"Edenyar! Do you remember how the Vols conquered the Rhodok Kingdom?"
Rudjar looked into the distance, not looking at Edenjar. Edenjar just realized that he had seen a strategy to defeat Wals. But in a flash, Eden seemed to remember something.
"No! I think this will definitely play into Wals's hands. The last time he attacked Aaron, it was because Aaron's defense was empty. But now we are attacking Aaron again. Although there are not many soldiers there, Wals must have been prepared. Judging from Wals's cautious nature, he will definitely not let us enter Aaron like this."
If Idenyar's suspicion made him miss the best opportunity, in fact, Wals even gave up any part of Aaron. For him, defending the two cities of Viruga and Jelkala was the top priority. He knew how many troops he had, but he didn't know how much territory he could defend with his own strength. Moreover, Wals' control over Aaron was the weakest, and Aaron could launch a national restoration movement at any time and anywhere.
But in the end, Idenyar came up with a good idea, because the cunning Tuyayar was by her side, and at the same time many other lords were also making plans. These veteran lords were all battle-hardened and had extremely rich combat experience. It stood to reason that it would be perfect for them to come up with a way to attack Viruga.
According to Tuyaar's method, the army of the Nord Kingdom avoided Agollon Castle and Grunwald Castle, did not attack these two castles at all, and went directly through the forest between the two castles.
In the forest, the lush leaves are the best fuel for the flames. Wals' scouts have already discovered the unusual movements in the forest. In fact, Wals has deployed scouts near this forest.
"Look! Those people were not paying attention when they were walking. Such a big movement has been completely discovered by me."
Bolcha, who was lurking in the forest, spoke to his other scout companions. Those scout companions were all extremely surprised, because to them, they had not noticed that the Nord army was marching in this forest. Under the leadership of Idenyar and Tuyayar, this Nord army was a well-trained army. They marched cautiously in the forest with an orderly and slow pace.
This also made it difficult for them to be discovered by scouts, but fortunately, Wals had people like Bolcha, which enabled it to discover the enemy's location while so many people were moving.
Bolcha watched the Nord army slowly advancing, and then she patted her companion's shoulder. He whispered, "Men, it's time to report back to the superiors. Believe the leader, His Majesty will definitely arrange a fire to burn them all. Enjoy the beauty of the forest, because we may not see these tall trees for a long time, but we can have barbecue tonight."
Bolcha still had a beautiful fantasy, but the scouts could only think of the charred corpses. They couldn't help but frown.
As he was thinking, his body immediately started moving, and soon they returned to Wals's base. In fact, Wals's camp had been arranged outside the suburbs of Viruga, which was also to resist the attack of the enemy army.
"Your Majesty!" Wals could hear Bolcha's sharp cry from a distance. At this time, Wals had become the king of the Kingdom of Karad, and it was natural for people to call him Your Majesty.
Although the title of His Majesty will still be recognized by everyone on the continent, as time goes by, or when Wals wins the war and forces King Ragnar to recognize his status, he can rightfully become the king of the Kingdom of Karad.
"Your Majesty! I have found the enemy's tracks in that forest. They are moving as slowly as caterpillars. Send someone to set fire to the forest immediately. I believe they will be burned to ashes.
Bolcha was still wearing camouflage clothes, with leaves and branches entangled around his body, and his face was covered with some unknown substance, which smelled like tree sap. However, Wals approached him without any disdain.
"Very good! You have made great contributions in this war in Bolcha! Now you can go back to the camp and have a good rest, and wait for the celebration party in the evening."
After hearing this, Bolcha smiled with joy, and after paying a stiff courtesy to Wals, he returned to his camp. He was still a beginner and was still a little uncomfortable with the various etiquettes. Wals had become the king, and as someone close to the king, he must of course know some basic etiquette.
After watching Bolcha leave, Wals turned around and spoke to the row of people behind her.
Behind Walsh was row after row of elite soldiers ready to go. They were all veterans who had followed Walsh in battles for years and were loyal to him.
"Everyone! I didn't want to make things like this, but King Ragnar slandered me, destroyed my honor, and wanted to take away my fiefdom. No one is allowed to infringe my title and my honor. This time, King Ragnar's elite troops have already attacked. The enemies ahead may be your former comrades, but now they have become enemies. I know you don't want to raise your butcher knife against your comrades, so go and tell them to leave this forest and never come back."
Wals pointed his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing towards the forest.
"Guys! Go shout to that forest, let them feel your call, let them leave here. Because one step forward will lead to the hell of death. If they continue forward, they will only turn into a pile of bones."
Under the leadership of the officers, the soldiers walked to the edge of the forest in an orderly manner. At this moment, the Nord army led by Idenjar had not yet reached the edge of the forest. They were just in the center of the forest. If the people outside threw torches into the forest, they would probably be burned to ashes. Some people said that there would be no fire behind the forest and they still had a way to retreat, but this was a big mistake. The Nord Kingdom was not very familiar with the terrain here, and most of the soldiers who conquered the Rhodok Kingdom stood on the side of Vols.
In the forest, the Nord army was marching, and suddenly they saw flocks of birds taking off in front of them. Their tense hearts suddenly realized that something had happened in front of them. They clenched their weapons, ready to fight at any time.
Originally they thought that what was waiting for them in front of them was the weapon of death, but suddenly he realized that it was not that cold-blooded weapon, but a kind call from his comrades.
Rough and noisy, these attributes all come from the voices of the Nords. The Nords' high emotions and voices are transmitted through the air to the ears of every Nord soldier in the forest. They suddenly remembered the day and moment when they fought side by side with their comrades.
Gradually, their will to fight began to slacken, and memories made them slack in spirit. Idenjar was also somewhat sentimental, but he was a veteran after all, and with rich combat experience, he quickly recovered from those cowardly thoughts. At this moment, he saw that the expressions of the Nord soldiers around him changed, from the original determination to die and the will of the Nords to fight to the last moment to infinite nostalgia.
This kind of thought should not appear at this time.
Idenyar suddenly realized the danger now. If he didn't do something to save the fighting spirit of this group of Nord soldiers, he would be defeated without a fight. Wals could win without losing a single soldier.
Idenyar opened his mouth and tried to suppress his soldiers' foolish nostalgia.
But then something strange happened!
A familiar voice came from the sky above the forest. Edenyar could almost guess without thinking that this voice came from that person. He had undoubtedly heard this kind of voice many times. This was the voice of Wals.
"My former comrades! I didn't want to betray King Ragnar. It was because King Ragnar was so aggressive that I betrayed him. It wasn't my fault. If you take another step forward, the flames will burn every part of your body. My former comrades! I don't want to hurt you. Now you should leave this place quickly!"
Wals's original prestige was strong enough. The sudden appearance of Wals's voice above the forest at this moment made these Nord soldiers who were immersed in infinite nostalgia waver.
Idenyar knew that he was powerless to win back the hearts of these Nord soldiers. With rich combat experience, he looked at Tuyayar who was standing beside him. Tuyayar's eyes were staring into the distance. Although there were layers of leaves and branches in front of him, Tuyayar could not see who was in front of him. But the eyes under his helmet hid unknown wisdom.
"Tuyayal! I think it's better for us to retreat. The morale of the soldiers has been shaken. In front of them is the famous Vols in the Nord Kingdom. If we force our Nord soldiers to attack, the consequences will be disastrous. There is no doubt that we will be defeated by the Vols army. It is better to withdraw the troops and go home now."
Idenyar sighed and said, this is the last resort. If we continue to lead these soldiers forward, we will undoubtedly go to the grave of death. Tuyayar nodded. The other elder lords present also had no meaning. At this time, Idenyar led a group of soldiers back along the original route. Wals' scouts also quickly conveyed this news to Wals.
After the scouts in the rear told Wals the news, Wals's army cheered loudly. They no longer had to fight with their comrades. This was something to be thankful for.
"Your Majesty! This feat of victory without fighting will surely be admired by future generations. And your honorable title will also be recognized by others."
Amirida half-knelt in front of Wals. After hearing what Amirida said, Wals just nodded. He didn't say much. Then he slowly turned his head and looked at the forest. At this time, the army of the Nord Kingdom had retreated back. It can be seen that Idenjar will not continue to lead the soldiers to attack southward. Now he has to deal with the remnants of the Rhodok Kingdom. He mobilized a large number of troops to the vicinity of Viruga. At this time, the local garrison is weak, and it is hard to guarantee that the remnants of the Rhodok Kingdom will come out to cause trouble.
On the other hand, the light cavalry led by Nayan Hugu galloped across the Swadian Knight Plain. Their request and mission were extremely simple, which was to rob as much supplies and wealth as possible. Another army of the Khergit Khanate was led by Maltas, who went north and met an army led by King Ragnar himself.
Rudburg, this is the territory of Rudyaar. At this moment, Maltas met an army assembled by King Ragnar nearby.
When the two armies met, King Ragnar's army was defeated. Maltas took advantage of the victory and pursued them. The army led by Ragnar retreated northward until they reached a river. Behind King Ragnar's army was a river, and the winding river blocked the Nords' retreat route. Maltas acted rashly. For Maltas, he thought it was natural to defeat King Ragnar with his own talents.
Originally, he was preparing for a decisive battle with King Ragnar, but at this moment Ragnar made some fatal mistakes. Judging from the previous fight, Maltas had always had the upper hand.
At this moment, Maltas, who thought everything was safe, began to get carried away. A smile appeared on his face that must be mocked, and even King Ragnar, who had rich combat experience, ignored it at this time. But then something strange happened.
Suddenly, a Nord army appeared in the forest near the river. At this moment, all the light cavalry of Maltas had been sent to attack King Ragnar's army. That is to say, there were not many troops to protect Maltas's central tent. This raiding team did not have an excellent general to lead it, but it was still unstoppable because they were all a group of Nord royal guards.
A Kugit light cavalryman ran towards the Nordic royal guards. If the light lance in his hand hit the Nordic royal guards, it would tear their bodies apart like a piece of thin paper. However, before their lances touched the Nordic royal guards, a flying axe pierced straight into their chests. The armor worn by the Kugit light cavalry was ordinary leather armor, which provided extremely limited defense.
The light cavalryman fell off his horse and now he has become a corpse. This is just an ordinary sign on the battlefield. More and more light cavalrymen were hit by the flying axes of the Nord Royal Guards. Occasionally, a few light cavalrymen were able to dodge this wave of flying axe attacks, but their horses were not so lucky. The speed of those war horses dropped significantly after being hit by the flying axes, because the drop in speed led to insufficient kinetic energy, which directly led to a significant reduction in the power of the lance. The Nord Royal Guards wore heavy armor and were equipped with a specially made Nord Royal Shiwei round shield. Such protection prevented them from being hurt.
Therefore, when those lucky yet unlucky light cavalry rushed into the position of the Nord Royal Guards, they were torn to pieces alive by one huge axe after another.
This is the behavior of wild animals.
Maltas cursed in his heart, completely forgetting the style of their own army. But at this moment, what else can he do except retreat? Just as he was thinking, a flying axe slid past his ear, and a few of his hairs were cut off. Maltas was immediately frightened, but he had a special psychological quality and could not be frightened by this flying axe. He soon returned to normal. His face showed unprecedented calmness and composure. After the four light cavalrymen who were guarding him closely saw their commander showing unprecedented calmness, they also relaxed. More and more light cavalrymen in front were torn to pieces by the Nord Royal Guards.
Maltas commanded the few Khergit light cavalry and used the Khergits' unique fighting style, shooting at the Nord soldiers in a kite-flying manner.
However, the Nord soldiers, who had fought with the Khergit Khanate many times, were no longer afraid of this kind of fighting style. They had seen this kind of fighting style of the Khergit Khanate before, so they raised their shields and began to slow down. All this was to be able to move forward shoulder to shoulder with their comrades. To deal with this kind of long-range attack, the shield became their most powerful defensive weapon.
Although those fast Khergit horse archers could easily shoot their arrows, and because they lived on horseback all year round, their arrows never missed their targets. Even their horse archery was first-rate. However, facing the slowly advancing Nordic Royal Guards, the Khergit Khanate's horse archers were in trouble for the first time.
Maltas stood in the distance and watched the Nord Royal Guards approaching him slowly. There was no famous commander on the opposite side that he knew, or it could be said that the Nord Royal Guards leading the charge this time were just a group of unknown people, although they were an elite force.
The attack style of his own horse archers was completely ineffective. Not a single Nord royal guard fell. On the contrary, they took advantage of the gaps to pull out throwing axes from their backs and pierced the chests of the horse archers one after another.
As the commander of the central army, Maltas cannot afford to lose his temper. If he runs away, the group of Kugit Lancers who are fighting with King Ragnar's troops in front will quickly withdraw.
As the center, he had to stand here and watch the enemy in front of him advance step by step. Maltas' heart became more solemn.
I was too careless!
Maltas knew that now was not the time to reflect on himself. He should either retreat quickly to reduce casualties, or fight to the death with the group of Nord Royal Guards in front of him.
Suddenly, Maltas drew the sword from his waist, which meant that he was on alert. The light cavalry guarding him also held their breath. Perhaps in the next second, their commander would order them to charge forward.
King Ragnar and his soldiers, who were at the center of the battlefield, were resisting the charge of the Khergit Lancers. The Lancers came and went like the wind, but under King Ragnar's effective command, this group of Nord soldiers formed a solid line of defense. The Khergit Lancers could not break through this line of defense for a while. King Ragnar had already learned the news that his Nord Royal Guards were about to capture Maltas. Even if they could not capture Maltas, they could let him retreat first, which was also considered to be a confidant of Maltas's ambition to destroy his capital.
Taking a deep breath, Maltas realized that if he rushed forward recklessly, he would definitely die. Even if he continued to fight, he would not be able to defeat the group of Nordic royal guards in front of him. In this case, he had no choice but to retreat first.
"Retreat, everyone, follow me!"
Maltas said something that surprised the guards around him, but they also breathed a sigh of relief. Soon several guards rushed to the front line, indicating that a group of middle and lower-level commanders at the front line ordered their subordinates to survey and map.
The Kugit Lancers came and went quickly, and when they returned to the battlefield, they disappeared completely. King Ragnar looked at the backs of the Kugit Khanate's army leaving, and he already felt pain for the Kugit Khanate. If there was a chance, King Ragnar would not mind destroying the Kugit Khanate.
But then he thought again, the Khergit Khanate had become an empire as powerful as his own. Ever since the Vols declared independence from the south, King Ragnar suddenly realized that there was no one who could conquer the entire continent for him.
The Vols, which originally belonged to them, has declared independence from the south, which means that all the land within the southern Rhodok Kingdom belongs to the Vols.
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