Chapter 245: The Struggle of Fire Leaf City
For this strategy, the commander of the Southern Allied Forces, Sirid, felt like a thorn in his throat. He could only deploy the army, pull out these nails one by one, and then look for the right time.
As both are human camps, even if the two countries are now hostile, the battlefield order should still be followed.
Nobles can be killed on the battlefield, but they cannot be killed after being captured.
In addition, looting the enemy occupied areas is also tacitly allowed.
The Principality of Bogonghan is in chaos, but the neighboring Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom has not made any extra moves.
In order to cope with the war with the two human kingdoms five years later, the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom is eager for the two human kingdoms to fight bloody battles to reduce the pressure of the subsequent war.
However, this matter can only be thought about in dreams. All countries know that the two kingdoms are not serious, otherwise it is not just an expeditionary corps.
In early July, a military order was conveyed to the third battalion of the Ex Corps.
Weilin took the order from the herald and opened it to check. It clearly read the order of the headquarters.
[Order your troops to capture the Fire Leaf City in Chris Province within half a month. 】
Chris Province is adjacent to Nanshi Province and is now under the control of the Northern Alliance. It is also a coastal province and is very rich thanks to its maritime trade with other countries.
Fire Leaf City is located in the southern part of Chris Province, close to the coast. The nobleman here is Ikalon Hengens, a count. The territory covers an area of about 8,000 square kilometers and the garrison has only 15,000 soldiers.
"General Dred, this is a great job!" Weilin smiled and handed the military order of the headquarters to Dred beside him.
Dred took the military order, read it carefully, looked up at Weilin, and said: "According to the information given by the headquarters, the strongest person in Fire Leaf City is Ikalon's third grandfather, who has only a mid-level gold warrior. There is also a Fire Leaf Guard with about 300 people, 250 bronze warriors and 50 silver warriors."
"With the general here, military merits are easy to obtain."
Weilin was confident about this operation. Dred ranked third in strength among the 18 guardian knights under his father. As a low-level soul knight, it was easy to deal with a mere earldom of the Dukedom of Bogonghan.
Drad did not despise Weilin's words when he heard them. He said in a serious tone: "Don't take it lightly, sir. Don't despise any opponent. The slightest mistake will determine the direction of victory in a local war."
"The general is right." Weilin humbly learned and did not refute the other party.
Kyle sat behind him, wrote down Dred's words word for word, and prepared to go back and study them repeatedly.
Two days later, the army set off.
In addition to the 5,000 troops of the headquarters, there was another battalion of 3,000 troops belonging to the Southern Army of the Principality of Bogonghan, which was led by Weilin.
Neither Weilin nor Draid looked down on these 3,000 people.
As the battalion commander, Born Willich also knew that his subordinates had low combat effectiveness. Among the 3,000 troops, there were only 50 silver professionals and 200 bronze professionals. Among the remaining soldiers, two-thirds were low-level apprentices.
Such an army, placed in the expeditionary corps of the Kingdom of Ilia, was only suitable as a logistics force.
Therefore, Born had self-knowledge and rushed to do chores such as setting up camp, patrolling, making fire and cooking, just to show his value.
During the march, all the third battalion wore armor. With their strength, the weapons and equipment weighing only 100 kilograms were like the weight of a piece of clothing.
After seven days of marching, the 8,000-man army crossed the border between Nanshi Province and Chris Province, walked through a desolate area, and entered the scope of Huoye Territory.
At this moment, in Huoye City, the central area of Huoye Territory, Huoye Earl Ikalon Hengens walked back and forth in the city lord's mansion, feeling depressed and constantly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.
Three days ago, he already knew that a force of less than 10,000 people from the Southern Allied Forces entered Chris Province, and the destination was obviously Huoye Territory.
If it was the army of his own country, there would be no need to worry so much. With the 15,000 troops in his hands and the help of the city walls, he could easily resist the opponent's attack and even annihilate the opponent.
But the army that came was the army of the Ilia Kingdom Expeditionary Corps, and the confidence of winning was directly shattered.
"Ikalon, sit down first. Walking around makes me dizzy." A white-haired old man knocked on the table and said in a deep voice.
"Third Grandpa, I'm scared!" Ikalon stopped and looked at the white-haired old man with a bitter face.
"Alas!"
He was not afraid. He could only blame the Grand Duke for leaving, so that the Principality of Bogonghan fell into civil strife, and the eldest prince and the third prince chose to introduce foreign troops.
"Lord Earl, the messenger from Chris City is visiting." A knight entered the hall and reported respectfully.
Ikalon showed a happy expression and ordered the knight: "Please come in quickly."
A moment later, a middle-aged man entered the hall and bowed: "Lord Ikalon, good afternoon."
"What did the governor say?" Ikalon ignored the noble etiquette and grabbed the other party's hand and asked hurriedly.
"Lord Ikalon, the governor means that you need to hold on to Huoye City. He has mobilized the nobles in the northern region of Chris Province to send troops. It will only take one month for the reinforcements to arrive."
"Then do you know that the army of the Southern Allied Forces has entered the Fire Leaf Territory? With my army, how can I resist the army of the Elijah Kingdom Expeditionary Corps?" Ikalon shook off the messenger's hand and looked at him angrily.
"Lord Ikalon, for the glory of the Northern Alliance, for Prince Kaia's strategy, and for the stability of Chris Province, you..." The messenger looked at the angry earl in front of him, gritted his teeth and continued, "You can't retreat, you can only hold on."
"Get out, get out." Ikalon drew the sword of the guard beside him, chopped on the door frame, and shouted loudly.
Seeing the furious Earl of Fire Leaf like a lion, the messenger was frightened and pale, bowed and saluted, and left the hall.
"Okay, Ikalon, we can't retreat now, we can only fight on." The white-haired old man stood up, held Ikalon's hand, took back the sword, and handed it to the guard, "If we are defeated and captured, we still have a way to survive. If we flee without fighting, you and I will only become the chicken that is killed to scare the monkeys."
"Third Grandpa, everything depends on you." Ikalon looked at his elders and bowed.
The white-haired old man helped his junior up and said calmly: "Go and gather more troops, collect the surrounding food to Huoye City, destroy the roads along the way, and delay time."
"Yes."
Ikalon saluted again, left the hall, summoned officials and officers, and asked them to recruit young and strong men and collect food from all over Huoye City, and at the same time increase the city defense and dig deep traps outside the city.
These are useless to the strong. Ikalon can only pray that the other party does not have a soul-level strongman, otherwise Huoye City will not last even a day.
