A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

When the Aaron Landis stagnated, the evacuated Gastadians also stopped retreating back to Kanal.

Obviously, they are watching.

This white bear from the extreme north was about to be expelled from its territory by the golden lion just a moment ago, but if the lion showed any weakness at this moment, it would immediately counterattack and tear the lion fiercely. gotta shatter—

In the Gastadian camp, Tyre was sitting in his tent, and one of his confidants was kneeling down in front of him.

"Your Highness, the people we sent to investigate have confirmed that the interior of Aaron Landis's army has indeed begun to become chaotic."

From the day when the sick Garstad soldiers were left behind for the first time, Tire has been sending out scouts to secretly monitor the movement of Aaron Landis' army.

Every day, he has to get the latest spy information.

The changes in Aaron Landis's army these days were naturally noticed by him.

"The scouts said that the camp is very tightly guarded, several times tighter than before. They are difficult to approach and cannot check the situation in the camp."

"However, the Aaron Landis will secretly bury the corpses in the middle of the night. As for the exact number, they cannot ascertain the exact number due to the strict guards on the other side."

"The Tasdars and Elsons have long since left the camp of the Aaron Landisians."

All the above signs indicate that there are indeed signs of the spread of the plague within the Aaron Landis army.

However, it is not enough.

Tyre mused.

Before getting enough information and fully confirming, you can't act rashly.

The desolate Garstad Snowfield, which is covered by ice and snow all year round, is a pure world of the weak and the strong.

Survival of the fittest.

The weak are not qualified to waste the extremely limited resources on the snow field.

On the snow field of Gastad, everyone is trying their best to survive.

In times of famine, some tribes even choose to devour the flesh of the dead to keep the living alive.

No matter how cruel the behavior was, it was commonplace for the Gastadians, especially when dealing with enemies.

【To sympathize with the enemy is to dig a grave for oneself】.

This is a well-known proverb in the snowfields of Gastad.

In that extremely harsh environment, only the strong and hard-hearted can survive.

Therefore, Tyre, who has carried out the law of the jungle in the snowfield to the extreme since he was a child, never felt that it was wrong to abandon useless people and use them as pawns to defeat the Aaron Landis.

Not only him, but even the other generals of Gastad didn't think there was anything wrong with their prince's actions.

Gastardians, no matter the means, the winner is everything.

Sitting on a wooden chair, silver-white hair was scattered on Tier's handsome side cheeks.

He lowered his eyes, and his translucent eyelashes cast hazy shadows on his face.

He was obviously thinking about something.

After a long time, Tyre asked a question.

"Have the people who went to contact those troops come back? What's the result?"

The other generals were very excited about the chaos in the Aaron Landis army, and they have been proposing to counterattack the Aaron Landis people these days.

But Tyre's attitude was very cautious.

The reason why he and his father were able to conquer the Gastad Snow Field was not only powerful and ruthless, but also because they were a little more cunning than other Gastad people.

He didn't believe it easily, but suppressed the restless subordinates and chose to wait and see cautiously.

After all, the Crown Prince Garlan was different from his less intelligent subordinates.

He must be cautious when dealing with the crown prince.

He has been watching calmly, and he was only half sure until three days ago when troops in the Aaron Landis army left in a hurry.

Only the terrible existence of the plague can make the generals of the army leave in a hurry even if they are considered to be fleeing.

However, Till still did not act immediately.

On the contrary, he dispatched his own spies more cautiously, and asked them to secretly follow the leaving troops to find out whether these troops really left, or were they just pretending to be in secret. Go around and attack yourself.

"Yes, they have all sent news that those troops have indeed left, and they are marching very fast."

"According to your order, they tried to contact those generals after confirming that the troops had left."

"One person completely lost track and was probably killed; three people were rejected by the other party, but were released; and two people succeeded. They got some news from the two generals, and one of them secretly I convey my admiration to the prince."

"Judging from the information they received, they did leave in a hurry because they sensed a plague in Aaron Landis's army."

Until now, the suspicion in Tyre's heart finally dissipated.

In this way, he can confirm that the plague in Aaron Landis's army has indeed spread.

"Your Highness, according to news, troops have left one after another since yesterday."

Obviously, as the plague situation in the army became more and more serious, those who were still hesitating finally chose to flee.

Someone else said from the side.

"We must hurry up, Your Highness, otherwise more and more troops will leave."

Tyre nodded slightly.

Yes, only by defeating the army in one fell swoop while Aaron Landis's army was in a panic due to the plague, can Aaron Landis's vitality be completely cut off at once.

If all the troops that still have combat effectiveness run away beforehand, and they only defeat the sick and weak troops, the meaning of victory will be much smaller.

it's time.

Tyler thought so.

He said: "Give me an order, the whole army is ready to attack tonight!"

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The night fell again, and on the ground, the Gastadians who had been quiet for a long time began to move again.

Countless cavalrymen came by the moonlight, and their white armor reflected the silvery moonlight.

Countless horseshoes trampled on the green grass on the ground.

The sleeping birds in the jungle were awakened and flew out with flapping wings.

The hares and wild mice on the prairie were awakened by the sound of horses' hoofs, and they got out of their holes and fled in all directions.

Tyre led the Garstad army to rush towards the Aaron Landis camp standing in the night. From a distance, he heard the piercing whistle of the camp in the distance. Countless soldiers hurriedly assembled and gathered in front of the camp. Meet the enemy.

Tyre narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although they attacked at night, they did not cover up their actions.

If it was the former Aaron Landis army, they should have already formed a team to welcome them in the field before the camp.

It seems that the current Aaron Landis army no longer has the discipline that was previously prohibited.

The bonfire in the camp that has never been extinguished from morning to night is still burning, and a strange smell is spreading in the camp.

This originally huge camp had shrunk to less than half of its former size with the departure of troops from other countries and the successive departures of those troops who were afraid of the plague.

As the general of the vanguard army approached the camp, he saw the potholes on both sides of the camp.

In the deep pit, there were countless corpses of soldiers lying here and there.

Probably there were too many dead people, and it was too late to bury them, so they could only throw the corpses in the pit at will, and sprinkle a little sand randomly.

The pale moonlight shone on the hands and feet protruding from the sand. In the darkness, there were countless large and small potholes filled with dead bodies, and it was impossible to count how many there were.

Anyway, it looks like everything at first glance. When the wind blows in the dark night, it is gloomy and chills.

The Garstad cavalry, who were accustomed to the battlefield, were not afraid of dead bodies, but their fear of the plague made them naturally choose to avoid the pits where the dead bodies were.

Soon, they passed the burial place of the large Aaron Landis.

The sound of horseshoes was galloping across the ground, and countless Garstad cavalrymen brandished machetes and charged towards the brightly lit camp.

Aaron Landis soldiers guarding the camp are fighting hard.

The sound of fighting resounded through the night sky, and the sound of shouts and the clash of weapons resounded everywhere.

The Gastadians were hitting the camp, like waves, slapping them hard wave after wave.

They found that the resistance of the Aaron Landis was much weaker than before, which made their morale even higher.

Under the ferocious attacks of the Gastadians, the demoralized Aaron Landis retreated steadily.

The vanguard entered the camp.

The Aaron Landis routed backwards.

The vanguard rushed into the camp all the way, and the Chinese army led by Tyre followed closely behind.

With a huge sword in his hand and stern eyes, he led the Chinese cavalry into the camp.

Aaron Landis' soldiers were fleeing in all directions.

Tyre led the army to pursue and kill them mercilessly.

His army of cavalry slammed through the entire camp, tearing the camp down the middle.

The largest and most conspicuous tent in the middle of the camp was empty, and the boy Till was looking for was not found.

Maybe it was because they knew they were powerless, so they ran away beforehand.

This made Tyre somewhat regretful.

"Your Highness, the crown prince of Aaron Landis fled to the rear of the camp."

A scout hurried over to report to him.

"There is a cavalry unit behind the camp to meet him!"

Upon receiving this news, Tyre's eyes lit up slightly.

Apart from anything else, he led the cavalry behind him to rush forward, piercing through the entire camp like a sharp knife, and came to the rear of the camp.

He saw the boy he was looking for.

The bright blond hair that became more and more conspicuous in the dark night was flying in the air, and the boy stood sideways on horseback in front of the cavalry unit that responded to him.

It was a majestic cavalry unit.

However, on this land shrouded in darkness, there was nothing but this army behind the boy.

That solitary cavalry army was so small in front of the overwhelming army behind Tyre.

Tyre's lips curled into a cold arc.

Won.

he thinks.

The last confrontation was a draw.

But this time, he won.

The Dauphin cannot escape.

There was a hot light like fire in the purple eyes, and Tyre waved his hand, and the countless cavalrymen behind him rushed towards the opposite side aggressively——

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The cavalry had already broken through the camp, and the infantry of the Gastad army rushed to the camp in the rear.

When passing by the burial place, among the infantry units, a soldier standing on the edge of the formation unconsciously swept aside, trembled suddenly, and froze in place.

As soon as he stopped, the people behind him naturally bumped into him.

"What's the matter with you? Why don't you move?"

"That, that, that...the corpse, the corpse is moving, moving..."

The soldier trembled all over.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

"T-really! Look over there! The corpse is crawling up...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The few soldiers who were baffled by their companions subconsciously looked in the direction he pointed, and their hairs stood on end in an instant.

I saw hands protruding from the sand in the countless pits full of corpses on both sides, and corpses crawled out of the corpse pits one by one in the dark night.

A gust of cold wind blew through, causing the corpses to shake slightly, and sand and sand fell from the corpses.

It happened that the dark clouds in the sky covered the crescent moon, and the earth was suddenly dark.

On the gloomy ground, the countless corpses crawling out of the corpse pit made the Gasdard soldiers panic.

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"Bah, bah, bah! Damn, sand got in my mouth!"

A 'corpse' spit out the sand in its mouth while crawling up from the sand.

"Staying dead for most of the night, I froze to death."

"Yeah, I've waited for these bastards."

The other 'corpse' beside him stood up, and the sand fell down.

"Hey! Give me a hand! You've crushed me for a long time. You don't have much meat, why are you so heavy? You crushed me to death."

While saying this, the person who said this touched the machete from the side when he got up.

"Gods! It's been a few days. A bunch of people are crowded in the camp during the day and can't move around, and they still smell the disgusting smell all day long."

"Okay, don't talk too much, you see that other teams have rushed forward to do it."

"Go! Fuck these bastards to death!"

Amidst countless roars, the group of Aaron Landis soldiers disguised as corpses seemed to want to vent their pent up in the camp for the past few days. Gastard soldiers killed aggressively.

The infantry of Gastad's rear army was cut off in the middle.

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On the plain, the cavalry of Aaron Landis and the cavalry of Gastard who charged forward fought fiercely together.

Seemingly evenly matched.

However, the army behind Tyre was coming continuously, and was slowly forming a formation, encircling Aaron Landis' army on the opposite side.

Tyr looked ahead.

The boy was still standing quietly in the night, and the rest of the cavalry behind him were also silent.

The distance was too far, and Tyre couldn't see the expression on the other party's face clearly.

What was he thinking as he watched himself suffer a complete defeat?

Tyre thought.

That's it.

It doesn't matter what you think.

He was going to die soon anyway.

It's rare for him to spend a lot of effort, so let him have a good time.

Thinking so, Tire slowly raised the giant sword in his hand.

He tensed his body, ready to go, and was about to rush over to deal with the crown prince first——

Suddenly, a low-pitched horn sounded in the night.

The sound of the horn flitted across the open land, among the campfires burning.

It was as if a hurricane was blowing over the camp.

In an instant, the situation changed.

A high wind blows away the dark clouds, allowing the moonlight to return to the earth.

There are countless tents in the camp, and these tents seem to be empty, they stood quietly like puppets when the Garstad cavalry attacked in, motionless.

However, at the moment when the horn sounded through the night sky, countless tents were violently torn apart.

Numerous soldiers poured out from inside, rushing towards the unprepared Garstad army!

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Outside the battlefield, the troops who had led their troops out of the camp during the two days and were considered to be 'fleeing' were rushing towards the battlefield.

In a siege——

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In the distance on the other side of the battlefield, an army of Tasdars and Elson female warriors suddenly appeared, stopping the Kanals and other mixed-country troops from rushing towards the battlefield.

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The sound of fighting suddenly sounded from behind, startling Till, who was about to take the lead on his horse and rush to deal with Garlan.

Suddenly, his heart beat violently.

His hand holding the huge sword froze in mid-air.

Unable to explain the reason, there was a strange feeling of heart palpitations welling up, choking his heart fiercely.

...something terrible has happened...

He raised his head, his eyes fixed on the other side.

Garlan rode his horse into the night.

The battlefield is noisy, but for some reason, the night around him is extremely silent.

He slowly raised his right hand.

The young man stared at Tyre's figure opposite, his golden pupils seemed to absorb all the brilliance at this moment.

His hand dropped.

in the long sound of horns

in the light of a bonfire

His hands are pointed straight ahead.

In an instant, thousands of horses galloped forward.

The countless cavalry behind him charged away like tigers coming out of their cage——

Victory is decided.