Chapter 12： Rush

"This time, it's about two days." Chris pushed the water glass to the side of Meyn Castle and said to Waglon: "Here, our army can gather together, and we can gather a total of 1,000 troops and attack directly. Enter the castle to end the battle."

Wagron nodded and assuredly assured: "Our cavalry can complete the mission, launch a surprise attack, and eliminate 200 enemies without any problems."

Then he pointed to the Dukou City on the map, and said to Chris: "We have cannons, and it can be expected to capture Dukou City."

"The question now is, how can we stop Burman, the lord of Ferry City, from escaping with his fleet!" Wagron looked at the map, frowned and said.

"No matter!" Chris slapped the table, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "It doesn't matter if they run or not! I must fight at Ferry City!"

"This is not a strategic issue, but a moral issue! I don't care about plundering the people! I will do the same if I change to me! But harming the people is the original sin! It is the sin that we must fight against!" The table was clenched into a fist, and he said firmly.

"Subordinates understand!" Hearing Chris's words, Wagron's eyes lit up, and he immediately clenched his right hand to his chest, and echoed loudly: "Subordinates, let's gather troops!"

The attack must be carried out, but how to proceed requires careful planning. Once Seris can't end the battle quickly, pressure from other sources will increase. The safety of the base camp Serris City cannot be guaranteed.

In fact, Chris didn't have much force in his hand, and there were only 2,000 people assembled. Among them, about 1,000 people were the garrison remaining in the territory of Seris, and could not easily be moved.

The mobility of these left-behind troops is low, and the speed of assembly will actually slow down the attack speed of the main force, so there is actually no essential difference if it is adjusted.

Among the remaining troops, there are about 500 cavalry, and the remaining 500 are infantry. But now that Mayne has just been taken down, leaving 300 people is not necessarily safe, so the only troops Chris can transfer are the poor 700.

He must rely on these 700 people to fight with the Berman City Lord of Ferry City quickly, otherwise the forces in other directions of the city of Seris may take the opportunity to launch a military action against Seris.

Once someone attacked Seris, the battle would not be a great victory, but a complete defeat.

Striving for a quick fight with a disadvantaged force seems to be a very unlikely thing, but Chris must do it.

"This is an adventure!" Wagron looked at the map, and finally said to Chris: "If the opponent uses the most correct harassment tactics, spreads the forces, delays our marching speed... we will lose."

"If Ferry City assembles its forces and fights us head-on, we who have artillery will win!" Chris gave another possibility.

Chris is very optimistic about this gamble: "They have a military advantage, and they haven't figured out how strong our secret weapon is. Why don't they fight us?"

"You lead 200 cavalry and 50 infantry to maintain peace in Meyn Castle! I personally took 450 infantry and 300 cavalry to the ferry!" Chris set a quick decision and decided to lead his troops.

After hearing this, Wagron immediately stopped, and said: "My lord! You stay in Mayne! Let me lead the troops!"

It's not that Chris couldn't believe in Wagron, but felt that he could better execute his strategy by personally recruiting. He waved his hand and said to Wagron, "You look at the rear for me, and it is also a great achievement! This time I can't go to Ferry City by bravery, but also need to make decisions on the battlefield. There are some decisions that you can't make, so I Must go in person!"

Hearing Chris said this, Wagron also knew what was going on, nodded and said: "My lord, don't worry, I will guard Mayne and make sure there is nothing wrong here!"

With Wagron guarding himself in the rear, Chris was relieved to lead his troops directly out of Mayne.

Chris, with only cavalry, moved very fast, and 300 cavalry blew across the eastern plains of Maine like a whirlwind.

He handed all his luggage and 20 cannons to Wagron's adjutant Coria, and he led the cavalry quickly eastward, and rushed to the junction of Ferry City and Mayne in only one day and one night.

Seeing the sun rising to the east, Chris narrowed his eyes. The sun at this moment was not good for his attack, but he couldn't wait any longer.

"Give my order! Rest on the spot for 20 minutes! Then the whole army gathers! Attack the ferry!" Chris gave a rest order to the guards next to him, then turned over and dismounted, found a clean place to sit down .

What he saw along the way was all kinds of Mayne's tragic situation, the houses left by the abducted civilians were empty, and the ground and the roadside were full of corpses and discarded utensils and clothes.

The still rich Mayne suddenly became a **** on earth, which made Chris' hatred of Dukou City Lord rise to the point of exploding.

Even the Mayne City Lord Ensel, who he killed, did not make things so decisive. In a sense, this Berman is really a "talent"!

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of the cold water in the water bag, Chris felt his energy full again. He got up from the ground, turned on his horseback, pulled the reins of the warhorse, pointed to the front and asked the soldiers who were looking at him loudly: "Are you rested?"

"Take a good rest!" Seeing his coach get on the horse, many cavalry have already rode back to the horse. They answered Chris' question with loud voices, waiting for Chris' new order.

"Kill the enemy with me!" Chris pulled the rein to make the horse spin in place, neighing madly back towards the east.

"Kill the enemy!" Behind him, countless cavalrymen held up their long lances, with their legs clamped between their horses, and their bright armor facing the direction of the rising sun, killing them.

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The sun had just risen, and a soldier in Dukou City yawned lazily. They have been exhausted in the past few days, but tens of thousands of civilians were escorted and transported.

If you don't find a chance to be lazy, how can you be worthy of yourself? What's more, maybe in a few days, Mayne will call over there, and it will be impossible to be lazy at that time.

While covering his mouth with his hand, he subconsciously swept away the western horizon that was still shrouded in darkness, and then frowned involuntarily.

Squinting his eyes, the soldiers of this crossing city saw something squirming over the horizon.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he carefully stared at the end of the road again. This time he became more sure that there were cavalry approaching!

"Hey! Hey! There are enemies!" He kicked the companion next to him with his toes, and awakened the other companion who had fallen asleep: "Mayne's side, come here!"

"Impossible! They are at war with Seris, where did the soldiers trouble us?" On the watchtower, the other soldier was unwilling to open his eyes, and replied in a dreamlike voice.

"No! It's a real cavalry!" As the cavalry got closer and closer, the awake Dukou City soldier was already hysterical. He kept kicking his companions around him and shouting loudly.

The other party finally couldn't bear it. He turned over and got up from the ground, holding his weapon and looking towards the western horizon, which had been brightened a lot, and found that a group of cavalry was really galloping in their direction.

For a moment, there was no sleep, and the soldier who had just got up was also scared out of his body. He didn't know that the same scene had happened a few days ago on the border of Seris.

"Quick! Quickly light the beacon!" Seeing the cavalry rushing, the soldiers of the ferry city shouted anxiously. He felt that the high platform under his feet was shaking, and he felt that his legs were shaking constantly with this shaking.

Just when they lit the beacon, the cavalry had already circled the city and passed this small beacon tower.

Chris didn't come to pull out these little beacon towers. What he wanted was to attack the entire border area of ​​Dukou City and force the other party to Dukou City.

So he didn't even think about attacking these beacon towers, and just hand over these small targets to the infantry behind him to take care of.

What he has to do now is to quickly sweep the border of Dukou City, kill the soldiers and drive the civilians out of the village!

The wolf smoke spread all the way, and the direction of Dukou City quickly reacted. A group of infantrymen assembled, seeming to want to stop Chris from advancing.

After all, the soldiers in Ferry City had just escorted tens of thousands of Mayne civilians back to their territory, and they had not had time to disperse.

A 200-man team just crossed the road, blocking the path of the Chris Cavalry.

Having hunted down the scattered enemy troops, Chris, who had killed all morning, didn't mean to stop. He rectified his troops slightly and launched an offensive immediately.

The infantry phalanx that didn't have enough bows and arrows just got mixed up with the cavalry that hit it, and turned into a huge flesh-and-blood grindstone.

Riding on horseback, Chris rushed straight into the enemy's square surrounded by the guards.

His long sword swung an arc and chopped over an enemy infantry passing by. The huge impact of the war horse drove the sharp sword, and lifted the thin armor from the bottom up, tearing open the flesh and blood inside.

Before the enemy soldier fell screaming, Chris's horse had already smashed the other two enemies away, without looking back.

The Serris cavalry who followed Chris slashed left and right, as if into no one. Their armor was splattered with blood, and they looked like a devil from **** in the eyes of the enemy. These knights following him formed a huge meat grinder, devouring the lives of surrounding enemies.

In just one breath, the arrow formed by them cut a huge gap in the enemy's position. Then in the next second, more cavalry rushed into the gap, like a virus spreading on the wound.

Picking up a spear that pierced him, Chris broke the barrel of the spear with his backhand, then pierced the soldier's throat with the spear, and pulled out the sword in one go and continued forward.

His lips are still slightly pale, his eyes are still sharp as needles, and his not too tall but well-proportioned body passes through the blood mist, with an indomitable momentum—

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