Chapter 237： meet the enemy

Arda's army is marching on the dirt road in the wilderness. The weather is clear and sunny today. Although the weather in the northwest bay is slightly chilly in March and April, the soldiers are still sweating profusely after walking for a long time.

Although it was already past noon, the troops hadn't eaten yet, because it was very close to Bidoburg, and the commander of the troops, Bryce, decided to arrive at the destination first, and then let the whole army eat after camping.

"Squad leader, when shall we have dinner!"

Joss rubbed his stomach, and there were constant "cuckoo" protests from inside.

"We're almost at Pittburg! We'll have a nice lunch there! Really, can't you bear this little hunger?"

Makarov took out a paper package from the marching rucksack and threw it to Joss, "Divide it for each person, let's use this pad first."

"Squad leader, what is this?"

"The biscuits sold in Feilong Pavilion are cheap, you help the bastards."

"Flying Dragon Pavilion? Is that the newly opened restaurant at the entrance of the town?"

"I've been there. It's said that the cuisine there is from somewhere in the south. It's delicious."

“This cookie is also a Southern cookie…”

After chewing a lot of biscuits, a singing sound came from the front, and it was unknown who led it. Joss and the others listened carefully and recognized the "Ode to My Lord Grammy", which was recently popular in the barracks.

"Paul Grammy~My Lord Earl!"

"Soldiers from all over the territory have been mobilized~"

"A company of elite soldiers has 12~60 bullets each~"

"He said~ Tough guys, I look forward to fighting side by side with you~"

"The enemy covets our farmland and minerals~ and tens of thousands of treasuries~"

"Don't pretend to be a bear~ let the enemy know that we are not easy to mess with~"

…

As goofy as it may sound, the slightly witty lyrics and tune fit the march well.

Joss' class also joined in the chorus, and their feet became lighter unconsciously.

"God's protection is like wind, thunder and lightning~ Who doesn't know Lord Greyman and his soldiers~"

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"Goodbye ~ dear Louise ~ don't cry ~"

"Not every arrow can hit the arrow~ If every arrow can hit the arrow~ who will the lord find to be a soldier~"

"We have cannons and muskets, one shot down a hole~"

"We can receive military pay on time every month ~ who can collect money on time like us~"

"Master Graeman~my lord~hero with shining laurels~your soldiers will always be the most loyal~"

"As long as you continue to let us sweep the enemy ~ we will overthrow the whole world for you ~"

After one side sang, just waiting for the second round to start, there was an exclamation:

"It seems like someone is running over!"

Joss and the others looked up and saw billows of smoke and dust billowing from the road ahead, as if a large group of people were rushing here.

A man riding a horse and wearing the rank of second lieutenant ran to Lieutenant Colonel Bryce and stopped. He looked like an investigator who was in charge of scouting in front of the troops before. Not far from Lovebahn.

The two whispered for a while, not knowing what they were talking about.

Makarov turned to his squad and said, "Be prepared, everyone, there may be enemies ahead."

"Well~"

Joss took off the flintlock gun behind the strap and held it nervously, with sweat dripping from his palms. Is the first fight in life finally coming?

Then I saw Lieutenant Colonel Bryce getting nervous and serious, and the two orderlies beside him ran to both ends of the marching line one after the other, shouting as they ran:

"Find enemy cavalry, form a phalanx! Form a phalanx!"

The whole army was immediately enveloped in a tense and chilling atmosphere.

Fortunately, the usual rigorous training has played a role. The companies walking in the front will first stand in three horizontal rows, and the companies behind will join up one by one.

In just ten minutes, the first battalion and the second battalion were in charge of each side, building a hollow phalanx with a side length of about 30 meters.

In the open space inside the phalanx, the luggage of the transport company was placed, and the soldiers of the transport company also added to the phalanx.

In addition to the luggage, the artillery company was also placed in the open space in the middle, and the artillery crew members unloaded the cannons and ammunition to build a firing position. Due to the sudden situation, the cavalry came to charge at high speed again. They had no time to set up artillery outside the hollow phalanx, so they had to retreat into the phalanx to prepare for firing and wait for the right time.

After a tense bustle, the army of Arda awaited the arrival of the enemy.

Standing on a high platform temporarily built with ammunition boxes, Bryce, Joyce, and the two deputy battalion commanders held binoculars to observe the situation ahead.

"Judging from the flags, the cavalrymen of the Heller family are galloping in front, and the two behind are, of course, the people of the Kent family—our enemy!"

"Could it be that our allies are finished, and there are only so few remnants left?"

"I've been fooled, deal with the cavalry in front of me first, and then go down to the people of Heller's house!"

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Derrick Heller led the knights under his command and ran all the way north. Since the terrain ahead was flat, he saw Arda's army from a distance At first he thought they were coming to intercept his enemy Army, the opponent changed from a marching formation to a strange phalanx in a very short period of time. This kind of formation speed can be seen as an extremely elite army, at least the militiamen recruited under his command can never do this.

Just when he was ready to give it a go, he gradually saw the banner of the army in front - a bright red flag with a golden flying dragon tattooed on it.

It was the ally Arda's army, and Derrick suddenly felt like he was saved from a desperate situation, even though he was still complaining about the Arda army in the morning and didn't know where to dawdle.

He raised his lance high and let the flag of the Heller family tied to the head of the lance flutter in the wind.

Fortunately, the other party recognized him. A man standing high inside the phalanx, who looked like a general from his attire, kept waving his arms to the right.

Derrick understood the other party's meaning, which was to let him pass from the right side of the phalanx—for him, it was the left side, and in short, don't get close to them.

He understands this very well. At a dangerous moment when facing the enemy, once one's own army is loosened, it may bring dangerous consequences. So he beckoned and led the knights to turn left. The team of the Heller family quickly ran past the hollow phalanx. They were exhausted, so they could only run to the back to find a place to rest.

When passing through the phalanx, Derrick roughly estimated the number of Lower Arda's army, probably more than 1,000.

He was worried again, could such a small number of people block the impact of hundreds of cavalry from the Kent family? Moreover, the defensive phalanx they put up was not solid, and there were only three thin layers of soldiers on the periphery.

What's even more exaggerated is that the "guns" held by the soldiers are too short. Besides, is that a gun? The shape is so weird.

Father in heaven! Bless them!