With the old General Mountbatten's submission, the next thing will be much easier to handle.
Hardy did not take advantage of others, but reasonably clarified the responsibilities of both parties with the other party, agreed on some strategic timelines, and then broke up the meeting.
Returning to his tent, Hardy looked at the terrain sand table and chuckled.
Then he said to Rogge: "Go and inform Xixi that he will take over Kaldo's thousand long archers."
Rogge nodded and was leaving. Hardy said: "Wait a minute, tell Xixi to find a way to have a good relationship with those longbowmen and try to get more people to support us. It is best when we leave Inrodo. , there are at least a hundred people willing to leave with us, let’s inform him.”
Then Rogge really left the tent.
Although Yinluoduo is a strange country, it is also a country with a normal political system and the ability to fight back.
It is impossible for them not to know about the alliance between France and Kaldo, so they must be prepared to defend.
"Let the reconnaissance team set off now." Hardy said to the staff next to him: "Focus on reconnaissance of the border of Kiril County."
One of the staff members went out.
Hadi thought for a while and continued: "Order the Eastern Allied Forces to set off now and station troops on the northern border of Karil. The Western Allied Forces will go to the center. The Royal Allied Forces will follow me to the south."
Following Hardy's orders, France's army began to move.
They began to dismantle the camp, and at great speed, divided into three teams and left.
On the outer wall of Kaldor's camp, the old general Mountbatten watched the French army disappear and sighed: "In terms of command ability and scheduling, we are really not as good as them."
There was a young man next to him, the one who had just stood up and objected at the meeting.
He looked at France's shadow in the distance with some jealousy, as if there was someone he didn't like: "It's just divided into three troops. Isn't this act of dividing one's own combat effectiveness a wrong approach?"
"You have to see who is leading the army." Mountbatten turned around and gently stroked the young man's head: "If you are leading the army, this is indeed a loss of combat effectiveness, but for Hardy... this is a A tactic.”
"What tactic?"
"Harassment tactics."
The young man is still a little confused.
Mountbatten explained: "Hardy himself has strong combat power and can transform into a Nightmare Knight, and he also has the famous Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment under his command, which has a very strong offensive ability, so to deal with him, a large number of troops must be stationed. But If a large number of troops are concentrated in one place, other places will be empty, so other armies will not be given a chance. "
The young man put himself into Yin Luoduo's perspective, and then after thinking about it, he subconsciously took a breath: "He is so cunning."
"So...this is why we have to forget our hatred with France." Mountbatten said with emotion: "If we still cling to the hundreds of years of hatred between the two countries, we will probably wait until those black foxes grow from cubs to adults. If we don’t do it, we Kaldor will probably be in trouble.”
The young man muttered: "I think I can block him in the future."
"Yes, everything is possible in the future." Mountbatten laughed.
The young man felt respected and said nothing more.
But in fact, Mountbatten's eyes were covered with a layer of darkness.
He knew very well that the young man next to him, his little nephew, had a great heart but no great ability.
Unstoppable.
Then he turned around and said: "Tell all the commanders to rest for one night and we will set off early tomorrow morning."
The vision is placed in the city of Keriel in the Inrodo Kingdom.
In the study room of the Lord's Mansion, a fat middle-aged man with dark skin looked at the map on the table with worry.
Under normal circumstances, seizing a city and forgetting it is the best defense method.
But there were too many enemies, tens of thousands of them.
There are only at most 4,000 elite soldiers in his city. And reinforcements... said they were coming, but he was not confident when they would arrive.
After all, the trust and promise of many people in Yinluo is not worth a penny.
This is true of almost all Inrodo people.
Say ten sentences, only half of them are reliable.
When he was feeling sad, the door was pushed open, and a boy with slightly fairer skin walked in. His clothes were a little messy.
"Father, I heard that those pagans in France are coming. Please let me lead the troops to go out and fight them."
This young man came in and sat down arrogantly on a bench that looked similar to a sofa. He lay down with his legs crossed and said in a greasy tone.
The middle-aged fat man smelled a strange smell, sniffed it subconsciously, and then said unhappily: "You went to find the Argonian manservant again... How many times have I told you not to touch those despicable things, they will give you a kind of It’s called the Curse of Emery.”
"No, I was very careful and used sheep casings."
"That's also dangerous." The middle-aged man sighed: "Only people from the Chike Cult can lift that curse. It's not good for us to have relations with them."
The young man said with a playful smile: "It's okay, dad, I'm just playing for fun, it won't last long."
The middle-aged man looked at his son's appearance and shook his head helplessly. Then he shouted outside: "Here comes someone!"
"Master." Soon a man with extremely dark skin walked in.
"Go tell all the citizens that every household must provide an adult man to help with defense." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "Of course, if you are willing to pay a silver coin, you can exempt a man from the compulsory recruitment. ”
The servant leaves.
The young man with fair skin jumped up from the bench: "Father, since you won't let me lead the elite soldiers, you must at least give me some of these conscripted militiamen."
"What can you do with a militia?"
The young man pointed at himself and smiled: "I am the one favored by God, and I have the ability. If you give me a thousand militiamen, I can give you at least 600 years of elite soldiers who are not afraid of death."
The middle-aged fat man thought for a while: "This will cause panic."
"Just don't let them know."
The middle-aged fat man thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, you have to be more careful when doing things."
"Thank you, father." The young man jumped up happily and ran out.
Marching takes time.
By the time Hadi's army arrived at the Inrodo border, three days had passed and they just encountered a hurricane.
It's close to the sea, so hurricanes are normal.
But Hardy always felt that something was wrong with this hurricane.
His intuition told him that in the sky, among the fast-moving black clouds caused by the hurricane, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him.
He stood on the lookout and looked at the sky.
The troops were already stationed, and the outer walls and tents were firmly erected.
This hurricane shouldn't pose much of a threat to them.
The most important thing is that the Elf Royal Guards have deployed wind-resistant barriers, further weakening the power of the hurricane.
And Yumi Fanhua stood next to Hardy and whispered: "You need to rest, Hardy." (End of this chapter)
Hardy did not take advantage of others, but reasonably clarified the responsibilities of both parties with the other party, agreed on some strategic timelines, and then broke up the meeting.
Returning to his tent, Hardy looked at the terrain sand table and chuckled.
Then he said to Rogge: "Go and inform Xixi that he will take over Kaldo's thousand long archers."
Rogge nodded and was leaving. Hardy said: "Wait a minute, tell Xixi to find a way to have a good relationship with those longbowmen and try to get more people to support us. It is best when we leave Inrodo. , there are at least a hundred people willing to leave with us, let’s inform him.”
Then Rogge really left the tent.
Although Yinluoduo is a strange country, it is also a country with a normal political system and the ability to fight back.
It is impossible for them not to know about the alliance between France and Kaldo, so they must be prepared to defend.
"Let the reconnaissance team set off now." Hardy said to the staff next to him: "Focus on reconnaissance of the border of Kiril County."
One of the staff members went out.
Hadi thought for a while and continued: "Order the Eastern Allied Forces to set off now and station troops on the northern border of Karil. The Western Allied Forces will go to the center. The Royal Allied Forces will follow me to the south."
Following Hardy's orders, France's army began to move.
They began to dismantle the camp, and at great speed, divided into three teams and left.
On the outer wall of Kaldor's camp, the old general Mountbatten watched the French army disappear and sighed: "In terms of command ability and scheduling, we are really not as good as them."
There was a young man next to him, the one who had just stood up and objected at the meeting.
He looked at France's shadow in the distance with some jealousy, as if there was someone he didn't like: "It's just divided into three troops. Isn't this act of dividing one's own combat effectiveness a wrong approach?"
"You have to see who is leading the army." Mountbatten turned around and gently stroked the young man's head: "If you are leading the army, this is indeed a loss of combat effectiveness, but for Hardy... this is a A tactic.”
"What tactic?"
"Harassment tactics."
The young man is still a little confused.
Mountbatten explained: "Hardy himself has strong combat power and can transform into a Nightmare Knight, and he also has the famous Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment under his command, which has a very strong offensive ability, so to deal with him, a large number of troops must be stationed. But If a large number of troops are concentrated in one place, other places will be empty, so other armies will not be given a chance. "
The young man put himself into Yin Luoduo's perspective, and then after thinking about it, he subconsciously took a breath: "He is so cunning."
"So...this is why we have to forget our hatred with France." Mountbatten said with emotion: "If we still cling to the hundreds of years of hatred between the two countries, we will probably wait until those black foxes grow from cubs to adults. If we don’t do it, we Kaldor will probably be in trouble.”
The young man muttered: "I think I can block him in the future."
"Yes, everything is possible in the future." Mountbatten laughed.
The young man felt respected and said nothing more.
But in fact, Mountbatten's eyes were covered with a layer of darkness.
He knew very well that the young man next to him, his little nephew, had a great heart but no great ability.
Unstoppable.
Then he turned around and said: "Tell all the commanders to rest for one night and we will set off early tomorrow morning."
The vision is placed in the city of Keriel in the Inrodo Kingdom.
In the study room of the Lord's Mansion, a fat middle-aged man with dark skin looked at the map on the table with worry.
Under normal circumstances, seizing a city and forgetting it is the best defense method.
But there were too many enemies, tens of thousands of them.
There are only at most 4,000 elite soldiers in his city. And reinforcements... said they were coming, but he was not confident when they would arrive.
After all, the trust and promise of many people in Yinluo is not worth a penny.
This is true of almost all Inrodo people.
Say ten sentences, only half of them are reliable.
When he was feeling sad, the door was pushed open, and a boy with slightly fairer skin walked in. His clothes were a little messy.
"Father, I heard that those pagans in France are coming. Please let me lead the troops to go out and fight them."
This young man came in and sat down arrogantly on a bench that looked similar to a sofa. He lay down with his legs crossed and said in a greasy tone.
The middle-aged fat man smelled a strange smell, sniffed it subconsciously, and then said unhappily: "You went to find the Argonian manservant again... How many times have I told you not to touch those despicable things, they will give you a kind of It’s called the Curse of Emery.”
"No, I was very careful and used sheep casings."
"That's also dangerous." The middle-aged man sighed: "Only people from the Chike Cult can lift that curse. It's not good for us to have relations with them."
The young man said with a playful smile: "It's okay, dad, I'm just playing for fun, it won't last long."
The middle-aged man looked at his son's appearance and shook his head helplessly. Then he shouted outside: "Here comes someone!"
"Master." Soon a man with extremely dark skin walked in.
"Go tell all the citizens that every household must provide an adult man to help with defense." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "Of course, if you are willing to pay a silver coin, you can exempt a man from the compulsory recruitment. ”
The servant leaves.
The young man with fair skin jumped up from the bench: "Father, since you won't let me lead the elite soldiers, you must at least give me some of these conscripted militiamen."
"What can you do with a militia?"
The young man pointed at himself and smiled: "I am the one favored by God, and I have the ability. If you give me a thousand militiamen, I can give you at least 600 years of elite soldiers who are not afraid of death."
The middle-aged fat man thought for a while: "This will cause panic."
"Just don't let them know."
The middle-aged fat man thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, you have to be more careful when doing things."
"Thank you, father." The young man jumped up happily and ran out.
Marching takes time.
By the time Hadi's army arrived at the Inrodo border, three days had passed and they just encountered a hurricane.
It's close to the sea, so hurricanes are normal.
But Hardy always felt that something was wrong with this hurricane.
His intuition told him that in the sky, among the fast-moving black clouds caused by the hurricane, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him.
He stood on the lookout and looked at the sky.
The troops were already stationed, and the outer walls and tents were firmly erected.
This hurricane shouldn't pose much of a threat to them.
The most important thing is that the Elf Royal Guards have deployed wind-resistant barriers, further weakening the power of the hurricane.
And Yumi Fanhua stood next to Hardy and whispered: "You need to rest, Hardy." (End of this chapter)
