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44. My name is William

Under the setting sun, the wind and sand are getting stronger.

An army of over a thousand people is moving forward.

But looking at the fatigue on the faces of the soldiers in this army and the damage to their armor, it is not difficult to find that this is a defeated army.

Rude's expression seemed extremely tired, and he hadn't closed his eyes for two days.

Northon and another middle-aged man looked at each other and could see the worry in both eyes. In the end, Northon was the first to speak: "Young master, take a break first, and you won't be able to hold on if you continue like this."

"No, we must retreat to Fort Sidd as soon as possible and build corresponding fortifications." Rud shook his head, "Let the troops follow quickly. At this time, you must not fall behind. If you persist for a while, you will be here."

"Young Master, you've been leaving for almost a day, and the troops may not be able to hold on." Another middle-aged man couldn't help but speak, "If there are too many non-combat reductions, even if we can rely on the convenience of fortresses and terrain, if we lack manpower, we cannot resist the enemy's attack."

"Yes, Master, Kaz is right. If this continues, even if we really get to the fortress, we will not be able to do anything else." Northon echoed.

Rude sighed helplessly: "Send the whole army to rest on the spot for two hours."

The order began to be passed on soon, and the soldiers who were already extremely tired immediately fell down and lamented. The sound waves formed by these sounds soared into the sky, making Rude's face turn blue and white. Even though he knew that this would have a severe blow to the soldiers' enthusiasm and morale, Rude could not say anything, because he was really defeated in this battle.

And it was a terrible defeat.

Northon and Kaz looked at each other again, and the worry in their eyes became even more obvious.

Everyone couldn't help but recall this war.

Originally, the development was quite smooth at the beginning. Rude first led the army to merge with the other two barons' troops. The integrated troops had nearly 4,000 people, and the combat power of the aristocratic private army of this size was quite good. Moreover, Rude, who was responsible for serving as the commander of the entire army, was not the kind of inexperienced commander. He had very rich combat experience and had always been steady.

Although this means that he is likely to miss the best time for many attacks, it also means that he will never make mistakes.

But even so, he still lost.

And it was defeated by the opponent with upright tactical means.

The enemy's vanguard was the angry lion that had been circulating in the Kingdom of Dabiang recently. Alfred and his group of lions had only two thousand people. In terms of four thousand to two thousand, Rud believed that there was no suspense in this battle, so he had no intention of fighting with this group of lions here. He just wanted to defeat the troops as quickly as possible and rushed to rescue Baron Lonnis.

Therefore, when the war broke out, Rud directly bullied the other party without long-range troops, so he let the archers scatter. As a result, he unexpectedly discovered that the long-range attack did not seem to have much impact on the unit, and even the morale attack effect was not effective. So after leaving a reserve force, the entire army's infantry and the enemy launched a hedge, and at the same time, Northon and Kaz, two masters of the top silver, also fought together.

But the result of all this is completely different from what Rude imagined!

After a hedge, the formation was completely cut through, which was actually his coalition forces, not the enemy!

Moreover, when the front line was drilled through, the enemy did not continue to charge, but directly dispersed into dozens of squads, starting to cross the battlefield, cutting the entire battlefield into countless local occupations, while the enemy could join forces with each other with the advantage of this local battle situation. However, Rude's coalition could not take advantage of this at all. Almost every local battle situation that was cut would have to face at least two directions.

The entire battlefield situation was cut into pieces in an instant, just like the parts that scattered after the precision instruments of the alchemists were broken.

If Rud had not made a quick decision to put the light cavalry troops into the battlefield, and let the reserve troops set up a second line of defense around a hundred crossbowmen, and then let the infantry in the melee start to strategically retreat, it would have been a charge, and the four thousand coalition forces would have really been eaten directly by Alfred's two thousand steel wings!

Let the infantry adopt the cavalry's cutting tactics?

Rude never thought about this idea. It was not until the first time he saw it today that he realized that once he succeeded, his power would be so terrible!

This first battle was naturally the result of the defeat of the Rude coalition.

And after that, the so-called coalition forces were completely disbanded.

What else could Rude say to such a result besides a bitter smile? He just didn't expect that Alfred, under the lord of Sean Connery, was even more terrifying than he thought. He completely broke up the spirit of their coalition with just this battle. However, Rude had no intention of blaming him. After all, he was also a small family. He knew the difficulty of these two barons. The combined force of the two barons was 1,300, but after the war, there were only less than 800 left. This loss was indeed a bit heavy for the two barons.

However, Rude's situation was not much better. Only more than 2,700 troops survived.

The subsequent battle situation continued to develop towards the worst situation.

But Rud felt that the enemy commander seemed to have changed, and it was no longer Alfred who was commanding, because the tactical style during combat had obviously changed greatly. Rud couldn't tell the specific situation of this command style, but what he could feel was that the enemy became smarter, and all his follow-up actions seemed to be seen through. Whether he used the terrain or used tactics to conduct anti-sneak attacks, there was no gain at all.

On the contrary, in this process, his troops began to drop wildly from the first two thousand people.

Nowadays, in addition to the archers who retain the complete organization, the spear soldiers have been wiped out, with less than 30 left in one hundred crossbow soldiers, and less than 30 left in five hundred light cavalry. The sword and shield soldiers have been completely destroyed, leaving only more than 400 left. Including the so-called logistics, there are only more than 1,500 left in the entire army, but Rude knew very well that the logistics of his army was not even worth the cannon fodder, and in fact, there were less than 700 people who still had combat capabilities, and the rest were all wounded soldiers.

In this battle, Rud's most common tactic was the kind of interlude and chisel tactic used to treat infantry as cavalry. It was this tactic that allowed his army to be completely divided in frontal combat. Originally, there was no advantage when the number of troops on both sides was basically equal, and when the number of troops on both sides was basically equal, it was even more unlikely that he would have any advantage. Until now, the number of soldiers on the other side was obviously greater than that on their own, they were even too lazy to use this kind of cutting tactic. Just a frontal charge was enough to defeat his army.

Two hours, it will be over soon.

The fatigue on Rude's face was even more obvious, because the soldiers had been resting for the past two hours, but he was constantly thinking about the failure of his battle, and even the tactical use of the enemy was constantly thinking about how the other party discovered his response.

It is precisely because of this that Rude becomes more and more tired and haggard.

Fortunately, these things were about to end soon. As long as they passed the last plain with open terrain, they could return to Fort Sid, which was a fortification on his territory from the border, and only one day away from the nearest town. As long as they returned there, he could immediately recruit an emergency and regain a unit of more than 3,000 people. Of course, the combat effectiveness was naturally not as good as the unit he trained himself, but he felt that as long as he relied on fortifications, he could hold on to this line of defense no matter what, and wait until the war was completely over.

When passing through the plain, Rud was very cautious, but any ambush on the plain could be seen at first sight, so after confirming that there was no danger, Rud immediately urged the troops to speed up the operation and they had to rush back to Fort Sid as soon as possible.

But when this army went through a lot of hardships and rushed back to Fort Sid, it was not the fortress defenders who welcomed them, but the enemy had already set up a formation!

Rud looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief. He still couldn't believe how this army had gone around in front of them and captured Sidburg? Rud hoped that all this was just a dream. He just fell asleep because of his fatigue, but when he saw the flag with a pair of bronze wings on the top of Sidburg, he knew that all this was true.

Sidburg, who was given all hope of counterattack by him, has been completely occupied.

But they had no terrain to use in everything around them, and even the military rations had been completely eaten.

"Young Master, fight with them!" Northon turned his head and looked at Rud, with a murderous aura in his voice.

"Young Master, since there is no way out, let's fight to the death." Kaz also spoke.

They were all old ministers of the Mitchlin family, and they had no doubt about their loyalty to Rude, otherwise they would not have stayed with Rude forever. Since the overall situation was settled and there was no hope for everything, they could only fight to the death. Everyone knew the outcome of surrender in the war. Unless it had great value, no one would let the tiger go back to the mountain. However, although Rude was a nobleman, if no one was willing to pay the ransom after he surrendered and was captured, he would still be unable to escape death.

Although the Mitchlin family was built by Rude's father, there are many people in the family now, and many people are even peeking at Rude's lord and noble status. It is conceivable whether they will pay the ransom.

It seemed that he was infected by the murderous intent of Northon and Kaz, and all the soldiers became united in the enemy at this moment, and their originally depressed morale began to converge and rise.

At this moment, the steel wings that were setting up their formation suddenly separated automatically, revealing a path. A young man riding a white horse slowly stepped out and followed two people next to him.

The Rude on the right recognized his identity at a glance, and he was the Rage Lion. Alfred, with the cooperation of the soldiers, forced back the ruthless men of Northon and Kaz. If it weren't for his desperate killing, how could their cutting tactics be successful easily? The Rude on the left did not recognize him, and could only tell that he was a Northland barbarian. However, at this moment, he could follow Alfred and leave, and his identity was not simple.

After hesitating for a moment, Rude also walked forward. This was obviously a negotiation before the war. Rude still had some expectations in his heart, but he could not explain clearly what he was expecting. Northon and Kaz followed silently. Under any circumstances, they were knights of the Mickeylin family and it was impossible for him to abandon Rude.

"Surrender." William rode on the horse, looking at the extremely haggard young man in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "I have taken the Fort Sid. You have no defense line to defend here, and I guess your military rations should be exhausted. If you surrender at this time, I can guarantee the safety of your troops. No one will die because of this, and all the wounded soldiers can be treated as soon as possible."

"Why should I trust you?" Rud asked.

"You have no choice." William shook his head, "You can only choose to believe, or not... and the fate of your territory will depend entirely on your next decision. Believe me, since I dare to go to such a frontline to negotiate with you, then naturally I will not be afraid that your two knights will suddenly rise up."

After hesitating for a while, Rude finally reached out to untie the sword on his waist. With his movements, Northon and Kaz both looked in disbelief. Northon, who had a slightly irritable temper, wanted to start a sudden attack on the spot, but was stopped by Rude: "Uncle Northon! Even if we don't think about ourselves, we have to consider these soldiers. Many of them have families... Even if it's Uncle Northon and Kaz, you also have families."

"Young Master!"

"Send the whole army to put down their weapons and surrender." Rud threw the sword in his hand at Alfred's feet, expressing his willingness to take off his sword and surrender, "I hope you can keep your word."

"A wise choice." William smiled slightly, "Anno, go and receive the enemy's surrender, and ask someone to immediately invite the doctor out to treat the wounded. Except for the logistics personnel who can release them, everyone else will be kept in charge. I will leave some people for you. The dungeon of Fort Sid should be put into use immediately. As for Viscount Rud and the two knights under your command, you probably need to accompany me."

"Where?" Rud asked.

"Go back to Panda." William said softly, "and this time I haven't settled the accounts of the other two barons in your coalition. You are more important, so after I meet Fred and I will focus all my attention on you... How about it, my flower-flowering tactics are quite practical."

"You are Sir Sean Connery?" Rud looked at William.

"No, I'm just a general under Lord Sean." William smiled, "A small-scale fight like this is not worthy of Lord Sean's personal action, so I can only do it for you."

"Who are you?"

"My name is William William Yale." (To be continued. Please search for Piao Tianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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