Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 157

2021-01-23

Chapter 157 Encounters
On the day they crossed the Netherworld River, the trucking team camped at the bridgehead.

In the middle of the night, the panicked night guards broke into the tent of the second lieutenant Montagne: "Sir! Wake up!"

The second lieutenant was confused: "Um...what?"

" It's a major event!"

No sleepiness, Winters jumped off the army bed: "What's wrong?"

"The sky is salty!"

The clothes also Not caring about dressing, Winters rushed out of the tent.

Looking around, he didn't see the salt sprinkler, but there was an even more amazing sight-thousands of catkins were swirling and falling from the air.

This piece of land is rarely snowed.

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Two days later.

Unnamed land west of the Curvallea River.

Andre rides side-by-side with Winters, having a casual chat. Horse hooves trample the muddy water, making a "pa ta pa ta" sound.

Snow, there are two forms of existence for the Platonic people: paper records and the 10,000-year snow on the Golden Peak mountain range main peak.

There is very little snow that you can actually touch.

The young Dussacks had never even experienced snowfall, and their concept of "snow" came entirely from the descriptions of their parents.

The surface temperature did not reach freezing point, the snow that fell on the ground quickly melted into water, and only snow remained on the distant hillsides.

The meadow in front of me is still glowing green, but the hillside in the sky is covered with pure white snow.

But the people in the baggage team don't care about enjoying the beautiful scenery, they have more headaches.

In winter, the meadows were originally solid, but the sudden snowfall made them soak up water.

Once crushed by wheels, it inevitably turns into mud.

The cart left a muddy trail, the mud poured into the axles to make the wheels turn even harder, and occasionally the carriage got stuck in the mud puddles.

Originally, the compacted rut of the front car made it easier for the rear car to travel, but now the front car is still relatively easy, and the further back the carriage is, the harder it is to drive.

After a day's trek, Lieutenant Colonel Jesska on second day ordered to change the double-column formation to shorten the long queue.

However, the double-column does not seem to have a significant effect. Winters estimates that he may try a three-column or even a four-column next.

"This shit!" Andre was foul-mouthed: "Have you traveled all the way to a place like this to dry the Heards, did the people above fill their brains with feces?"

It is often the lack of something to know its value. Compared with Veneta, where the road network and waterway are developed, the grasslands of the Heder tribes are indeed rotten.

The road is not easy to walk—simply no road, and sparsely populated. Except that the grass is a tree, it doesn't look like there is any output.

The Rhett cultivator on the carriage laughed twice: "You Veneta people are satiated fellow unaware of the hunger of a hungry fellow, wasteland is productive even if you use it to herd sheep. Do you think this The land is not very good, but I don’t know that every year the Hurd tribes have to fight for the grassland.”

“That’s because the Hurd people are poor.” Andre immediately retorted: “Plato People can't be poorer than Hurds?"

"Red apples are easy to pick." The old cultivator said a Freeman proverb, and asked back: "The green apples are not picked. Is it? Plato is so eager for the land, and you Veneta people also have a responsibility."

"What responsibility?" Andrei was very dissatisfied.

“The woolen textile industry of Försterland and Veneta needs more raw materials, and Palatu needs more sheep. With money to buy land, Plato has a large number of manors and manor owners. Don't you understand?"

Andre was a little stunned: "What does this have to do?"

"In the final analysis, it is the needs of your coastal areas that drive the Paratus people to set foot here." The cultivator sighed on alms, with a foolish pity in his eyes: "If one day Veneta's textile industry does not want wool, Switch to cotton production. The Platoons will slaughter the sheep and use the land to grow cotton. Got it?"

"So... don't we want cotton now?" Andre was timid ask.

"This kid is stupider than you!" the old cultivator said to Winters, pointing to Andre.

"Don't involve me!" Winters shot back: "Vinetta is responsible, but you are not responsible? You dare to say that there is no religious reason for the war between the Paratus and the Hed? Isn't it a crusade against the heretic? ”

The old cultivator smirked.

A rider came running from the far back of the convoy and ran to the two officers before pulling the reins.

It was Pierre, and he reported nervously to Andre: "Sir! I saw the silhouette on the northern slope."

"Silhouette? How many?"

"Silhouette? How many?"

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"Just one."

"Then what? With us?"

"No, just passed by. I can't see the man back behind the hillside. It's here."

Andre thought for a while, and frowned asked: "Isn't it a sheep-herding again?"

......

About the shepherd, There have been jokes before.

On the first day after entering the buffer zone, some militiamen noticed that people seemed to be following along the ridges of the hillsides on both sides.

The nervous Andre thought it was a Hurd scout, and immediately led his cavalry to kill him.

The cavalry, brandishing sabers and screaming strangely, charged all the way to each other, only to find that there were only a few shepherds.

The Hurds didn't catch them, but they scared the sheep to death, making Andre very angry.

After marching in the buffer zone, everyday all encounters several shepherds.

Andrei, who had been deceived by false alarms several times, no longer bothered to answer such reports, but Lieutenant Colonel Jesska took the trouble to send Andrei to contact the shepherds.

"Lieutenant Cellini!" The lieutenant colonel likes to say: "Go and see! Bring your things with you!"

The purpose of the lieutenant colonel on the one hand is to seek information - but Andrei thought it was pure nonsense. In his view, the lieutenant colonel's real purpose was lamb, sheep's milk, and sheep's cheese.

The Palatine shepherds mainly herded the owned Merino sheep, which are known for their soft and smooth wool, even the Veneta people such as Winters and Andre have heard of it.

Merino sheep are considered as controlled materials in Palatu. Since ancient times, it is strictly forbidden for sheep to flow out. Violators will be killed without mercy.

There is another, less well-known, Jura sheep, with less wool than a merino, but far better meat and milk than its cousins.

Lieutenant Colonel Jesska really liked the Jura goat cheese in particular.

The shepherd wanders in the wild all the year round, and his life is miserable. So I am happy to exchange goat and milk for consumables such as tobacco sugar and wine.

The lieutenant colonel called Andre by name to let him come back in exchange for meat and milk.

There is fresh meat and fresh milk every day, and everyone in the military class is very happy. Except for Andre, he was tormented to the point of being annoying. The lieutenant colonel appointed him to go, and no one else wanted to do it for him.

[Note: The officer class includes officers, clergy and professional doctors, battallion will not be assigned a professional doctor]
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Hear the question of Lieutenant Cellini , Pierre scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know if it's a shepherd, but that man is waving at me."

"Can't see the costume?"

"It's too far to see."

"You take your accomplice to see." Andrei instructed: "Come over with the horn, but don't make a joke like yesterday."

Yesterday, on the first day of crossing the "Netherworld River", Andre once again received a report that there was someone on the edge.

After the Netherworld River is the sphere of influence of the Heards, it can't be wrong, right? Andre gathered his hands and rushed over murderous-looking.

But he was tricked again, he was still a shepherd, and he came over by the pontoon a few days ago.

Wherever the banner of Plato goes, there is the shepherd. On the west bank of the Netherworld River there is rock salt necessary for the sheep, and the shepherds followed after the army crossed the river.

According to the shepherd, the nearby Hed people have already moved westward, and the place where there is a war has recently been a hundred kilometers to the west.

In order to avoid the Palatine soldiers, the Herds, tents, cattle and sheep were all moved away. Now only the Platonic shepherds roam the land.

Pierre got the order, salutes and prepares to leave.

"Wait." Andrei stopped him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll take someone there. You can report to the lieutenant colonel later."

Pi El saluted, pulled the reins, and ran away with a squeeze of the horse's rib.

Winters pulled the reed gun from the pouch and threw it to Andre: "Bring this."

In order not to reveal the sorcerer's identity, except for the rare public use of spell In addition, Winters also specially purchased a double-barreled spring wheel short gun in Maplestone City.

He felt like that, even if there were rumors that he could fire a gun without an open flame, he would just think it was a revolver.

"No need." Andrei smiled and waved his hand: "A few sheep herders, take this guy as a burden."

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Andre ordered a group of riders and moved towards the north hillside.

He was very reluctant to call these Dussacks cavalry, because in his opinion these people were only able to ride horses, and can't be called qualified cavalry.

The ten commander who led the team was named Asta, a thirty-four-year-old "old" Dussac-compared to those immature Dussacs, the people of black liquid town were a The hapless one who was chosen by lot.

Siego, Kryuch, Marengot, Lasov and Karp left in the same account are all young Dussacks.

Andrei felt that Ashtar was older and more reliable, so he assigned Ashtar to be the ten commander.

goes towards the mountain but runs to death the horse, Andre led the six riders for a while before reaching the edge of the hill.

Standing high on the soil slope, the people in the baggage team looked as big as a bean.

The team crawls across the field like a clumsy long snake, but only half of it can be seen, and the other half is firmly blocked by the undulating terrain.

Surrounded by this often doesn't feel like it, only standing up high can you see that wasteland is not flat.

Rolling hills are like folds in a blanket, and you lose sight when you climb over a hill or go around a mound.

"There seems to be livestock over there, sir," Ashtar said, pointing his whip to a ravine to the east.

“Go and have a look.”

As they rode on the ridge, and after a few turns, a flock of sheep in the valley on the other side suddenly appeared in front of them.

Hazel sheep are scattered in the ravine, grazing peacefully.

The two shepherds noticed the cavalry at the top of the hill and waved their hats at them.

"Have you brought anything?" Andrei asked the ten commander.

"Sure, sir." Ashtar patted the saddlebag: "I knew it was going to be exchanged."

Andre exchanged meat, cheese and Fresh milk, the Dussacs who came along will also drink some goat milk by the way.

"Go and change." Andrei said casually, "It's the same."

Asta whistled and led Kryuch to the bottom of the ditch go with.

Andre yawned: "Mom's only goat's milk is goat meat, I almost smell goat mutton."

"Then I'll share your worries for you. "Little Dussackiego said with a smile.

"Okay." Andrei laughed heartily, beat Xie Ge lightly with a horse whip: "I will discuss with the lieutenant colonel and find opportunities to improve everyone."

" many thanks sir!" This is Xie Ge's happy shouting.

"What are you doing!" This is Rasov's terrified shouting: "What. What. His mother... Lord!"

Asta at the bottom of the ditch Drowsily lurched to one side, suddenly double-raised hand, and fell from the saddle.

Kryuch, who was with him, had been dragged off his horse by the shepherd and was struggling and screaming.

The sudden change made the Dussacks dumbfounded.

"Go down and save him!" Andrei stabbed the horse's ribs, drew his saber, and charged down the hill first.

The Dussacs came back to his senses a few horses behind and hurried to keep up.

Taking advantage of the terrain, the cavalry rushed to the bottom of the slope in the blink of an eye, but this was also the reason why the opponent did not kill Kryuch.

Seeing the hussar officer rushing down the hillside, the shepherd immediately took out the horn and blew it suddenly.

In a flash, the shepherd's horn, along with the lower jaw, was cut off by Lieutenant Cellini.

But it was too late, and the dull sound of horns had come out of the valley, and back to the rumbling sound of hoofs.

On the edge of the hillside outline, first the dangling lance tip, then the dangling feather on the helmet.

A dozen fierce riders with guns and bows rushed out from the opposite slope of the hillside, howling to the Palatine cavalry at the bottom of the hill.

"Herd Man!" Shego shouted hoarsely: "Herd Man!"

This was a planned ambush, and Andre yanked the reins and shouted : "Let's go!"

The horses turned around and moved towards the top of the slope when they came. Even those who love horses are desperately piercing the ribs of their horses with their spurs.

Kliu genius just got up from the ground when the Hurds killed him. Little Dussack stood dumbfounded, a spear pierced through his chest and pinned him to the dirt.

Kryuche did not die immediately, but he was ignored. The Heard cavalry whistled past, and their target was the fleeing hussar officer.

The hooves of the Hurds hit Andre like hail, and he kept looking back. He saw the thick beards, the sullen faces, and the skilful horsemanship.

"One is red feathers, the others are white." Andre tried desperately to calm down: "That guy must be an official."

He saw He The German is reaching out and pulling something from behind his legs.

"Bow and arrow!" Andre yelled: "Get down!"

Hearing the second lieutenant's roar, the Palatine rider leaned over the horse and lowered his body as low as possible .

The arrow feathers chased from behind with the sound of breaking through the air. The cavalrymen gritted their teeth, while praying, they whipped the horses with whips.

Lasov let out a scream, shouting: "I'm shot! I'm shot!"

"Blow the trumpet! Warn the battallion!" Andrei ordered Bugler Garp.

The second lieutenant shouted three times before Karp came back to his senses. Trembling, he took off the bugle from his neck, but he couldn't make a sound.

The Hurd's horses are small, but not as fast as Andre's tall horses.

The distance between the fleeing party and the chasing party quickly narrowed, and everyone could clearly hear the Hurds shouting in their language.

The burly Heard with red feathers caught up with Andre and stabbed him in the back with a spear. The point of the spear pierced the belt and slashed diagonally into the back a knuckle-deep.

Andrei didn't wear the breastplate that was issued to officers, and only felt a chill down his back. He waved his saber to fend off the second spear, and let out a desperate roar: "I can't run away! I'll fight!"

Andrea jumped upright and moved towards the rear of the Hurd who rushed past on the left. Slashed in the back.

He was surrounded, and a Heard ran into his black warhorse, nearly knocking it over.

Xie Ge was the first to turn around to rescue him, and a Hurd person drove him to the side.

Xie Ge bared his teeth, his face was like a dead man, and he moved towards the opponent vigorously, his movements were incoherent.

The bugle player Garp didn't look back and fled in the direction of the convoy. But Mangort and Lasov, who was shot in the arm, followed Sego and rushed back.

The cavalry huddled together in a pitiful patch of mud, fighting and fighting. The Platoons fainted with fright, but the Hurds were not much better.

Swords collide, fire star splashes, stabs and slashes, fierce and unusual.

The horse was also frightened and did not obey the rider at all. He stumbled around in a daze, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The six Hurds surrounded Andre, trying to capture him alive. Andrei stood up on the stirrups and, with all his might, whirled the saber to and fro on the saddle like a whirlwind.

The point of the spear slashed a bloodstain across his neck, and he responded with a bone-deep wound. The cold light of the sharp blade flashed in front of his eyes, and he raised the knife block again.

A Hurd shouted in an unfamiliar language, and Andre used all his strength to chop on the top of the head.

The Hurd screamed and fell off the horse, but Andre's saber was also blown away by the opponent's iron helmet.

He immediately snatched the lance from a nearby Heard cavalry, swinging it like he was on the training ground.

Several Hurds used lances to force Andre away, and rescued the fallen Hurd just now.

Andre discovered that the Heard's iron helmet was red's plume.

The unconscious Hurd leader was put on the horse and moved towards the north and fled. The other Hurd cavalry stopped fighting and retreated with the leader.

A fallen Hurd picked up another injured Hurd and struggled to escape into the ravine.

The Palatine cavalry did not chase after them. As soon as they got out of contact, they moved towards the convoy.

Two groups of people who have not yet mastered the ability to kill the same kind of people met by chance. They fought and fought with extreme fear. .

Andre wiped the blood from his face indiscriminately, only then did he feel the pain of the wound on his body.

Siego and Marngot's lips trembled uncontrollably, and their clothes were stained with red blood.

The arrow on Lasov's arm was broken at some point, and he was face deathly pale and rode on the verge of collapse.

"Lasov! Hold on!" Andre shouted while holding back tears: "When we get back to the convoy, there will be a doctor!" After a corner, the sight of the convoy gradually emerged behind the outline of the hills.

The convoy has been overrun by Heard's cavalry.

This is a battle I remember vividly in Silent Don.

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