Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 410: The Persian Gulf Commander's Plan

The weather in the Middle Continent has been unusually cold in recent years, but the Jade Continent where the Persian Gulf Empire is located has not been affected at all.

Even in October, the sky was still scorching hot, and the heat was equally poured on all Persians.

Half a month ago.

Jade Continent, Persian Gulf Empire, White Whale Port.

Under the scorching sun, Howard stood in this city built on the coast, gazing at the endless sea in front of him. As the waves hit the coast, the salty sea breeze blew up the silver hair on his temples. On his weather-beaten face, his brows were wrinkled like a copper lock, locking away the sorrow and helplessness.

Just now, thousands of the bravest men of the Persian Gulf Empire fled back to this sea like lost dogs.

It also brought news that shocked all the officers stationed at White Whale Port.

Swordmaster Taidar and Master Dianlu were dead, Lord Yivra was missing, Ulidar was captured by the enemy, and the whole army was defeated...

Every word the deserters uttered nervously made Howard's heart tremble.

Although Uli is too young and too anxious, Howard recognizes his abilities.

He didn't expect that the enemy, as a general of the vanguard army, with the help of 100,000 Persian men and three legendary strongmen, would be defeated so quickly and so miserably.

Behind him, more than two dozen powerful veterans of the Persian Gulf Empire stood motionless, unmoved by the scorching sun.

"Sir, what should we do now? Should we continue to defend White Whale Harbor?" A scarred general finally couldn't help but said anxiously, "Uli has been defeated, and our planned plan cannot be carried out. It is impossible for 500,000 troops to stay here forever."

Originally, their plan was for Uli to lead the vanguard army to occupy a port in Derby, and then their main force would follow up and land in Derby from the occupied bridgehead.

But no one expected that Uli would fail.

This resulted in the 500,000 soldiers stationed at White Whale Port being in an extremely embarrassing situation, unable to advance or retreat.

It was pointless to continue sending the vanguard troops. The enemy must be on the way to White Whale Port. The staff even calculated that the enemy might be only ten days away from White Whale Port.

"Our enemies are more powerful than we imagined!" Howard's eyes flashed.

The giant dragon killed two legends in battle...

The newly promoted Duke of Derby named Levi completely caught the attention of the military minister of the Persian Gulf Empire.

Although most of these deserters were frightened and didn't know many things, they still brought some useful information.

However, these peripheral soldiers had no idea how Uli was captured by the enemy and where Lady Ivra had gone.

"As long as we have anything to do with dragons, we can never be too cautious." An officer couldn't help but sigh: "Last time, the blue dragon in the desert caused us to lose many brave warriors, not to mention that the other party has an adult black dragon."

In fact, the officer was a little confused. After the blue dragon was captured alive, he thought that it would not be long before the military department would receive an enslaved dragon to assist. But until now, let alone a blue dragon, he hadn't even seen dragon feces.

He suspected maliciously that he might have been taken advantage of by those fat-headed and big-eared people in the palace.

"If the enemy didn't have the help of the dragon, how could they defeat our brave and warlike men? How could our men's sharp scimitars be compared to these Debe barbarians?" A bald man said unconvincedly, pointing to a group of air cavalry not far away: "The invincible 'Kamikaze Falcon Knight' can easily cut off the enemy's head before he can react!"

In the distance, a group of silver-armored warriors wrapped in streamlined armor were riding on a small bird that looked like an eagle and patrolling the sea. They were moving so fast that only their afterimages could be seen, and the white clouds were cut into straight lines.

"Don't be too arrogant, my Harry. Uli served under me for several years. Although he is arrogant, he is absolutely cautious in using troops. The enemy has proven its strength to be defeated with the help of 100,000 Persian warriors and the three adults." Howard said softly, "Derby is an ancient country with a long history. It was extremely glorious in the past. Although it is gradually declining now, it should not be underestimated. A lean camel is bigger than a horse."

"You are right, teacher." The bald man who was obviously extremely arrogant immediately became more docile than a sheep.

The person in front of him is a living legend in the military of the Persian Gulf Empire. Anyone picked out of the army could be this gentleman’s student.

The other party has experienced countless battles. This veteran who has served in three dynasties can be said to be so respected that even His Majesty has to call him teacher.

"Teacher, under your command, I firmly believe that no one can stop the scimitars of our Persian soldiers." The bald man Harry looked at the white-haired old man in front of him with reverence: "I hope you can arrange for me to intercept the vanguard of Debelao and avenge Uli and our warriors who have entered the embrace of Eternal Heaven!"

"I'll arrange it, Harry, don't be too anxious." Howard tucked his cloak. The continuous sea breeze made the old man a little unbearable. "What we need to do now is to tell your brave men that everyone must leave White Whale Port within today!"

"Abandon White Whale Port?" The officers around were shocked.

This is a strategic location of the Persian Gulf Empire. Once occupied by the Germans, they will use it as a transit station and turn it into a logistics supply base to support their army's cross-sea battles.

It can be said that all they were thinking about was how to defeat the enemy on the sea or hold on to White Whale Port.

In this case, the opponent's logistical difficulty will be greatly increased.

"Kain." The old man temporarily ignored the officers who looked puzzled and continued to give orders.

"I'm here!" The burly scarred general who came out at the beginning stood up with his chest puffed out, his dark face full of ferocity.

The general was a pure Persian Gulf man, with the black curly hair unique to that group of pirate nobles.

"You lead five thousand Persian men, one thousand horned eagle riders, three thousand Munk archers, and ten wave-breaking warships, and immediately head to the island of Clee, which is five days away from here."

"You must remember that you are there only to delay the enemy's vanguard. If the enemy has fewer people, try to kill their air cavalry and sink their warships. Once they send a large number of soldiers to attack you, you must put up a little resistance and then immediately retreat to the Red Plains!" Howard patiently instructed the big black man.

"Yes!" The scarred muscular man Kain saluted meticulously, with a fierce smile on his face: "I will teach them a lesson and buy enough time for you adults!" "Harry."

"Here!" The bald man stood up with an excited look on his face. He couldn't wait to cut the enemy's throat with his scimitar!

"Your 'Kamikaze Falcon Knights' are the most elite air cavalry in the empire. It would be a waste if they were to fight head-on." Howard prepared the other party first, pursed his lips and continued, "So I need you to be our eyes and scout the enemy's movements for us. When the time comes, you can travel around and provide us with the latest information. I will talk about this later. Therefore, you need to avoid fighting with the enemy. I believe that even a dragon cannot catch up with your knights."

"Teacher, I'll listen to you." The bald man Harry nodded.

"The remaining people will be divided into five groups, retreating to the Red Soil Plain and the Anlet Mountains... I need you to split the legion into small independent legions, hiding in every position that is easy to defend and difficult to attack." Howard's voice flowed slowly above the city wall: "Each legion will be equipped with a team of falcon knights to maintain contact, to ensure that they can know my orders and the news of each legion when needed, so that they can quickly assemble and fight together!"

The subordinate officers listened carefully, showing a thoughtful look from time to time, but still found it difficult to understand the deep meaning contained in the old man's words.

"This is our territory. If we just fight them head-on, wouldn't it be a waste?" Howard's old face finally revealed a childlike smug smile: "It would be better to break the whole into parts. The enemy's battle line is too long. There is no way they can sustain this war for too long. The longer it drags on, the better it is for us."

"No matter who the enemy gathers their army to fight, the people nearby can cooperate in the battle, and the legions hidden in other places will invade the rear and make them exhausted to deal with it."

The listeners finally showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Although this tactic seems simple, it has a big difficulty." Before the generals could get excited, Howard poured cold water on them: "Each legion requires extremely high discipline and extremely timely and accurate information transmission."

"Sir, our boys are definitely the most elite warriors, and our Falcon Knights are the best scouts!" Harry finally understood his own importance. He was so moved by the trust his teacher had in giving him such an important position that he patted his chest.

"I believe you." Howard nodded with a smile, but actually he sighed softly in his heart.

The best state of this tactic is that each legion can divide the soldiers into teams of ten and hide them in the mountains and fields.

But I can't do it!
The discipline required of soldiers and officers is extremely high, and even the cooperation of civilians is required. Howard believes that only the legendary legion can achieve this level of breaking down.

Therefore, they are quite satisfied with the current Persian Gulf Empire army. This level is enough to give the Derby people a headache.

"So what do you need to do now?" The old man looked at the officers with a smile.

"Take away all the food, all the useful things, and all the soldiers in White Whale Port!" The Persian men laughed.

"Go!"

……

The expeditionary force's No. 1 forge main ship and the expeditionary force's commander-in-chief's hall.

Because of the impending war, the leaders of the three kingdoms gathered together again and came to this specially decorated military hall.

Commander-in-Chief Bernard of Debe, Taylor's staff member Ansuna, and General Tokae of the Holy Sith Kingdom jointly reviewed the information compiled by the vanguard army's counselors and clerks.

"Is the loss so heavy?" The lord squeezed next to Ansuna, the broad-minded priestess, and shook his head as he looked at the news on the table.

The vanguard army of 30,000 people, composed of Debe and the Holy Sith Kingdom, lost 800 griffin knights and 3,000 soldiers from Debe and the Holy Sith Kingdom under the enemy's attack, not to mention the warships.

Ordinary soldiers would have been fine, but the loss of 800 Griffin Knights at once made Governor Bernard look visibly ugly.

It also made Debe's officers understand that the royal griffin knights and the griffin knights of High Cliff Castle were two completely different concepts.

Just because the Griffin Knights of High Cliff Castle can easily control the air power under the noses of the Persian Gulf Empire's 100,000 vanguard troops, it does not mean that the royal Griffin Knights can also crush the opponent in air combat.

Ansuna looked helplessly at the Lord of High Cliff Castle beside her. The little dissatisfaction she had originally felt instantly disappeared when her gaze moved to the other's face.

Garlic bird, garlic bird, you won’t suffer any loss anyway.

There are not many women who want to spend the night with this handsome dragon knight, who is the only one in the world. Logically speaking, she is still getting the upper hand.

The Muslim sitting below was stunned by this scene. He had never seen Ansuna like this before. If anyone else was so close to Ansuna, they would have been burned to ashes by the scorching magic.

"How about it? Do you want to learn?"

After reading the news, the lord came and sat down next to the Muslim, looking like a teacher.

"Ahem, I really want to learn it?" The Muslim's eyes wandered, but he finally followed his heart and asked quietly, "Does Lord Levi have any ideas?"

"The solution is actually quite simple. All we need is this." The lord pointed to his nose.

The Muslim was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant for a long time. When he turned his head, he looked helpless and said, "Sir, this is still too talent-intensive. Is there a simpler way?"

Even the elves would feel ashamed of themselves for the appearance of this dragon knight. How could this sloppy young man compare to him?

"Of course there is!" When the Lord mentioned this, he became interested and excitedly taught the young magician a method: "I have many simple methods like this - becoming a dragon knight, becoming a legend... being a hero and saving a beautiful girl, but this method requires a lot of modeling. If you are sure it won't work, then forget it."

Muslim:"……"

After a long time, the young man slumped dejectedly in the chair, staring blankly at the dome with exquisite murals above his head.

He suddenly felt that compared with this lord, he was just like an ugly goblin on the side of the road, completely useless.

(End of this chapter)