Ride and Cut

Cold Winter City is the most important city in the northwest of the Stuart Kingdom, with nearly one million residents and tens of thousands of elite garrisons. The fortifications that have been in operation for a long time are very strong, and the prosperous market has attracted many mages to settle down.

Siege warfare has always been a difficult job, and it is not the same thing as a small town like Chakeshi. To attack a big city like Winter City, the minimum requirement is to occupy the absolute initiative in the surrounding areas, have a sufficient understanding of the enemy's movements, and at the same time must make protracted logistical preparations.

In other words, you have to hold the advantage, and it is an overwhelming advantage.

War is not a child's play. Its existence and development have its own objectivity, which cannot be changed by anyone's will.

It wasn't long before the Pompeii expeditionary force entered the territory of Stuart. Judging by past experience, we should still be in the stage of mutual exploration at this time. After all, they are all first-class powers on the mainland, and with a rotten ship and three-pound nails, even if they are at a disadvantage, they will never be reduced to being slaughtered.

But judging from the battle report sent from the rear, the entire Stuart was surprisingly slow to respond to Pompeii's attack this time. So far, there has not been even a war of ten thousand people.

In the largest battle, several Stuart legions and the lord's private soldiers launched their own defenses. Facing the Pompeii army, which was superior in strength and command, they were quickly and easily defeated. Like a stone falling into a sea wave, it failed to stir up half a wave.

The Griffin Ambition, which was planted in the hands of the lord a few days ago, is already considered the strongest among them.

To be honest, it was so relaxed that it didn't look like a national war, but more like an armed parade. Small towns were occupied one after another, regular armies were destroyed one after another, and large tracts of land fell into Pompeii's control.

This is no longer explained by the phrase "lure the enemy to go deep", and it is impossible for the craziest commander to achieve this level.

In the end, there were only a few large cities left in front of Pompeii, and the defenders could not shrink back inside. This is also the reason why they started preparing to attack Cold Winter City so soon-compared with continuing to rush and occupy, capturing cities that still have the ability to resist is already a safer choice.

Pompeii's military operations were undoubtedly very smooth, but the question is how could it be so smooth?

Where did the regular army with hundreds of legions go? Where are the dragon knights and magicians? Even if Stuart's strength has declined in recent years, he will definitely not be reduced to this point.

His Majesty the Mad King Belluni's random disruption of command must be one of the reasons, but it is unlikely to be the whole reason.

What is going on with this question - Li Cha must admit that he didn't even think about it, and the information is really not enough right now.

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Three days later, the main force of the legion arrived in Chakesh Town.

From their high spirits, neat formation, high morale, and loud slogans when they marched, Li Cha could only see one thing - they must have never fought much, at most there were some small-scale battles that were not worth mentioning.

Buster's subordinates were the ones who had seen blood--all bearded and unkempt. But when looking at people, they are all stern eyes, their eyes are only wandering on the neck and chest, ready to strike at any time.

He looks at other people, and other people look at him.

Whenever the eyes meet, the lord finds that some people will show a subtle expression of disdain and envy, and then most of them immediately turn their heads to avoid it. She was as shy as a country girl who had never seen the world, making Li Cha think that there was mud on her face.

There were also some young knights who looked at him very enthusiastically. If it weren't for military discipline, they would probably run over directly, making Li Cha think he had gold coins on his face again.

But there is clearly not even a stubble on his face, it was just shaved this morning and it is very clean.

"They're jealous of you, Eagle Knight." Bedric rolled his eyes and said boredly.

"Because I'm handsome?" Li Cha touched his face and felt good about himself.

"Fart, I'm jealous of your reputation and your military exploits! You were the one who defeated the Blood Knight, you were the one who won the first victory, and you were the one who captured the legion flag!" Bedric reached out and patted Li Cha's shoulder, shaking his head for a while.

Although it is already in a state of war, the current situation is as calm as a windless lake. Not to mention battles between large armies, there are only a handful of small-scale conflicts.

As a result, the entire expeditionary force was facing the embarrassing situation of having no battle to fight, and the Pompeii soldiers who were eager for military exploits were like chicks waiting to be fed, but they were not satisfied at all.

If it is necessary to choose a general from among the dwarves, the lord of the mountain castle is almost the only candidate. What's more, his record is full of gold, and it is difficult for even the pickiest person to continue to be demanding-only leading a few hundred people, he broke through the entire Stuart Legion and a town defended by dozens of blood knights, and his own losses were surprisingly small.

"You are already a celebrity, and many young knights take you as a role model." Bedric shrugged exaggeratedly, "To be honest, I can't help admiring you."

"Oh, then I can sign it for you." Li Cha picked out a piece of booger and flicked it away with his fingers.

A group of passing light cavalry had been staring intently at their idol, but when they saw this scene, they were disillusioned and walked away in despair.

"Don't be complacent." Bedric looked around and saw no outsiders around, and then he said with a chuckle, "No one can bear the limelight and you alone take it all. When you turn back and enter the army, you will be 100% crowded out by others. The citrons that stand out will rot first, understand?"

"That's a wooden citron, can it be rotten if you replace it with a pure gold one?" The lord let out a sneer from his nose, "Whoever wants to try it, let's try it."

He is not very interested in things like infighting, but only if it doesn't provoke him. If someone has to be blind, Li Cha doesn't mind teaching him a lesson he will never forget.

After all, if there is no lesson, how can there be growth.

"Awesome!" Bedric gave a thumbs up firmly. No matter how you look at it, other people's words are stern and soft-hearted, and only Li Cha has the kind of ruthlessness of spitting and nailing.

"I'm wondering if appearing at this moment will disturb your interest." Suffolk's voice came from behind.

He may not know the word Lixian corporal, but he must understand similar principles. It is undoubtedly an honor for the head of the majestic Dragon Claw Army to take the initiative to chat with two nominal subordinates.

"Ahem." Bedric's smirk instantly calmed down, and he turned around with a proper aristocratic demeanor, responding in the most authentic Wangdu accent, "My lord, you are too polite."

This kind of tone has always been considered graceful and extraordinary, but in Li Cha's words, it seems that the voice has not changed sharply during puberty.

The lord turned his head, and before he could say hello to Suffolk, his gaze was first attracted by the person next to the legion commander.

He couldn't help gasping, stretched out his hand and rubbed it twice before he could believe his eyes.