boy, and long golden hair flew like clouds behind him.

A majestic lion stood beside him, his brown mane draped over the setting sun, and he undulated like a wave in the wind.

Tillema, stopped moving forward.

He expected that the army of Prince Garland, who was supposed to be behind them, suddenly appeared in front of him at the moment.

He looked across, his lilac pupil reflected the sunset on the horizon, and a cluster of bright blonde hair flying in the fiery sunset.

Galland, Prince of Aaron Landis.

Prince Tier of Gasdard.

This is the first formal meeting between the two on the battlefield.

Suddenly, there was a roar of lion.

Come across the sky.

The roar of the lion seemed to shake the whole earth.