Unknown Knight

Lord Ghalib kept a close eye on the movements of the enemies outside the city. Ever since Aix began to attack other towns, he knew that his city of Memphis would sooner or later become Aix's target, so he actively strengthened the city's defenses while keeping in close contact with his overlord, Lord Humamu.

Seeing that the enemy camp outside the city retreated in a panic without even completely clearing out the camp, the Lord of Ghalib couldn't help but feel overjoyed, knowing that his plan must have succeeded and that the Lord of Humamu should not have launched an attack.

He hurriedly notified the lord of Humamu of the situation, summoned his troops, opened the city gates, and followed the hastily retreating army of Aix, ready to seize the opportunity to launch a fatal attack on Aix.

To be honest, he has always been very conceited, thinking that the city lord Humamu, who is from the same family, is just of more pure blood. His abilities in all aspects are no worse than his, except that his origin is slightly inferior to Humamu. In his heart, he has always been dissatisfied with the leader of the same clan.

Over the years, he has worked hard to govern the city and has saved up some wealth. However, the output of Memphis is very limited, and the spice business is firmly controlled by Humamu. Otherwise, with his ambition, he would have rebelled against the city lord Humamu long ago. The incident of blocking the door of Humamu's mansion not long ago was driven by him.

But today's battle with Aix finally opened his eyes and realized that there are always people better than you. Having never participated in a regular battle, he believed that his elite warriors who were well-trained, highly skilled in martial arts and well-equipped were the ceiling of the contemporary army. However, in front of Aix's array of soldiers, they were not enough.

It turned out that the coordination of the arms could actually have such a powerful combat power. The "super soldiers" that they had trained at great expense were simply helpless in front of the array that seemed short and poorly equipped, but had tight coordination and well-organized offense and defense. Even if a warrior risked his life to break into the array, he would be stabbed to death by the swords like a drop in the ocean, and could not cause much waves.

The key point is that the enemy actually has a powerful weapon like flaming oil. Under the three-dimensional attack from above and below the city, his troops suffered terrible losses, which were so horrible that he felt physically and heartbroken. It also made this lord of a remote and isolated town have a new understanding of war. He didn't know what battle formations, tactics, and strategies were, and the pride and complacency accumulated over the years disappeared in one day.

Seeing that Aix's retreating army was tense and orderly, without any sense of panic as if their home had been robbed, made him admire Aix's military command even more. Such an army was not something his own army could defeat, even when they were retreating.

However, he did not completely lose confidence, as he had a good idea of ​​the strength of his elite warriors. The training and immersion over the years had made him know the strengths of his own army. They might not be able to confront Aix's formation head-on, but that did not mean that these elite warriors were not strong enough. You must know that these elite warriors were all strictly selected and trained by him, and some were even gladiators. Their individual combat power was top-notch, and this kind of elite was most suitable for raids, pursuits and melees.

This is also the reason why Ghalib ordered his army to stick closely to the army of Aix. In order to prevent the following Memphis army from taking advantage of the opportunity, Aix was oppressed and could only form a formation and retreat slowly, for fear of revealing any flaws.

Under such circumstances, one can imagine the army's marching speed. It was almost dark, and they had only traveled more than 20 miles, which was less than half of the total distance. Now the two sides were competing in patience to see which side would be unable to bear it first.

But now the camp outside Berbera is in danger. If Aix's army arrives a little later, the camp may be breached first. Then he will have to face the dilemma of being attacked from both sides, and will inevitably be defeated in the end.

If Aix rushed to the Berbera camp for rescue now, it would inevitably lead to a panic retreat, losing the advantage of the formation. Coupled with the low morale of the army, it is possible that Ghalib could lead the army in a charge and defeat them halfway, thus directly securing the victory.

This method of sticking closely to the Aix army was exactly what Lord Ghalib considered to be his trump card. With his understanding of military knowledge, his strategy was foolproof. No matter whether Aix chose to return to the camp for support at all costs, or confront his army and retreat slowly, he could not escape the fate of failure.

Sure enough, when it was completely dark, the torches fired by the Aix army in the distance began to seem more and more panicked. The situation was like a person who was holding his urine in a busy city and was about to lose his defense and felt like he was about to collapse.

"Let the warriors get closer and don't give these country bumpkins a chance to run away."

Ghalib gave his orders, but just as he finished speaking, he heard a shout from the enemy camp ahead, and saw the torches in the darkness becoming chaotic and speeding away. Ghalib could imagine the panicked expressions on the enemy's faces. He couldn't help but laugh as his plan worked:

"Hahaha, the enemy has collapsed. Warriors, rush up and destroy them!"

However, the enemy seemed to be running for their lives, and they were running quite fast. The army of the Lord of Ghalib City could not catch up with them for a while. In this way, the two armies chased and fled, and advanced another four or five miles.

At this time, the soldiers of Lord Ghalib were already panting and sweating profusely, but the enemy on the opposite side seemed to be in an even worse situation. They had almost lost all their torches, and they were scattered and staggering, looking very embarrassed.

The Memphis army became excited when they saw this situation. In the battle on the city wall during the day, they were suppressed by the array formed by the Aix army the whole time. They were all feeling resentful and unwilling, especially those elite warriors who were proud of their extraordinary martial arts and bravery. Now seeing the enemy in such a mess, their energy suddenly came up, their steps became faster and faster, and some even let out primitive roars, which made the distance between the two armies get closer and closer.

Seeing that the two armies were only fifty meters apart, suddenly the only one hundred or so torches left in front stopped swaying in disorder, but quickly spread to the left and right like a formation, forming several neat rows.

The Lord of Ghalib City couldn't help but feel a "jump" in his heart when he saw this. He looked around at the dark earth slopes on both sides and was even more shocked. He suddenly remembered where this place was.

This was the old course of the Blackwater River. After a flood, the Blackwater River changed its course and no water flowed through it, so it slowly dried up. Because the riverbed is flat and the mud on the riverbed is very hard after being exposed to the sun, people prefer to pass through this section of the riverbed when traveling between Memphis and Berbera, and this has become the easiest route between the two cities.

How could the Lord of Ghalib, who thought he was quite knowledgeable in military strategy, not see the danger of this place? He was just too excited in the previous pursuit, and it was dark and the visibility was poor. This section of the road was originally a shortcut to the city of Berbera, so he was careless for a moment.

However, "War is a matter of life and death", so how could he allow himself to be careless? Before he could react and stop the howling and advancing army, countless torches suddenly lit up on the original river embankments on both sides of the riverbed.