Chapter 660: Gorge Mountain Ancient Road - Black Bear Pass
"Count Sulik."
Hearing his name, the white-haired old general stood up, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please give your orders."
"The Gorge Mountain Ancient Road is of utmost importance, and the location of Lulish City cannot be ignored, but this city has only 20,000 defenders. Do you know what I mean?"
Faced with the eldest princess's inquiry, the white-haired old general sighed and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the coalition forces I brought are only 30,000, and there are only more than 10,000 soldiers who can fight. A city as important as Lulish City cannot be defended without a 100,000-strong army."
"Come here."
Outside the hall, two guards heard Alice's voice, entered the hall, knelt on one knee, and waited for orders.
"Go and invite General Dofak."
"Yes, Your Highness."
A moment later, a general in silver armor entered the hall, knelt on one knee, and saluted Alice who was sitting above: "Dofak, the commander of the 13th Legion, pays homage to Your Highness."
Alice motioned for him to stand up, turned to the white-haired veteran and said: "Count Sulik, I appoint you as the general defending Lulisk City. Do you have any objections?"
Hearing this, the white-haired veteran bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "I obey your orders, Your Highness the Princess."
"General Dofak."
"I am here."
"I appoint you as the deputy commander of the defense of Lulisk City, and also the inspector. You will command 50,000 soldiers of the 13th Legion and accept the command of Count Sulik. You must defend Lulisk City. Any trace of rebellion must be eliminated in the bud."
"I obey your orders." Dofak answered loudly.
To deal with this group of guys who only care about interests, Alice used her status as the eldest princess to make promises and mobilize various troops.
As long as the Gorge Mountain Ancient Road drags on for long enough, she will have more time to dispatch troops.
As long as the Kingdom of Ansa exists, it will be fulfilled one by one in the future. Anyway, the Joyce family is still the royal family of the Kingdom of Ansa.
If the country is destroyed, then naturally there is no need to care about any promises.
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The first pass of the Gorge Mountain Ancient Road - Black Bear Pass, has a garrison of 3,000 troops. It relies on a hundred-meter-high cliff to guard this place. There are two towns behind the dangerous pass, which are dedicated to serving the Black Bear Pass garrison.
On the pass, in the parade ground, the Black Bear Pass garrison commander Lytton looked at the soldiers lined up neatly below and read out the order of Warren, the general of the Gorge Pass Ancient Road garrison, loudly to boost the morale of his subordinates.
"Everyone, General Warren promised that as long as you defend Black Bear Pass for seven days, money, women, and cultivation techniques will no longer be extravagant. Even if you die in Black Bear Pass, your family will receive what you deserve."
As soon as these words came out, the morale of the army, whether officers or ordinary soldiers, was boosted.
What did they join the army for? It was to become a professional and a noble.
"For General Warren."
"For Her Royal Highness the Princess."
The voices echoed through the mountains and spread along the narrow passage.
More than a hundred kilometers away from Black Bear Pass, Greg led his 3,000 soldiers as the vanguard, 50 kilometers ahead of the army, to prevent the ambush of the Ansa Kingdom's army, and at the same time cleared obstacles along the way and removed the enemy's outposts.
Practical experience is rare and precious, and Greg cherishes his role as a vanguard officer.
Recalling the way Cassius boasted to them at previous gatherings, he would soon have something to talk about.
"General, we found a dangerous pass ahead. Judging from the terrain, it should be the first pass of the Gorge Mountain Ancient Road, Black Bear Pass." A high-level bronze warrior ran to Greg and reported respectfully.
"Have you found out the number of defenders?" Greg looked at his subordinates sweating profusely, handed over the water bag on his waist, and asked.
The high-level bronze warrior took the water bag, took a sip, and said: "General, according to my observation, the number of defenders at Black Bear Pass does not exceed 3,000."
"There are four black bear statues on the pass. I guess that should be the seal of the Beast God Church's no-fly mark. There may also be a confinement mark. I was unable to observe it closely, and I don't know the specific situation."
"It's pretty good to achieve this level. I'll give you a credit. Go down and rest." Greg patted the bronze warrior on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"Thank you, General."
After exchanging the water bag, the bronze warrior went to the back of the army to rest.
A few minutes later, Greg sent three more teams to scout the situation and collect useful information.
He was confident that he could take down the Black Bear Pass before tomorrow morning.
As night fell, Greg led his troops to a place ten kilometers away from the Black Bear Pass.
On the left mountain, Greg stood high up and looked at the Black Bear Pass.
The moonlight was like silver, sprinkled on the top of the mountain, reflecting his resolute face. Greg silently calculated the number of soldiers and planned the route of attack in his mind.
At this moment, the four black bear statues on the Black Bear Pass had been activated, emitting a mysterious light.
With the statue as the center, within a radius of three kilometers, no one except the legendary strongman could fly in the air.
The cold wind whistled in the middle of the night, blowing the flags fluttering.
Greg summoned his officers and began to discuss the attack plan.
His eyes swept over everyone and finally fell on the captain of the first brigade, Turles.
"Tours, the First Battalion is the most elite force of the Fourth Battalion. You will be responsible for the main attack this time. After climbing up the city wall, charge to the bottom of the pass. Make sure to open the pass in the shortest time possible." Greg's voice echoed in the silent night sky, carrying a heavy sense of responsibility.
Turles looked solemn and nodded solemnly: "General, don't worry, our battalion will not embarrass the Fourth Battalion."
"Good boy, you have a lot of momentum. Whether you can get the title of our Fourth Battalion in this war depends on whether you can fight this first battle well." Greg patted Turles on the shoulder, took the sword from his waist, handed it to him, and said, "Hurry up."
"Yes, General." Turles took the general's sword and nodded solemnly.
Since he entered the army, he has been working under General Greg. He naturally knows what the general is thinking.
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Turles led more than 500 soldiers and approached Black Bear Pass cautiously.
In the dark night, their figures were looming, and only the flashing light of the weapons revealed a hint of tension.
All around was quiet, with only the sound of the wind whistling in the ears.
The Heixiong Pass in the distance appears even more majestic and spectacular under the moonlight, and its hundred-meter-high wall is insurmountable.
