Just as the team was marching quietly, the roar of propellers coming from above made everyone gradually stop. Looking up, the huge transport plane in the sky swooped down like a dragon. Many people turned pale with fright. They had never seen such a terrifying 'creature' before. Someone shouted excitedly, "The monster is attacking! Run! "
The already low morale was almost destroyed by such a strange cry. Just as the crowd began to stir, Viscount Boragon directly pulled out the long sword at his waist and ordered his guards to rush forward, "Whoever dares to spread rumors, I'll behead him!"
He personally cut down two soldiers who tried to run away. Some of the knights on horses slashed them with their sabers, and some directly stabbed them with their lances. It took them several minutes to finally suppress the panic.
The morale of the defeated army was already low. Now that they were frightened by the transport plane, their morale was on the verge of collapse. But Beuragon was not a greenhorn after all. He quickly dispersed his guards to various troops and loudly proclaimed, "This is the reinforcement of the Dragons sent by the royal family." Only in this way did the declining morale reverse.
But in fact, Beuragon knew that it was not the Dragons at all. But the other party had already flown away, and it seemed that they would not come for any trouble, which made him feel a little relieved.
As a result, not long after the team calmed down, many pieces of paper began to fall from the sky. The marching soldiers picked them up curiously and found that it was a map. They recognized the shape of Bordeaux River at a glance. But on the north bank of Bordeaux River, there was a large picture of Eiffta infantry holding swords and shields, while on the south bank, there was an army of nobles who abandoned their armors and fled in panic.
If this picture only depicted the reality of the current battle, then the people who saw it would not feel much. But what made everyone's heart palpitate was that … they saw that the city of Rayena, which was supposed to be their destination, and the city of Beicolis in the east … were also full of Eiffta infantry!
"You are surrounded!"
This was the only sentence written on the picture. Among the defeated soldiers, many knights and nobles were literate. When they understood the words on the picture, they inevitably became anxious …
As the leader, Viscount Boragon felt cold all over — he did not believe what was written on the map at all. It was true that the enemy was chasing from the rear, but could they fly to the rear from the top of the head to take a shortcut? This might work on those without military knowledge, but it was completely useless against him.
But he was afraid of the huge flying object. Although he didn't know what that size and movement was for, if Efta had such a thing and it hovered above his head all day long, it would feel like he was being watched by someone. Then, his troops would no longer have any secrets to speak of!
Thinking of the small "falcons" he had seen several times before, Beuragon suddenly had a creepy feeling. Could it be that every move of his army was already under the enemy's surveillance?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He immediately ordered, "Throw away those damn cards! From now on, if anyone were to carry this card and discuss its contents, they would be beaten ten times with a rod! Everyone sped up! We must reach the city of Rayena by tomorrow night! "
Not all of the troops were his subordinates, so he could not immediately convey such an order. He had to call the lords scattered everywhere to explain the pros and cons. It took another hour before the troops slowly began to move.
"As long as we can reach the city of Rayena, we will win! Don't be discouraged! "
He tried to boost the morale, but looking at the land shrouded in water vapor in the distance, he also had a question in his mind: Could it be that … Efta really conquered that place?
*****
May 15th.
Lannis Town.
When Efta's troops arrived here, Boragon had already left with his troops.
In fact, if they were to march at full speed, Efta's infantry division could catch up with this group of people on the 13th. But as the commander, Sodelor did not intend to attack forcibly when the two main forces of the opponent were almost together. After all, in war, "killing" was never the goal, but only the means.
If there was a better way to make the enemy collapse earlier, Sodelor naturally would not let Efta's army deliberately go up and exhaust them. Efta's soldiers were completely different from the original knights and squires. The training of each professional soldier, the cost of equipment, and the cost of transportation made it necessary for him to pay attention to the number of casualties.
If Efta had such an army of 100,000, they would have directly flattened the whole country. But the fact was that he had just sent more than 10,000 soldiers into the battlefield, and the follow-up reserves were on the way. Therefore, before facing a decisive battle, he must try to reduce the losses as much as possible.
Facing the enemy's main force of nearly 20,000 people, he naturally focused on "driving them away."
The infantry division advanced slowly, unhurriedly putting pressure on the enemy from the rear. If there was no bridge at the Bordeaux River, this group of people would definitely take desperate measures to counterattack. But when there was a way out, they would definitely choose to continue retreating. In the end, this was also a manifestation of "encircling the city and blocking the city." In any case, Efta was advancing step by step and had sufficient logistics. No matter where the troops pressed, the trucks at the rear could transport enough food to last them for a week within a day. Meanwhile, this group of deserters had already begun to pillage the town, and even internal strife had begun.
When Roshak jumped down from the truck, the soldiers of the engineering company no longer had the nervous expressions they had when they entered the battlefield a week ago.
"Line up! Count off! "
As a platoon leader, he carried out his superior's orders as usual. Now that the troops had been reorganized, he turned his head and looked around. Lannis was almost empty, and it could be said to be "in a mess."
More than 6,000 troops had passed through here. To a certain extent, it was even more terrifying than locusts. The houses looked like they had been ransacked. Because of the recent rain, and the tens of thousands of people had trampled back and forth, the road was mixed with rubbish, food residue, and human and animal feces. It was truly a tragic sight.
For this reason, the first order of Efta's army was to let the engineering company plan the camp, and then start to repair the bridge.
Roshak turned his eyes to the riverbank a few hundred meters away. The original wooden bridge there had been broken, and the stone piers below should have been blown up by magic. Obviously, it could not be repaired. In the distance, several other smaller pontoons or suspension bridges had also been destroyed. However, he was not in a hurry to investigate the situation. Instead, he began to arrange tasks with ease, "According to the standard of a camp with ten thousand people, the old rule is to finish it within two hours!"
Viscount Boragon's camp was randomly distributed. Those who had tents slept in tents, and those who did not had to find their own place. However, Efta's military camp had very strict rules, and there were various "extra facilities" that were difficult for others to understand — canteens, toilets, and bathhouses.
The canteen was not a place for soldiers to sit down and eat, but a special area for unified distribution of food. This was for unified management of food, to prevent soldiers from losing numbers because of food poisoning. The bathhouses and toilets were to prevent diseases. Do not underestimate these three things. In Viscount Boragon's troops, more than 100 people had dropped out of the team in the past three days because of various diseases. Most of them had diarrhea, vomiting, and eventually fainting from exhaustion or fever because of eating unhygienic food.
There were no doctors or mages here. The fate of those who dropped out was to die by the roadside and be eaten by wild dogs.
However, Efta's military camp tried hard to prevent these things from happening at the source. For this, the logistics department had paid an unimaginable price for the Cullen nobles — because they would never know that the trucks transporting food were equipped with ice formations.
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