The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

After a night, Qin Ze woke up earlier than the previous few days. Then, the signalman who had been waiting for a long time immediately reported the battle report of last night. Qin Ze listened while putting on his clothes. When he walked out of the tent, he found that the sky was still dark. The sky in the distant east was only gray and white. The wind was blowing hard. He could hear the whistling wind outside while he was still in the tent.

"The weather has changed..." He murmured in a low voice, and then ordered: "We must march faster today, we have to hurry up."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The messenger agreed and immediately gave the order.

Soon, the army was ready, Qin Ze mounted his horse, and followed the army forward along the main road.

Looking at the upward winding road ahead, Qin Ze frowned slightly. The wind blew all night last night, and although it was dawn now, the sky was still gloomy, and the temperature in the air had dropped a lot. If the weather turned cold, it would definitely not be conducive to the army's next actions, because with the victory of the battle last night, their troops had advanced several kilometers forward, and the road had changed from continuous undulations to a uniformly upward winding road.

The higher they went, the closer they were to the main peak, which was certainly good news, but the cooling weather was a big problem in the highlands. Although the bad weather would also affect the Golts, they had already occupied the main peak and must have taken corresponding cold-proof measures, but their side did not have this condition, especially the troops deep behind enemy lines. The cooling weather would test their ability to survive, and the dry food they brought was only enough for five days.

Therefore, they had to seize the main peak as soon as possible before the weather got worse and occupy the best terrain in the entire Enzos. As long as they captured it, they would have all the initiative in this battle, because the path from the main peak was downhill, and even if the Golts ambushed their troops on the main road down the mountain, it would be easier to detect.

In other words, seizing the main peak basically means that we have won the battle in the Enzo Mountains!

But Qin Ze understood that the Golts would definitely defend such a strategic location with heavy troops. However, in the battles in recent days, many Golts had been eliminated. Such casualties were absolutely unbearable for the Golts, especially the impact on their morale.

The proud Golts were known for their bellicosity, but in the past month, they had suffered defeat after defeat. No matter how bellicosity-loving they were, it was impossible for them to maintain their enthusiasm, especially in the harsh and cold mountain environment.

Even Qin Ze himself felt unwell after entering the mountain. He would only get slightly excited for a while when he received a report of a great victory, but he wanted to get out of Mount Enzo as soon as possible. From the map, after leaving Enzo, he would arrive at Bocamia Province, which has the most towns in the Delta Federation. Once he got there, the terrain was flatter and the environment would not be so bad.

Before that, if this long and difficult battle in the Enzo Mountains was fought well and enough Goths were eliminated, Qin Ze believed that the rest of the journey would be much smoother.

At this moment, a communications soldier hurried over from the front.

"Your Majesty, news has come from the front that the enemy soldiers in the mountains and forests on both sides of the main road seem to have abandoned all their positions and are withdrawing quickly."

Hearing this, Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. Although they had won a great victory in the mountains and forests before, and the Golts were defeated step by step, which made last night's battle a beautiful win, the Golts had some remaining troops resisting in the mountains and forests. However, these might be reinforcements sent by the Golts. In any case, they did not abandon the defense network in the mountains and forests. But now they said that they gave up their positions and chose to withdraw.

Qin Ze touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems that we need to gather troops and deploy strict defenses at important checkpoints..."

Thinking of this, Qin Ze continued in a deep voice: "Since they are retreating, that's great. We should speed up and move forward. However, when we detect the area near the main peak, we must be careful and alert. They are likely to concentrate their forces there."

"Go ahead and take the message."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" A messenger immediately took the order and left.

Qin Ze raised his head and looked forward. The towering main peak was clearly visible. Under the dim sky, the higher he went, the whiter it became. The sun from the previous few days had not yet melted the snow on top. There were also several platforms that looked very broad under the main peak. If nothing unexpected happened, that should be the place where the Gothic army gathered.

"It's a bit troublesome... I'm afraid we'll have to send a large number of troops to conquer it... Direct attack will definitely not work, we still have to launch a flank attack from an unconventional route..." Qin Ze murmured.

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"Sir, we're back."

On the top of the main peak, in a cave in the mountain, a group of Gothic soldiers with red faces from the cold walked in with packages on their backs. There was a fire in the cave, but it was not burning strongly. After they came in, several people beside the fire immediately stood up to help their returning companions untie the packages.

"Cough, cough, cough." Harris, who was hunched over by the fire, raised his slightly pale face and asked, "How is the battle going now?"

A soldier who had put down the package heard his question, took out a few pieces of wood from the package, and immediately walked towards him.

"Not very good, sir..." the soldier said with a gloomy look in his eyes as he put wood into the fire.

After hearing the answer, Harris still had that calm expression, as if he had already prepared himself mentally before asking the question.

"How bad is it then?" he said, picking up a tin can near the fire and drinking the warm water.

The young soldier raised his head and looked at Harris. After two seconds of silence, an unnatural smile appeared on his face and he said:

"Sir, in addition to bringing back some supplies this time, General Dilan at the pass also sent people to transport a batch of explosives."

"But they haven't arrived yet. We have to wait until the afternoon. It's very windy today, so it's not easy to climb the mountain, especially to transport these heavy things." The soldier rubbed his wrinkled face after saying this.

"Really? It has come to this." Harris put down the cup and let out a long breath.

"Yes, sir. A few hours ago, another of our troops was defeated and suffered heavy losses. General Dylan ordered all front-line troops to withdraw to the pass. They are withdrawing now. The next battle will be carried out around the pass." The soldier said with a gloomy face.

Harris nodded, put his swollen hands into his arms, leaned against the rock wall again, and asked slowly:

“Is it possible to hold it?”

The soldier took off his hat, scratched his hair and said, "With the pass as the center, now all the high ground points add up to a total of eight and a half divisions of troops. Such a large force must be..."

Before he could finish his words, Harris suddenly interrupted and asked, "If that's the case, then why do you need to transport explosives up here?"

"Just to prevent any accidents." The soldier said in a muffled voice.

"In case of accidents? There will definitely be accidents." Harris said indifferently.