In fact, everyone had been guessing that the most suitable candidate to lead the army to attack that eastern grassland country was undoubtedly Duke Hegeero.
But the reality was unexpected. In the end, His Majesty the Emperor chose Margrave Felt, a general known for his steadfastness.
And this unexpected appointment caused a small commotion even in the capital.
Some people even speculated that there was a gap between His Majesty the Emperor and the Duke? Suddenly, countless rumors spread throughout the streets of Vedsk.
At the door of that old and simple house, there was noise and noise everywhere.
The little nobles standing at the door gathered together and chatted to pass the time, while the living room of the mansion was filled with distinguished guests.
These are all distinguished guests, and the one with the highest status among them is undoubtedly the palace steward who comes on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor.
And all the other distinguished guests were prominent ministers.
Perhaps because of their status, or perhaps because they belong to different camps, these distinguished guests sat quietly in their seats.
Occasionally one or two chatted with each other, but they didn't seem too eager.
It was quiet in the living room. The owner of this mansion, Marquis Felt, had not come out yet. He was still saying goodbye to his wife and daughter.
Behind the infinite scenery, there is peace and a touch of sadness.
A beautiful middle-aged woman who was slightly overweight was showing sadness and reluctance.
However, her deliberately sad expression still could not hide the faint smile hidden in it. It was obvious that this wife, like everyone else, felt complacent about her husband's unexpected appointment.
The commander-in-chief who is about to go on an expedition has obviously passed the age where he needs to be intimate with each other, and his rigid face does not reveal the slightest trace of sadness.
His face was filled with a rare smile, and he gently comforted his wife, as if he didn't even see the faint joy on his wife's face.
In fact, it wasn't his wife who really worried about him, but his daughter who he couldn't worry about.
From the eyes of that well-behaved little angel, the father saw true sadness and reluctant parting, and the beautiful young lady obviously also saw the trace of deeply hidden emotions in her father's face. of sorrow.
This inexplicable sadness made her shudder.
She couldn't help but think of the dim light coming from the gap in the study room in the middle of the night a few days ago, and the restless footsteps. All of these gave her an ominous premonition and made her feel her heartache. , as if being held tightly by someone.
The old commander-in-chief didn't say a word to his most beloved daughter. He just kissed her gently on the forehead.
When he walked out of the living room, several waiters were already standing beside him with luggage in hand.
"Load the luggage into the car and we'll set off immediately." The old commander ordered. He really had no interest in being more polite with the distinguished guests seeing him off.
After talking to everyone as if it were a routine matter, accepting their condolences, and thanking everyone according to etiquette, the old commander headed straight for the door.
But Marquis Felt didn't even notice how busy the door was.
Those little nobles waiting at the door and courting others made him feel disgusted, and the bustling and noisy scene also failed to make him feel the slightest joy.
As if he turned a blind eye to the bustling scene, the old commander went straight into the carriage.
When the carriage started, Marquis Felt couldn't help but take one last look at the mansion where he had lived for many years. Suddenly, countless memories surged from his heart.
He was born there; his childhood life seemed so plain but full of warmth.
It was also there that he and his companions talked loudly in his youth. At that time, he and every companion around him were so high-spirited.
But right there, his vigorous spirit was gradually worn away. Reality made him mature, but it also made him age.
There, he also had romantic years, and like most Kaoqi people, he also had countless romantic nights.
However, his ideals were shattered together with his pursuit of love and romance. Like most prodigal sons in Vedsk, he found a wife with whom he would spend his whole life together, and his wedding was also held in this house. held in the first.
The years that followed were a bit confusing, and the only bright spot was the arrival of that little angel.
The memories of playing with my childhood daughter seemed so warm.
In the eyes of the old commander, there seemed to be only this little thing in his life worth cherishing. Thinking of this, he sighed heavily.
"Are you worried about the war in the east?" the adjutant next to him asked deliberately.
Marquis Felt gave the adjutant a stern look and said coldly: "What I'm really worried about is that a pot of bright red roses will be placed on the window of my daughter's room every night."
The adjutant coughed loudly as if he had been choked. He could only cough to cover up his embarrassment.
"There's no need to hide it anymore. I'm not an old fool. How can you hide the tricks you two did from me? You know, I was also young once. Although I can't compete with Duke Hagriro, I am still young. At that time, he was once a well-known figure in Vedsk." The Marquis seemed to have returned to the past, and he seemed much more energetic.
He gently patted the adjutant beside him on the shoulder and said: "I will leave my Remy to you. Help me take good care of her, give her care and..."
The old commander hesitated to speak, and after a while he slowly said: "And comfort." After saying this, calm returned to the carriage.
At this time, the carriage also started to move slowly.
Leave the crowded Cahill Street and turn onto the spacious Central Avenue.
This luxuriously decorated royal carriage drove onto the lane in the middle of the avenue, where only the most noble people could drive.
The old commander glanced both sides. This would be his last observation of the city where he grew up.
His face was full of sorrow and sadness, and at this moment, he was finally able to reveal his deep emotions. "Your Majesty, Marquis, you may not need to worry so much." The adjutant beside him said calmly.
"Levin, you don't need to comfort me. No one knows what this war is like, and no one knows better than me what role I play in this battle."
Marquis Felt sighed heavily, and countless wrinkles seemed to suddenly appear on his face.
"This is a war with no hope of winning. Neither His Majesty the Emperor nor Duke Hegeero thought of winning."
"This battle is just a feint before the real war, and I am just a piece of fat thrown out as bait in order to lure out the real target."
The adjutant could not comfort the loss and sadness in the old commander's heart, because he knew very well that this was completely true.
He did not accompany the Marquis of Felt on the expedition, but was transferred to the General Staff. The information he came into contact with could completely confirm the Marquis's suspicions.
The adjutant knew very well that, as his old boss said, this was an impossible battle to win.
The carriage drove briskly on the central avenue and soon left the city gate.
The outskirts of Vedsk are bright and sunny in spring, and there are blooming flowers everywhere, and the branches are all showing their young leaves.
At a glance, the surrounding hills are covered with green grass, and the green grass is dotted with blue and white flowers.
In the sunny spring scenery, people seemed to be particularly energetic. There were people coming and going on the avenue, and there were also crowded horse-drawn carriages.
Unlike the city, the avenues in the suburbs seemed a bit messy. The carriage the Marquis was riding in sometimes stopped and sometimes took two steps forward.
The two drivers on the carriage kept scolding, but the effect was not very significant.
Just like this, he moved forward step by step, and finally escaped from the siege.
At this time, the sun has risen above the head, and the midday sun shines on the earth.
On a grassy hillside in the eastern suburbs, there were two neat rows of cavalry.
These cavalrymen wore shining breastplates. Although they looked quite beautiful, they might not be able to withstand the fatal blow.
However, their helmets seemed extremely solid, tightly wrapping their entire heads in them, leaving only their eyes exposed for easy observation.
On the right side of the war horse is a large shield, thick skin, wrapped with iron sheets on the outside. This huge shield sparkles in the sunlight, as if it is like countless huge mirrors arranged there.
The weapons equipped by the cavalry are a long spear and three spears, and the four-foot long stabbing sword hanging on the left side of the horse is obviously not a decoration.
Seeing such a set of equipment, Marquis Felt felt very strange why the name Unicorn Knights was owned by the Montita people.
In his opinion, the Knights of the Wind, originally affiliated with Hegeero, are more qualified to be called unicorns. The weapons they use all use stabbing methods to attack. There is really no knighthood better than them. It's more like the wonderful creature in the legend with a sharp horn on its head.
However, the frontmost members of the cavalry were somewhat different. Their helmets were covered with fluffy and soft scarlet camel hair.
And their weapons also appear to be of various types, such as battle axes, two-handed swords, and even the machetes that the grassland herders like to use, all can be seen.
Marquis Felt is no stranger to these people. They are all the guards of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, and they are the best among the best among all the legions of Kaoqi.
Such a combination was absolutely impossible to see in the past.
The Holy Knights were originally an elite group firmly controlled by His Majesty the Emperor. Unless authorized by His Majesty the Emperor, no one could mobilize this elite force.
But now, the Holy Knights are no different from any other regiment in the Kingdom of Kaoqi. They all must obey the command of the headquarters.
The luxurious royal carriage turned around and stopped slowly on the ground.
The two drivers quickly jumped out of the driver's seat and opened the door respectfully.
Margrave Felt got off the carriage and glanced at the escort escorting him to the front line.
The captain of the guard hurriedly came over with a smile on his face. Judging from his posture, it was certain that he was definitely not a knight. He was probably a child of a wealthy family who wanted to gain some capital in the army so that he could be promoted in the future. , or find a good position.
Thinking that those brave and fearless knights with superb martial arts had to obey his instructions, the Marquis obviously disapproved of it.
He completely ignored the guard captain who was always attentive. He focused on his old friend who was sitting on the carriage and leaning out from the window to greet him, "You are finally here. I originally planned to Send a small team to greet your arrival." The man said with a smile.
This man wore a pair of wide-rimmed glasses and looked gentle. Except for the military uniform he was wearing, he didn't look like a soldier at all.
Only his dark skin gave him a military look.
Although two carriages were prepared for the long journey, the Marquis ordered the waiter to transfer all the luggage to one of them. He obviously planned to sit with his old friends along the way.
"Help, my old friend, I am glad that you can serve as chief of staff. How many years have we not seen each other? Five years or seven years?" The Marquis smiled and hugged his old friend who leaned out of the window.
"Ever since we separated in Aikat, I have been sent to the border." The polite chief of staff said with a smile.
"This time, I have to rely entirely on your help. I know nothing about the situation at the border, and I don't know much about the Montita people." The Marquis didn't wait for the two cautious waiters to come forward. He opened the door and got into the carriage.
Suddenly, he saw a sterling silver necklace hanging on his old friend's neck. He couldn't help but look at his old friend in surprise.
"You must be very surprised, surprised how someone like me could suddenly have faith." The chief of staff said with a smile. His smile was so peaceful and harmonious, as if his heart was indeed filled with something sacred. Average stuff.
"I know what you have been through, I have heard those rumors." The Marquis said, but his expression showed that he still couldn't believe it all.
At this time, the guard captain who was trying his best to show his courtesy knocked on the window with a smile on his face. He asked respectfully: "Marshal, do you wish to set off immediately?"
Marquis Felt felt extremely helpless for this guy who had no military flavor at all. When they were young, they were eager to get rid of these moths.
However, now he no longer has the anger he once had, and he already knows how to deal with such a person.
The old commander nodded proudly, and then he closed the curtains.
The guard captain did not feel the humiliation of being underestimated. He still walked to the front of the team with a smile.
At this moment, his expression became very impassioned.
Stepping on the shoulder of the attendant, he rode the horse with difficulty. The captain of the guard, who did not look like a soldier at all, waved his arm forward. He looked quite mighty and majestic.
"Let's go -" the deputy behind him shouted loudly. From his loud shouting, it was obvious that the marshal's deputy was definitely a real master.
The escort moved in an orderly manner, and even all the war horses followed the same pace.
Inside the carriage, the Marquis and his chief of staff sat side by side.
The empty seat opposite them was now filled with neatly packed stacks of thick documents. Marquis Felt looked at these files intently, his brows frowning tightly as a habit.
The chief of staff next to him pointed and explained what was written above to his friend.
Suddenly, the old marshal gently closed the file in his hand, pressed his eyebrows, patted the thick stack of files and said: "This is not the battlefield I am familiar with at all. Everything I know, It’s all gone here.”
"If we go to war according to what is written here, I don't even know what to do with the cavalry in my hands? And those heavy armored infantry, they have become useless, and the cooperation between the battle formation and the soldiers has been completely lost. It worked."
"In my opinion, we have almost returned to the savage era, just like savages wielding stone axes and wooden sticks, tangled together and fighting."
"I simply cannot command such a legion. This is not the battlefield I know, and this is not the war I have experienced."
The chief of staff knew what his old friend was troubled about. In fact, when he first saw the file, he also felt that the drafters were simply fooling around.
This kind of tactics is unheard of, and even in the long history, there are no similar battle examples at all.
"It was a document drafted by Duke Hegeero. What is described above is the new tactic he conceived." the chief of staff explained.
The old marshal let out a long sigh and said: "I still don't understand why I was sent back to be the commander-in-chief. This position should belong to Hegeero, and he should be the one to demonstrate the new tactics he invented."
The chief of staff did not dare to answer this question without authorization, because he knew very well that any answer would make them both feel discouraged.
And he had already realized that whether it was him or his old friend, their fates had already been arranged. Their fates were self-evident. They had already stepped onto a stage, and The name of this scene is called "Failure".
The chief of staff could only pray in his heart that this must not be a tragedy, but he also knew very well that this scene would never end in a comedy.
"Perhaps only you who play steadily are suitable for this kind of tactics. You should be able to see that the core tactics are just in line with your strengths. And Haguero himself obviously doesn't have that much patience. Maybe he asked you to be the commander-in-chief. Likewise, It is also for this purpose." The chief of staff said slowly.
"You and I don't need to lie to each other anymore, and self-comfort is obviously not necessary at all."
The Marquis slowly shook his head and said: "I know very well that this time it will be a disaster, and our opponent, most likely, is the one who caused thousands of elites to die in the Forbidden Blood Curse at the border of Leiding in an instant. The little forbidden spell mage Sophie in the movie, you have witnessed that miracle with your own eyes and experienced the changes that have taken place, so you should know how powerful he is better than I do."
"The reason why Duke Haguero chose me to be the commander-in-chief is probably because of my caution, but it is definitely not because my personality is suitable for his tactics, but to prevent the legion from falling into the hands of a guy who is eager for quick success and causing the whole country to be in trouble." The army was simply destroyed."
"There is not much chance of winning this battle, and if it fails, it is better to sacrifice the old me than to give up a young general with great potential."
Speaking of this, the Marquis's tone was full of depression and helplessness.
"Perhaps, you still have a chance to return to Vedsk. You must return to the General Staff with all the information and the gains and losses of this battle. If you want to make this new set of tactics more perfect, I am afraid there will be There are many things that require your assistance.”
"As the frontline commander, I have to take care of the overall situation. The only thing I hope for now is not to end in a disastrous defeat."
"If this is the case, I can still spend the rest of my life in a exile on the border without giving up my old life just to boost morale." The old marshal said calmly, as if he had already seen through the future. ending.
"Old friend, we are not in a state of complete despair yet. After all, no one can be sure that the little forbidden spell mage is hiding in Monti Tower."
"And even if he is there, he may not be able to cast forbidden magic. When he was at the border of Leiding, it can be said that it was his helpless choice. But this time for the Kingdom of Montita, it seems that he has no reason. You have to work hard like that.”
"If you only talk about his performance on the battlefield, he who has not experienced war may not be your opponent. Don't be so discouraged. I think if it is a tie, let the Montita people have a slight upper hand, and then come forward to conclude A contract is not a very difficult thing.”
"Anyway, the General Staff's requirements for this feint attack are not very high. In addition to delivering a seemingly huge victory to the Montita people, it is to test this brand-new tactic proposed by Duke Haguero, and by the way, Get ready for a real offense.”
After hearing what his old friend said, the Marquis nodded slowly and looked at the file again.
"Even this requirement is not easy to achieve. This tactic makes me feel incredible, and it almost breaks everything I knew and understood about war." The old marshal frowned and said.
"There is no way around this. I'm afraid you have never seen the terrifying power of the Magic Corps. However, once you get to the front line, you will have the opportunity to know why the President would go to such lengths to come up with such a puzzling tactic."
"The wars of the past will no longer exist. Under the terrifying power of the magic corps, slowly advancing in a dense array is tantamount to seeking death."
"In the past, infantry and cavalry in heavy armor were able to sweep across the battlefield because the number of magicians was extremely limited, and because they were so precious, they were all hidden in the rear. The heavy armor infantry and cavalry did not have such huge pressure."
"but now-"
The chief of staff sighed and said helplessly: "It was the first time I saw the Magic Corps launch an attack. That scene still shocks me deeply."
"In an instant, the magic corps was like a giant axe, cutting down groups of heavy armored infantry to the ground. The sacred guardianship and earth magic had no effect at all under the continuous bombardment, let alone Explosive bombs in the hands of those mountain ghosts. Do you know what I was thinking when I saw that scene?"
Marquis Felt asked: "What is it?"
"My first reaction at the time was that martial arts would completely decline. Those members of the Holy Knights with extraordinary skills would never be able to withstand children holding explosive bombs."
"The pride of knights that has been built up over the past five hundred years will be wiped out in these flames. And Duke Hegeero has obviously seen this clearly earlier than anyone else."
"This peculiar tactic has deprived knights of their status on the battlefield. Their value may not be as good as that of an ordinary soldier. And soldiers are no longer the leaders on the battlefield. The key to victory may lie in Whoever has more magic corps will be able to use these magic corps best."
"The role of soldiers will be limited to occupation. They will no longer be the main force in the war, and skilled soldiers will no longer be a precious resource worth cherishing."
After hearing what his old friend said, Marquis Felt nodded slowly. He obviously understood what his old friend meant. Likewise, he finally understood his own value in the eyes of Duke Haguero.
Obviously, the young commander-in-chief of the army regarded this battle as a preview of the real war that was about to begin. The Kingdom of Kaoqi put all its trump cards into his hands.
What he has to do is to find a set of effective tactics that are truly suitable for this new battlefield.
Looking at the many generals in Vedsk, he is indeed the only one who can take on this responsibility.
Except for himself, the other generals were all deeply influenced by Hegeero. What they liked was to make a desperate blow to win the battle.
Marquis Felt gently put down the file in his hand. He rummaged through the thick stack of files on the opposite side and finally found the file he was looking for.
Somewhat different from other files, this file was tightly sealed.
The wide leather belt that holds the seal is printed with fire paint, and the cover of the document is inlaid with thick hard leather.
The old marshal gently held up the file, the red appearance looked so dazzling.
"This is the information about the Magic Corps compiled by His Majesty himself. There are only three copies of this information in total. One is kept in the palace and is under the personal control of His Majesty, and the other is in the office of Duke Haguero of the General Staff. .”
"This is the last one. I wrote it two days ago. Opening it requires the correct steps, otherwise, what you will see will be a pile of ashes." The chief of staff said carefully.
Marquis Felt nodded slightly, because he knew very well how heavy the weight of the file in his hand was.
The Kingdom of Kaoqi spent countless prices in exchange for this stack of information.
He believed that even if the dossier box used to seal this file was covered with diamonds, it would still be far less valuable than the files placed inside.
On the vast Montita grassland, a new city composed of countless tents suddenly stood up.
Enleco originally didn't quite understand why this front camp was built, but now he finally understands the importance and benefits of building such a temporary city.
After the conference ended that day, the City in the Cloud sent messengers riding fast horses in all directions. They carried with them the recruitment order signed by the great mage Cecelia.
The spectacular sight of hundreds of war horses galloping in all directions surprised Enleco.
The warriors riding on their war horses held horns in their hands. The sound of the two short and one long horns seemed to be calling every citizen on the vast prairie.
The loud sound of the horn resounded through every inch of Montita's land, and the tribes that heard the recruitment horn sent out the bravest and strongest young people in the tribe.
Walking alone on the vast grassland, Enleco saw groups of Montita youths riding horses in the distance. Most of them had prepared two horses.
And the empty war horse carries their beloved weapons and bows, which are treasures they must carry with them wherever they go.
The two groups before and after obviously came from far away places, because both they and their horses were covered with dust and mud, looking dusty.
There were nearly two hundred people in the group in front. Obviously, this was a quite large tribe, which should not be much worse than Lila's tribe.
Because of this, these people and their horses all looked unusually energetic. Although they had just experienced a long journey, there was not much tiredness on their faces.
The group at the back was obviously much worse, with only more than thirty people, and most of them were a little older.
Enleco knew that most tribes on the Montita grassland were not living very well.
The population of most tribes is only two to three hundred people, and among the Montita people, 70% are women and children. For such a tribe to be able to send more than thirty people, it has already exhausted all its resources. able.
As usual, there are already cavalry waiting in the front camp to greet the newly arrived soldiers, and these newly arrived soldiers will be placed in empty tents.
This makeshift city has many vacant tents.
Suddenly, Enleco heard someone greeting him from a distance. Of course, the name was still Le Cres. Enleco turned his head and looked around, and he finally saw the person greeting him.
It was a unicorn elder. This person knew Enleco's true identity, but for ordinary people, this was still a secret that could not be known.
Because of this, many people around stopped what they were doing and looked at Enleco in confusion.
They were obviously guessing why this man, who didn't look very old or very tall, was respected by the unicorn elder. However, it was obviously difficult to find the answer from Enleco's appearance.
"These people are being trained by me, and most of them will eventually serve as captains." After the unicorn elder ordered everyone to rest on the spot, he walked to Enleco and said.
"Are all captains trained by you alone?" Enleco asked.
"How is that possible? I can't handle it alone. I am responsible for training two hundred captains, and there are more than twenty elders who are responsible for training captains like me." The unicorn elder said with a smile.
This number surprised Enleco. Obviously, he did not expect that he would have to train so many captains.
"Two and more captains, this is really an astonishing number." Enleco said.
"You obviously don't understand how we Montitas fight: ten of us Montitas form a team, and each team needs two captains. Whether the captain is competent or not often determines the fate of the entire team."
"These captains are trained by us. We must pass on our experience to them in a short period of time. In addition, we are also their assessors. We must decide who among these people can Become a true captain." The unicorn elder explained.
"So what do you teach? Is it martial arts?" Enleco asked.
"I am not an elder who teaches martial arts. Other people are responsible for this aspect of training. I train them on the ability to lead a team, telling them how to identify danger and how to find a practical way out when they are in danger. The other way to escape is to communicate with other teams." Elder Unicorn said with a smile.
"This seems to be somewhat different from the fighting method I know." Enleco said with a shrug.
"Except for us Montita people, it is difficult for others to understand this method of combat. This is a tactic taught to us by those prairie wolves. We learn their way to survive, and we also learn their way to capture prey." The unicorn The elder said.
"So, how do you select suitable candidates to become captain?"
Enleco could see at a glance that some of the trainees looked quite thin. Obviously, considering their physical strength, they would most likely fail.
"No, there is no need to choose. Didn't I just say that? We learn from those wolves and survive and hunt like them."
"Everyone here was originally a captain. In the past, they led their tribe's hunting teams on the grasslands, but now, they just turn the objects that need to be captured into those Kaoqi people, and what they want to learn The most important thing is the knowledge to deal with these new prey."
"The grassland of Montita is the best training ground. Our Rui's hard life has selected qualified leaders for us." The unicorn elder said with a smile.
"So, will the people they lead in the future also be members of their own tribe?" Enleco asked.
"In most cases this will not be the case. Although soldiers are familiar with each other and can indeed improve their combat effectiveness, it will also cause trouble. The biggest trouble is undoubtedly the determination of rewards and punishments."
"Everyone on the grassland will fight hard for Montita and his tribe, but when the interests of the tribe and Montita's interests are in opposition to each other, there will be a lot of trouble in how to make a choice. "
"Because of this, people from the same tribe are often placed in different teams. The establishment of front camps is not only to facilitate the training of soldiers, but also to reorganize the huge corps."
"Of course, in addition to this, there is another important purpose, which is to select the elites of the Corps during training and introduce these elites into the Unicorn Corps. After all, the Unicorn Corps is what Montita truly owns. A powerful fighting force."
Enleco absolutely believed everything the elder said, because when the elder mentioned the Unicorn Corps, Enleco noticed the look of expectation flashing in everyone's eyes.
Just when Enleco wanted to chat with the unicorn elder, suddenly, a rapid bugle sound came from the distance.
Hearing the sound of the bugle, the alternate captains who had been sitting on the ground to rest stood up one after another. Everyone rushed in panic to both sides. The rapid bugle sounded like a whip driving the rushing crowd.
Soon, the empty grassland became deserted, and everyone fled into the camp.
I saw several horses galloping in the distance, dragging a long carriage behind them.
Those carriages did not have wide railings, let alone high sheds, and all the wheels did not even have spokes, and were thick and flat, like extremely strong tree stumps.
The body is not high but very wide, and the semi-circular roof is like a huge bread.
There were eight horses pulling the cart at the front. Judging from the way they were panting and blowing white air from their nostrils, it was obvious that they had traveled a long distance.
There were as many as four drivers driving the carriage. They traveled all night and took turns driving the eight horses galloping on the grassland. This is Enleco's proud work, but the credit is attributed to his other identity, the god who is deeply believed in by all the people of the Montita grassland-Saint Holy.
But now it seems that this masterpiece is not perfect.
It is easy to make this behemoth run, but it is far from that simple to stop it.
Because of this, every time the carriage arrives, there is always such labor and force. This has almost become a routine that happens several times a day.
When the carriage slowly stopped, there were countless people in the camp, pushing carts towards the long carriage.
The roof was completely torn off, and people climbed onto the cart and moved the loaded goods down in a hurry.
Suddenly, the camp seemed very lively, and almost everyone was busy with their own work.
Looking at this group of herdsmen and their skilled and extremely efficient work, Enleco finally understood why such a front camp was built.
There is really no more efficient layout than this. This is not only a huge military camp, but also an efficient city.
And every resident in this city is the real elite of Montita Prairie.
Almost everyone in the camp helped to load and unload the goods, and the string of carriages was quickly loaded and unloaded. At this time, the magicians who were guarding the side finally had something to do.
A huge magic circle floats in the air, a disk with a diameter of nearly ten meters, covered with criss-crossing golden threads. These golden threads form complex magic patterns.
Various talismans were carved around the disk. The complexity of the structure of this magic circle once amazed them.
Even the one who knows the most about magic circles among these magicians has no way of guessing what role these talismans and magic patterns play.
However, although no one understands the principle of this magic array, it is not difficult to build such a magic array, and it is also very convenient to operate such a magic array. Because of this, the magicians of the City in the Cloud are very concerned about Enleco had already admired him so much.
A blue light enveloped the magic circle, and the azure color filled people with endless thoughts.
The magicians gently pushed the magic circle from one end of the long string of carriages to the other.
The magic circle floating in the air emitting soft blue light also reflected this charming blue light on the carriage.
Suddenly, the originally white carriage turned into as clear and translucent as a sapphire.
Those Montita people who were watching were also intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of them. Even if they saw it countless times, they would never get bored.
Because for them, this is the miracle created by the God of the Grassland.
However, although they were mesmerized by the sight, these grassland people still did not forget their work.
A group of energetic horses were used to replace the exhausted horses that had pulled the carriages from Grant City. And four equally energetic coachmen climbed into the driver's seat.
The blacksmiths carefully inspected each cart. They all regarded this sapphire-like carriage as the most precious treasure, lest it be damaged accidentally.
The long string of carriages, dragged by eight strong horses, galloped away into the distance, and the original order was restored in the camp.
However, Enleco had already lost sight of the unicorn elder.
Once again walking alone among the people who were training hard, Enleco suddenly felt a little ashamed, as if he was the only one in the entire camp idle all day long, but he really couldn't think of anything he could do to help. What a busy thing.
Suddenly, there was a sharp cry of a hawk in the air. After staying in Montita for so long, Enleco more or less understood what the cries of these eyes in the sky meant.
That's the call of target discovery.
However, Enleco also knew very well that what the few soaring hawks found in the sky was probably not a great target.
Maybe a flag, maybe a man on a horse.
Those falcons are also undergoing training, and they will become the keenest eyes of the scouts.
The falcons flying high in the sky can not only bring reliable intelligence, they are also the most vigilant sentinels.
The Montita Unicorn Corps is famous for its elusiveness. Kaoqi's powerful regiment has never dealt any heavy blow to the enemies who disturbed their rear supply lines. This cannot but be said to be the greatest strength of these falcons. credit.
In fact, Enleco is also convinced that these falcons are far more suitable for reconnaissance tasks than magicians flying in the air.
After all, no magician's eyes can match the extremely sharp eyesight of a falcon.
For those tiny clues, those magicians will definitely miss them through carelessness, and these little hawks flying in the sky are definitely more careful and responsible scouts than the magicians.
Enleco once saw the power of these falcons. They could even find a gold coin in the dense grass on the vast grassland.
After taking a look at the falcon flying in the sky, Enleco walked towards the outside of the camp. He suddenly remembered something. Maybe he should also get a falcon to raise.
This idea suddenly appeared in his mind a few days ago.
With nothing to do, he sorted out the magic that could be cast without spending much magic power and was very useful.
After sorting it out, he suddenly discovered that spiritual magic played a huge part in it.
In fact, spiritual magic, compared with other magics, pays more attention to the clever use of magic power. Because of this, the magicians of the Riding Kingdom are very different from the magicians of other countries.
Although Enleco is reluctant to recall the painful and annoying experience, now, whenever he thinks of spiritual magic, he will recall the series of deceptions he suffered in the Kingdom of Leiding.
However, he had to admit that those mental magics were indeed very useful, and the most useful ones were the various magics used for surveillance and snooping.
Tens of thousands of controllers were able to firmly control the entire Kingdom of Leiding, and what they relied on was the omnipresent eyes of Kuanfa.
Although Enleco does not intend to do the same thing, it is a quite huge project, but it may be very useful to install a pair of magic eyes on the soaring falcon.
Although those hawks have extremely sharp eyes, they do not have smart brains after all. They can find and discover the target, but if they want to give an accurate description, I am afraid that even the gods cannot do it.
Enleco wrapped his body with the power of wind, and he ran rapidly towards the depths of the grassland.
It has been a long time since he used this unique movement technique. Even in front of Dak, he rarely used this kind of martial arts based on electric magic.
Being able to run wildly at this moment, for some reason, Enleco felt that his heart was filled with comfort and joy.
The rustling of the grass under his feet and the whistling of the wind in his ears made him feel particularly relaxed and happy.
Just when Enleco felt incredible because of this inexplicable joy, suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the distance.
That was the unique sound of horse hooves made by the Montita scouts. It was the horse specially trained by the Montita people for their scouts.
The sound of horses' hooves sounded particularly light, and no war horse would neigh at an inappropriate time.
The work these scouts do is extremely dangerous, so even their horses must be constantly alert.
He rushed towards the place where the sound of horse hooves came from, which was behind a gentle hill.
At the bottom of the gently sloping hillside, more than twenty war horses were lined up in a straight line. They were galloping in the dense grass with their low bodies, while the scouts on horseback pressed their bodies tightly against the backs of the war horses. .
Whether it was the war horses or the scouts, their bodies were all covered with green paint, which completely blended them into the vast Montita grassland.
"Jump-" Suddenly, the leading scout yelled.
What shocked Enleco was that the scouts jumped off their horses one after another.
After jumping off the fast horses, they were naturally unable to stand still. The scouts rolled into a ball one after another, and many even collided with each other.
However, they have obviously been fully trained, and even in the event of a collision, these scouts can effectively protect themselves.
Enleco saw the strange posture of their curled bodies, and he seemed to be inspired by it.
Most of the scouts were on their feet quickly, but one or two seemed to be injured.
Suddenly, Enleco felt that one of the scouts looked very familiar.
It was indeed gratifying to reunite with old friends, but Enleco never imagined that Bashan would serve as a scout.
Enleco thought that Bashan's skills were enough to make him an elite among unicorns.
However, what surprised him even more was that the captain responsible for training them turned out to be the legendary figure on the grassland - Inta.
The scouts were also curious about Enleco, but all they knew was the name Le Cres.
Bashan did not tell others Enleco's true identity. The only ones who knew were him and Inta.
Enleco casually pointed out some martial arts skills to the scouts, and immediately became the object of worship of those scouts.
"Bashan, I originally thought you would join the Unicorns." Enleco said implicitly. In front of these scouts, Chi Ziran did not dare to say contemptuous words.
"I am now a member of the Unicorn. If you want to become a sentinel, you must be a true elite." Bashan said proudly.
His answer obviously surprised Enleco.
Suddenly, Enleco felt a heavy pat on the back, and then Intana's deep voice came: "Watcher is one of the most precious members to the Unicorn. It can be said that we are Unicorn eyes, who wouldn’t cherish their own eyes?”
Hearing this, Enleco nodded.
Indeed, when fighting on this boundless grassland, the sooner the enemy can be discovered, the more firmly in control of the opponent's every move, which can be said to be the key to avoiding failure.
"Inta, have you also joined the Unicorns?" Enleco asked curiously.
Inta just replied calmly: "There's going to be a war."
Everyone who heard this sentence fell silent. Unlike the Kaoqi Kingdom, no one on the Montita Grassland liked war.
The harsh environment on the grassland and the terrible disasters that threaten everyone all the time have overwhelmed this grassland people, and war is undoubtedly more terrifying than any natural disaster.
Enleco really couldn't imagine how many people would die on the battlefield
It was even more difficult for him to guess how much time it would take for the Montita Kingdom to recover.
Obviously, when thinking of these, everyone's heart is filled with extreme depression and deep sadness.
After a while, Bashan finally broke the silence.
Obviously he didn't want his reunion with his good friends to be ruined by this depressing atmosphere.
"Le Cres, you should congratulate me, my wife is pregnant." Bashan said excitedly.
This is indeed an exciting topic.
Enleco immediately asked with interest: "When will your child be born?"
"Oh - it's still early! But I can guarantee that it will be an extremely outstanding boy. He will be enough to make me proud, because he was given to me by the god of our tribe - the demon on the holy mountain. There are also precious gifts from our tribe." Bashan said excitedly. These words sounded so harsh in Enleco's ears, because according to calculation, that was also the time when he sowed the seed of life in Chrissy's body.
But he, who is also about to become a father, is definitely not as lucky as Bashan.
Bashan and his wife were immersed in the joy of having a child, while he spent most of the day studying the artificial womb.
The difference between the two became day by day, and he had to be careful even when he complained, but suddenly, Enleco thought of another thing.
In the upcoming war, perhaps Bashan will lose his life.
Scouts are an extremely dangerous profession. Just like eyes, they have irreplaceable value, but they are also extremely fragile.
Enleco peeked at Bashan.
What surprised him was that he could not see any fear of war on Bashan's face.
From Bashan's expression, one can only see a man who is about to become a father, immersed in the great joy of extending his life.
At this moment, Enleco seemed to have gained enlightenment.
Suddenly, he remembered the mysterious scenes he saw when he touched the Holy Grail. At this time, Enleco's mind seemed to be filled with the experience of life.
However, he seemed to be lost in the chaotic thoughts.
What is life
What is the meaning of life
At this moment, Enleco found the answer.
Although he still didn't understand everything, he finally saw the key point.
The meaning of life is to continue.
It goes on and on, over and over again.