Blood tax

Chapter 144 Sutoral fights with all his strength——We like onions, fried onions, delicious onions!
At 1444:3 am on March 23, 6, the entire army was awakened.The river, which had been flooded for several days, has mostly receded, leaving behind muddy land and swamps along the river bank.

After a day of assembly and adjustment on the 22nd, the army gathered around Fiona was not ready for battle at all.

Even so, everyone has no more time to hesitate.Many residents of Yambol town were notified that three meals of bread and soup should be prepared for the soldiers, and breakfast must be delivered to the ferry on the east bank of the Beit River before 7:30.

"Make sure everyone eats fried onions, that's an order!" Fiona made a serious and cute request before a full day of combat began.

The state of the army is not good, and many preparations have not been completed.Before setting off, Griffith was horrified to find that some militiamen didn't even know their squadron.

Despite all its problems, the practice of eating fried onions for breakfast was enforced.The town officials quickly prepared the onions, wishing to send the young lady away as soon as possible.

Fiona's combat group, which was composed of city defense troops and militiamen from different towns, left the camp and marched towards the river crossing point along the pre-set road under the leadership of Shutoral.Mira has led people to plant small flags in the villages along the way and on the side of the road to mark the route to the shore.

Immediately following Mira's troops who served as the leader, six squadrons of Griffith, LS, Millau, Gerard, Ray Yellen Haydn and engineers set off one after another.They moved forward along the three roads that had been planned long ago, and their actions were very accurate, neither getting lost nor blocking the road.

7:30 am.

Except for a part of the city defense forces that had assembled at the Boulogne ferry on the west bank, each squadron resisted the ferry on the east bank one after another, and began to board boats to cross the river in batches, and the rest had breakfast on the spot.

The fried onion rings just out of the pan are put into the cauldron, and the chef distributes them directly to everyone.The snack-like food is very golden and beautiful, a little hot to the touch, and has a strong aroma.

Griffith was handed two slices of fried onions, still warm.He took a bite, it was crispy and crunchy, with a little tender sweetness, completely devoid of the onion taste that he usually eats.

Not bad... Griffith, who didn't have any sweets for several days and didn't even have sugar, was in a good mood. He ate the onion ring in two bites, and then stared at the one in L.S. Hall's hand.

"It's delicious!" The fierce hussar noticed his companion's eyes, swallowed the onion in one gulp, and said with a bulging mouth, "This should be the tradition of the Xialong family, and it may have the significance of mysticism."

Due to the limited number of ships, only two squadrons can be transported at a time.

The squadrons of Griffith and LS Hall were the vanguard of this battle. They were the first to board the flat-bottomed boats and rowed towards the opposite bank of the river.

As soon as they reached the opposite bank, the two trainee knights jumped down to rectify the city defense army that had arrived, and their squadron followed closely behind, forming a formation west of the Boulogne Ferry.

The rebels gathered on the west side of the ferry quickly discovered the new squadron and the large army assembled in the distance, and they uttered panic shouts, and many messengers and soldiers rushed towards the camp in the west.

There is nothing left to hide.

Soon the entire main body of the rebel army would be concentrated in the vicinity, and would surround the ferry from the west and south.Whoever has the fastest speed will gain a tactical advantage.

Squadrons of Millau, Gérard, Reille, Mira, and Warren Haydn crossed the Bette one after another.

At 3:23 am on March 9, Fiona also arrived on the other side of the river.Senamon was still struggling to get the ballista aboard, but they decided not to wait for him.

Under the gray sky, the silent floodplain is like a lurking monster. It just woke up from sleep and feels very thirsty. It needs to drink blood to quench its thirst.

The rebels in the middle have already been dispatched.They assembled outside their camp near Bate Manor, a gray and unkempt line on the receding wasteland.

Headed by the 1200st Squadron under the command of LS and reinforced by the punishment battalion, all [-] soldiers of the seven squadrons are already in place.Four of them were deployed in three rows at the front and back, and deployed on the left and right wings. The far left Millau Squadron and Warren Haydn Squadron were guarding the Beit River, where the right wing of the rebels, that is, the main force led by Lance, would appear. direction.

The city defense army and militiamen wore tattered shoes and clothes, only long guns, short guns, and wooden shields. Many militiamen were even armed with sharpened hoes, or armed with stones and leather ropes tied to sticks. crude hammer.

Fiona came to the front of the army, unfolded the banner of double swords and roses under the watchful eyes of the army, and waved it forward.It was specially sent to her by her classmates in Old Town.

Under the gorgeous banner, the soldiers went to the first battle of their lives.They lined up next to each other in a long queue, some with fear and nervousness on their faces, some with excitement and excitement, watching the majestic trainee knights in front of the team, dreaming of witnessing the miracle like in the story, and getting love, wealth and glory .

Paxiu's hands and feet were stiff, and he moved forward with the same hands and feet like a puppet in a story.He was in a squadron protecting Fiona, walking in the middle of the entire battle line. The beautiful blond girl was holding a flag and walking in front, and the squadron of Griffith and LS was sandwiched between them.

The rebels besieged on the outskirts of Beit Manor appeared in the distance, and they held up bright red flags, like roses blooming on the gray earth.

On the horizon, both sides can only vaguely see the blurred outline of the other side.They panted heavily together and began to move forward slowly.

The heavy footsteps were as chaotic and dense as hail.

Griffith glanced back at the squadron that was following closely behind, advancing in three columns.The heavy anxiety and tension almost turned into reality, hovering over the squadron like ghosts.

LS's troops were in a similar situation.His city defense army was tense and mechanical, and the legionnaires were like dead dogs with their spines broken, dragging their crippled hind legs to barely keep up.

At the southernmost point of the line, the stalwart Millau held the left flank of the line.The troops covering him, if Lance suddenly appeared on the battlefield, he and his squadron would be wiped out in an instant.

However, he didn't even look at the wasteland on the left where thousands of rebels might be hidden, and he raised his halberd and pointed straight ahead, walking forward.

The army is advancing.

Is it me, or LS?Griffith began to brew emotions.

There was still some time until the fight, but the stiff queues were already starting to break.

The city defense army and militiamen who had never participated in the battle walked less than seventy steps, and the team was already broken by tension, muddy water, low hills and rocks.

The soldiers who were originally surrounded by their companions suddenly found that there were no comrades in arms around them, and they involuntarily began to slow down, which accelerated the disintegration of the team.

None of the sutorals served as officers.They are perfect non-commissioned officers, extraordinary warriors, and even solve many problems encountered in logistics, intelligence and staff work.However, no one has ever commanded a large army, and served as a banner with unparalleled momentum and charisma to guide the way forward.

However, now someone must stand up for pre-war mobilization and command.

Griffith realized that everyone had overlooked this matter.If it is a veteran, it is optional, but for the inexperienced city defense army and militia, the importance of morale and courage is irreplaceable.

LS cast his gaze over.He also realized the same problem.

The two of them took a few steps forward almost simultaneously and raised their halberds at the same time.

The whole army was attracted by this signal.The Xiutorals suppressed the team's footsteps one after another, waiting for the signal from the Chinese army.

At this moment, Fiona rushed out suddenly...

She jumped onto a large boulder holding the flag.The whole army saw her waist-length blond hair like the morning light, the charming line of silver breastplate, and the blue petticoat that fluttered under the skirt.

She wields the double sword and the banner of roses, and dances on the rocks like an elf.

The military flag rolled and rotated with her slender arms, drawing dazzling colors, and the battlefield began to stir up hunting gusts.The thick cloud scattered under the strong wind, the golden sun shone on her long hair and shoulders, and the military flag was dyed with pure gold-like sacred light.

The entire army was stunned, and stood there holding their breath.

The military flag fluttered in the gust of wind.At first, the air was just the sound of whistling wind, which gradually turned into a long reverberation like a horn.The light that shrouded Fiona's body was like a blooming rose, casting a soft halo on the standing army.

Griffith suddenly found that the depression, tension and sorrow were swept away, and he felt inexplicably that he would have good luck, and his body became lighter.

The dignified and tense city defense soldiers even grinned one by one.It was as if they were being attended to and blessed with joy from a distant presence.

The landscape of the wilderness changed accordingly.The haze has dissipated, the mud is no longer in the way, and the low hills, broken logs, and rocks blocking the road are like the scenery of an outing.

The snare drum played a cheerful rhythm.The drummers didn't know what they were playing, but the charming and light melody echoed in their heads.

Fiona jumped off the rock and pointed the radiant banner forward.

The whole army moved with a bang.Everyone subconsciously lined up in a tight formation, marching along with the brisk drumbeat.

Griffith heard a beautiful melody, and there was a soft word faintly.

"Lana, here comes your Fiona."

Fiona was humming softly.She was very quiet at first, but the tone and melody seemed to echo in everyone's heart.

She held up the flying battle flag, led the whole army to march forward, and sang a simple and strange "Chant de l'Oignon" (Chant de l'Oignon) with a beautiful voice:
"We love onions, fried onions, good onions!
"We love onions, fried onions, good onions!
"We love onions, fried onions, good onions!
"We love onions, fried onions, good onions!
"Forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Onward, onward, onward!
"Forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Onward, onward, onward!
"Forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Onward, onward, onward!
"Go forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Go, go, go!"

Griffith and LS were very nervous, for fear that Fiona, who was walking in front, would be injured by ambushes and Ruya and would not be able to explain to Lana.

However, they soon discovered that the originally messy march had become orderly.

Those inexperienced soldiers who don't understand the guidance of military drums and flags are as confident and orderly as experienced fighters.

Although the lyrics are weird and even make people want to laugh, it feels different when sung by a beautiful girl.

All the soldiers who stared at the flag and listened to the bright and melodious "Onion Song" were full of spirit and confidence.

They blended into a strange group, as if they were an inseparable member of it, and walked briskly.They were as proud and unstoppable as the old guard of the staunchest Mark Aurelius Antony guard.

Some rebel sentry cavalry and skirmishers hid in the ruins and woods, watching in horror as the orderly team approached their camp with alarming speed and organization, some couldn't help jumping out to harass the team.

However, the neat queue is like a battleship passing by a fishing boat.When the battle line touched the approaching rebels, those stragglers collapsed and melted in the blink of an eye like white snow in warm spring.

Two column squadrons and five horizontal squadrons spread out on the plain.They stepped across streams, over low hills, and followed Fiona's banner over mud and gravel.

Soon, everyone sang cheerfully.

"We love onions, fried onions, good onions!
"A fried onion, a delicious onion, turns us into lions.

"Forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Onward, onward, onward!
"Forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Onward, onward, onward!
"Forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Onward, onward, onward!
"Go forward, comrades, we are the vanguard. Go, go, go!"

Songs replaced drums, and the squadrons kept a unified pace through the mud and depressions.This poorly trained and unfamiliar army stretched its hands and feet like a living person, and suddenly appeared in front of the central rebels at an astonishing speed.

The rebels were stunned, they had just come out of the camp, and they were still forming and deploying in a mess.Fiona's battle group of thousands of people actually neatly passed through the muddy ground, overwhelming them like mountains and seas.

There are also experienced fighters in the rebel army. They can't believe that thousands of city defense troops and militiamen can maintain a neat battle line and march at such a fast speed.Their first reaction was that Byelan's legion came to attack them in miscellaneous clothes.

The plan to outflank the official army with the southern main force in Reims failed.

Wizard Reed and Commander Daruno's central rebel army was not even ready for the most basic deployment, and the reinforcements commanded by Fiona had already rushed towards their faces.They could only yell and shoot arrows, hoping to gain some time to set up the formation.

Under the brilliant light of going forward, Fiona waved the flag and pointed forward:
"Vive la Byarlant!"

The Griffith and LS Squadrons, which had been ready to go for a long time, went straight to the core of the rebels in a column.They carry out the traditions of the Bayeram Army—

In case of indecision, the central breakthrough!
Fiona rushed to the front holding the military flag, and the two Xiutorals chased after her desperately.

The archers of the rebel army saw the sun-like military flag and the shining Fiona from a distance, and shot almost all the arrows they could shoot.

Griffith felt the rain of arrows pouring down like water, and hurriedly raised the vanguard shield in front of Fiona.

His streamer shield was shattered in an instant.The dense sound of summer rain came from the shield.Several nearby city defense forces were shot down.He hugged Fiona and pressed her to the ground, for fear that she would be shot into a sieve if she rushed into the rain of arrows.

"We're going to attack!" Fiona hit Griffith with her fist, and yelled close to his ear, almost shattering the eardrum, "Let everyone see my military flag!"

"Say what! Can't hear you! Louder!" Griffith yelled at her even louder, which froze Fiona for a moment.There were continuous ding-ding-dong-dong sounds on the round shield, and several arrows even pierced through the greaves, causing a sharp pain in his calf.

"Long live Bayeran!"

Lsl let out a louder roar.His double armor was loaded with arrows, smashing through the formation of archers like a porcupine.

"Long live!"

The squadron behind them swarmed up, smashing through the rebel archers head-on, stomping over their faces.

The line of archers who had just fired less than two rounds of arrows was in chaos, and they turned around and ran towards their own line, smashing the line of sword and shield soldiers and spearmen covering them.

LS Er swept his halberd over his chest, and the densely packed arrow shafts and feathers fell to the ground like goose feathers.He cleared the way with a long halberd, shouting and fighting fiercely in the crowd.The rebels who were attacked by him flew out like toys.

In the blink of an eye, the rebel army was shot through a gap, and the city defense army of six squadrons tore through the line of defense and appeared behind the rebel army.

"Fiona, don't charge, raise the military flag here!" Griffith stopped Fiona, who was about to charge somewhere, and shouted slogans:
"Griffith Squadron, all turn left!"

The soldiers of the squadron obeyed the order and suddenly turned into a horizontal formation facing the flank of the rebels.

LS Er's squadron also began to rotate after this, spreading out into a horizontal line to the right.

"Beat them!"

Amid thunderous roars, the two main squadrons that had completed the breakthrough in the center began to tear apart the formation of the rebels to the left and right.

Mijo and Reyer's squadrons joined the battle one by one.The rebels were in a mess and were attacked from the front and the flanks, and they were beaten and retreated steadily.

"Defeated! Defeated!"

Many rebels exclaimed.They suddenly found a dense city defense army behind them, thinking that the whole army had been surrounded.

Terror and panic spread rapidly.A large group of rebels dropped their flags and weapons and began to flee wildly.

　There is only time for an update today, the decisive battle will be tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)