Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

"My generals, it is called the sand table, through which we can accurately compare the situation of the enemy and ourselves."

The words of King Sauron amazed the generals. They could see that this was a model of the continent of Essos, with rivers, towns, hills and forests marked in various colors. There were free trade cities with their own characteristics. There are three castle-shaped signs near Liberty Bay, representing the three city-states of Astapor, Yunkai, and Meereen.

"Now, a coalition force of 15 is coming towards Liberty Bay. Their goal is to destroy the new Xinyuri."

A row of pawns representing soldiers is laid out on the map.

The generals roared in anger. They vowed to make this group of merchants look good, and they asked the king to fight.

King Sauron raised a hand, and the sound immediately fell silent.

I only heard him say: "the opponent has 15 people, well-equipped and fully armed, led by an excellent commander himself, followed by a hyena-like mercenary regiment. But this time I will only prepare 1 people, and the rest will stay at home. "

The generals looked at each other in blank dismay. They had no doubts about the strength of the king. It was a peerless force capable of fighting one hundred against one. Compared with him, even the warriors in myths and legends would pale in comparison.

The king is even more wise and wise. He organized the cowardly Lazarenes and trained them as "Strong Crossbowmen" who made the enemy fearful. It is because they are convinced that the king will lead them to one glorious victory after another.

Successive victories made them almost follow blindly.

Almost without thinking about it, they voluntarily expressed their willingness to fight, even with such a disparity of one to fifteen, they firmly believed that they would win the final victory.

Such a scene made King Sauron secretly frown. The generals would take the initiative to invite the battle not because of their own military capabilities, but because of their blind worship of the king, but they lacked the most important ability to judge as a general.

If things go on like this, Xin Yuli will only produce fierce generals who can charge forward, but it is difficult to produce a commander who can stand alone.

"Don't just use your brains for bed and dinner! Look at the map my generals! The coalition army is coming from the West, they are almost halfway across the Dothraki Sea to Liberty Bay, look at this, our army What can be done!"

Chapter 33

The generals looked hard and thought hard, but it was difficult for their poor brains to see anything. For them, fighting was reckless, either killing the enemy or being killed by the enemy.

"Kayo, with your leadership, this group of merchants is just a sheep under the knife of Kalasar." Doro began to roar.

Gray Worm also said: "My lord, the little people only know the art of fighting with spears, and they are not proficient in military affairs."

King Sauron has already given up. It is already very good that the generals can command the army well, so why expect anything else.

"My lord, the Allied forces of the Free Cities are going deep into the Dothraki Sea, and there are no towns along the way. They must have a long supply line. We can cut off their supply line after going around." Suddenly a voice in the crowd said.

"That's right!" King Sauron was overjoyed, and looked at the speaker, who was wearing a Lazarin costume, "I haven't seen you before, please tell me your name."

"My king, my name is Aragorn. Not long ago, I was a wandering Lazarin warrior." The speaker had the black hair and almond pupils of a Lazarin, but he was different from ordinary Lazarin. He has the aura of a warrior on his body, which is the smell of countless struggles to survive from the brink of death.

King Sauron nodded. Since the founding of Xinyuri, as the only country in the Dothraki Sea that sheltered Lazarin, many Lazarin who lived wandering outside returned to their hometowns to join Xinyuri.

"Very well, keep talking."

Aragorn pondered for a while, and pointed out several areas on the sand table of the map, "With the strength of the coalition forces, their supply team must be bloated and huge. As long as the opponent's commander is not stupid, he will definitely send heavy troops to protect it. We only need to be in these few places. Sending out a few mobile troops can divide the supply lines that harass the opponent."

"Very good!" King Sauron realized that he had picked up a treasure, especially that this person was from the Lazarin side. He couldn't help feeling that although fate gave Lazarin suffering, it also made them persevering and studious.

Maybe they couldn't see it at first, but once they are given the chance, maybe the Lazarin people will bloom with a potential that will amaze the whole continent.

"I'll give you 2000 people, and you will lead a team alone. Doro and Gray Worm, you also bring 2000 people to go around and cut the supply line of the coalition forces. Remember! Don't love to fight, just keep harassing."

The others looked at Aragorn enviously, what a great honor!To be able to jump from a mid-level officer to a commander alongside Doro and Gray Worm, and to be appreciated by King Sauron, this is the treatment that many Xinyuri generals must desire.

King Sauron took everyone's attention into his eyes, he paused, and said, "I will lead the remaining 4000 men. We don't need too many troops, but all officers must participate. Generals! This war I will You should study more and think more, war is not just war, it is an art, let it integrate into your instinct and blood as soon as possible! In the future Xinyuli, you will have many battles to fight..."

"Obey! My king!" All the generals responded with awe.

"Damn war..." Laka cursed and cleaned out the Helana grass wrapped in the wheels. This was the seventh time he had done this kind of thing today, and before the sun went down, he needed to clean up at least five more times. Second-rate.

"Damn grassland!" Laka muttered, if it wasn't for the third child his wife had just given birth to, or for the golden mark in the governor's hand, he would never, never go deep into this damned place.

The Dothraki Sea has always been a symbol of ignorance, uncivilization, and danger in the eyes of the citizens of the city-state. It is desolate and inhabited, with scarce water sources, and there are groups of wolves and jackals attacking passers-by. There is also the white lion Hera Ka, although its fur can be sold at sky-high prices in the city-state, even the most powerful warrior is not sure that he can retreat unscathed after facing Heraca alone.

Oh, right!There are also the brutal Dothraki, the greedy khal and his khalasar, barbarians who know nothing but plunder, and force the city-state to pay tribute every year with the sword.For this reason, Raqqa, as a member of the city-state, needs to spend an extra silver coin every year.

"A group of robbers! Executioners!" Thinking that he had actually entered the territory of the Dothraki, Rakka couldn't help but his legs went weak, and he felt like urinating, especially this time he was fighting against a powerful Kaa of the Dothraki. .

Fortunately, Laka is just an ordinary transport soldier whose main task is to transport food and does not need to go to the front to fight.

What made him feel even more at ease was that not far from the front of the team, a team of knights in shining armor rode horses, and soldiers from the Trade Federation accompanied the team with weapons and shields on both sides.

"Master Knight!" Laka's eyes showed envy. Once upon a time, he also dreamed of becoming a glorious knight, fighting for the freedom of the city-state with blood and combat skills, and gaining money and status.

However, the reality is cruel. Although the status of knights is not as high as that of Westeros, they have also surpassed the common people in Essos. It often takes several generations of efforts to achieve it.

"I will be able to save enough money when I go back this time. Little York is also old enough to ask the honorable Master Dom with the money to accept Little York as his stable boy."

There was a longing smile on Laka's face, as if he had seen his eldest son wearing handsome knight armor and standing in front of him on a tall horse.

The next moment, an arrow came from nowhere and shot into the neck that was not covered by the knight's helmet, and burst out from the other side with a series of blood foam.

The knight on the horse fell down without a groan.

"Enemy attack!" The shrill shout made Laka tremble all over. He fell to the ground with a grunt, crawled on all fours and got under the wooden cart, tremblingly looking out from the narrow sight.

The horseshoes smashed the grass, the plumes slashed through the air, and the thunderous hooves came from all directions. Rakka heard the knight commander's loud roar, followed by the unique whistle of the Dothraki .

Then there are the sounds of knights sprinting, the clanging of metal clanging, the sound of swords piercing human bodies, howling, horse neighing, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the screams of humans approaching, all kinds of sounds merge together, From high to gradually low, only a faint groaning sound remained.

Rakka hid under the carriage. He closed his eyes and prayed desperately. He prayed to the Lord of Light, to the Blind God, to the God of Love, to the Three Heads, to all the gods he knew.

But fate didn't seem to favor him, and a horsewhip wrapped around his neck pulled him out from under the carriage.

When Laka struggled to raise his head, he saw corpses and blood all over the ground. The metal armor on the corpses showed their once noble identities.

A Dothraki warrior raised his scimitar aloft, and Rakka knelt on the ground shaking into a ball.

"Mumma...forgive me..."

Then he heard someone say something in Dothraki, and the warrior lowered the scimitar held aloft.

A man who looked like a leader came over. The appearance of the man reminded Rakka of the Lazarin slaves in the city-state. However, the sword in this man's hand was covered with blood, and even the Dothraki had to obey his orders.

Aragorn fastened his sword around his neck and said to him in Valyrian, "Soldier, you now have a chance to live."

"Forgive me!" Rakka exclaimed, "Great leader, I am willing to be your slave, as long as you don't kill me."

"I don't need you to be a slave. Liberty Bay never needs a slave. As long as you tell me everything you know..."

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Chapter 34

When the news that another food delivery team was massacred and all the food was engulfed in flames and thick smoke came, Manli finally couldn't sit still.

The opponent's goal is to cut off their food channels. Once the opponent succeeds, with the huge population of their allied forces, the daily food consumption is an astronomical figure, and they may collapse before they reach Slaver's Bay.

The Dothraki grassland is vast and boundless, but that is only for the people of the city-state. The Dothraki scouts are all over the grassland. However, this plan suffered a major blow from the very beginning.

In order to be able to keep track of the enemy's whereabouts, Manli would send out a large number of scouts every day, but very few of them could come back safely, and the news that came back was surprisingly little.

At present, it is only known that the opponent is divided into several groups of rangers to divide and harass. The specific route and number are still unknown.

Ma Enli had a premonition that the number of his side was far greater than that of the opponent, but the enemy surrounded and pressed him, and the coalition forces were like fish swimming in a net, advancing step by step to where the opponent wanted, and finally fell into a deadlock .

In this case, even Manli has nothing to do, although he did not agree with the formation of a huge coalition army in the parliament from the very beginning, because compared with trade and commerce, the people of the city-state are not good at war by nature, and the personnel recruited from the city-state are not good at war. Does not have the qualities that a real soldier should have.

The convoys transporting food were attacked continuously, and Manli had to send more troops to protect the convoy. In this way, although the situation improved, the speed of movement was terribly slow. At last, the whole half month only traveled twenty leagues.

The prairie was full of dangers. Although wolves and lions did not dare to attack the huge army, the dry and sultry climate followed. Many soldiers in the Narrow Sea area fell ill, but could not receive effective treatment.

The soldiers began to feel dissatisfied, especially when the other party changed their strategy again. Night raids and arrow rain began to pay attention to the camp frequently. Many brave soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but died in despicable sneak attacks in their sleep.

However, when they put on their solid armor and charged, they often couldn't even see the figure on the other side.

After more than ten days in a row, the soldiers in the coalition army were already exhausted, and the fear of death hung over everyone's head at any time.

The mercenaries began to flee. This group of dishonest guys were not prepared to fight hard from the very beginning. When the battle went well, they bit and killed like jackals, and wantonly enjoyed the enemy's corpse after victory.However, once the battle goes wrong, they are also the fastest-running group, ignoring loyalty and contracts.

The overseer of the coalition hanged several mercenaries who tried to escape, but that night, the mercenaries of the blood troupe cut the throats of the guards and all fled.

This betrayal of the covenant aroused Marnley's fury, and he sent the most elite cavalry under his command to hunt down the blood troupe, and finally the cavalry brought back their heads.

"It was the Dothraki. They intercepted the blood troupe and killed them all." The knight leading the team threw a blood-stained head in front of Marnley. It was Wag, the leader of the blood troupe. ·Holt, his face still has a ferocious expression before death.

Marnley's face was extremely ugly, which meant that the Dothraki had been wandering around them, and they didn't even notice the mercenary's mutiny.

The destruction of the blood troupe made everyone in the coalition army uneasy, especially the soldiers of the coalition army and the mercenary group were opposed to each other. The seeds of doubt had already been planted deeply, but because of the current situation, they had to temporarily unite.

This fragile union was quickly broken by an accident.

King Sauron personally led the army to attack the food convoy. Although the cavalrymen fought bravely, they still lost their lives under sharp arrows and scimitars. Enemies that are several times larger than your own.

This battle also completely established King Sauron's fierce reputation. More than [-] formal knights with names and surnames died under his sword, and many of them were even the strongest warriors in the major free trade cities. After three moves in his hands, under the peerless swordsmanship, the armor on his body was penetrated like paper, and his life was taken away.

In this battle, the two sides left a total of [-] corpses. When the coalition army arrived, what they saw was a scene of corpses strewn all over the field, food that had been burned to ashes.

Due to the disgraceful escape of the mercenary group and the shortage of food in the middle of the battle, the conflict between the coalition forces broke out completely. Ma Enli was already devastated just by suppressing the daily brawls. He suddenly realized: This war has been a war from the very beginning. mistake.

"This war started by mistake, but it should end in the right way." Soon after, an envoy who claimed to be from Xinyuli met with the coalition commander Manli.

Manli's complexion is very ugly. The hard work of the past few days has made him more and more depressed. His beautiful beard has not been taken care of for more than a week. However, he has no time to care about the beard now, and his eyes are fixed on him. The person in front of him asked, "Messenger! Why did you come?"

"For peace." The envoy in a silk robe said neither humble nor overbearing.

Marnli only found it ridiculous, but his family education since he was a child allowed him to maintain a good upbringing on diplomatic occasions, but he still couldn't conceal the irony in his language: "As far as I know, your master brought war and disaster to Slaver's Bay In the three cities, it is said that there are still carrion birds pecking at the corpses of those who resisted the tyranny every day."

"This is the price that peace should pay." The envoy shouted, with a frenzy on his face that made Manli feel chills, "Besides, they are just parasites riding on the heads of the people. They can't create any value, but Enjoying the most luxurious life in the world and shamelessly oppressing innocent people. My Lord changed all that and brought stability and prosperity to Liberty Bay like never before."

Manli instinctively felt disgusted by the envoy's words, because he was also a member of the ruler in a sense.

He skipped this topic and continued: "The former owner of Slave Bay asked us for help, so the nine free cities brought 15 troops, and we can send more troops at any time. Surrender is your only option. "

The messenger sneered: "As far as I know, your food is only enough for fifteen days. What will your soldiers eat after fifteen days? Could it be the Helana grass that can be seen everywhere here."

"This...how do you know this?" Ma Enli consciously slipped his words the moment he opened his mouth, but the other party's expression did not seem to be blackmailing. He really knew his secret.

Manli was furious. If he knew who leaked such a secret, he would hang him immediately, and even his family would suffer dishonor.

This means that the other party already knows the reality of their own side, and the coalition forces have lost their last hole card.

"What exactly do you want?" Manli asked, suppressing the killing intent surging in his heart.

The envoy bowed and said: "Xin Yuli is willing to sign a peace agreement with you, and the two sides promise each other that they will never invade..."

Chapter 35 War and Peace