Chapter 184 Pocket Encounter (3)

Earl Fran was tired of running away. He was isolated and helpless, and he could not see hope. It was like the world was dark without the sun.

So Earl Fran turned his horse's head, drew his sword and shouted:

"I am not an excellent lord, but I am a lord loyal to the king. My knights, I do not ask you to follow me to hell, but please remember that the Avarus Demon Kingdom will never fall!"

He tried to ride his horse across the shallows and face the attacking cavalry.

Even if it was just one person, even if it was just one person killed or injured, as the lord of the Avarus Demon Kingdom, he fought to the end and did not let himself be ashamed of the oath he made in front of His Majesty the King.

The cavalrymen who had already started to escape saw the lord turn around, and they all pulled the reins without hesitation to catch up.

Earl Fran thought that he was not perfect as a lord, but his men did not think so. This lord who was ready to die would definitely not lack knights who supported him.

They shouted "For the Kingdom" and followed the lord's footsteps. Even if death was so close, it was not enough to scare off the knights' iron will.

The team turned quickly, and the horses' hooves clattered on the wet stones. For a moment, the momentum was even stronger than the attacking cavalry.

But at this time, a feather arrow broke through the rain curtain and hit Count Fran's left arm.

The powerful force directly pulled Count Fran off the horse. He rolled in the foreshore and his helmet was thrown off.

"Lord Count!"

The knights under his command quickly helped him up. At this time, Count Fran's head was broken and bleeding from the pebbles, and with the water stains all over his body, he looked particularly embarrassed.

His sword fell into the water that was only above his feet, and a corner of the blade was broken.

Are you going to take away my last dignity as a lord?

On the nearby hillside, Isaac, who had put away his longbow, looked at Count Fran kneeling in the water and actually felt a little bit sorry.

Isaac despised the honor of a soldier who was ready to die.

But this was not a training ground, but a war.

He remembered what his grandfather had said to him.

There is no honor in war.

"Tell the other cavalry to hurry up, this will be the last of Count Fran."

The messenger saw that Isaac was in a bad mood, nodded and went to deliver the message. The heavy rain prevented the cavalry from advancing quickly. At present, they only drove Count Fran to the designated position. The troops at hand could not quickly eliminate Count Fran's troops, and it would be even more difficult to capture him alive.

Yes, although he was reluctant, he did not intend to change his plan.

If there was no war, Isaac would like to associate with people like Count Fran, and maybe they would become friends.

But in war, everything must be based on the will of the country as the highest criterion. Count Fran is willing to dedicate himself to the country, and Isaac is willing to dedicate everything to his beloved motherland.

Even his own conscience.

——Ah!

The neighing of the horses echoed in the valley, which was incredible, because there were cavalrymen below, and the neighing of the horses should be mixed together. But this neighing was as eye-catching as a ray of sunshine piercing through the dark clouds.

Then, Isaka saw a man and a horse passing through the thick water mist in the distance. He immediately saw the eye-catching rose pattern on the man’s armor, the man’s short hair as red as blood, and her face clearly.

"Princess Viola?! Impossible, absolutely impossible! Hasn’t the canyon road been blocked for a long time!"

The location where Count Fran was surrounded was indeed not far from the canyon road leading to the Leon territory, but this only land passage was blown up by Viola herself a few months ago. Even if the army of the Subia Demon Kingdom dug it with all its strength, it would take several months to barely pass the carriage. If you want to pass normally and smoothly, it will not be done in a short time.

This is why the four-nation coalition did not attack Huanglong directly from the land even though they knew Viola was in the Leon territory. After all, there is time to dig through the canyon road, so it is better to capture other lords who have not surrendered first.

Viola, who shouldn't and couldn't be here, was reflected on Isaac's retina at this moment.

But after a brief shock, Isaac fell into ecstasy.

Capturing Count Fran would at most mean taking down the Half Moon Castle, which he had been too lazy to attack. It was the icing on the cake, and it didn't make much difference whether he had it or not.

But if Viola was captured, it would be different.

Not only could he play the same trick as Boss Cao, but if the Subiah Demon Kingdom was a little more ruthless, he could also let Viola marry his prince and legitimately annex the entire Avarus Demon Kingdom.

As for whether Viola was willing?

That was not something she could decide.

"Quick, let the first cavalry team below turn around, don't fight Viola head-on, seduce her to chase. Send a letter to the third cavalry team, let them advance at full speed, and mobilize the fourth cavalry team as an ambush to attack from the right side!"

Because of the unscientific thing like magic, it was obviously a war in the medieval cold weapon era, but it could achieve short-distance communication of modern armies.

Isaac issued a series of orders, but within a few seconds, the messenger ran back with an incredible look on his face:

"Report from the Fourth Cavalry!"

"Has the Fourth Cavalry entered the field?"

"No, the Fourth Cavalry was attacked by an unknown army and is fighting fiercely."

"What?"

"Report, the Third Cavalry was ambushed, asking the general what to do?"

"Report, the Second Cavalry encountered an unknown enemy three kilometers away and is trying to get rid of it."

The series of reports made Isaac confused. He quickly opened the map. This situation was not written on the map at all.

"Could it be that I was the one who fell into the trap?"

–‐‐——–‐‐——

In the canyon road about two kilometers away from the river beach, Wendy was standing in front of the sand table.

"The shape of a soldier is like water. The shape of water avoids heights and tends to go down. The shape of soldiers avoids the reality and attacks the weak. Water controls the flow according to the ground, and soldiers control the flow according to the enemy. Therefore, soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no constant shape; energy can be controlled by the ground. He who changes his enemy and wins is called a god."

She reached out and picked up a chess piece and placed it on the sand table:

"There are so many miraculous creations in the divine world where your Majesty resides, but I never expected that there would be such an incisive argument."

"You'd better speak in translation, it's too troublesome for me to understand."

Aldai, who stood aside, seemed reluctant.

If it was a mechanical design, Aldai would be very interested. The art of war was not her specialty.

"I know you don't understand, but I just want to see your troubled look. It's cool. It's considered revenge."

“…..”

When she was a child, Aldai would often whisper in Wendy's ears with esoteric magic theories, but now she finally found the opportunity to torture her.

"You are so vindictive."

"Please call me a great memory."

Wendy gently held her temples, as if listening carefully.

"Yeah, don't complain, come to work, let Zola's team move along the river, where they can block an enemy cavalry, tell her that there is no need to annihilate, just let them flee in confusion, and then call Snow Lai's troops turned southwest to intercept the enemy's attempt to regroup."

"I think there is something wrong with your use of resources. I am a high-level mage..."

"Send the message quickly. Don't forget that your Majesty said that you must cooperate with me fully."

Aldai reluctantly pursed her lips, but still sent the order through the communication technique.

Looking at the sand table, especially the most eye-catching red chess piece on the sand table, Wendy looked particularly excited.

"The grandson of the Kingdom's Tiger and the granddaughter of the Lion General really have a sense of fate. Hey, let me see if you are worthy of being my opponent!"