Because before that, they will be killed one by one by the opponent's pressure-free remote attack.
Without much communication, some of the men in black robes silently pulled the reins, turned around and left, ready to use their lives to delay as much as possible the Northern cavalry that was surrounding them from behind.
This is a mission that will most likely result in death, but if you don't do this you will die anyway. This way you can still get a chance to advance to a higher level.
But as for the change in their formation, Mozo shook his head indifferently. The cavalry from the North were not so easy to deal with.
But the two knight girls still drew their swords just in case.
The dying struggles of the black-robed men were really useless, because the black-robed men they sent to intercept the Northern cavalry were shot by many shots before they even met. Even the explosive packs they threw out were shot up in the air by the other side. After the two sides came into close contact, they were quickly cut down by the skilled sabers of the Northern soldiers.
In a direct battle, the Anbu are no match for the elite troops. They are better at lurking, sabotaging, and spying, rather than fighting the elite cavalry head-on.
Then another group of black-robed men rushed back with gritted teeth. This time, they did not throw out the explosives they were carrying, but bent down and tried to hide themselves behind the horses to reduce the probability of being shot in advance.
At the same time, when they got close to the enemy cavalry, they ignited the explosives on their bodies, preparing to stop the enemy's advance by human sacrifice.
But this time, they still failed. First, the riders were quickly cut down by sabers, and then the officers who were extraordinary beings quickly cut the fuse with a knife, or simply picked up the explosive bag with a knife and threw it high into the sky.
There was a loud explosion, but no one fell.
Not only did the two groups of people fail to stop the other side's advance, they also failed to cause any casualties to the other side.
Seeing this, the sturdy man who originally intended to hide in the back to observe the overall situation and take action at the critical moment punched the tree trunk beside him fiercely, shaking off a lot of leaves, and then he said to the black-robed people around him:
"Give them the signal to commit suicide. We lose this time."
The people in black robes beside him were silent for a while, and then nodded helplessly.
After picking up a command arrow and shooting it into the sky, they followed the strong man and fled from here quickly.
On the other side, the black-robed people trapped in the encirclement, after hearing the sound of the command arrow exploding, first looked in the direction of the sound with a little expectation, and then confirmed the suicide order with a bit of loneliness.
After taking an unwilling look at Mozo and the others who were still a few hundred meters away, they drew out their daggers and stabbed themselves in the heart.
The Anbu is a very good organization, but they did the wrong thing and chose the wrong opponent.
Facing these black-robed people who committed suicide, Mozo also restrained his smile, and after they committed suicide, he raised his hand to his chest and bowed slightly.
Although we are enemies, such behavior and decisiveness are still worthy of respect.
The other three girls also saluted, but only Audrey and Mozzo, like the two knight girls, held their swords in one hand on their chests.
Soon, a large number of Northern cavalry arrived in front of Mozo.
Without exception, they all looked at Mozo and the others riding on the backs of the red wolves with astonishment. The old wolf master kept two red wolves as pets and mounts. This was something that everyone in the North knew.
At the same time, they also knew that only the old wolf lord was allowed to ride by the two red wolves, and no one else could do this.
Mozo ignored their surprise and drove Red Wolf to an officer who looked like the leader, then smiled and said:
"Were you sent by Gao Wenqing?"
The other party first looked at the red wolf under Mozo's crotch in disbelief, and then looked at Mozo in disbelief. Finally, he stammered and said:
"Yes. Yes. My lord, we were sent by Lord Gawain."
Mozo glanced at the emblem on the other party's breastplate and continued to smile:
"Are you soldiers from the old Third Battalion? After all these years, have you still retained the original organization?"
For some reason, after Mozo revealed the units from which he and others came, the officers and soldiers all covered the emblems on their breastplates out of shame.
Their old third battalion was a unit set up by the old wolf lord himself, and was also the garrison of Winterfell. But when the old wolf lord was in trouble, no matter whether it was the old third battalion, the new third battalion or the rest of the wolf family troops, none of them fulfilled their duty to protect the lord or seek revenge.
But afterwards, they still took pride in it, believing it was proof that they were different from the rest of the Northern troops.
Now, when facing someone who might be the legitimate descendant of the Wolf family, they all couldn't help but feel endless shame in their hearts.
But Mozo smiled and said:
"Keep your heads up. The Third Battalion is an excellent unit. Being a soldier of the Third Battalion is definitely not something to be ashamed of."
In response to Mozo's words, the leading officer asked with a stutter:
"You, do you really think so?"
Mozo nodded affirmatively and said:
"Defeating the rebellious Moshan family, the March garrison, the second White Horse negotiation, the Haier River defense battle, etc., the old third battalion in the north has made countless achievements."
Mozo looked at the other person's eyes seriously and said:
"And most importantly, during the first Fog City Incident, my... my ancestor Cromwell was accompanied by only you, the Third Battalion!"
These words made the soldiers of the Third Battalion feel excited.
But what surprised them even more was what Mozo said next:
"So, as the heirs of the Third Battalion, are you willing to follow me, the heir of the Wolf Family, to take back everything that belongs to me and the Wolf Family?"
"Or, are you willing to believe in me, your successor, just as you believed in my ancestor, Lord Cromwell?"
Upon hearing this, all the soldiers and officers were extremely excited. They jumped off their horses and knelt on one knee in front of Mozo, who was riding high on the Red Wolf, to announce their choice:
"We do!"
Rather than trusting the arrogant, proud, and greedy branch whose problems even they could see, they were more willing to trust this young man who was recognized by the Red Wolves and was familiar with their military emblem and pride.
After Mozo smiled with satisfaction, he immediately shouted to the surrendered soldiers:
"Get on your horses now, and let's go get everything that belongs to us!"
In this way, under the leadership of Mozo, the cavalrymen of the Third Battalion followed him to the Northern Army that was resting in Storm's End.
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On the other side, in the Northern Army, the old man was the first to receive the news that the Anbu had retreated and His Highness had evacuated safely.
After hearing the news, he felt as if his head had been punched. He lost another move
But he soon calmed down and comforted himself that at least the overall situation was still in his hands. Those northern princes and nobles who had surrendered to Gebu in advance should be unable and unwilling to believe that Mozo was a pure-blooded Wolf, both emotionally and legally.
From this point of view, the overall situation is still in his hands!
After a brief thought, he decided to find Gebu, who was still the Young Wolf Lord, and persuade him to send out his own direct subordinates to kill Mozo first.
As a result, when he walked out of his tent, he was surprised to find that the princes loyal to Gebu had already set off on an airship with their troops!
Obviously, Gebu also received the news that Mozo was approaching, and planned to kill Mozo first.
After seeing this scene, the old man who had just come out immediately returned to his tent with satisfaction.
That Mozo Klein is very outstanding, but for many things, it’s a first come first served basis!
Otherwise, what would you do with those nobles who made their choice first
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On the other side, Mozo, who was advancing with the Third Battalion, finally met the troops sent by Gebu. The other side used airships, so the troops were transported very quickly.
Therefore, they took the lead in occupying the high ground, and the super-improved heavy artillery was also set up at various key positions.
At first, they were all full of confidence and prepared to defeat the shameful and ridiculous tyrant lackey from the Fog City.
But when Mozo appeared in their sight riding on the Red Wolf and leading the Third Battalion of Cavalry, everyone from officers to soldiers were shaken.
The cavalrymen of the Third Battalion looked at the army blocking the road ahead, and the leading officer was about to order the column to change into a horizontal formation and prepare to charge the army formation.
But before he opened his mouth to charge, he was stopped by Mozo with a subtle look on his face.
"Young Master?"
Mozo, who was riding on the red wolf and standing in front, did not speak. He just shook his head with an increasingly subtle expression and let Verdani take a wolf flag.
Then, to the surprise of the soldiers of the Third Battalion and the fear of the opposite side, he rode the Red Wolf and slowly approached the enemy's army alone.
When approaching the enemy's army, Mozo even stopped the Red Wolf.
Then he turned over, jumped down, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Gebu's "personal guard" alone with his head held high.
Facing Mozo who was coming alone with his head held high, the Northern soldiers opposite him all subconsciously raised their spears.
Then he lowered the altitude again without much confidence, at least not to a height that he could aim at.
This made Mozo, who had been watching them, more confident.
Maybe he should change his name to Mozzo Napoleon in the future
With such joking thoughts, Mozo gradually restrained his extra thoughts, raised his hands and shouted to the soldiers in front of him:
"Do you want to kill your true monarch?!"
After saying that, Mozo put down his hand and said calmly with a smile on his face:
"If so, shoot!"
111 Mozzo Napoleon
Mozo's voice did not carry any extraordinary power, but such simple words spread across the battlefield with ease.
It entered everyone's heart.
The soldiers of the Third Battalion were greatly shocked, and they were also worried about the safety of their monarch.
Gebu's personal guards were all so shocked by these words that they were speechless.
The other party calmly put life and death in their hands? !
He was obviously a distinguished figure, yet he trusted these commoners who could not even touch the level of nobility.
It was even the first time they met.
It only took a moment for all the soldiers to understand that only the pure-blooded descendants of the old Wolf Lord would love and believe in his people and soldiers as deeply as the old Wolf Lord did!
The noble in charge of leading them also realized this immediately. He had already chosen Gebu and swore allegiance to him. Under such circumstances, how dare he let Mozo take over everything so easily
After he realized that the soldiers had begun to fall to the fearless young man, he immediately raised his saber and shouted anxiously:
"Shoot! I order you to shoot!"
Although the soldiers did not lay down their weapons in response to this order, no one followed his orders either.
Seeing this, the leading noble shouted more anxiously:
"Shoot! Shoot! How could he be the descendant of the Wolf family? He is clearly a lackey of the tyrant!"
"I order you to shoot him! Shoot!"
The nobles' voices were clearly beginning to sound anxious, but the soldiers' attitudes were becoming more moderate. They no longer held their spears, but slowly put them down and turned to look at the nobles who were becoming increasingly panicked.
After seeing all his soldiers lay down their weapons, the noble leading the army was so frightened by this horrific scene that he lost his balance and fell off his horse.
A noble from the North, an expert on horseback, he couldn't even sit still on his horse at this moment.
But I don’t know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate that no one is willing to pay attention to him at this moment.
Because after he fell off his horse, all the soldiers turned around and burst into thunderous cheers.
They raised their weapons high and rushed towards Mozo, cheering.
Mozo was also lifted up by the cheering soldiers, and moved back and forth among the soldiers who kept firing guns into the air to celebrate.
On the other side, the cavalrymen of the Third Battalion also cheered and rode forward.
The two troops, which originally came from the same origin, reunited again after a brief confrontation!
The girls were also infected by the jubilant atmosphere, but they were still reserved and did not follow the soldiers to revel. Instead, they fell behind the Third Battalion and slowly approached the boiling crowd.
But Verdani, who was holding the wolf flag, waited until the soldiers' cheers died down a little, then she drove the red wolf through the crowd with the wolf flag in her hand and came to Mozo, who was still being held by the soldiers.
Seeing Verdani approaching, the reveling soldiers automatically made way for her, gradually stopped cheering, and all looked at Mozo expectantly.
When the soldiers put her down, Verdani jumped off the wolf's back as well. Then she walked to Mozo, knelt on one knee and presented the wolf flag representing the North!
Mozo reached out to take the wolf flag. Looking at the exquisite prairie wolf emblem on it, Mozo couldn't help but think in his heart:
If I had known this day would come, I would not have used the prairie wolf as the family emblem of the North. I should have used the tricolor flag!
However, in this case, the title of monarch is not enough. If Mozo calls himself emperor at this moment, the North will really be independent. If he changed his words when Cromwell was still alive, he would not have to worry about the independence of the North and the division of the country. But in that case, Luo Lan would no longer be Luo Lan of the Iris family.
After a moment of emotion, Mozo raised the wolf flag and said loudly under the expectant gaze of countless soldiers:
"Go forward and take back everything that belongs to us!" (The previous chapter was also ours, I forgot to type the word "we", and now I don't dare to change it. If I change it, the chapter will be removed from the shelves for review...)
This was just a casual remark from Mozo.