Fun people from Blue Star

Under the city of Kexilan.

A continuous line of tents was erected, stretching out a long line.

The sky is gloomy and the fog is falling.

There are mountains and forests outside the city. When the fog falls, the temperature feels suddenly cold.

In the largest handsome tent, Alkado Teutonic finally woke up.

But he had no energy, the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted, and there was something stuck in his throat. Whenever he took a breath, it was like a blade cutting back and forth inside.

The pain was excruciating.

Fortunately, a priest would cast analgesia from time to time, so he could barely speak.

He sat up at this time, glanced around the people in the handsome tent, and asked: "Where are Francie and the Excellencies of Kaldo?"

I had to ask, because Alkado knew very well that the two most powerful supporting armies would never be allowed to leave.

Otherwise, the Southern Army would not be able to stop it now.

"According to the information we received, they are still holding on to the previous front." A general replied.

Alkado was stunned for a moment, and he immediately said: "Give me the map quickly."

Then the map came into his hands. He looked at it, marked the locations of his people, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected of the two most powerful countries, their strategic awareness is strong."

Francie and Kaldo's defense lines changed from horizontal lines to vertical lines. This seemed to allow the enemy to pass, but everyone knew that it was impossible for them to stand up in a situation where all the troops fled. of.

Rather, they changed the defensive line in time, which made the Northern Army dare not mess around for the time being.

Because the vertical defense line of Francie and Kaldor directly connected to the city of Kexilan, and then connected with the southern army, an L-shaped front was formed.

The enemy's flanks were completely exposed to Francie and Kaldor.

This is also the reason why the Northern Army drove the Southern Army to the city of Kexilan, but did not attack in one go. Instead, it moved five kilometers eastward.

They are afraid of attacks from the two countries.

"Fortunately, it's not all bad." Alkado raised his head: "We still have hope. Wait, where are the generals of Hamans?"

There was silence in the handsome tent.

No one dared to speak, for fear that Alcado would vomit blood and fall into coma again after hearing this.

"Isn't it like Enolia who defected to the Northern Army?" Alkado asked with a trembling voice.

"No, they ran away, as if they were too embarrassed to stay on the battlefield any longer." A famous general replied.

"It's okay." Alkado's old face showed a happy expression.

Now for him, as long as the strength of the Northern Army is not increased, it is a good thing.

Just leave Harmans, leaving them here will get in the way.

"It's just that I didn't expect that a great situation would end in such a trivial way." Alkado sighed longly: "It's not the fault of the war, nor is it my fault."

No one spoke in the handsome tent, probably because it was too quiet. Some strange sounds could even be heard, and it seemed that many people's stomachs were growling.

Alkado also heard it, frowned and asked: "You haven't eaten yet?"

A group of people looked embarrassed.

When they escaped, they just ran away and took almost no logistical supplies with them.

For those who only have a few armies, remember to take food and escape.

So in fact, the entire army is now short of food.

"Let Kexilan City make up for it," Alkado said.

His adjutant shook his head: "Kexilan is not an economically important town, and they have supported us with food once before. Now they don't have much on hand, and it is impossible to support tens of thousands of people."

"What about our logistics line?"

"We are already urging them." The adjutant continued: "Balik's people will promise to send a batch of food to the emergency within three days, and then they will think of a solution."

"Can our food last three days?"

The adjutant thought for a while and said: "If we misappropriate the gray orcs' food, we can survive for a few more days."

But when everyone heard this, they all frowned.

Gray orcs usually eat melons and rice cereal, and they can still be full.

But on the battlefield, these things were not easy to preserve. What they ate was corn bran used to feed pigs. Although it was not delicious, it could still fill their stomachs.

This food is for slaves, let them eat it?

Everyone took a breath of air, how could it be possible!

Just when everyone was helpless, someone suddenly spoke up.

"There is another way. The two supporting armies of France and Kaldo must have enough food. We can ask them to send it over. There is no problem in holding on for more than ten days."

Everyone thought it made sense and looked happy.

Alcado snorted coldly: "This idea sounds good, but the problem is... Francie and Kaldo are not our army. They have to be responsible for their own soldiers, and they are probably unwilling to give up food. of."

Everyone sighed.

"Besides, who is going to notify them?" Alkado raised the transmitter in his hand: "The place where they are is also outside the effective range of this thing..."

Because he spoke a little too loudly and was a little excited, Alkar's throat hurt again, and he couldn't help but cough twice.

At this time, a young general stood up and said, "I'll go!"

"you go?"

"How do you break through the blockade of enemy scouts?" Alkado asked.

The young man smiled and said, "I am a wanderer!"

Everyone's expressions were astonished.

On the other side, Hardy led the scouts to inspect the outer defense line. When they were about to reach the camp, they saw Andrew of Kaldo also riding down from the high ground.

It seemed that he was coming for himself.

Hardy was waiting for him.

After a while, Andrew and several people arrived in front of him.

"Sir Hardy, we have received news here that the Northern Army has sent reinforcements. They will take the water route, but they will land at Long Beach Port. Are you interested in killing them?"

Hardy marveled slightly: "You guys are really well-informed."

The Port of Long Beach isn't that far away.

"It's okay. We just happen to have a few spies who have penetrated into the enemy."

Hardy thought for a while and asked: "How many enemy troops are there? Could it be a trap?"

"With around 10,000 people, the possibility of traps should be low." Kaldor said with a smile: "The most important thing is that this support army brings a lot of supplies."

Hardy felt that something was wrong: "Since it is reinforcements and the landing place is Long Beach Port, why doesn't anyone from the Northern Army intend to respond? Aren't you afraid of being intercepted by us? Is there some fraud in this?"

"Sir Hardy, are you too cautious?"

Hardy looked into Andrew Spencer's eyes and said calmly: "It's better to be cautious."

"That's the intelligence passed on by our most powerful spy..." Andrew believed in his own intelligence system, but Hardy's words also made him shaken: "Mr. Hardy, what you said seems to make sense."

Hardy chuckled: "But we can try to gamble and use the trick. Send one troop to Long Beach Port, and then send another troop to ambush on the road. If the Northern Army dares to send people over..."

Andrew's eyes lit up: "This is indeed good. We Kaldo will go to Long Beach Port as bait, and the ambush will be left to Mr. Hardy. The supplies will be divided in half afterwards."

"good!"

Hardy chuckled.

You can never have too much military supplies.