Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 411 The tip of the needle versus the awn of wheat

"Everyone, the enemy's ferocity far exceeds all our expectations."

Governor Bernard looked at the officers, staff and counselors from various countries below him. The heaviness in his tone made everyone know that there must be heavy losses even if they had not seen the news yet.

Debe's secretarial counselors distributed the sorted information to the officers and lords one by one, which included the battle situation of the vanguard army and some information on the enemy.

In the entire hall, apart from the occasional sound of waves hitting the door, the only sound was the rustling of pages.

The lord leaned back in his chair boredly, staring at the priests of Taylorsi opposite him. Most of them were young people, especially the female priests, all of them were very charming.

The girl who had been hiding in the church to study magic these days was very thin-skinned. When she saw the dragon knight staring at her, she would blush and lower her head within three breaths, and would occasionally steal a peek at him.

The male priests beside him were filled with envy.

For Levi, since he was only assigned to be the grain transport officer in Gaoyabao this time, the battle on the front line had almost nothing to do with him. Moreover, with so many staff and counselors, there was no need for him to give advice.

Therefore he can be said to be the most relaxed person in this hall.

As they finished reading the information, all the officers and nobles frowned.

Realizing that the battle of Sterch Port was won so easily, it was probably due to the Lord of Highcliff Castle, rather than the fact that the enemy soldiers were too weak.

After all, no matter how brave a warrior is, he will lose most of his morale and fighting spirit when facing a giant dragon and continuous defeats.

The defeat of the vanguard army this time was a wake-up call to the extremely optimistic expeditionary officers.

The army of the Persian Gulf Empire did not collapse as easily as imagined. If they wanted to completely take over this country, they would probably suffer a lot if they did not take the other side seriously.

"Everyone, what do you think?" Bernard's left hand slowly tapped the table, and a crisp sound came out.

"General Bernard, what I want to ask is, who is the enemy's commander? How many troops does he have? How many soldiers does White Whale Port have to resist us?" Leah calmly asked what everyone present wanted to know: "Also, what is the purpose of the enemy's vanguard army? Does it have a special mission?"

"That's right, we only know that the vanguard army has been defeated, but we still have no idea about the specific information about the enemy." The lords of other legions also nodded.

"The vanguard army captured several of the enemy's soldiers alive, but unfortunately, the enemy is tougher than we imagined." Bernard said, "But there is no need to worry about it. We don't know the enemy's specific intelligence, and the enemy also doesn't know our details."

"What I'm wondering is, are there any Medusa priests in the opposing team?" Levi glanced at the Medusa chief next to him and said slowly.

"If there is, I will help you persuade them to surrender." Yivra took the initiative to say.

Now that she has decided to join Debe and become a member of her husband's territory, High Cliff Castle, the beautiful snake leader naturally knows which side to side with.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no way to retrieve it; once the water is poured out, there is no way to take it back.

"We haven't spotted them yet." Bernard smiled and said, "But Lady Ivra, whether they are there or not, you should not show up yet. It's best to persuade them to surrender at the most critical moment."

Sometimes, Bernard really envied the Lord of Highcliff Castle, who had the good fortune to have such a great woman.

Not to mention that Lord Ivra himself is a legendary powerhouse, and together with the group of Medusa priests, the strength of High Cliff Castle has reached a new level.

Evela nodded, then kept silent again.

Apart from the Lord, no one could make this icy beauty say a word.

"No matter what the other party's background is, everything will be clear after a battle." General Tokay of the Holy Sith Kingdom sneered. The temper of this veteran general was more irritating than expected: "Our Holy Sith Kingdom's Zhaidaijin people are not just for show. The expeditionary force also has hundreds of magicians from Taylor!"

"General Tokay is right." Bernard smiled. "We are not far from White Whale Port. We will have to fight sooner or later. Why not start with the vanguard army?"

"Since we want to fight, I will lead the troops." General Tokay said with a smile, but his tone could not hide the coldness: "After lunch, the Golden Eagle Knights of the Storm Fury Legion and a battleship formation will work with me to cut off the heads of these pirate bastards in the vanguard!"

General Tokay was a veteran of two dynasties of the Holy Sith Empire. Before joining this expedition, he had been suppressing a desert country that had been invading the territory at the border of the Sith Empire.

It was not until recently that he had pacified this desert country that he was temporarily transferred by Queen Elizabeth to serve as the chief general of the Holy Sith Kingdom in this expedition.

The opponent is a real battlefield warrior, exuding the ferocity and bloodthirstiness of a soldier, and is definitely not a pig-head who comes to gild himself.

"Although I have great faith in your ability, Lord Tokay, I would like to ask, aren't 4,000 a little too few?" Bernard asked with a smile, "The enemy has a group of Munk archers with arms that are longer than their knees. The Griffin Knights were not aware of their details and suffered a great loss by flying rashly at low altitude."

Although the vanguard troops were basically second-line legions used as cannon fodder, the Griffin Knights were not. The loss of 800 of them in one battle was enough to show how fierce the enemy was.

That group of Mank monkey-men are natural archers. Their extremely long arms and abundant strength allow them to pull longbows that humans cannot use at all, and their power and range are very strong.

The battlefield is not a one-on-one duel. Although the enemy has less than 10,000 people, it is still too arrogant to bring only 4,000 people.

"We brought too many people. What if these cowardly pirate bastards get scared away?" General Tokae asked in surprise.

This sentence made all the officers burst into laughter, and the heaviness they had just felt instantly disappeared.

Bang bang bang~
“Then we’ll just wait for General Tokae’s triumphant return.” Bernard used his fighting spirit to condense a blue arm from his empty right sleeve and clapped his hands with a smile.

Bernard, who was jointly recommended by officers from the three countries as the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, issued an order: "All fleets should speed up and keep a distance of fifty miles from the vanguard army. Once the enemy is defeated by General Tokay and flees to White Whale Port, immediately chase them along their route. Remember to keep a distance. Once there is an opportunity, launch a decisive battle with the enemy's army stationed in White Whale Port."

This was a prudent order. Once these deserters poured into White Whale Port, the expeditionary army might be able to seize the opportunity to enter the city directly and win the battle in one fell swoop, rather than engaging in a tug-of-war. The expeditionary army was going to fight across the sea and urgently needed a baggage transfer station to gain a foothold, so taking over the large port of White Whale Port was a sure thing.

"Yes!" All the officers stood up at once, clenched their right fists and hit their chests hard, saluting.

"Your Majesty," Bernard turned his gaze to the Lord of High Cliff Castle. "Our expeditionary army is fighting across the sea, so if the cargo ships carrying food and supplies are attacked by the enemy, it will be a devastating blow to us. Food and supplies are the life of our expeditionary army."

"Although the probability of the enemy getting through our scouts to the rear is very small, we have to make extra preparations for this."

"That's why I let Gaoyabao be in charge of guarding the food and supplies. I really can't think of anyone else who can take on this important task except you. Your Majesty, please stay behind and worry about it during this period of time."

All the officers nodded in agreement. If the food and supplies were guarded by this dragon knight, there would be no need to worry about logistics issues.

"No one can attack a cargo ship under the dragon's nose!" The lord nodded, and his words sounded firm and decisive.

As a military noble, he certainly knew the importance of food and supplies. This is the reason why food and supplies must be sent ahead before the army moves.

In this war, apart from the food and fodder that was visible, he even emptied all the inventory of Gaoyabao's supplies and filled them with enough food and supplies to last the Burning Army for a whole year, just to avoid any accidents.

In fact, even if he traveled to a barren land again, he could quickly develop to the current level of Gaoya Castle.

……

Just as General Tokay said, when the 4,000 supporting Holy Sith soldiers arrived at the front and were only seven or eight miles away from the enemy, this vanguard army in the Persian Gulf had no idea of ​​retreating at all.

The front battlefield of the two sides was chosen on a calm blue sea, where a group of sparkling jewel fish swam from time to time under the sea.

Under normal circumstances, a knight with strong water skills would have jumped down and captured these non-aggressive magical creatures with his bare hands to improve the food.

But now, no one is in the mood.

On the sea were iron-hulled ships flashing with cold light, and in the sky were various types of air cavalry patrolling. The two sides were visible from afar, and there was silence between heaven and earth, with only the flags of both sides fluttering in the sea breeze.

Imperial vanguard warship in the Persian Gulf.

"Lord Kain!" The horned eagle rider who had just returned from the reconnaissance quickly jumped off the eagle's back, not even taking the time to tidy up his messy hair, and strode to Kain, the commander of the Persian Gulf Empire's vanguard army. "The enemy has a total of one thousand air cavalry with wings on their backs, and more than three thousand soldiers. The main force is only fifty miles away from us. I don't know the exact number of people. I was afraid of being entangled by the enemy's air cavalry, so I didn't dare to get too close."

The most basic requirement for every air cavalryman is excellent eyesight, not to mention that there is nothing to hide on the sea, so the horned eagle riders only need to rise into the sky to see everything clearly.

"How long will it take for the main force of the Debe barbarians to reach us?"

Kaiyin asked as he slowly used a knife to cut a piece of fillet from a snow-white sea fish and threw it into his mouth.

"Sir, the enemy's main force is too large and their speed is very slow. We only have to deal with the 4,000 people who come to support us. We just need to throw them into the sea to feed the fish. With the speed of our ships, the Debe barbarians who come later can only eat the waves behind us." The captain of the Horned Eagle Riders pursed his lips, bit off the dead skin on his lips that was blown off by the sea breeze with his teeth, and spoke in a firm tone.

"Four thousand people want to eat us, that's too arrogant." Kain licked his lips, a fresh and salty taste lingered in his mouth. This kind of sashimi is the favorite food of Persian men.

"It's impossible that the enemy didn't know our military strength, but they still chose 4,000 people to deal with us, which means they have enough confidence. But where does this confidence come from? A dragon? Or a magician?" The commander of the vanguard army rubbed his brows and quickly denied these speculations: "It's definitely impossible to have a dragon. They won't waste such a powerful deterrent on our vanguard army. Magicians are a little possible."

"The mission this time is just to delay time. There is no need to fight them head-on." Kain quickly put these problems behind her.

"Go, tell the men to walk slower, and wait until the sun is high in the sky, so that they can learn what tactics are."

Reinforcements from the Holy Sith Kingdom.

"The enemy has finally advanced. Let the Golden Eagle riders prepare the gifts we have prepared for these pirate bastards, and tell the helmsmen to advance at full speed!" General Tokae held the telescope in his hand, and a smile finally appeared on his weathered face, as he instructed his deputy beside him.

Then a loud horn was blown by a burly trumpeter, resounding across the entire sea.

The speed of the fleet suddenly increased, like a sharp sword, rushing towards the enemy through the waves.

The entire sea fell silent for a moment, with only the different horns of both sides resounding through the heaven and earth.

As time passed, the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed.

Only three miles left.

Even without the telescope, Tokay could see the ferocious expression on the face of the Persian Gulf bastard.

"All Golden Eagle Riders, take to the air, and shoot down all those horned eagles! Other ships, separate and keep a safe distance from the enemy, and bombard the enemy ships with cannons first!" General Tokay issued orders in an orderly manner, and then cast his eyes on the priests in robes beside him: "Next, I'll ask you to bless my warriors with 'Light Spell', 'Swift Spell', and 'Iron Spell'."

Taking advantage of their own magic is the choice of every commander without hesitation. Although the veteran Tokay has a fierce temper, it does not mean that he is a fool. He will not leave the magicians of Taylorsi unused.

The eight high-ranking priests of Taylor nodded slightly and began to chant and cast spells. Spells of different colors fell on the Sith soldiers, allowing them to personally experience the power of the spells.

Beside these priests stood hundreds of strong men wearing black armor and holding long swords.

These magic swordsmen are highly skilled in swordsmanship, and the armor they wear is titanium magic pattern armor engraved with magic arrays. They can mobilize the magic power stored in the crystal on their chests, and use thunder, fire, water... all kinds of powerful elemental magic to bless the magic swords in their hands, thus achieving the use of magic in disguise.

It is the strongest and most powerful first line of defense for these frail magicians.

(End of this chapter)