When the Aaronlandis stagnated, the evacuated Gasthards also stopped moving back to Canal.
Obviously, they are watching.
This white bear from the extreme north is about to be expelled from its territory by the golden male lion just a moment ago, but if the male lion shows a little weakness at this moment, it will immediately counterattack and tear the lion fiercely. to smash—
In the Gasthard camp, Tyre was sitting in his tent, and one of his confidants was kneeling in front of him.
"His Royal Highness, the people we sent to investigate have been able to confirm that the interior of the Aaron Landis army has indeed begun to chaotic."
From the first day after leaving the sick Gastard soldier, Tyre has been sending scouts to monitor the movements of Aaron Landis' army secretly.
Every day, he gets the latest spying information.
These days, the movements of the Aaron Landis army were naturally seen by him.
"The scout said that the camp's guards were very tight, several times tighter than before, and they were difficult to approach and could not detect the situation in the camp."
"However, the Aaron Landis will secretly bury the corpses late at night. As for the specific number, they cannot find out because of the strict guards on the other side."
"The Tastars and Elsons have long since left the Aaron Landis camp."
All of the above signs indicate that there are indeed signs of the spread of the plague within the Aaron Landis army.
However, it is not enough.
Tyre pondered.
Don't act rashly without getting enough information and without full confirmation.
The barren Gasstad snowfield, which is covered with ice and snow all the year round, is a pure world of the jungle.
Survival of the fittest.
The weak are not qualified to waste the extremely limited resources on the snowfield.
On the snowfields of Gastade, everyone is trying their best to survive.
Some tribes even choose to eat the flesh of the dead to keep the living alive in times of famine.
No matter how cruel the behavior is, it is commonplace for the Gasdadians, especially when dealing with enemies.
[To sympathize with the enemy is to dig a grave for oneself].
This is a well-known proverb on the Gasstad snowfields.
In that extremely harsh environment, only the strong and hard-hearted can survive.
Therefore, since he was a child, Tyr, who has carried out the strong food of the weak in the snowfield to the extreme, never felt that it was wrong to abandon useless people and use them as pawns to defeat the Aaron Landis.
Not only him, but even the other Gastadian generals didn't think there was anything wrong with what their prince was doing.
The Gasthards, regardless of means, the winner is everything.
Sitting on the wooden chair, silver-white hair was scattered on Tyr's handsome side cheeks.
He lowered his eyes, and his semi-transparent eyelashes cast hazy shadows on his face.
He was obviously thinking about something.
After a long time, Tyre asked.
"Did the people who went to contact those armies come back? What was the result?"
The other generals were very excited about the chaos of the Aaron Landis army, and they have been proposing to counterattack the Aaron Landis people in the past few days.
But Tyre's attitude was cautious.
He and his father were able to conquer the Gasthard snowfields, not only because they were strong and ruthless, but also because they were a little more cunning than other Gasthards.
He did not believe it easily, but suppressed the restless subordinates and chose to watch carefully.
After all, that Prince Gallan was different from his less-brained subordinates.
He must be cautious when dealing with this crown prince.
He has been watching calmly, until three days ago, when troops from the army of Aaron Landis left in a hurry, he was only half sure.
Only the terrifying existence of the plague can make the generals of the army leave in a hurry even if they are regarded as fleeing at this time.
However, Tyre still did not act immediately.
On the contrary, he dispatched his spies more cautiously, and asked them to secretly follow behind the few troops who left to find out whether these troops really left, or whether they were just pretending, in fact, secretly Bypass to attack yourself.
"Yes, they have all heard the news that the troops have indeed left, and the marching speed is very fast."
"According to your order, they tried to contact those generals after confirming that the troops had left."
"One person was completely lost and should have been killed; three were rejected by the other, but were released; two others succeeded. They got some information from the collars of the two generals, one of whom was secretly I conveyed my admiration to the prince."
"It can be judged from the information obtained that they did leave in a hurry because they sensed the plague in the army of Aaron Landis."
Until now, the doubts in Tyre's heart have finally dissipated.
In this way, he was able to confirm that the plague in the army of Aaron Landis had indeed spread.
"His Royal Highness, according to the news, since yesterday, troops have left one after another."
Obviously, as the plague situation in the army became more and more serious, those who were still hesitating finally chose to flee.
Someone else said it.
"We must hurry, Your Highness, or more and more troops will leave."
Tyre nodded slightly.
Yes, only by defeating the army of Aaron Landis in one fell swoop when it panicked due to the plague, can Aaron Landis be completely cut off from the living force at one time.
If all the armies that still had fighting power had run away beforehand, and they had only defeated the sick and weak armies, the meaning of victory would have been much less.
it's time.
Tyre thought so.
He said: "Pass my order, the whole army is ready to attack tonight!"
…
…
The night fell again, and on the ground, the Gasdad who had been quiet for a long time began to move again.
Countless cavalry came in the moonlight, and the white armor reflected the silvery moonlight.
Countless horses' hooves trampled the grass on the ground.
The sleeping bird in the jungle was awakened and flew out with flapping wings.
The hares and wild mice on the grassland were awakened by the sound of horses' hooves and ran out of their burrows.
Tyr led the army of Gasdard and rushed towards the camp of Aaron Landis standing in the dark. In the distance, he heard the harsh whistle of the camp in the distance. Countless soldiers hurriedly formed a team and gathered in front of the camp. meet the enemy.
Tyre narrowed his eyes slightly.
Although they attacked at night, they did not hide their actions.
If it was replaced by the former Aaron Landis army, the team should have been assembled long ago to welcome them in the field before the camp.
It seems that the current Aaron Landis army no longer has the discipline that was previously forbidden.
The bonfire in the camp that had never been extinguished from morning to night was still burning, and a strange smell spread throughout the camp.
This originally huge camp has shrunk to less than half of what it used to be with the departure of troops from other countries and the departure of those troops who were afraid of the plague.
As the vanguard general approached the camp, he saw the potholes on both sides of the camp.
In the deep pit, lay the corpses of countless soldiers.
Probably too many people died, and it was too late to bury them, so they could only randomly dump the bodies in the pit, and sprinkle a little sand indiscriminately.
The pale moonlight shone on the hands and feet protruding from the sandy soil. In the darkness, in the countless potholes, large and small, there were a large number of dead corpses. It was impossible to count how many there were.
Anyway, at first glance, it's all there. When the wind blows in the dark night, it's sullen, and it makes people feel hairy.
The Gasthard cavalry, who were accustomed to the battlefield, were not afraid of dead bodies, but their fear of the plague made them choose to avoid the pits where the dead bodies were.
Soon, they passed the burial place of the large Aaron Landis.
The sound of hooves galloped across the ground, and countless Gasthard cavalry dashed toward the brightly lit camp, wielding machetes.
Aaron Landis soldiers guarding the camp resisted.
The sound of slaughter resounded through the night sky, and the cries and the collision of swords sounded everywhere.
The Gastards were pounding the camp, like waves, slapping past them one after another.
They found that the resistance of the Aaron Landis was much weaker than before, which made them even more morale.
The demoralized Aaron Landeans were losing ground under the ferocity of the Gasthard attacks.
The vanguard attacked the camp.
The Aaron Landis rout backwards.
The vanguard army rushed into the camp like a broken bamboo, and the middle army led by Tyre followed closely.
Holding a giant sword, with cold eyebrows, he led the Chinese cavalry into the camp.
The soldiers of Aaron Landis were scattered.
Tyr led the army to pursue and kill him mercilessly.
His army of cavalry savagely penetrated the entire camp, tearing it apart in the middle.
The largest and most conspicuous tent in the middle of the camp was empty, and the boy Tyr was looking for was not found.
Perhaps knowing that he was out of control, he ran away in advance.
This made Tyre somewhat regretful.
"His Royal Highness, the crown prince of Aaron Landis fled to the rear of the camp."
A scout hurried to report to him.
"There is a cavalry unit at the rear of the camp to meet him!"
Upon receiving this news, Tyre's eyes lit up slightly.
Without further ado, he led the cavalry behind him and rushed forward, piercing the entire camp like a sharp blade in one fell swoop, and came to the rear of the camp.
He saw the boy he was looking for.
The bright blond hair, which became more and more conspicuous in the dark, flew in the air, and the boy stood sideways on horseback in front of the cavalry unit that supported him.
It was a majestic cavalry unit.
However, on this land shrouded in darkness, there is nothing else behind the boy except such an army.
That solitary cavalry army was so small in front of the overwhelming army behind Tyre.
The corners of Tyre's lips raised an icy arc.
Won.
he thinks.
The last confrontation was a draw.
But this time, he won.
The prince could not escape.
A fiery glow flashed in the purple eyes, Tyr waved his hand, and the countless cavalry behind him charged aggressively towards the opposite side—
…
The cavalry had already broken through the camp, and in the rear, the infantry of Gasdad's army rushed to the camp.
When passing by the burial place, among the infantry troops, a soldier standing on the edge of the formation unconsciously swept aside, suddenly shivered, and the whole person froze in place.
As soon as he stopped, the person behind him naturally bumped into him.
"What's the matter with you? Why don't you move?"
"That, that, that... the corpse, the corpse is moving, moving..."
The soldier was shaking all over.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
"Really, really! Look over there! The corpse is getting up... ah! Ghost... monster, monster!"
The soldiers who were confused by their companions subconsciously looked in the direction he pointed, and their hairs stood on end in an instant.
I saw that in the countless pits on both sides filled with corpses, one hand stretched out from the sand, and corpses climbed up from the corpse pits in the dark night.
A cold wind blew through, causing the corpses to sway slightly, and the sand fell rustling from the corpses.
It happened that the dark clouds in the sky covered the crescent moon, and the earth was suddenly pitch black.
On the gloomy earth, the countless corpses that climbed out of the corpse pit made the Gastadian soldiers panic.
…
"Bah-hooah! Damn, sand got in your mouth!"
A 'corpse' crawled up from the sand while spitting the sand in its mouth.
"It's been dead for most of the night, and I've frozen to death."
"Yeah, it can be regarded as waiting for these bastards."
The other 'corpse' beside him stood up, and the sand rustled down.
"Hey! Give me a hand! You have been crushing Lao Tzu for a long time. You don't have a lot of meat, why are you so heavy? You crushed Lao Tzu to death."
The person who said this said, and when he got up, he felt the machete from the side.
"The gods are above! These few days can be considered to have survived. During the daytime, a bunch of people crowded into the tent and couldn't move around, and they smelled that disgusting smell all day long."
"Okay, don't be long-winded, you can see that other teams are rushing up to do it."
"Go! Fuck these bastards!"
Amid the countless roars, the group of Aaron Landis soldiers disguised as corpses seemed to be venting their suffocation that they had been squatting in the tents for the past few days and could not move. The Gastadian soldiers slaughtered aggressively.
The infantry of Gasdad's rear army were cut off in the middle.
…
…
On the plain, Aaron Landis' cavalry and the advancing Gasdard cavalry fought fiercely together.
Seemingly evenly matched.
However, the large army behind Tyre was advancing continuously, and was slowly forming a formation to surround the army of Aaron Landis on the opposite side.
Tyre looked ahead.
The young man was still standing quietly in the dark night, and the rest of the cavalry behind him were just as silent.
The distance was too far, and Tyre couldn't see the expression on the other's face.
What was he thinking when he saw himself being completely defeated
Tyre thought.
That's it.
It doesn't matter what you think.
He's going to die soon anyway.
It's rare to make yourself spend a lot of time, so give him a good time.
Tyr thought so, and slowly raised the great sword in his hand.
He tensed up, ready to go, and was about to take the lead in rushing over to deal with the prince—
Suddenly, a low horn sounded in the dark night.
The sound of the horn swept across the open ground, over the campfire burning camp.
It was as if a hurricane had swept across the camp.
In an instant, the situation changed.
The wind in the sky blew away the dark clouds, allowing the moonlight to return to the earth.
There were countless tents in the camp. These tents seemed to be empty. They stood silently like puppets, motionless when the Gasdad cavalry attacked.
However, at the moment when the horn sounded through the night sky, countless tents were torn apart violently.
Countless soldiers poured out of it and rushed towards the unprepared Gasdard army!
…
Outside the battlefield, those who had led their troops out of the camp during the two days and were considered 'fleeing' were hurrying towards the battlefield.
In a siege-
…
In the distance on the other side of the battlefield, the army of the Tasda and Elson female warriors suddenly appeared, blocking the march of the army of the mixed countries such as the Kanars to the battlefield.
…
The sound of fighting suddenly sounded from the rear, causing Tyre, who was about to take the lead in rushing over to deal with Garlan, startled.
Suddenly, his heart beat violently.
His hand holding the great sword froze in the air.
Unable to say the reason, a strange heart palpitations poured out, choking his heart fiercely.
… something terrible happened…
He raised his head, his eyes fixed on the opposite side.
Garlan rode on horseback in the dark.
The battlefield was noisy, but for some reason, the dark night that existed around him was incomparably silent.
He slowly raised his right hand.
The boy stared at Tyr's figure opposite, his golden pupils seemed to absorb all the brilliance at this moment.
His hand fell.
in the long horn
in the light of a bonfire
His hands pointed straight ahead.
In an instant, thousands of horses galloped.
The countless cavalry behind him charged away like tigers out of their cages—
Victory is decided.