Chapter 710 Turtle in the Urn
In a dense mountainous forest five miles northeast of Solenberg, several officers wearing plate armor sat around a fire, using the heat from the bonfire to drive away the cold.
On one side near the entrance of the cave, several soldiers were constantly adding firewood to the makeshift stove. In the deep copper pot placed on top, the stewed meat was steaming, exuding bursts of meaty aroma - "Ha! This smell is so delicious!"
An officer sitting by the fire couldn't help but stepped forward to lift the lid and smell it, his already hungry stomach kept making noises.
"Are you getting better soon? We are still hungry." The officer asked the soldiers beside him.
"My Lord Baron, it will be ready soon, soon~" the soldier said and sprinkled a handful of coarse salt into the pot. He cut the wild onions in his hand into several pieces and threw them into the copper pot. He picked up a wooden spoon and stirred it. Then he dipped his finger into the soup hanging on it, tasted it, and nodded with satisfaction.
"My lords, dinner is ready~"
This sentence was like a wild dog that had been hungry for five days when it heard its owner knocking on the dog bowl and walking towards him, but these officers were extremely excited.
As a large pot of soft and juicy stewed pork was put on the plate and delivered to several people, these officers with noble backgrounds soon made a sound like vicious dogs gnawing. He voraciously stuffed a large piece of pork into his mouth, making the soldiers standing nearby swallow their saliva.
“This is a mouthful of hot and delicious food. The multi-grain bread and meat jerky as hard as a rock that I have eaten in recent days are killing me!” One of the officers hurriedly swallowed the stew in his mouth, picked up the wine naan next to him and took two big mouthfuls.
"Yeah, it's still the soft and juicy stew that makes people remember "Quick, serve me the broth for another night! This damn weather is so cold at night."
I want it too! "
"Give me a bowl, too~"
If it were a common meal on weekdays, this kind of stew would not be as good as the delicacies in the taverns in the city. But at this time, an ordinary plate of stew paired with a night of steaming broth won the praise of these aristocratic gentlemen who usually pick and choose.
A few days ago, these guys were eating and drinking in Solonborg not far away. But Terman sent them outside the city with a transfer order. After hiding in the surrounding area for several days, I arrived at this hidden cave early yesterday morning.
In order to avoid being exposed, the leading viscount, who was responsible for commanding more than two hundred cavalry, ordered that no fires were allowed for cooking, day or night. The group spent several days eating cold water bread and dried meat.
When the Burgundians arrived at the camp north of Sauronburg, they sent troops to strengthen security around the area around Sauronburg. In order to avoid exposure,
these Lombard cavalry were forced to hide in this cave.
As Terman's killers, this cavalry team was not only ordered to burn the grain and grass of the Burgundian camp, but also harassed the enemy from behind when Sauronburg was unable to withstand the attack of the siege team.
As the most powerful cavalrymen under Terman, the more than two hundred cavalry were also led by the leading viscount who had followed him for many years. This man's name was Grant, who was a cavalryman and had followed Terman for many years. As one of Terman's confidants, he is highly relied upon. Terman led troops on many expeditions and achieved great military exploits.
Grant is good at riding and shooting, and he is also very strategic. He often led his men to lurk behind enemy lines, waiting for opportunities to burn the enemy's food and grass. Or lure the enemy deeper and cooperate with the light and heavy armored infantry to annihilate the enemy. It was precisely because of this that Terman allowed him to stay with him and cultivate him carefully. Grant did not disgrace his mission, made many military exploits, and became Terman's right-hand man.
While the officers were enjoying their meal, the voice of the messenger came from the entrance of the cave.
Grant tore off a piece of stew and turned to look at the messenger who was trotting up.
"Lord Viscount!" The messenger quickly walked to the fire and looked at the delicious stew on the plate, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
"Speak!" Grant yelled.
传令兵当即回过神来，「禀告子爵大人，索伦堡内的教堂钟声已经敲响！」
「嗯？你们可曾确定是索伦堡里的钟声？
"Yes, Lord Viscount, it was indeed the bell from the top of the church. The guy we arranged at the top of the mountain heard it with his own ears."
h "Is it already dark outside?" Grant asked again.
「It’s all dark.」
Grant looked in the direction of the cave entrance, and it was completely dark.
On the same day, Terman once again reminded Grant when he led his troops out of the city. Taking the first bell of the night when the northerners attacked Sauronburg as a signal, two hundred cavalry attacked the Burgundian rear camp at night, burning its food and grass, interrupting the opponent's supplies, and forcing them to retreat. After the incident was completed, he lay in ambush outside Sauron Castle, waiting for an opportunity to harass the Burgundians' rear, and cooperated with the Sauron Castle defenders to defend against the enemy.
After hearing this, Grant immediately stuffed the remaining half piece of meat into his mouth, drank the remaining broth in the wooden bowl, and immediately stood up, "Send the order, all the cavalry, without stopping, go straight to the rear camp of the Burgundians!"
"Yes!"
Following Grant's order, the two hundred cavalrymen who had been waiting for many days gradually walked out of the cave and left the dense forest. The horses were hoofed up, and the cavalry silently followed the mountain path toward the northwest toward the rear camp of the Southern Expedition Army. After the cavalry climbed over a hill, two black figures suddenly appeared from the bushes not far away, and quickly ran towards the straw pile where the horses were hidden half a mile away~
..—Haha, Great, these bastards are finally out, and we no longer have to follow them like followers all day long."
In the darkness, the cavalryman kept waving his whip and hitting the horse's butt, and said excitedly to his other companion who was riding alongside him.
"Yeah, damn, these bastards are running around like mice all day long. If you ask me, I should just bring people here and burn them all in the cave, so that we don't have to guard against them all day long." Tell Lord Kazak the news and let the guys in the camp prepare early."
"Okay! Drive!"
"Drive!"
As the sound of whips beating the horses gradually faded away, the two cavalrymen quickly disappeared on the open plain.
Eight miles northwest of the plain, the rear camp of the Southern Expeditionary Army. When the Wells Army outside Solonborg was planning its next attack, it was not idle here either.
"..Quickly, you guys, take these carts of supplies into the village and hide them. The rest of you, cover all those haystacks with tarpaulins and sprinkle some grain outside~"
"Okay, Lord Kazak!"< br/>
In the camp, after the deputy commander of the branch regiment, Kazak, ordered the remaining carts of grain and grass to be delivered to the abandoned village, he also ordered the more than 40 guys from the heavy auxiliary department and hundreds of laborers to cover all the haystacks disguised as grain and grass equipment with tarpaulins.
After the legion went south, he changed his identity and became the "general manager" responsible for the food and grass distribution of the rear camp.
The importance of this place is self-evident as it stores a large amount of military supplies and equipment, as well as food and fodder for thousands of troops to go south. It was with this in mind that Art specifically left Kazak behind and let him serve as the backbone to guard the camp.
In addition, Art left the flag captain Rigg, another flag captain and the soldiers in their names in the camp. In addition to the 65 cavalrymen led by the company's deputy commander Reid, there are about 150 elite soldiers of the Wells Corps in the camp. Coupled with the soldiers, laborers and some miscellaneous soldiers of the Radial Division, as well as the 50 soldiers of the Guards Corps who stayed here, and more than ten people of the Grenadier Company, it was enough to annihilate the Sauronburg cavalry that came to attack.
When Terman thought his careful deployment was flawless, he didn't know that his every move had already been watched by the spies that Art had arranged around Sauronburg.
Although both of them are insidious and cunning, after this battle, they will be able to make a decision.
"Lord Kazak, the guy we sent to the south to monitor the enemy cavalry is back."
At the exit of Xuqiu, flag captain Rige galloped excitedly towards Kazak who was setting up a trap.
As soon as Kazak heard this, he immediately turned around and ran towards Rigg. "Tell me about the specific situation!"
"Quickly, tell Lord Kazak everything you know."
The cavalryman following Rigg wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted and said: "The opponent has more than two hundred cavalry, most of them are light cavalry.
They are less than three miles away from here, and another guy is still monitoring their every move. Sir, what should we do now? "
"Great!" Kazak clapped his hands fiercely, "Commander!
"Here!"
"Quick, let everyone hide and standby according to the original plan. Tell the deputy commander of the cavalry company, Reid, and ask him to lead the cavalry to hide in the dense forest to the west of the perimeter. Use the thunder as a signal. When the thunder is heard, the cavalry will immediately rush over to block the exit. No one can be let go!"
"Yes!" ! "
"Rig!" Kazak looked at the flag captain Rigg, who could no longer hold back. "Your troops and the soldiers of the grenadier company are hiding on the top of the mountain in the north. I am hiding on the top of the south with another flag team. After the thunder, immediately rush down the hill and annihilate all the cavalry!"
“Don’t worry, Master Kazak, I will make sure these bastards never come back!” Rigg couldn’t suppress his inner excitement, and immediately ran towards the northern hillside with his soldiers. As the flag captain of the main battle corps, he failed to follow the corps south to besiege Sauronburg, which made him very humiliated these days. Now the Lombard cavalry came to attack the camp, playing into his hands.
Watching other officers drinking and eating meat in the south, he and one of his men sat behind and waited for the enemy to come. No matter what, he would lead his men to kill all the Lombard cavalry this time, otherwise he would definitely be laughed at by the old brothers outside Solonburg for the rest of his life.
At the edge of the wheat field two miles southeast of the camp, two hundred Lombard cavalry, using the cover of shrubs and weeds, were approaching the enemy's rear camp step by step~
Viscount Grant, the leader of the army, who was sitting on horseback, chewed grass roots leisurely, hummed an unknown Lombard country song softly, and imagined that he would lead people to burn the camp at the rear of the Burgundians.
As everyone knows, he is leading his troops closer to the trap step by step, and will eventually become the enemy's prey, with nowhere to escape.