Realm of Power

419 The Secret of the East (3)

The fat man took the document from Hu Keqili's hand, looked at it for a while and raised his head and asked, "Do you know the exact information about the Left Guard Department? How many people do they have left now?"

"I'm sorry, Grand Duke," Hu Keqili said with an embarrassed expression. "Due to the haste of the incident, our three hidden sentries lurking near Aichemore were all removed almost in one night.

It wasn't until Ruidian's army approached Sawei City that our secret sentry disguised as a caravan discovered them, so the information was delivered a little late."

"Pluck them all out." The fat man smiled darkly. There are usually 5 people in a secret sentry point, and three secret sentries are 15 people. This time they brought experienced guards. Unexpectedly, they didn't even have a chance to report the news.

Hu Keqili said with a guilty face, "This is entirely my fault. I should have thought of this. If the Left Guards defected to the Ruidian people, based on their familiarity with the grassland, we would place a secret sentry near Rudato Mountain." , There is no way to compete with the Kujit hunters who are familiar with the terrain but are good at tracking."

"It's not entirely your fault. This grassland belongs to the Kugit people after all." The fat man sighed and continued with a solemn expression.

"Originally, I was worried that the Kugit people would be destroyed because of this war, but now it seems that I was wrong from the beginning.

Judging from the construction of Yunzhong City, the Kujit are a nation full of survival wisdom. Being able to survive and rest on this vast grassland naturally has its own unique features.

Since the person in Yunzhong City has already planned everything, there is no need for us to wade through this muddy water."

The fat man took out a sealed letter from his arms and handed it to Hu Keqi and said, "You immediately go to Duo Weiyan as the special envoy of Virginia and give this to him.

This is a Turga battle plan that I drew up in my free time. I originally wanted to hand it over to the Kugit Royal Court through Duoweiyan, but now time no longer allows it.

You tell him that the terrain of Turga is flat and vast, which is the most favorable battlefield for cavalry mobile operations. If you want to win, the biggest opportunity is to send 200,000 mobile troops before the Ruidian army encircles Turga city. The cavalry raided the supply lines of Ruidian's army everywhere.

Advantages in war sometimes lead to disadvantages. This time, the Ruidian army was blocked in Aichmor. After recovering the Left Guard, it did not rest immediately but instead forcibly advanced towards Turga. It has made the biggest military mistake.

Here is an endless grassland. The Ruidian army, which is mainly composed of heavy-armed troops, can only look forward to it and sigh in front of the efficient and mobile Kujit cavalry.

Once supplies are cut off, the huge number of people will become the biggest enemy of Ruidian's army. As long as Turga City can hold back the enemy, Ruidian's army, which is advancing alone, will be defeated.

The fat man paused and said, "After you finish this matter, don't go back here. Take 50 guards and go directly back to the border of Wikiia. Tell Salon to pay close attention to the war in the Turga area.

When necessary, we will not hesitate to mobilize the troops on the border and join the Kujit army to cut off the rear supply line of the Ruidian army. In any case, we must not let the Ruidian people seize the northern grassland.

"What should I do, sir?" Hu Keqili couldn't help but wonder after hearing the request to return directly. "This time we only brought out 50 guards. Counting the 30 longbowmen who were transferred urgently, we only have 80 people. If I brought 50 people for your safety.”

The fat man waved his hand and interrupted, "Don't worry about this. I want you to lead 50 guards back in person, just to create the illusion that I have reached the border of Wikiia and will personally watch the battle.

To force the Ruidian people, they had to use limited troops from the front. Allocate some of them to prevent us from cutting off their retreat. This will not only reduce the pressure on Turga, but also eliminate the possibility that we have already entered the war."

"My subordinate understood what to do." Hu Keqili nodded with sudden realization, put the letter into his arms with ring armor, and left accompanied by several guards.

The fat man turned around, and through the window next to him, he could see that by the lake in the distance, the Kugit people were still cheering for the warriors in the competition, and several fast horses were rolling up smoke on the flat horse racing track.

The towering Yunzhong City in the distance, against the blue sky and green lake, still looks extremely sacred. There is no trace of the panic before the war.

The fat man couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Kujit, a nation that has experienced wars and disasters, seems to have maintained an optimistic and upward force under any circumstances. If the royal court had not been divided and civil strife continued, it might have become a force that unifies the continent.

"Order people to prepare the carriage. I'm going to the Maomo Trading Station in the west of the city." The fat man turned around and ordered the few personal guards behind him,

The war was about to start in this beautiful land. Fatty felt that whether it was public or private, he should tell the Maomo family. Fatty didn't want the innocent and pure crazy girl to be involved.

The carriage was traveling on the streets of Yunzhong City. The usually empty streets were now crowded with people. Tribes from outside the city continued to drive into the city. The crowded crowd quickly filled the third floor.

The streets were chaotic, with Kujit cavalry riding war horses constantly passing by the carriages in groups. Their sharp scimitars and triangular war flags of various colors shone in the scorching sun of Yunzhong City. The ground thudded by scattered horse hooves,

At some street intersections, Kujit soldiers were piling stones into small trenches.

The vacant shops along the street are now brightly lit. Shirtless tribal craftsmen are wielding hammers and hammering. Sections of red-hot iron bars are spattering sparks under the hammers.

On the outer walls of the third level, the number of Kukit archers has also greatly increased.

The fat man secretly counted through the slits in the carriage window curtains. On a section of the city wall that was more than 100 meters long, there were 80 archers carrying compound hunting bows and two temporary shooting holes built in a row with wooden boards.

The "Creak" carriage stopped in front of a spire house full of Western style. The upper and lower floors were equipped with fan-shaped windows inlaid with silver frames. The walls of the marble columns were carved with various beautiful reliefs, which was a typical aristocratic style.

The fat man pushed open the carriage door and saw the Sunlight coat of arms of the Maumo family engraved on the top of the door. A guard walked up the steps and pushed open the half-closed door of the mansion.

The fat man stepped on the steps and just walked to the door. Suddenly he felt a gust of wind in front of him. A figure came from the door and hit the fat man with the wind. Fortunately, the fat man got out of the way quickly.

"Ah" the figure fell down the steps and rolled several times on several steps. "Protect Sir" Several guards saw the fat man being attacked and quickly drew their swords and rushed over.

"Damn girl, let's see where you're going." A furious voice came from the door, mixed with the footsteps of several people.

"Save me, save me, silly fat man." The figure who fell down the steps gave a delicate cry to the fat man. This familiar voice made the fat man reflexively alert.