The soldiers of the New Minister Army walked out of the fog and did not stop because of a small encounter.

Such a small-scale battle cannot even be called a war, but in the words of Commander William, this is called warm-up.

Not long after, the officers walking in front of the queue sent a messenger to the entrance of the forest to check what was going on. These enemies probably had been preparing for a long time, and it was also possible that they had just started to ambush in the woods yesterday. The sparse woods were filled with small tents of the Esos, some very simple shacks, and stone pots for cooking.

The Giants' Squad of the New Minister Army's Pioneer Pioneer did not let an enemy escape.

Perhaps the combat power of these slave soldiers was too poor, and they had almost no impact on the Giant Squad. But no matter what, even though they heard the horns of the soldiers in the woods, the opponent's main legion had almost no reinforcements, which surprised the legion commanders.

Not long after, the obviously impatient legion joined the army, Kanter came over on horseback.

As a military officer, Kanter did not wear the armor of the battlefield officer. He wore a well-made linen shirt and a leather cloak behind him. Under the escort of the fully armed Xinmin Guard, the commander of the Legion rushed to the woods from the back. As soon as he entered the entrance of the woods, he took out a towel and wiped his shiny forehead, and asked in a muffled voice: "Where is the captive?"

Several sentry soldiers who cooperated with the Giant Squad carefully brought the dejected people over. These people were not afraid of the soldiers carrying swords and swords, but when they knew that the army commanders came to see them, they all trembled and squeezed into a pile, as if they were going to be punished.

"Damn it," Kanter sat on the horse, cursing and urging the horse to walk forward, asking as he walked, "Who cut their noses? How can you breathe without a nose?"

A giant walked over by the broken leaves in the woods. His steps were heavy, as if every step was full of force. "Your Excellency, these people are Ethus people. It is well known that Ethus people breathe with their mouths. His mouth is big enough, so without a nose it will not affect your survival."

"Captain Wangwang, that's it, why did you kill the prisoner's nose?"

"It is to mourn the hard-footed people who were executed in the newly added land."

"What did you say?" The complexity of things exceeded Kanter's expectations. A few simple greetings seemed to contain more crises than they imagined.

If the Giant Tribe with relatively mild temper begins to express dissatisfaction with the execution of the newly added rebels, then the other savage tribes in the New Minister Army may have already grown a lot of resentment, which is definitely not a question that is allowed to be ignored.

This matter must be discussed closely with Commander William immediately. Kanter thought so and immediately changed the content of the conversation: "Ask how many people are there in the Essos army across the river?"

"Join the army," Wangwang used his hand to push away the soldiers who were crowded into a group of people watching the fun, as if he had pushed away the reed marsh in front of him, "I haven't interrogated them yet."

"Oh," Kant nodded to Wangwang, "Then you can interrogate quickly. The subsequent large troops are about to arrive, and the commander will ask you questions in person."

After Kant finished speaking, he knew that it would be meaningless to continue talking, so he greeted the New Min Guard who was following him, shouted and rode his horse toward the marching team behind him.

More than a dozen cavalry rushed in the direction of the team's advance. The soldiers of the large army did not have any abnormalities due to the commotion ahead. The large army continued to march silently under the guidance of the commander's flag.

Looking forward from the back of the team, the soldiers were like tightly arranged pine forests. The spears they set up in clusters had a steep beauty. With the military flags fluttering in the wind every few dozen steps, the entire army looked full of powerful power.

William rode a wide, tall horse and walked slowly forward. He seemed to have just come back to his senses from his meditation. His eyes gathered into lines, squinted his eyes and made his eyebrows with his right hand. He looked out in a sad way, and suddenly he saw the general's spirit when he looked at the wilderness by the travel painter.

Naturally, he had a leader's aura. The former deputy of the Gripen Independent Battalion was obviously used to the position of commander of the New Minister Army, and his every move was full of the resilience and calmness that the commander should have.

Dust was flying, and a team that was moving from afar came towards us. After arriving near the large army sequence, this cavalry team tweaked the reins and skillfully incorporated themselves into the forward cavalry team.

The army joined Kanter came to Commander William and walked with his horse, "Commander, I'm afraid we're in trouble," Kanter organized a voice, looked around and found that Tormond was not nearby, so he said in a voice.

"What's wrong, I'm listening."

Kanter was trying hard to think about how to report his judgment. The Giant Squad just cut off the enemy's nose to mourn those rebellious people who were executed, because the Giant Tribe had good tribal relations with the Troubled Tribe outside the Frontier, which seemed not to constitute a crime of damaging the morale of the army.

Just as he was about to tell what he had just heard, two cavalrymen from the North Indigenous Squad came over and immediately lifted their masks. They were recruited by Winterfell on the spot. One of them seemed to be the servant knights originally trained by the Stark family in Winterfell. Because of Stark's fall, they turned to join the New Civil Army.

The cavalry saluted William and Kanter.

William noticed the visitor, tied the reins and moved the horse to the right side of the large army to not affect the passage of subsequent soldiers. "Cavals, leaving the team without authorization is a violation of military discipline. Do you have any matters to contact your centurion or battalion commander to convey?"

"Yes, I know, Commander. But I have important situations to report to you."

William glanced at Kanter, hoping to wait for some hints from his deputy, but Kanter did not look up, but lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

The footsteps rumbled in my ears, and the army passed by them, William said without any emotion in his voice: "Soldier, tell me."

"Yes, Commander, I suspect that my savage captain attempted to defect at the last minute. I once overheard him saying that in order to force the people, we should resist the rule of the North, so that the arrogant people in the North knew that without the new people like them, they could not cope with the end of the Esos. However, their accents were somewhat unfamiliar, and all I could understand was this, and there were a few words like abandoning darkness and turning to light."

William's eyes were filled with ice and his voice was like the cold iron in the frozen soil, asking: "Cavals, are you disturbing the morale of the army? Since their dialect is so difficult to speak, how are you sure that you have heard it wrong?"

The cavalry sweated coldly from the forehead because the footsteps in his ears were too loud. He didn't hear William's words very clearly, but even a few syllables had already made his heart beat faster and his whole body was trembling. "Commander, I can be sure that I am from a traditional family of ancestors and descendants, and I can roughly hear the pronunciation of the old language accurately."

"Oh? What's your name?"

"Cart Conton of the Third Team of the Fifth Fighting Battalion of the Legion, comes from the North Family, and his father, Keller Conton, was once a knight under the command of Earl of Mech Severn."

William looked at the other party's chest with a copper badge, which was a pattern of a red eagle head between two crossed tridents on a white background.

"You go back to the team first. I guess you probably heard it wrong. Don't make any noise about this. I will send someone to investigate and just pretend that nothing happened."

"I will, commander." Carter Conton promised repeatedly, and then pulled the reins with his companions and headed towards the marching team behind him.

William was silent for a moment, and the conversation just now touched him a little.

"My joining the army, what do you think about this? Will the news from the north really affect the New Minister Army?"

"Commander", Kanter thought for a while and said, "The war is imminent, everything needs to be cautious. Lord Linen gives us five days to push the team forward twenty miles, arrange the main force to the confluence of the Duanzhi River, and connect with the Baigang garrison. Although time is tight, it is still enough. But now we force the war with these unstable factors. Once the local war here fails, it may cause the Lord's complete encirclement and suppression of the big chess."

William and Kanter looked at each other, obviously not expecting that their participation in the army would also tend to be conservative. William said: "Sir, Guardians, let us train these savage recruits well. Now the legion has achieved great results in discipline. Now, we rashly investigate and interrogate the army, especially the centralized political screening of the generals and officers of the savage tribes, will probably have a counterproductive effect."

"Loyals are always loyal, we have no malice. As long as we check the unstable factors, I will carry the problem with it."

Hearing Kanter say the last sentence, William burned with confidence, and said in a deep voice: "Well, since our enemy is still not coming across the river, there should be a period of confrontation in the past two days, and the army is about to set up camp. It's okay if you take this opportunity to solve this matter. I will hand over all the guards of the former Gripen Legion to you, and I hope you can move faster."

Kanter paused and replied in a deep voice: "Don't worry, commander, I will make arrangements."

at the same time.

The 7th Gripen Mixed Battalion stationed in Baigang City also set off in preparation early the morning after Lynn returned to Baigang.

The army marched about fifteen miles northeast from the East City Gate. When they were about to arrive at the Duanzhi River Basin, they noticed the dusty situation at the far end of the horizon.

Several scouts ran back against the queue. The soldiers who were striding forward in the 7th mixed battalion heard their commander shouting loudly: "The command of the commander of the battalion, the battle formation continues to advance, the baggage troops set up camp posts on the north slope, and the cavalry teams one and two protected the flanks respectively to move forward in the phalanx of preparations, and everyone accelerated their pace."

The mixed battalion was dispersed in an orderly manner under the mobilization of the commander, and soon the team of 1,500 people was quickly divided into four groups.

When the command brigade of the mixed battalion arrived on a slope, the troops were stopped and continued to march and began to build simple anti-attack fortifications. The campground was located near a village where the Knights' family once owned a territory, but the village no longer existed. The remaining houses were burned to the ground and only a piece of ruins were left.

As the direct garrison of Baigang, the Seventh Mixed Battalion is a powerful mixed combat battalion including heavy armored infantry squad, heavy armored cavalry squad, as well as a well-trained longbow squad and sword and shield soldiers squad.

The battalion officer Enzos was the former chief guard of Lynn, who was now the first main commander of the northern expedition, and was promoted by Sir Duncan under the tent. He only looked at the surrounding terrain and immediately judged that the huge concave basin in front was very suitable for ambushing.

I think of the dust flying from afar before.

Nzos frowned and shouted, "Scout! Scout!"

The captain of the sentry scout who was in charge of reconnaissance heard the call of the battalion officer and trotted forward and waited for the order.

"Have you found out the situation ahead and around you?"

"The Sentinels, in the past two hours, we have searched all the surrounding woods and found no situation."

“Is there any latest reward?”

"Yes, we have increased the search range. The latest situation is that we searched for the five miles around, but no enemies were found."

"Damn you guys? Wuli? The Esos ran for five miles. It is estimated that your sword was still in the sheath. Immediately increase the search range, ten miles... not ten miles, just search for the crossing of the Broken Branch River fifteen miles away."

"If it is a fifteen-mile radius, it will take a lot of time. According to the plan, we still have plenty of time. Excessive investigation scope may reveal our progress. What I mean is whether we should contact Xinmin in the north first, and then..."

"There is no need for this," Enzos interrupted severely, squinted his eyes and looked at the terrain in front, and said with a lip: "So what if you are discovered? Don't forget our combat plan, cut off all the minions extending westward of the Ersos army, instead of trying to annihilate and encircle any enemy main force, let our flanks advance peacefully. We do our own thing. Once the enemy discovers our cavalry, it can also bring the effect of restraining the enemy's flanks to the New Ministries."

"Yes, sir. I'll do it now."

The four five-man scout team quickly left the queue and ran away in all directions.

An hour later, one of the scouts teams appeared a mile away from the Duanzhihe Ferry. There was a vague shouting for killing in front of them. The team leader quickly approached when he heard the sound, and the shouting for killing became louder and louder.

When the team was half a mile away from the ferry, the team found rows of Ethos coalition troops waving with flags. Judging from the number of flags, there were probably no less than two thousand.

The enemy's main force seemed to be crossing the river.

A scout cavalry looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed: "The enemy's main force is crossing the river, which means that the enemy's sentry has at least controlled all important places within a mile in front of the ferry. This is common sense for marching. There is no reason why those Esos don't even understand the basic marching rules."

The captain of his scout squad suddenly trembled and his face turned pale when he heard this.

He glanced around and saw a tattered flag lying on the ground not far away. He urged him to step forward and quickly identified the pattern on the flag. His face suddenly turned gloomy and almost dripped out of water.

With a clang, the scout captain pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted to his partner behind him: "It's the scout team flag of our camp. There is an ambush nearby, so be careful."

As the words fell.

Flashes of iron hooves came from ahead and trembled on the earth.

Everyone's sword was immediately unsheathed, and the captain pulled the reins and flew the white foam of Male. Then he covered his mask and raised his sword and shouted, "Contact soldiers, report the news immediately, and everyone else will give me it."
Chapter completed!