King’s Kingdom

Theodosius was lying on an open-air carriage, looking at the stars in the sky, the depression and tension in his heart still did not dissipate, the fate of the whole country rested on his shoulders, and no one who was heartless could remain calm. .

After tossing and turning for more than two hours, he couldn't fall asleep. Theodosius forced himself to close his eyes to induce sleepiness, but his worries about the outcome of the war still lingered in his mind. Woke up when it was not bright.

The sky was gray and milky, just like Theodosius' mood, he jumped out of the carriage and patrolled the temporary camp.

The sentries patrolled the camp back and forth, and when they saw the red-eyed king hurriedly saluting, they were also worried about Theodosius' physical condition. If something went wrong with him, the defeat of the war would be a foregone conclusion.

"Don't worry, we will definitely win!" Whenever Theodosius saw these sentinels, he would always stop and pat them on the shoulders to soothe their hearts and boost their morale.

This continued until dawn. The logistics team that set off first was not far behind the marching troops, so the soldiers could eat all kinds of fresh food.

The hot soup with the aroma of meat is served with vegetables, and the soldiers feast on it. Adequate logistical supplies are also one of the important factors to maintain morale.

The entire army once again embarked on a journey of advancement. Even though Theodosius tried his best, there were still more and more complaints in the army. Although everyone was willing to fight to defend their homeland and the country, such a high-intensity march made it difficult for them to fight. Everyone's body and mind are at their limit.

May 1, 866, Hilkati calendar, at noon.

The sentry cavalry of the Lan Yin Army came back and reported that it was only ten kilometers away from the enemy's camp.

"Order everyone to keep quiet, eat the cold food prepared before today, let everyone have a good rest, and prepare for battle!"

The general of the Rydermen military district, the Count of Camota, the general of the Unter army, the earl of Thrunelan, the general of the Kelsey district, the Earl of Spencer, and the general of the Delce district, the Earl of Megandvin, gathered beside Theodosius and received the pre-war order.

Theodosius threw his fists violently, as if to cheer himself up, and said fiercely: "I will bury the enemy in hell! Let the warriors sharpen their swords and spears, let the knights take care of their horses, let Their comrades accompany them to gallop across the battlefield!"

"You all go down and recharge your batteries. We will launch a surprise attack on the enemy at one o'clock in the morning. Before that, we must not make a sound to attract the enemy's attention!"

Ten kilometers is not far or near. If you want to launch a surprise attack on the enemy, you need to walk for more than an hour, but it is not easy for the enemy to find such a distance.

According to the report of the sentinel, the people in the Northern Empire did not seem to have arranged too many scout cavalry, and there were a large group of idlers outside the camp that had nothing to do with the war. This is undoubtedly good news for the Rhine Kingdom.

"Yes! Your Majesty, I will follow your will!" The four generals nodded in unison, and Theodosius also ordered the Central Military Region, and the entire temporary camp suddenly became busy.

The soldiers took advantage of this period of time to maintain their equipment, and each set of armor was subject to the strictest inspection. It was a matter of whether or not to survive the battle. The soldiers were extremely serious.

The long swords and spears are sharpened, the horses of the knights also eat the best food, the oily bean cakes are served with various eggs, and the iron horses of the armored paladins are based on this. Added some minced meat, just to burst out stronger speed and impact on the battlefield.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but at this time, the North Empire camp still did not stop, the lights were still lit outside the camp, and bursts of laughter and vomiting could be heard. sleepless nights.

Hearing the sentry cavalry keep reporting on the enemy's movements, Theodosius raised the corners of his mouth, finally having good news!

When such entertainment is still being carried out at midnight, it means that the military discipline of the opponent has reached the point where it is useless. Can troops without military discipline be able to fight? It is not necessarily true to say that, the effect of military discipline in small-scale battles is not very obvious.

However, now that the combined number of troops on both sides has exceeded 30,000 people, this kind of battle is obviously not a single battle.

In addition to the ability of individual soldiers in a war of this scale, the morale, organization, and armor of both sides are more important. Whoever has more elites and whose fighters are more disciplined is the key to victory.

Theodosius' pressure has eased a lot, and it seems that tonight's raid will go very smoothly!

The warriors had woken up from their naps and were eating a simple meal, a small amount of cooked meat and a lot of bread. Intense battles required a lot of carbohydrates to support their stamina. Theodosius had done what he could. to everything.

Minutes and seconds passed, and it finally arrived at the scheduled one o'clock in the morning.

"Everyone keep quiet! We will raid the enemy's camp, and the first target is the new king of the Northern Empire. As long as we can catch or kill him, the war will be won! In addition, I also ask you to kill a lot of enemies, don't be merciful!"

Theodosius knew that his reminder was purely superfluous. The soldiers who believed in the God of War could never have the slightest hesitation, but they were prepared for anything. He didn't want any accidents to happen.

"Hurry up, keep your feet down!" Theodosius' order was whispered to everyone, even the tall and strong iron-boned horse, the hooves of the horses were covered by the steps, and the sound was suppressed to the lowest level.

The camps of the Northern Empire finally calmed down a little, and those "energetic" soldiers couldn't support their tired bodies and heavy eyes, either returning to their tents, or simply in the ladies' tents or open-air taverns. sleep in.

After walking for nearly two hours, Theodosius brought his army to a place that was 300 meters away from the camp of the Northern Empire.

This is already a very dangerous distance, but from Theodosius' point of view, the other party's camp is still peaceful, and it seems that they have not been found at all.

"It's done!" Theodosius could hardly hold back the ecstasy in his heart, and the plan was halfway through.

"Come closer! Closer!" Theodosius meditated in his heart, the closer the distance to the enemy, the better the effect of the raid.

Finally, the entire army of more than 8,000 people was less than 200 meters away from the northern empire camp. Theodosius shouted vigorously: "Everyone! Charge!"

Hearing a thunderous roar, all the warriors unsheathed their swords, raised their spears, and charged towards the camp in front of them.

Skoll II, who was sleeping, opened his eyes almost in an instant. His bloodshot eyes were like evil ghosts who chose people and devoured them. He shouted to the outside of the military tent: "What happened!"