Come to another world and become a lord

After successfully deceiving Noura, everything else went smoothly as Karl had imagined. When he arrived at the outer city and showed the Khan's helmet to the barbarian soldiers, the mob collapsed without a fight. Karl didn't really want to fight, but just asked his cavalry to pretend to pursue, and these people withdrew from the outer city in an instant. A whole army of 1000 people was scared away by just 50 people, and they didn't even want to try to fight.

Not long after they evacuated, a grain transport convoy arrived under the leadership of the scouts and began to transport grain into the inner city in an orderly manner. The guards and people in the inner city were greatly encouraged when they saw their lord return with reinforcements and grain. Although it was still late at night, people still gathered at the city gate, cheering and shouting. Carl received unparalleled support from the people along the way. People even began to call him the savior of Rickburg, the greatest baron in history, and a series of exaggerated titles.

As for the Great Khan, when the garrisons of the left and right camps noticed that something happened to the central army, they immediately sent people to support them, but there was no movement after that. They fell into a state of disarray, and they could not figure out what was going on. Everyone was watching, so much so that when someone even found that Karl was transporting grain to the city, they still did not take any action. They just watched and watched the last grain cart enter the city. They did not even intend to shoot arrows to interfere, let alone charge to intercept. This is the weakness of the Great Khan. The nomadic army he led is indeed strong in combat effectiveness, and each person is brave enough, but everything is based on a favorable situation. They are just tribes, without the concept of military discipline, and have no tradition of obeying orders. When the Great Khan lost contact, this group of people did not try to save the situation at the first time, but began to think about how to protect themselves. Karl knew very well that if they had a little sense of the overall situation, his risky move would not succeed. To put it bluntly, they were just 10,000 bandits.

On the other side, in a forest covered with snow, the Great Khan Atikila pulled the reins in front of a big tree, then jumped off his horse. He panted, staggered to the tree, and sat down on a stone. The soldiers behind him also stopped and sat down to rest. These were the scattered soldiers he met along the way. After being reorganized, there were only a hundred people now. More people were missing, and their lives and deaths were unknown. And these hundred people also abandoned their armor and were in a mess. Most of them didn't even have weapons. What's worse, they only wore pajamas and were barefoot. Their feet were frozen red and purple in the snow. Someone lit a fire, and people began to move towards the fire. Atikila's face looked particularly haggard in the firelight. It was the first time he was so embarrassed and the first time he was forced into such a situation. He still couldn't figure out why Aaron and the king's army came so quickly.

While he was thinking about this, someone in the crowd suddenly stood up, pointed to the back and shouted tremblingly:

"Yes, it's the pursuers! They're catching up!"

"What?" Atikila looked up in fear, and then he saw a long dragon of torches in the distance approaching him, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer.

"Run, run! You must run!" someone shouted in horror.

"Great Khan, get on your horse!" someone else shouted at him.

"Cover the Great Khan's evacuation!"

He jumped onto the horse as fast as he could and instinctively grabbed the reins. He was about to run away, but he stopped in an instant. Run away? Can he run away? He was already exhausted, and the other side was well prepared. Now he was basically a lamb to be slaughtered. Why should he continue to embarrass himself? He was the Great Khan, the Great Khan admired by everyone! The hand holding the reins slowly loosened again, he took a long breath, and then drew the long sword at his waist, his expression full of tragic grandeur:

"I'm not leaving. Let's fight them to the death here~"

He had had enough. He had never suffered such humiliation before. Rather than running away like this, he would rather die bravely in battle.

"Great Khan!"

He heard people sobbing around him, but he didn't want to run away anymore. The sound of horse hooves in the distance was getting closer and closer, and he raised his long sword, waiting for the enemy to arrive until the other party appeared completely in front of him, and then he suddenly froze.

"Daddy~"

A familiar voice rang out from the enemy's pursuers, and then he saw a familiar and friendly figure: dressed in white, with white hair and eyelashes. It was not a pursuer, but:

"Nura, my daughter! Why are you here?"

"Dad, are you okay? I heard that you were attacked and Aaron's army is chasing you..." Noura suddenly stopped talking here, and then turned her head and looked around as if she thought of something, "Wait, if Dad is here, then where are Aaron and the others?"

At this moment, Atikila couldn't help but widen his eyes:

"Who did you hear that from?"

At this time, Noura seemed to realize something, and even her speech seemed a little incoherent:

"I... Baron Rickburg - Carl Flandal, he said you were defeated by Aaron's main force and the situation was critical~ so I rushed here!"

"Did you meet Carl?" Atikila asked again.

"He, he seemed to be planning to return to the city with a small group of troops, but I ran into him head-on..."

"Did you kill him?" Atikila asked again.

“No, no…” The girl seemed a little guilty when she said this, like a child who had made a mistake. “At that time, I was eager to save people, so I didn’t want to get entangled with him. I…”

Atikila's eyes widened. He suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest, but he couldn't vent it. For a moment, he felt dizzy. After seeing her father's expression, Nura also reacted. The girl's face showed uncontrollable anger. She held the spear tightly and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Liar, that complete liar! I thought he was a hero! I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I kill him!"

Atikila stared blankly at his daughter who kept cursing, but what could he say? He and she were both fooled.

The sky was slightly pale, and when the first rays of sunlight shone on the earth in the morning, the Great Khan had returned to his base camp, which had turned into a scorched earth. After a night of reorganization, the scattered troops had been reassembled. After a detailed statistics, they found that the actual casualties were not that great, but the problem was that their granary was burned, and nearly three-quarters of the food and grass were lost.

He spurred his horse lightly and walked to the place where the tent was originally and stopped. A young officer came up to him and knelt on one knee.

"Have you found out everything?" Atikila spoke slowly.

"I found out~" the officer said with a fist, "The enemy who attacked us last night was only 50 cavalrymen. Their purpose from the beginning was not to attack us, but to disrupt us so that they could take the opportunity to transport food to the city~"

"So, he succeeded?" Atikila asked again, while the officer lowered his head and said nothing.

"Ha, ha, ha ha ha ~ OK, very good ~" At this time the Great Khan laughed out of anger.

"Good!" He clapped his hands and said, "Very good, a mere 50 cavalry have forced me to this point. Now he has enough food and grass, but ours has been burned!"

"Do you know what the funniest thing is? More people were trampled to death while fleeing than were killed by them!" At this point the Great Khan smiled bitterly once more.

"This liar! A dishonest and ungrateful person!" At the same time, Nura was gnashing her teeth.

At this moment, an old man in a black robe suddenly squeezed through the crowd and walked in front of him. It was the chief engineer Kachar. He whispered in a slightly old voice:

"Great Khan, the most important thing now is how to continue to maintain the front line. If other tribes know that we have no food..."

After hearing his words, Atikila sighed deeply, and a helpless look appeared on his face:

"It seems that this trip south will end early."

"Dad, how can this be..." After hearing his words, Nura's eyes showed an unwilling look.

At this time, the Great Khan changed the subject and continued:

"But it's not over yet! Going south is impossible, but at least we can take Rickburg!"

Kachar also nodded approvingly at this time:

"This is a feasible method. If we can capture Rickburg and there are no more obstacles ahead, then we only need to station troops here to defend it, and Philip will have to take the initiative to attack. It is only a matter of time before we annex the kingdom. However, the inner city of Rickburg is not that easy to capture~"

"Their defenders are less than a hundred people. We should be able to defeat them even if we fight hard!"

But Kachar shook his head:

"It's not that easy. The city walls are narrow and high, so only a dozen people are needed to defend them without blind spots. Perhaps it is possible to take it down by force with a continuous attack from a large number of people, but the question is, who is willing to go up and die?"

His words made the Great Khan fall into deep thought again, and when there was silence all around, Nura suddenly spoke:

"Let me go!"

"What?" Atikila looked at his daughter in horror.

"Let me go!" Nura said again, "Dad, please let me take charge of this general attack!"

"But such a dangerous siege..."

Before Atikila could finish, Noura interrupted him:

"I am the Snow Princess - Noura, the master of ice and snow magic, the darling of the northern gods. These mortals can't hurt me at all! Let me go, Daddy. This is our only chance. I will create a gap for the army and take down Rickburg in one fell swoop!"

Great Khan Atikila looked at his daughter with a little distress, looking at those blue and determined eyes, and finally he made up his mind and agreed.