[Jinghu County]

[Outside of Green Valley Town]

Far away from the lush green Meng Mountain, the terrain becomes flatter and flatter.

Major Ald Felt stood on the mound beside the road, his eyes stretching along the dry road. The town of Green Valley, with green walls and red tiles in the middle of the valley, was vaguely visible.

Beside him, six brigades composed of the "Sixth Army" and the "Xinken Land Legion", a total of more than 3,000 soldiers were marching towards Green Valley Town.

Major Felt looked at the town of Green Valley in the sunset, and the uneasiness that had been lingering in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The quiet and peaceful valley town in the eyes of others is like a bloody mouth of a beast in Felt's eyes, waiting for the prey to enter the trap.

The reason why Ald Felt feels this way is not because the journey from Maichu to Green Valley is not smooth.

On the contrary, since he walked out of Maiqiu Town and headed to Lugu Town, the small rebel light cavalry that was intimidating disappeared overnight.

It seemed as if an invisible giant hand waved lightly to wipe the rebel cavalry off the canvas. Felt's troops were never harassed again, and the road was calm from Maiqiu to Green Valley.

Honorary officers at all levels were overjoyed, and the spirit of the soldiers at the bottom was also greatly boosted.

After all, the situation of "whoever urinates on the side of the road" puts everyone under tremendous pressure; in contrast, although it is tiring to march, it is at least not worried about life.

But Felt couldn't laugh at all. He subconsciously touched the newly scabbed wound on his cheek - it was a commemoration left by a small group of fierce rebel cavalry.

...

At that time, the other party jumped out of the backscene surface of the dirt mound next to the road without warning, and rushed straight towards Felt like lightning.

Because the other party rode the captured military horses and wore the outfits of his own light cavalry, everyone, including Felt, did not have time to react at the first time.

By the time Felt came to his senses, more than twenty rebel cavalry had rushed to him.

The soldiers around him scattered, and Felt rolled off his horse in a panic and hid among the soldiers to escape. The cut that had just been scabbed on his face was left at that time.

Felt's entourage was not as lucky as him, and together with the two honorary officers present, they were all killed in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, the rebel cavalry was not only fierce, but also more decisive. The rebel cavalry led by the leader blew a whistle when he failed to hit the attack, and more than twenty rebel cavalry immediately fled away.

When the light cavalry in the middle rushed to rescue, the figures of the rebel cavalry had already disappeared behind the hillside.

...

Recalling the thrilling scene, Major Felt unconsciously reached out to touch the wound on his face.

Although the rebels' "throat-sealing sword" failed, the shadow left on Felt's heart was not small at all.

The hard scab covering the wound not only reminds Felt: his enemies are cunning, fierce, decisive, without hesitation when drawing the sword, and never dragging on the mud when collecting the sword. They are not at all the end of the propaganda of the Great Parliament and vulnerable rebels.

It also gave Felt a deeper understanding of the meaning of "the Palathu cavalry who came and went like the wind".

The completely different natural and cultural environments have shaped the art of war.

In the past, the Duke of the Mountains, today in the United Republic, the war took place outside the bastion, in the trenches, on small polder fields between the fortified towns and fortified towns.

Therefore, the military of the Union Province is good at defending the city, siegeing the city, and is skilled in local work, and is accustomed to short-distance maneuvers between the two cities.

In the second half of the sovereign war, it was precisely the fortified fortifications that the Union Province finally blocked the crazy emperor who was in charge of the expedition, ensuring that Paratu and Venetta were not affected by the war and finally won.

However, in the vast Paratu - especially in the newly reclaimed land with extremely low development, the war was carried out in endless plains, endless hills and towering forests.

There are large wastelands between villages, and towns are far away. The journey from the Xilin Province to Fengshicheng alone is longer than the journey from north to south across the Union Province.

"Speed! Speed! Speed!" Major Felt sighed consciously: "An army lacking speed and lacking mobility can only be beaten everywhere in Paratu!"

Major Felt vaguely regretted taking on the task of leading half of the legion to fight, and his ambition to make achievements was also diluted by the looming threat.

He did not believe that the enemy would give up the advantage of cavalry numbers and allow him to pass through the road between Maichul and Green Valley without being harassed.

Moreover, Felt was sure that the enemy's cavalry had not withdrawn, because although the harassment of the small rangers stopped, his own light cavalry was still suppressed.

As long as the light cavalry under his command dares to escape from the field of vision of his large troops, they will never appear on the horizon again.

The messengers sent by Felt were like mud cows entering the sea and never returned, while the messengers of Bazenaur and Maple Stone City never appeared again since the day before yesterday.

In the past, whenever he encountered difficulties, Felt often turned to logic.

But this time, his logic gave an answer that he was unwilling to accept:

Since the enemy cavalry can still firmly suppress their cavalry, it proves that they still have the ability to "weak their troops using uninterrupted harassment"; they clearly have this ability but do not use it, and ignore the possibility that the opponent's commander is an incompetent and foolish person, then there is only one reasonable answer left-the enemy commander has planned to stop the harassment of the tired enemy.

"The other party doesn't want to slow down my marching speed." Felt thought to himself: "Not only that, he is eagerly waiting for my arrival."

Thinking of this, Felt looked at the town of Green Valley surrounded by farms and orchards. He felt that the town on the surface was actually full of murderous intent. Even the farmlands in the distance were startled by a series of birds, which seemed like a sign of the enemy's presence.

Felt looked at his troops again: near, the soldiers carrying weapons took big steps and followed the people in front of them silently; far away, the spear tips of the spear floated above the wheat ears.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, Felt doesn't need to read it at all, the full picture of the marching column is already in his mind:

The six brigades had a total of thirty-six 100-man teams, arranged in sequence on the road; three brigades were in the front section, three brigades were in the back section, and the baggage carriages were protected in the middle section; although he had ordered the 100-man team to advance in the smallest eight columns, the size of the troops caused the marching column to inevitably extend two kilometers, pulling the formation of the entire army into a long strip.

As for the enemy?

According to the notice obtained by Felt, the main enemy forces had bypassed Qingyin Pass and headed to Bazenaur from Qingmeng Town and Changhu Town to "seek to engage in a main battle with the Xinkendi Expeditionary Army"; between Fengshi City and Jinghu County, the enemy only had some independent light cavalry troops, with the purpose of "surveillance of our army's movements in Fengshi City and Vorne County", "creating the illusion that the main enemy forces are about to attack Fengshi City" and "intercept the communication between Colonel Saner's troops and Fengshi City".

Until he left Maichurch, the enemy's performance was consistent with the information known to Major Felt.

Although small groups of raids are hard to defend against and seriously damage the morale of the troops, it also proves that the enemy is very small and lacks the ability to launch a frontal offensive.

However, the extremely calm journey from Maichu to Green Valley made Major Felt smell something wrong.

However, what made Major Felt more anxious than the enemy's movements was his own subordinates.

The half of the "Sixth Army" led by Major Felt first traveled from Xilin Province to Xinkendi Province, and only had a short rest in Fengshi City for one night, and then headed towards Jinghu County without stopping.

The marching of days has seriously consumed the soldiers' physical strength and will, and the soldiers urgently need rest.

However, the situation of the war could not allow them to rest. The Felt army must occupy the Qingyin Pass as soon as possible, cut off the rebels' retreat, and ensure that no rebel officer was escaped.

If the prey that had fallen into the trap escaped, Ald Felt, who had finally gained the opportunity to make meritorious service, could pack his luggage and wait to return to the Union Province to write the war history.

Felt couldn't help but feel a little depressed. If it weren't for the unfavorable conditions, he would have been confident that he would face any enemy head-on.

But he quickly cheered up again - from ancient times to the present, generals and commanders have always overcome all kinds of adverse conditions to win.

"Blow the trumpet." Major Felt ordered: "Stop the march and order all officers to come to my meeting."

The long marching column walked forward for a while because of "inertia".

Officers at all levels rode their horses and rushed from all parts of the column to the mound where Major Felt was located.

Among all the officers, only six "captains" were from the Land Academy and were all graduates of the 22nd class who had just returned to China.

The remaining thirty-four "centurion" were all honorary officers appointed by the Grand Parliament - if it weren't for two being attacked on the road, there would have been thirty-six.

Green Valley Town is right in front of you, but the soldiers are not in a hurry. They rarely have a rest. They all seized the time to rest on the spot.

On the contrary, the officers were impatient. As soon as they summoned all the staff, someone couldn't wait to ask: "Lukuya Town is so close, major, why are the troops stopped now?"

The question was about an honorary officer. Major Felt sighed and asked, "Did you not realize that the enemy has not harassed us as much as before all day today?"

"That's...they're retreating?" asked the young honorary officer.

Two captains picked up their arms impatiently.

Major Felt was very tolerant. He patiently explained to the novice officer: "The light cavalry who operates independently will not retreat easily. Their duty is to cover the battlefield. The more we move forward, the greater the resistance they should give us. Today is too quiet, a little strange."

The honorary officer who asked the question stopped talking.

"Do you think?" a captain asked in a deep voice: "They did not make any movement today, are they concentrating their troops and want to take a gamble?"

Major Felt nodded: "There is no reasonable explanation other than that."

The air became solemn, and the honorary officers suddenly felt that the evening breeze became cold.

Major Felt changed his tone and smiled and said, "But don't forget that we are a large army that cannot be underestimated. As long as we don't lose our own way and want to eat us, we must first see if they have any teeth."

The atmosphere eased a little, and someone laughed quietly in cooperation.

Felt looked at Green Valley Town in the sunset, and gently tapped the hilt of his sword with his fingertips: "Our communication has been staged. None of the communication messengers sent to Green Valley Town have returned; the communication cavalry regularly sent back from Bazenaur has not appeared again in the past few days. The worst plan - Green Valley Town and even the Qingyin Pass may have fallen. The rebels will not sit idly by and watch the rear road be cut off. If they want to stop us from controlling the Qingyin Pass, then Green Valley Town is their last and best chance."

Several captains nodded in agreement.

"So we are not in a hurry to enter Green Valley." Major Felt waved his hand: "Send a team of light cavalry to Green Valley to find out the situation before talking. The captain stays and the centurion goes back to prepare. If nothing unexpected happens, we will camp outside Green Valley tonight."

"yes!"

Three light cavalrymen were sent to Green Valley Town, and their figures were speeding between the wheat fields and branches, and soon they reached the high walls of Green Valley Town.

The gate rose and the three cavalrymen were released.

After a while, the gate rose again, and three cavalrymen ran out again, rushing back to Major Felt's temporary command post.

"Sir." The cavalry led by the leader reported in a state of sweating and joy: "There are no enemies in Green Valley!"

Major Felt did not comment and asked lightly: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!" The captain of the light cavalry patted his chest and sweared: "The old mayor said that there was still a group of rebels in Green Valley until yesterday, but they all retreated during the day. It must have been heard that we were coming, so we were scared away!"

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Major Felt frowned: "Removed? Where did you retreat?"

"Retreat to Qingyin Pass!" The leader of the Light Cavalry pointed at Qingyin Mountain in the distance, and he retelled vividly: "The old mayor said that the rebels not only took away all the supplies stored by the army, but also shaved all the food and grass in the town! The carriages were all loaded high and walked one by one, and it took a whole morning to complete it!"
To be continued...