Chapter 1091 (1/2)
South of the imperial capital, the blockade area, on the Bank of the gem River, Empire Avenue.
Only after personal attempts can we understand what a terrible trouble it is to manage a large territory and an army of tens of thousands of people.
Despite the power given by the elf prince, this does not mean that Anson ZAD, the chief Wizard of the royal court, can immediately command the tens of thousands of ELF warriors - on the contrary, this is at most the beginning.
He must personally meet with each warrior leader, reorganize them after taking an oath of allegiance, assign tasks, hand-in-hand account of the work, send messengers to deliver letters and supervise the progress of the task, and then... Repeat the above content almost a thousand times.
Basically, this is what he has done day and night in the past few days.
What he did was just ”take all the baggage and prisoners, meet according to the designated route, and then move forward”. It didn't even involve any part related to the battle, and gave the warrior leaders a great deal of freedom, which still kept him busy.
Leaning on a magic wand snatched from an aristocratic manor, the sweating Anson ZAD raised his tired eyes, and some of his scalp looked numbly at the dense Azores warriors on the way.
In the past, he would be proud of such an army, or at least have a sense of security; But now he can only feel trouble, trouble, countless troubles.
It's terrible, it's terrible... Why does his highness Rodriguez Azores always look relaxed and comfortable when commanding the army, and he becomes a mess?
Take a deep breath and Anson ZAD sighed helplessly.
The blindfolded elf girl immediately behind Anson ZAD struggled with her long sword like a walking stick: ”the baggage team was completely dragged down at the end of the team, and there were prisoners - just now a warrior leader said that almost two or three thousand prisoners were at the end of the team, and there were signs of escape.”
”It seems that our plan is still too ideal. With so many troops retreating on a large scale, there are more problems than expected.”
”This is not idealized at all, not at all!”
Anson ZAD was powerless to retort: ”this army and these warriors, who used to cross the imperial line in just five days, and fought with two imperial armies in three days, occupying most of the territory of West Saxony!”
”If they can accomplish so many things in ten days, there is no reason why they can't withdraw to the designated area and reorganize the defense line in four days - so there must be something wrong and something wrong. Things shouldn't be like this!”
”So it's not the samurai's fault, but Anson's lack of ability?”
”I... i... ho!”
The speechless Anson ZAD opened his mouth and found himself unable to refute; So he stamped his feet and stepped forward.
”Anson... As always, is unwilling to admit his mistakes and shortcomings.”
The blindfolded elf girl said to herself, ”if this goes on, when will the only eldest son of the ZAD family grow up?”
As she spoke, Lori ZAD followed her angry brother.
The next second, the blindfolded fairy girl suddenly stopped, pressed the knife with her right hand and turned behind her.
”Anson!”
The crisp angry drink made the elf wizard who had not yet recovered from his shame instinctively look back, and he saw that the elf girl was standing in place, like a great enemy.
”Elder sister...”
”There is a voice... Approaching from the rear of the team.” Lori ZAD's face is as heavy as water. Although she blindfolded, she can still see her serious expression: ”it's not easy to judge the distance, but... It should be the cavalry of the Empire.”
Cavalry... Knight Byrne?!
Anson, whose face was startled, had no doubt at all. He raised his right wand and a bunch of ”Jiao lightsabers” burst in the air.
”The whole army... Stand still --!”
The moment the order was given, the whole marching team was quiet.
”The front team changes to the rear team, start the formation in place, close the line, and prepare to defend against the enemy!” the hasty Anson immediately issued another order before finishing the last sentence:
”Send a messenger to contact the rear and find out the situation!”
Before he finished, dozens of Elven warriors had rushed towards the rear of the whole marching team.
At the same time, the whole army of Elven warriors began to gather together at the same time - although that said, in fact, only thousands of people in the front could really get Anson's command, and the team in the back was still moving slowly until the roaring horn sounded.
Different from the close formation of the imperialists, the battle mode of the Azores must lead to their loose front. Therefore, the length of the whole marching team is twice and a half that of the imperialists of the same strength. The most direct consequence is that the speed of getting news is very slow.
After nearly a quarter of an hour, Anson ZAD, who had gathered a third of his troops, finally got accurate information from the rear.
And it's the worst, the last thing he wants to see.
”Baron Turin, Duke of Byrne, raided the baggage team at the back of the marching team. After defeating the Elven warriors guarding the baggage, he took more than a thousand prisoners. Now he is organizing an army... He is still attacking?”
”The troops in the back row are organizing defense. They haven't broken through yet, but...”
Looking at Anson ZAD, who was shocked and angry, there was also a trace of discontent on the face of the breathless Elf Warrior: ”there are many enemy cavalry, and they can do little damage to them with leather armor, spears and knives!”
Anson, whose face was as heavy as water, raised his right hand and signaled that the other party didn't have to go on.
”Loren Turin... He came for you, more accurately, for us, more than 20000 Elven warriors.”
The blindfolded elf girl whispered, ”it's only a matter of time for him to break through and rush here... Do you want to fight?”
Anson clenched his teeth and his palm trembled as he clenched his wand.
The situation is completely different from what was expected.
He guessed that the other party would launch a surprise attack while he retreated, but he completely didn't expect that the other party would attack from the last side of the team when he was about to meet his highness Rodriguez, not at the time of his departure or during the journey.
If the judgment is good, there should be about a day's journey between yourself and your highness.
But the current war situation is very disadvantageous to himself.
On the wide road, it is a natural and excellent battlefield for heavy cavalry; Byrne knights can charge with all their strength, defeat the Elven warriors and kill themselves straight all the way.
At that time, I will have to face the same situation as the war of eboden again... No, even more terrible than that time. This time, I will not face the exhausted wizard, but Duke Byrne, who is fully armed and surrounded by countless guards.