Rackman explained slowly, without considering Gozert's inner thoughts at all. He was originally just an ordinary scout. Although he was doing well under Falvia's command, his fighting ability was not very high.
Gozert didn't say anything. He knew who was the boss here. Rackman led a powerful cavalry team, and he had proven to be the strongest here anyway.
"But I don't want to let you go. I can see that the sneaky guy in front of you is a scout, and our Gozert is also a scout. Why don't I let you compete? If you win, all of you will become my prisoners. If you lose, I will take everyone away from here."
Laxman had a smug smile on his face. He knew that Fatis would not refuse his proposal. Fatis's expression changed slightly. His army was too weak, so he had to suffer Laxman's threat. Although Wals ordered Fatis to send troops to follow Bolcha, Wals had guessed that Falvia might also send scouts to spy on her. Wals was not an ignorant person. He knew that he was not an ordinary person who could fight against Maltas of the Kugit Khanate. Knowing yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle. Falvia will definitely spend a certain amount of reconnaissance troops to inquire about his intelligence. Wals originally wanted Fatis to capture those scouts. But he didn't expect that Falvia was more skilled. In addition, Laxman led a cavalry team with more powerful mobile force to follow behind Gozert. This also meant that when an unexpected situation occurred, Laxman could attack and defeat Wals' ambush team in an instant.
"Okay! Then I believe our scout Bolcha will not refuse this proposal."
Fatis looked at Bolcha expressionlessly. Bolcha was at a loss at this time. He was just like Gozert, a scout who had never fought in a few battles. He had fought the enemy on the battlefield only a few times. She was timid, and the followers around her wanted to escape with him. The horses under her feet were also in a panic. They suddenly felt a sense of boredom. This was the instinct of animals. Although the horses could not understand the conversations of humans, this scene with a strong murderous aura affected the horses' minds.
Suddenly, Bolcha seemed to know that this was a battle destined for him. He patted his horse's butt without hesitation, and his horse whistled and walked forward, even though his horse walked timidly, as if he was a coward like his master.
Gozert was not much better. He also patted his horse's butt, walked forward, and the two of them dismounted in the same posture.
"I don't want to hurt my dear horse in the fight with him. I think you feel the same way, don't you?"
Bolcha said to Gozet in front of him, Gozet nodded, gently stroked the neck of her beloved horse, and pushed his body, letting his horse leave the battlefield, and Bolcha did the same.
Bolcha first held his sword across his body, and Gozert swung his sword not to be outdone. Rackman almost laughed out loud. He forced himself to remain calm and watched the two funny guys fighting with swords in front of him.
Unlike Rackman who was watching the show with a funny mentality, Fatis had a different expression. He was a little worried whether Bolcha could win the duel. He was an upright lord. If he lost, he would definitely become Rackman's captive willingly. Rackman seemed to see through Fatis' mentality.
Rackman laughed secretly in his heart, as he saw the uncalm expression on Fatis's face.
Lord Falvia has already understood your thoughts clearly, and he knows me very well too.
“This is a day worth remembering!”
Rackman deliberately said to Fatis in front of him, and the group of recruits behind him seemed to feel humiliated, but what could they do? They could only swallow their anger temporarily.
Bolcha had not really been on the battlefield many times, but everyone around him was a martial arts expert. She imitated what Ailen had done before, and suddenly raised the sword in her hand and swung it forward three times, slashing three times in a row, catching Gozert off guard. However, Gozert also had a group of martial arts experts around him, and he also imitated that group of people and used his sword to resist Bolcha's attack.
"Not enough strength!"
Rackman occasionally made a comment. He commented on Borcha's attack and shook his head as if he thought it was nothing interesting.
After Gozert resisted Bolcha's attack, he suddenly found that Bolcha was exhausted!
How is this possible? Although he is a scout, he is still active on the battlefield. However, he has just swung his sword three times and he is already out of breath!
Suddenly, Gozert felt like looking down on Bolcha. He quickly swung the sword in his hand and stabbed straight forward, just in time to stab the clothes on Bolcha's left arm. Bolcha only tilted his body to the side when the sword came at him, avoiding Gozert's thrilling attack.
At this moment, a fierce light flashed in Bolcha's eyes. He looked very much like Airen on the battlefield. Unfortunately, although he imitated Airen's aura, he failed to imitate Airen's swordsmanship.
Bolcha thrust out his sword suddenly, and the arrow hit Gozert's right arm.
Seeing that Bolcha had won the first battle, his followers and Fatis's group cheered, but only Fatis frowned.
Because he had seen that Rackman's expression did not change at all. Does this mean that Rackman is fearless? Even if Gozert loses the competition, he will go back on his word and annihilate his entire group
Obviously, the facts are not as Fatis thought. Rackman believes that Gozert will not lose this competition easily. He can clearly feel that Gozert and Bolcha are actually almost the same in strength. Therefore, Rackman asked the two to compete in order to see who can win between the two people with almost the same strength.
At the same time, this was also a test for Gozert. After all, he had not really participated in a battle since he followed Falvia. Rackman was somewhat intolerant of this guy. Although the intelligence he brought back was of great value, a soldier was a soldier after all. How could he be allowed not to go to the battlefield
However, things did not go as planned. In the distance, where the plain and the desert met, a cloud of dust was flying. The battle-hardened Laxman had noticed that the direction of the dust was the direction from which Fatis was coming. There was no doubt that, as Fatis had said, their camp was near Fatis. If they wanted to send reinforcements, it would be a piece of cake.
As for Rackman, his main force is very far away from him. If he wants to send reinforcements, it will take some time. Falvia did not take this into account, and Rackman himself did not think of it either.
Although the troops he led were all cavalry, he still needed to judge the quality of the enemy's reinforcements. If they were ordinary recruits like Fatis, then Rackman would be fearless. However, if the elite troops under Wals came over, he would not be able to defeat them anyway. Only Falvia's command could save them from defeat.
Gozert and Bolcha, who were fighting, were stunned. They had noticed the dust flying in the distance. The tall white unicorn fluttered in the wind. This flag was very familiar to everyone. Whether it was Fatis or Rackman, their soldiers showed two different expressions.
Fatis's group of recruits were naturally very excited. They felt the murderous aura emanating from the Rackman soldiers on the opposite side and had already been trembling with fear. However, the Rackman soldiers were somewhat hesitant. The arrival of the enemy reinforcements was not good news for them.
Boom boom boom!
Sure enough, what appeared in front of Rackman was not a ragtag army, but the Swadian knights led by Amirida herself.
Spears and war horses!
Rackman didn't want to leave just like that. If he ran away as soon as the enemy appeared, it would really affect his reputation. Therefore, he had to find an explanation before leaving.
For a noble who is good at fighting, reputation is the most precious thing, especially the reputation on the battlefield. He glanced at the group of agitated soldiers. These soldiers were usually a group of cavalry led by him personally. Rackman understood their feelings very well.
"Don't panic! We haven't officially started the war yet. Besides, you are also Falvia's elite troops. How can you lose your composure when you see the enemy?"
Rackman shouted softly, and only then did his soldiers return to their previous calm appearance. All this was largely due to the name of Falvia. They had long regarded Falvia as their god of war. The image of Falvia in the minds of this group of soldiers of the Sarand Sultanate was like the image of Wals among the Nord soldiers.
Soon, this group of cavalry appeared in front of Rackman and others. Gozert and Bolcha had stopped fighting a long time ago. Rackman acquiesced to him returning to his team, and Bolcha also came to Fatis's side. Amirida rode his warhorse to Fatis and saluted Fatis. Fatis nodded. Even if the quality of Fatis's army was poor, he was a lord personally appointed by Wals. It stands to reason that a knight like Amirida should salute him.
Fatis acquiesced to everything that Amirida did. He quietly retreated behind Amirida. At this time, Amirida's beautiful eyes were staring at the opponent's general.
Rackman had already heard of the famous generals under Wals, and the one in front of him must be the legendary Amirida. His name was the Beautiful Knight.
"It really looks a bit special!"
Rackman talked to himself, his voice was very low, but the guards around him could still hear it clearly. Those guards and other soldiers were a little surprised after seeing Emilida's appearance. She was obviously a man but looked like a girl. After hearing what Rackman said, they couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, Rackman realized that he had lost his sense of propriety and was not in accordance with the etiquette of the nobility. He shouted at the guards around him in a low voice, and the guards had no choice but to cover their mouths and lower their heads, but they still continued to laugh.
Amirida was already accustomed to this, and he did not even glance at the guards or Rackman soldiers.
He had only one target, the enemy's general Rackman. Gozert felt that the situation was not good. There appeared an armed knight in front of him. As an intelligence officer, he also knew the generals under Wals. Although Gozert knew that he was the enemy's general, he also laughed along with the guards.
Emrida was disdainful of those smiles, but the group of Swadian knights under his command were somewhat dissatisfied. However, due to Emrida's orders, they did not launch an attack, but were rubbing their hands. If Emrida wanted to start a war, they would not mind giving the group of people in front of them a profound lesson.
At this moment, Rackman felt that he should do something to end this farce.
"My soldiers are still lacking in education. I hope Mr. Emilida will not be offended."
Rackman immediately determined that the knight in front of him with outstanding appearance was Emrida.
Amirida nodded. He no longer minded this matter.
"I wonder what Falvia's Laxman is going to do here?"
Amirida did not ask Rackman's name, and immediately recognized him as Rackman, one of Falvia's men.
The intelligence work of both sides was extremely outstanding, and they already knew everything about the other side's generals.
Rackman was not too surprised and bowed to Amirida, which was considered a respect for the enemy.
"We are here to rescue my scout. He was captured by your Lord Fatis. We came to rescue him. Now he is safely in our hands. In that case, we will take our leave."
Rackman made up a perfect excuse, and then led his cavalry away without looking back. Gozert looked back at Amirida, and he acquiesced to Rackman's actions.
After the group of people left, Borcha and Fatis looked at Amirida with puzzled faces. Everyone present was very confused about Amirida's sudden appearance. Fatis dismounted and stepped forward, and Amirida also dismounted to show respect. "Mr. Amirida, why? Why are you here? In addition to arranging me, did His Majesty also arrange for you to meet him?"
When Emilida heard this, he burst into laughter.
"Everything is under your control. Your Majesty has already anticipated Falvia's actions."
Emilida said with a smile.
"Let's go! We'll tell you in detail on the way back."
Several knights set out on their journey home, while Rackman and Gozert also had to go back to report to Falvia. Rackman had already felt that Wals was not an easy person to deal with, and his reputation was not in vain. He did not expect that in addition to arranging Fatis's team, he also arranged other people.
Rackman was very anxious now. He knew that Falvia's opponent had appeared. If that was the case, he should report the news to Falvia immediately and ask Falvia to take Wals seriously. Rackman and his party soon returned to Falvia's camp. Falvia had already moved his camp closer to Shariz. His camp was getting closer and closer to Shariz.
Near a small village in the desert, a large number of troops were stationed here, making this originally desolate village somewhat noisy. A steady stream of supplies were transported from the rear. If some lords loyal to Sultan Hakim led their troops to attack those transport teams, it would inevitably cause some chaos to the army on the front line. However, no lord did so. They were almost all watching, and Rackman clearly believed that even if a lord attacked the fortune transport team, Falvia would tear those attacking lords into pieces with thunder.
After passing through a series of tight patrols, Rackman entered the center of the camp, where Falvia was.
As soon as he entered the tent of the camp, he saw Falvia sitting in her seat. Although she was a woman, she had a dignity that men did not have. On her left and right were generals who were also sitting. They were staring at a document on the table in front of them. It was obvious that they were writing down the orders they were going to issue and passing them on to the next level. There was also a thick pile of parchment on the table in front of Falvia. These documents were all intelligence and situations from various aspects.
In recent times, the lords in various parts of the country who were supposed to be loyal to Sultan Hakim have stopped making any moves. They seem to be waiting and watching. Falvia is glad to see this situation. "Marshal!"
As soon as Rackman stepped into the camp, he walked straight to Falvia, bowed to him and said.
"I followed Gozert as you ordered. We could have gone ahead with the plan without any mistakes. But for some reason, Wals arranged a troop to follow his scouts. The troop was led by Fatis, the feudal lord of Wals. The troops he led were a group of ragtag troops. My cavalry could easily destroy them, but unfortunately..."
Rackman hesitated to speak, he really didn't want to admit his failure, because the words failure and incompetence were linked together.
Falvia stretched her majestic face forward and spoke to Ackerman word by word.
"Then what?"
Rackman knew he had to tell about his failure no matter what.
"Afterwards, Amirida, a general under Wals, led a team of Swadian knights to appear in front of me. They were too strong. They might be able to tie with me in a one-on-one fight, but they also had the ragtag army led by Fatis. With them as a shield, the Swadian knights could wipe out my troops in one round, so..."
"So you came back in disgrace? Was there any fighting?"
Falvia said coldly, and Rackman lowered his head quickly. She seemed to have sensed Falvia's angry expression. Although she lowered her head and could not see Falvia's face at all, Falvia's extremely angry expression still appeared clearly in his mind. He returned empty-handed and must be punished.
"No! I didn't fight the Eredar because I thought it was a meaningless battle that would only cause more casualties to my army!"
Rackman knelt on one knee, hoping to calm Falvia's anger. The generals on both sides put down the documents in their hands in astonishment and looked at Rackman who was kneeling on one knee.
"I failed! I beg for your punishment."
Rackman closed his eyes, as if waiting for the punishment to fall upon him. But after a long time, Falvia did not speak. She raised her head in confusion and opened her eyes to see Falvia in deep thought.
"marshal!"
Rackman seemed reluctant to interrupt Falvia's thoughts, but kneeling like this was not an option, so she softly called out the title of Marshal.
At this time, Falvia came back to her senses. She still looked solemn, but there was no anger on her face. In fact, Falvia's angry expression was just Rackman's own imagination. Falvia was not angry.
"I know! Go down now."
Rackman didn't expect to receive such an answer. She was a little at a loss, but she still lowered her head and continued, "Marshal! This Wals should not be underestimated. Please be careful of him, Marshal."
"I understand! You go down first, I know what to do."
Her beautiful eyes never looked at Rackman again after she said this. Rackman swallowed his saliva, then turned around and left the camp.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that from the beginning, Falvia had never underestimated Wals, and he had always regarded Wals as his number one enemy. It was really unnecessary for him to advise Falvia to be careful of Wals again.
After watching Rackman leave, the generals in the tent continued with their own work. They knew Falvia's character well, so they didn't say much.
At this time, Falvia was thinking about how to defeat Wals. Suddenly, he felt that he had met an opponent stronger than Maltas.