A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

days ago.

After receiving the news from the royal city, Garlan did not rush to make a decision.

After setting up camp at night, he called people who he absolutely trusted, such as Kejos, Kareni, Xinyas, Seth, Shulos, etc., into his camp.

He directly told everyone the news about the Gastadians and asked everyone for their opinions.

The simple-minded Garlan is whatever he says, Xin Yasi can naturally ignore it, this strong boy like a bear is sitting on the side, with his eyes open, blinking at Garlan, and then at the others, with a look of disbelief. She looks very cute in front of her elder brother.

Kareni naturally advocated rushing directly to the eastern border for rescue, but Kehos raised objections.

"Your Highness, the reason why you want to ask us is because you are worried that the Eastward movement of the Gastadians is just a gimmick, right?"

The Guardian Knight, who understood Garlan's thoughts, said that he had actually thought of this himself.

"Actually, if the Gastadians want to join forces with other countries, they don't have to be with ISIS. They can also choose Gashu in the north."

Kareni was taken aback.

Although he fought with the former king all the year round and was a fierce general, most of them just obeyed orders to attack.His thinking is rigid and straightforward, and he is not good at the strategy of confrontation.So when he received the news, he immediately thought about going to the rescue, without even thinking about the possibility that it might be a trap set by the enemy.

He asked, "You mean they're probably going north instead of east?"

Keyhos shook his head.

"It's hard to say, if it's false, it's real, if it's real, it's false. It's hard to say that they went north, maybe they really went east."

Scanning the crowd, he said in a deep voice, "Although we can inquire about their marching route, it will always be a day or two late, and it may be too late to chase after we figure it out, so we have to be ahead of them. .”

"Northern border, eastern border, what is certain is that the Gastadians will definitely choose one of the two. But the key is, which side is their goal?"

"Then why don't we split into two ways, and both sides go to rescue..."

Schulos on the side interjected.

"No."

Seth vetoed.

"Only by concentrating our forces now can we overwhelm the Gastadians. If we divide into two groups, our troops will be greatly reduced. At that time, not only will we not be able to rescue them, but we may even be defeated by the Gastadians one by one."

A pair of sheepskins with a map of Aaron Landis spread out on the table, Garlan stood at one end of the long table, his gaze swept over the map.

He asked: "If you were the commander in chief of Gastard, which side would you choose to attack?"

Kareni frowned, looked at the map for a while, and then said: "If I were the commander of the Gastades, I should choose the east, because the number of troops stationed in the east is less than that in the north. Half, and the fortress is not as strong as the northern fortress, so it is easier to get."

Kehoes said: "If it were me, I would choose to go to the northern border, because the Geshu people are more threatening than the Yisi people. If we must join forces with other countries, we should choose a stronger country to join forces. And occupy the northern border. It will be more beneficial in the long run to open up the road to Kanal country more easily.”

He thought for a while, then shook his head again.

"No, it's difficult to choose. After all, Tasda, which helps our country, is right next to the northern border. The choice of going to the northern border is a bit dangerous. Your Highness, it is difficult for me to make a judgment."

While thinking about it, Seth said, "I think it's the east, because the east is closer. Doesn't it mean that they are running low on food and grass? If it were me, the most urgent thing is to get food and grass first."

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but speak again.

"However, what His Excellency Kehoes said seems to make sense. Maybe the people of Gastad are just confusing us by going east. This..."

Schulos: "Uh... I'm just a bard. I don't know much about military affairs, so I won't make any comments."

"It's too troublesome to think about it." Xin Yas said confidently: "Anyway, I listen to my elder brother."

The tent was quiet for a long time, and everyone's eyes were on Garlan.

No one spoke again.

This judgment is not easy to make. If the guess is wrong, Aaron Landis will definitely have one side of the border captured.

Before the Gastadians were driven away, new invaders came in.If you are not careful, you will lose all games, and Aaron Landis, who has finally defended the royal city, will fall into crisis again.

This responsibility is too heavy.

No one dares to take it lightly.

But at this moment, there is only one person who has the right and qualification to make a decision here.

Crown Prince Garlan.

After a long silence, Garlan, who had been staring at the map, raised his head.

The dim light illuminated his fair cheeks and reflected into the depths of his bright golden eyes.

He had clearly made up his mind.

"I decided that the army will rush to the northern fort at full speed."

…………

Although the decision of the crown prince caused a lot of private discussion among the people, the army still marched towards the northern fortress without any delay.

In order to arrive before the Garstad army, Garlan decided to let the veteran Carleni lead the army to advance, and he took Kyhors and the first army rebuilt by Kyhors as the vanguard to rush to the north. territory.

Of course, a younger brother Xinyas who refused to leave Garlan half a step must be added.

Then, they also succeeded in arriving at the northern border one day earlier, before the arrival of the Garstad army.

As the vanguard, tens of thousands of troops spread out on the open plateau, cutting off the way for the Gastadians to go to the Northland Fortress.

Spring has come, the snow on the northern plateau has already melted away, and even the white coats of the distant mountains have faded away, and the rivers flowing in the mountains are much more abundant than in winter.

Green blades of grass emerged from the brown earth and gravel, dotted the land that still seemed a bit barren at the moment.

The bright sun rises and then gradually sets again.

When the afterglow of the setting sun was still on the ground, on the distant horizon, a huge army appeared under the fiery red sky.

Countless people and horses, densely packed, were like dark clouds overwhelming the top, pressing towards the army of Aaron Landis who had been stationed on the plateau for a day.

The black eagle Anu uttered a loud cry in the sky, circled over the enemy army, and then swooped down.

It swept a dark arc in the air, and landed gently on Garlan's raised wrist.

The young man raised his eyes, and his gaze crossed the open space in the middle, and fell on the Garstad army that rushed out of the horizon like a tide.

The Gastadians had stopped advancing.

Garlan saw a man standing at the front of the army on horseback.

The distance was too far, and he couldn't see the appearance of that person clearly, he could only vaguely see the silver hair of the person shrouded in the setting sun and fire.

He couldn't see the man's face.

But he felt that while he was watching the man, the man was also looking at him.

They stared at each other from a distance.

Prince of Gastard, Tyr.

Commander of the invaders Gastardians.

The one who will destroy Aaron Landis in the future.

And... the person who personally killed Brother Kamos!

Garlan's right hand, which was holding the reins of the steed, was clenched tightly. The back of his hand had already showed traces of blue veins, and the knuckles were even tightened to the point where they were almost white.

At this moment, his mind went blank.

The blood in his body boiled in an instant, as if a flame was burning deep in his body, almost consuming his sanity.

kill him!

revenge!

Kill that person with your own hands!

There was an invisible voice roaring and shouting in his body, urging him to gallop over without hesitation at this moment——

Infected by the invisible flame around Garlan that seemed to be able to burn everything, the male lion standing beside Garlan suddenly let out a roar.

Sensing Garlan's grief and anger, Nega seemed to be replacing Garlan, and uttered this roar that almost shook the earth at the enemy facing him.

This lion's roar echoed between heaven and earth.

Awakened by the roar beside him, the boy's golden eyes, which were almost completely burned by the flames, regained some clarity.

Although the anger is still there, it has obviously calmed down.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the almost painful heat that boiled deep in his body.

He clenched the rein tightly with his right hand, using the pain from his nails piercing his palm to warn himself not to act rashly.

Now he is burdened with too many things.

The two armies faced each other from a distance, and no one moved first.

Until the sun is completely below the horizon, the earth is plunged into darkness.

Neither Garlan nor Tyr acted rashly, but chose to camp on the spot.

That night, the two huge camps faced each other far away, and each chose a high ground on a hill to camp.

Countless bonfires were lit, and the bright firelight reflected the sky, dimming the originally bright stars in the night sky.

……

"Prince, I have checked carefully. Except for the army on the opposite side, there is no trace of other troops nearby."

In the middle of the night, all the scouting cavalry that Tire had sent out in all directions had returned, reporting this to Tire.

They did not detect other troops around.

"According to the information I heard, the army that Prince Garlan has summoned is 10,000+, which has already surpassed us in terms of strength." A general of Gastade said, "But the strength of the army on the other side is at most no more than [-]+. It will be more than fifty thousand."

"Is it possible that other armies are ambushing not far away?"

"But it has been checked carefully, and there is no trace of other troops nearby."

"No, their troops are so much smaller than ours, and they don't have any geographical advantage. Since the Aaron Landis dare to stand in front of our army like this, there must be some kind of trick. It's best not to act rashly. After you figure it out... ..."

"It should only be the vanguard of the Aaron Landis that stands in front of us."

Tyre suddenly interrupted the discussion of his subordinates, his expression was cold, his handsome face was like an ice sculpture.

"The rest of their army is probably still on their way."

"Pioneer? But... isn't their crown prince here?"

asked his subordinate in astonishment.

Generally speaking, as the commander-in-chief of the entire army, it is impossible to appear in the extremely dangerous vanguard army.

In particular, the crown prince was still more important than the commander-in-chief of the army in Aaron Landis, and he dared to take such a big risk to appear in front of the Garstad army that was several times larger than his own—no matter how he thought about it, he felt that He dared to do this because he had something to rely on.

This is very similar to the trap that the crown prince is using his body as bait to lure them into a massive attack.

Tyr's slender purple eyes glanced at his subordinate.

"That's what he wants you to think about."

That Prince Garlan's suspicions caused people to hesitate, because they were afraid of traps and did not dare to attack easily, thus missing a good opportunity.

And the Aaron Landis people can use this to delay time until the follow-up army arrives.

The lights were flickering, and the dim yellow light was reflected on the frosty cheeks of Prince Gastad, and the shadows were shaking endlessly.

His eyes showed an indescribable coldness, and his thin lips spat out a few words indifferently.

"Get ready for a night attack tonight."

…………

More than half of the night passed quickly, and most of the bonfires lit in the evening had been extinguished, only a few were still burning, lighting up the small piece of land.

The camps that faced each other from the north to the south were all quiet. Except for the soldiers on watch at night, it seemed that most of the people had fallen asleep, recharging their energy for the upcoming battle tomorrow.

Taking advantage of the dark night, more than 1000 cavalry, with their horses wearing muzzles and hooves wrapped in cloth, circled a large circle to the back of the Aaron Landis camp.

They were all elite cavalrymen under Tyre's command. They were all strong and powerful warriors who could stand up to ten. At this moment, under the leadership of Tire, they sneaked to the vicinity of Aaron Landis's camp.

Then, divide into two batches.

Tire himself led the group of only three or four hundred cavalry.

And another group of nearly a thousand cavalry, led by a burly General Gastad, went around to the other side not far away, and with an order, they galloped fiercely towards the quiet camp.

Even though it was wrapped in cloth, the rush of nearly a thousand cavalry at such a close range instantly alarmed the night watch soldiers.

Soon, the sound of emergency horns sounded throughout the camp, and the sleeping soldiers wearing armor and clothes woke up from their sleep, rushed out of the camp, raised their weapons and rushed towards the direction of the enemy's attack under the command of their superiors.

Although the Aaron Landis reacted quickly, the Garstad cavalry who attacked at night were extremely brave warriors. Ordinary soldiers couldn't stop them at all, and they rushed into the camp at once.

This group of night raiding cavalry sprinted and fought back and forth in the camp, extremely ferocious and tyrannical.

Naturally, the loud fighting sound attracted more and more Aaron Landis soldiers to rush towards them.

And just when the nearly thousand Gastard cavalry attracted everyone's attention, another group of Gastard cavalry rushed in from another part of the camp.

In the dark night, the cavalry team of only a few hundred was like a spear, ruthlessly piercing into the camp.

The starlight illuminated the silver-white hair of the young man at the front of the cavalry, as if it was frost frozen in the night.

The huge sword in his hand was waving, and with a single swing of the sword, it could easily cut the person standing in front of him in half.

No one can stop the galloping footsteps of the mighty Prince Gastard.

He has a natural brave power, which is the power given to him by the gods of Gastad, an inhuman and terrifying power.Since he grew up, not even one of the Gastadians, who are usually known for their bravery, has been his opponent.

And in the darkness of the moment, in Aaron Landis's camp, wherever he went, no one was his single enemy.

Gastade's cavalry team led by him was like an arrow, and it rushed into the deep belly of the camp in one fell swoop.

Nearly.

It will be here soon.

The center of the camp, the huge tent, the backbone of the Aaron Landis people, the location of Prince Garlan is not far ahead!

Tire had even clearly seen the figure of the young man illuminated by two clusters of bright bonfires in front of the huge camp.

The memorable blond hair became more and more radiant in the firelight at night, shining brightly and eye-catching.

The indifference in the past disappeared without a trace at this moment, a surging feeling surged into his limbs, his internal organs seemed to be on fire, he felt the blood in his body boiling, and the frost turned into a sharp blade. There was a fierce light like a beast shining in his pupils.

He slashed away the soldiers who tried to stop him from rushing towards Prince Garlan, blood spattered as Tyr rushed through.

The horse under him is galloping.

The giant sword in his hand has been raised high.

Just one sword—

He could easily cut off the boy's head from his slender neck—

Like he beheaded the Lion King—

No one has ever been able to block a slashed sword from Tyre, who possesses natural supernatural power.

When he went down with his sword, the huge boulder would burst apart.

The flames of the bonfire were shaking, covering the face of the boy standing in front of the tent in the shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

The young prince seemed to be petrified, seeing Tire rushing towards him unstoppably splattered with blood, but he froze in place.

Looking at Garlan who was so frightened that he dared not move, a feeling of regret that was almost boring appeared in Tire's heart.

He missed it.

It seems that this prince is just a little smart enough to guess his strategy, and he is still a cowardly guy in essence.

He is sorry.

The opponent he once thought was worthy of his eyes turned out to be such a waste, it was really not worth his own hands.

Forget it.

As long as the crown prince is beheaded, Aaron Landis will be in chaos again.

It is much easier to take down this country.

While his thoughts were turning, he had already galloped up to the standing boy.

The giant sword reflected the crimson fire.

Everything is a foregone conclusion.

In the flames, the sword that accumulated Tyr's terrifying power slashed heavily——

Garlan, who was standing there, remained motionless.

However, between the lightning and flint, a heavy giant hammer suddenly protruded from the oblique ground, and slammed towards the giant sword that Tyre had cut down.

There was a loud bang.

The giant sword and the giant hammer collided fiercely, and sparks flew all over the moment the two iron objects collided.

The airflow raised by them at the moment of impact scattered in all directions.

The golden forehead hair was blown up by the air current, and the flame of the bonfire, which was stirred up by the air current, illuminated Garlan's face for an instant.

Tyr's eyes dilated slightly.

Through the criss-crossed giant sword and giant hammer in front of him, he finally saw Garlan's face clearly.

The boy stood there, motionless.

The sparks from the impact of the weapon passed over the young man's cheeks, and the pair of bright golden eyes staring at him reflected the firelight, absorbing the light that fell into them, as if they were shining in the dark night.

There was no fear and cowardice in those eyes as Tyre thought, but they were astonishingly bright.

Those golden eyes are inexplicably like the sun, which is rare to see on the snow field of Gastad, but as long as it appears, it will melt all the ice, snow and darkness—it is so sharp that people are shocked.

The second he met Garlan's eyes, Till on the horse had to take a step back.

Xinyas, who blocked Tire's sword, also took a step back.

Two equally inhuman forces collided fiercely.

Because they were both terribly strong, the terrifying rebound made each other take a step back.

This was the first time in their lives that the two who also possessed natural power met someone who was evenly matched with them.

Suddenly there was a sound of piercing through the air behind him, Tier raised his sword, and the sharp arrow that hit his throat in the night fell with a ding.

However, several of the cavalrymen who rushed into the camp after him were shot by arrows, and fell to the ground from their horseback, all of them were shot in the center of the eyebrows or the throat.

The vigorous figures of Erson's female warriors appeared one after another from the night, and sharp arrows struck one after another.

Tire knocked down the arrow that was shot at him, and rode his horse to charge forward.

Suddenly a Garstad cavalry shouted.

"Your Highness! Our camp—"

Tyre turned his head abruptly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing stopped.

The camp of the Gastadians in the distance, far away from here, was full of flames, and there was obviously a sudden commotion.

Night raid!

The Aaronian Landian cavalry attacked his camp at night.

...When he decided to attack the Aaron Landis camp at night, the Prince Garlan also made the same decision.

Turning his head, he glanced again at the burly young man who held a giant hammer in front of Garlan and had the same terrifying power as him. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the female warrior who was staring at him with a bow and arrow, and the other men who had already rushed over. general.

No chance.

There is no time.

Tyre thought regretfully.

With a whistle and a signal, he rushed out with his subordinates, and hurried back to his camp that was also in chaos.

…………

On this night, the Aaron Landis and the Gastads chose to attack each other's camp at night.

It was a sleepless night of utter chaos for both parties.

This is also the first confrontation between the two princes.

It ended in a draw.