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The soldiers of the Xinmin Legion who walked out of the fog did not stop because of the small encounter.

Such a small-scale battle cannot even be called a war. In the words of Commander William, it is called a warm-up.

Soon after, the officers walking in front of the queue sent messengers to the entrance of the woods to check what happened. It is estimated that this group of enemies has been preparing for a long time, and it is also possible that they began to ambush in the woods yesterday. The sparse woods are scattered with small camps of Essos, some very simple shacks, and cooking. stone pot.

The giant squad of the pioneers of the Xinmin Legion did not let a single enemy escape.

Perhaps these slave soldiers were too weak, and they hardly had any influence on the giant squad. But in any case, the horns of the soldiers in the woods were clearly heard, but the main army of the other party hardly sent any reinforcements, which still made the army chiefs a little surprised.

Not long after, Kantor, who was clearly impatient, joined the army and drove over on horseback.

As a soldier, Kanter did not wear the armor of a battlefield officer. He wore a fine linen smock with a leather cape draped over his back. Escorted by the heavily armed Xinmin Guards, the regiment commander took the lead in rushing to the woods from the rear regiment formation. Once he entered the woods mouth, he took out a towel and wiped his shining forehead, and asked in a loud voice, "Where are the prisoners? ?"

A few sentry soldiers who cooperated with the giant team carefully brought the dejected people over. These people were not afraid when they saw the soldiers with swords and swords, but when they knew that the army commander came to see them, they They all huddled together, as if they were about to be punished.

"Damn it," Kante sat on the horse and scolded the horse to urge the horse to step forward.

A giant stepped on the broken leaves in the woods and walked over, his steps were heavy, as if every step was with great power, "Your Excellency, these people are Essos, it is well known that Essos breathe through their mouths. , his mouth is big enough, so it doesn't affect his life without a nose." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"Captain Wangwang, that's the case, but why did you kill the captive's nose?"

"It's to mourn the hard-footed people who were executed in the new land."

"What did you say?" The complexity of the matter exceeded Kante's expectations. A few simple greetings seemed to contain more crises than expected.

If the relatively mild-tempered giant tribes all began to express their dissatisfaction with the execution of the newly added rebels, then the other wildling tribes in the Xinmin Legion may have grown a lot of resentment. This is definitely not a problem that can be ignored.

This matter must be discussed with Commander William immediately, Kanter thought so, and changed the content of the conversation: "Ask how many people there are in the Essos army across the river?"

"Join the army," Wangwang pushed aside the crowd of soldiers watching the fun with his hands, like pushing away the reeds in front of him, "I haven't interrogated them yet."

"Oh", Kanter nodded to Wangwang, "Then you should interrogate quickly, the follow-up troops are about to arrive, and the commander will ask you questions in person."

After Kanter finished speaking, he knew that it would be meaningless to continue, so he greeted the Xinmin Guards who followed him, shouted, and rode toward the marching team behind him.

A dozen cavalrymen rushed in the direction the team was advancing. The soldiers of the large troop did not have any abnormality because of the commotion ahead. The large troop continued to march silently under the leadership of the commander's flag.

Looking forward from the back of the team, the soldiers are like a densely arranged pine forest. The spears they set up in the clumps have a sturdy beauty. Coupled with the military flags fluttering in the wind every few dozen steps, the whole army looks full of Mighty power.

William rode forward slowly on a large high-headed horse. He seemed to have just recovered from his contemplation. His eyes converged into a line, squinting his right hand to make his eyebrows, and looking at the distance, he seemed to be drawn by a traveling artist. The general looked high-spirited as he looked out at the field.

Naturally, he had the aura of a leader all over his body. The former deputy of the Gripen Independent Battalion was obviously accustomed to the position of the commander of the Xinmin Legion, and he carried the commander's fortitude and composure in every move.

The dust was flying, and a squad galloping in the distance came towards them. After this cavalry squad reached the vicinity of the large troop sequence, they reined in one after another and merged themselves into the advancing cavalry squad very skillfully.

Joining the army, Kanter came to Commander William's side and walked with the horse, "Commander, I'm afraid we are in trouble," Kanter organized his voice, looked left and right, and found that Tormund was not nearby, so he pressed voice said.

"What's the matter, I'm listening."

Kanter was thinking hard about how to report his judgment. The giant team just cut off the enemy's nose to mourn the execution of the rebel hardfoot people, because the giant tribe once had a good tribal relationship with the hardfoot tribe outside the Great Wall. It does not seem to constitute the crime of chaotic military hearts.

Just as he was about to tell what he had just seen, two cavalrymen from the Northland Aboriginal Squad came over on horseback and lifted their masks on the horse. They were recruits recruited by Winterfell on the spot, one of whom Kante knew. It seems that it is still the squire knight originally trained by the Stark family in Winterfell. Because of the fall of Stark, he was down and down, so he turned to report to the Xinmin Legion.

The cavalry saluted William and Cantor.

Noticing the person coming, William reined in the reins and moved the horse to the right side of the main force, so as not to affect the passage of the following soldiers, "Cavalry, it is against military discipline to leave the line without authorization. If you have anything, you should contact your centurion. Or the battalion commander to convey it?"

"Yes, I know, Commander. But I have something important to report to you."

William glanced at his attendant Kanter, hoping to get some hints from his deputy, but Kanter didn't look up, but lowered his head in thought.

The sound of footsteps rumbling in his ears, the army passed by them, William said without a trace of emotion in his voice: "Soldier, talk."

"Yes, Commander, I suspect that my savage captain is trying to defect. I have overheard him say that for the sake of the hard-footed people, we should rebel against the rule of the north, and let the mighty people of the north know that there are no new people like them. They can't cope with the fate of the Essos, but their accents are a bit unfamiliar, that's all I understand, and there are a few words like abandoning the dark and turning the light."

William's eyes shot icy cold, and his voice was like cold iron in the frozen ground, asking: "Cavalry, are you disturbing the hearts of the army? Since their dialects are so eloquent, how can you be sure that you heard correctly?"

The cavalryman was sweating coldly on his forehead, because the footsteps in his ears were too loud, he couldn't hear William's words very clearly, but even a few syllables made his heart beat faster and his whole body was shaking, "Commander, I can be sure that I come from a traditional family of ancestors, and I can generally hear the pronunciation of old words accurately."

"Oh? What's your name soldier?"

"Cart Conton of the Third Squad of the 5th Battle Battalion of the Legion is from the Northland family. His father, Kyle Conton, was a knight under the command of Earl Mitch Seven."

William looked at the bronze badge on the opponent's chest. The badge was the pattern of a red eagle's head between two crossed tridents on a white shading.

"You go back to the team first. I guess you probably heard it wrong. Don't make any noise about this matter. I will send someone to investigate. Just pretend that nothing happened."

"I will, Commander." Carter Conton reassured, and then pulled the reins with his companions towards the rear marching team.

William was silent for a moment, the conversation just now touched him a little.

"My joining the army, what do you think of this? Will the news from the north really affect the inside of the Xinmin Army?"

"Commander," Kanter thought for a while and said, "The battle is imminent, and we need to be careful about everything. Lord Lynn has given us five days to move the team forward twenty miles and place the main force at the confluence of the Broken Branch River. Being in line with the Baigang garrison, although the time is tight, it is still enough. But now we are forcibly fighting with these unstable factors. If we lose a local war on our side, I am afraid that it will harm the lord's overall encirclement and suppression of chess. ."

William and Kanter looked at each other, obviously not expecting that their own army would be inclined to conservatism, William said: "Sir, Lord Guardian let us train these wildling recruits well, and now the regiment has been quite effective in terms of discipline, now Hasty interrogation and interrogation of the army, especially the centralized political screening of the generals and officials of the savage tribe, may have the opposite effect."

"Loyalists are forever loyal, and we have no malicious intentions. As long as the unstable factors are checked, I will carry the problem."

Hearing Kanter's last words, William's pride burned with confidence, and he said solemnly: "Well, since our enemy is still across the river and hasn't come over, there should be a period of confrontation in these two days, and the army is about to camp. , you can take this opportunity to settle this matter, I will hand over all the direct lineage of the original Griffin Legion to you, I hope you can act faster."

Kanter's face froze, and he replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Commander, I will arrange it properly."

at the same time.

The 7th Gripen mixed battalion stationed in Baigang City also prepared and set off the next morning when Lynn returned to Baigang.

The army went out of the east gate and marched northeast for about fifteen miles. When they were about to reach the Broken Branch River Basin, they noticed the dusty situation on the far side of the horizon.

A few scouts ran back against the queue, and the soldiers of the 7th mixed battalion strutting forward heard their heralds start shouting loudly: "Celebrate the order of the battalion officer, the battle queue continues to advance, and the baggage soldiers are in the north. Poe set up a camp post, and the first and second cavalry squads were protecting the flanks and marching forward in a battle-ready phalanx, and everyone quickened their pace."

The mixed battalion was dispersed in an orderly manner under the mobilization of the messenger, and soon the team of 1,500 people was quickly divided into four groups.

When the mixed battalion command group arrived on a dirt slope, the troops were stopped to continue their march and began to build a simple fortification. The camp is located near a village that once owned the territory of a northern knight family, but the village has long since ceased to exist. , the surviving house was burnt to darkness, leaving only a rubble.

The 7th Mixed Battalion, as the direct line garrison of White Harbor, is a powerful mixed combat battalion that includes a heavy armored infantry squad, a heavy armored cavalry squad, and a well-trained longbow squad and a sword and shield squad. .

The battalion officer N'Zoth was trained and promoted under the account of Sir 'Tall' Duncan, Lynn's former captain of the bodyguard and now the first main commander of the northern and southern expeditions. He only looked at the surrounding terrain and immediately misjudged the huge depression ahead. Shaped basins are great for ambushes.

Thinking of the dust flying in the distance before.

N'Zoth frowned and shouted, "Scout team! Scout team!"

The captain of the sentinel scout in charge of the reconnaissance heard the call of the battalion officer, and trotted forward to wait for orders.

"Have you investigated the situation in front of you and the surroundings clearly?"

"The first sentinel team, in the past two hours, we reconnaissance and searched all the surrounding woods, and found nothing."

"Is there any latest report?"

"Yes, we have increased the search range. The latest situation is that we searched the surrounding area of ​​five miles, but no enemy was found."

"Damn you, are you rice buckets? Five miles? The time when the Essos ran through the five miles, it is estimated that your sword is still in the sheath, immediately increase the search range, ten miles... not ten miles, directly search fifteen miles away. Broken Branch River Ferry."

"It will take a lot of time for a radius of 15 miles, and according to the plan, we still have plenty of time. Excessive expansion of the scope of investigation may reveal our advance. What your subordinates mean is, do you want to get in touch with Xinmin in the north first? , let's..."

"It's not necessary," N'Zoth interrupted sternly, squinting at the terrain in front of him, and pouted, "What if it is discovered, don't forget our battle plan, extending the Essos army westward. Cut off all the minions, instead of trying to annihilate any enemy main force, let our flanks move forward with peace of mind, let's do our own thing, once the enemy finds our cavalry troops, we can also give those new people's legions advance, and bring about the effect of pinning down the enemy's flanks."

"Yes, sir. My subordinates will do it now."

The four five-person scout teams quickly left the queue and flew away.

An hour later~www.wuxiaspot.com~ One of the scout teams appeared one mile away from the Ferry of Brokenzhi River. There was a faint sound of killing in front. The team leader quickly approached, and the sound of killing was getting louder and louder. loud.

When the team was half a mile away from the ferry, the team found a line of Essos coalition troops waving flags, and judging from the number of flags, there were probably no less than 2,000 people.

The main force of the enemy seems to be crossing the river.

A scout cavalry, looking at the scene in front of him, said, "The enemy's main force is crossing the river, which means that the enemy's outposts control at least all important points within a mile in front of the ferry. This is common sense in marching, and it makes no sense. Those Essos don't even understand basic marching rules."

When the captain of his scout team heard the words, his body trembled and his face was ashen.

He glanced around, and vaguely saw a tattered flag lying on the ground not far away. He urged the horse to come forward, and quickly recognized the pattern on the flag, and his face was so gloomy that water almost dripped.

With a bang, the captain of the scout pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted to his companions behind: "It's the flag of the scout team of our battalion. There is an ambush nearby, everyone be careful."

As the voice just fell.

From the front came the tremors of iron hoofs knocking on the ground.

Everyone's swords were unsheathed immediately, and the squad leader pulled the reins and flipped Mahler's foam. Then he put on his mask, raised his sword and shouted, "Let's get the news right away, the others will come to me. ."

Having said that, he neighed as his horses neighed, and led the other three to rush towards an army flag that appeared from the forest.