After all, the other party is a close aide of Vice General Evans. If he offends Vice General Evans because of his impulsiveness, he doesn't have to do anything this time.

It’s really hard for the King of Hell to deal with little devils.

Just when Sir Kleist was in a dilemma, the person he wanted to see had already appeared at the door of the camp. He glared at the guard guard fiercely and scolded: "What did I tell you before? Since everything involves

When it comes to military matters, no matter how big or small, you have to wake me up as soon as possible, not to mention that the general comes in person. If it really delays the matter, I will personally steal your meal and still won't apologize to the general."

"It's my subordinate who neglected his duty." The gatekeeper said solemnly, "I'm sorry, General, I just handled it improperly and was rude."

"It doesn't matter." The other party has already walked down the steps. Of course, Sir Kleist couldn't hold on to him, so he waved his hand in a magnanimous manner.

"Why don't you thank the General quickly? Go away, you have no sharp eyesight at all, and you have been following me for so many years." Evans cursed several times in anger.

However, Sir Crest knew that the other party's words were actually meant for him. Regardless of whether the other party was really angry or feigned anger, he could not cause trouble to the gatekeeper because of this matter afterwards.

From here we can see that this deputy general is not as simple and honest as he appears, but is also a seasoned political veteran.

When he turned to Kleist, Vice General Evans had already turned into a smile on his face, "The general is laughing at me because I usually don't train him well. I will train him strictly afterwards. I don't know why the general wants to see me in the middle of the night."

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Sir Kleist did not talk nonsense to Vice General Evans, and directly told him his understanding and speculation about the leader of the Yongye Army.

Of course, I never mentioned anything about my nightmare.

Although Lieutenant General Evans also dislikes Sir Kleist in his heart, after all, what kind of general leads what kind of soldiers? If he really respected Sir Kleist in private, he would

Even with the eyes and ears of his personal guards exposed, he would not behave as he had just shown.

His bodyguard must have seen his lieutenant-general's private disapproval of Sir Crest, so he didn't take him to heart.

But that doesn't mean he's a fool.

Again, what kind of general leads what kind of soldiers.

Being able to serve under Akmeser, who has a strict temperament and demanding requirements, he must be a smart person with his own unique characteristics.

Although Vice General Evans did not take Sir Crist seriously, he paid great attention to his analysis.

After stomping back and forth for two steps, Vice General Evans said: "Your Majesty, you are worthy of being someone whom Your Majesty relies on. He is indeed more considerate than me. Our task is to ensure the safety of the food road. Once there is a problem with the food road, you

I can't blame myself. Fortunately, we didn't have too much delay on the road. In at least half a day, we can meet up with the vanguard of the grain transport team. Let's be careful. I won't make any big mistakes. I'll draft a copy for Akmei.

Marshal Se's battle report, please General, please sign it with me when the time comes. At the same time, I will order the troops to set off overnight, rendezvous one day earlier, and land in peace earlier."

"Sir Lieutenant General, it's no wonder that you are appreciated by the Marshal for your solid opinions." Sir Christ finally showed a smile.

The most fortunate thing is that Vice General Evans did not have trouble with himself because this was his own speculation.

If the other party goes against him, even if he is anxious, it will not help.

In fact, any commander with a little bit of rationality would not argue over this issue.

As Adjutant General Evans said, you never go too far wrong.

If you make a mistake in judgment, the most you can do is work harder from top to bottom and run some night roads.

But if they are lazy and save trouble, if something unexpected happens on the grain road, then their responsibility will be huge.

However, the movement of thousands of people and horses cannot be started with just a greeting. More than half an hour has passed just to convey the order to travel overnight.

Sir Christ was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, circling back and forth, and the ominous premonition in his heart became even stronger.

But he couldn't use this as a reason to urge Vice General Evans, not to mention that from a fair point of view, the other party's actions were already fast enough.

In the end, Sir Kleist couldn't help but said to Lieutenant General Evans: "The army's movement is too slow after all. Why don't the Lieutenant General gather hundreds of elite soldiers and set off first? Not only can they explore the way in front, but they can also be the first to do so."

It’s time to catch up with the grain transport team and understand the situation there. After all, the guards of the grain transport team themselves are not too bad. I am willing to be the vanguard of the deputy general and personally lead the team from the front."

This suggestion really surprised Vice General Evans. He couldn't help but look Sir Kleist up and down, as if he was getting to know this man again. He hesitated for dozens of seconds, and finally nodded and said:

"The general is the commander-in-chief. It is really condescending to do this kind of exploration in person. Originally, it would be most suitable for me to do it myself. However, the general has just arrived and is not familiar with the superiors. If he rushes to take over the affairs of the army, I am afraid of delays.

It will take longer. Let's do this. I will give the 800 most elite people to the general to lead him, and I will lead the rest to clean up the rear. If there is a war, the general only needs to hold on for one hour, and I will definitely lead the army.

Arrive."

"This is the best." Kleist was overjoyed.

Vice General Evans was unexpectedly cheerful today. He was also worried that the other party would suspect him of decentralizing power and be unwilling to cooperate.

Now it seems that he has a villain's heart and a gentleman's heart. When it comes to military matters, the other party is quite reasonable.

It would be much easier to recruit 800 elite soldiers from the 3,000-strong army.

In less than half an hour, Sir Crest led the 800 elite members of the Kingsley family on the road.

The cavalry that can live up to the name of the elite of the Kingsley family is second to none in terms of training intensity, posture, and equipment. Moreover, each of them is equipped with a horse, although most of their mounts are from the Kingsley family themselves.

The mountain horses produced are short in stature, have sufficient endurance, and are not very fast.

But a cavalry is a cavalry, and even if it is slower, it is still faster than running on two legs.

This really surprised Kleist again. This was equivalent to allocating all the mobile forces of the grain road guard army, which was particularly rare.

However, this was exactly what he wanted. Previously, he was afraid that the other party would mistakenly think that he was trying too hard, so he didn't speak up.

Keeping this feeling in mind, Sir Kleist did not talk any more nonsense to Vice General Evans. He led eight hundred Kingsley family cavalry and rushed into the night, regardless of horse power, in order to get the first shot.

Verify the error of your guess for a moment.

Only in this way can your heart be put back into your stomach.

But things are always so mysterious.

It's often the good that doesn't work and the bad that works.

Sir Crest hurriedly hurried slowly, and what he saw was still the fire rising into the sky. The continuous fire was like a long dragon, winding on the grain road, with no end as far as the eye could see. Countless Kingsley family soldiers and

Farmers, like headless flies, are scurrying around.

Sir Crest's hands and feet were cold, and his nightmare came true.

"What happened? Who launched the attack? When did it launch? Where is the enemy? Where is the enemy? Where is the food convoy?" Sir Kleist grabbed a golden man who looked like a low-level officer.

The soldiers of the Slee family shouted sharply.

"So many enemies, so many enemies, from all directions. The attack launched an hour ago, no, half an hour ago. Those people were all wearing black armor and evil ghost masks. They were soul-seeking ghosts from hell. That's right.

They are all ghosts." The low-ranking officer said incoherently.

During the entire attack, he was in a state of confusion, let alone figuring out the number and appearance of the enemies.

At first, there seemed to be only a few people on the other side. After a while, there were dozens of people, and then they rushed past him in waves.

With each wave passed, the fire will become more intense, and those who try to resist and put out the fire will fall down.

All the officers and soldiers who dared to take the initiative were already dead, leaving only cowards like ostriches with their heads stuck in the soil.

It wasn't until no more enemies appeared that they dared to come out of their hiding places.

But at this time, the fire had completely spread, and there was no way to save it. They could only watch the food and materials they had transported thousands of miles turn into ashes.

"Idiot!" Sir Crist yelled angrily, and followed the same example, dragging several Kingsley family guard soldiers in succession, with the same result.

During the whole process, they were so confused that the officers of the Kingsley family who dared to come out to organize resistance were sniped to death as soon as they showed up.

The only thing that can be determined is that these unknown enemies are extremely powerful in individual combat and have equally well-equipped equipment. It is suspected that they all possess knight-level strength or above.

Ordinary soldiers have no equal enemy in front of them.

This is the only useful news.

If they were all knights, there would definitely not be too many enemies.

"Chase!" Sir Christ gritted his teeth and issued the pursuit order.

Among the eight hundred elite cavalrymen of the Kingsley family he led, there were at least a hundred regular knights, who were not without the strength to fight.

However, out of caution, we sent out a dozen cavalrymen and returned to inform Vice General Evans.

Sir Christ didn't understand what kind of mentality he was basing his decision on.

Is it to be loyal to Archduke Buck?

I still don't want to retreat like last time, which will intensify my psychological shadow and make the nightmare that follows me deeper.

Perhaps the latter is more likely.

He actually wanted to see what tricks the Yongye Army Leader could come up with this time.

But as I chased it all the way down, the more I watched, the more frightened I became.

The Kingsley family's food transportation line was not undefended. Each gathering point was blocked with large trucks transporting supplies, turning it into a natural camp.

These camps failed to delay the enemy in the slightest.

If one or two camps were captured in a short period of time, it would be fine. If there are more than a dozen camps in a row with this kind of behavior, it would be a bit scary.

Sir Kleist began to doubt his own speculation uneasily. Could it be that the army led by the Yongye Army came over?

Although no one proved to Sir Kleist that it was the Yongye Army Leader who attacked the Kingsley family's grain transportation line, Sir Kleist had already firmly believed in his heart that this was what the Yongye Army Leader did.

Because the Crocodile tribesmen did not have such strong organizational skills, they did not find a corpse or an injured person on the other side along the way.
To be continued...