The Silver Crusaders have been going south for nearly half a month.

Their speed is not very fast, about 100 kilometers a day, and they have enough time to rest every day. In addition, the supply of grain and grass in the rear of the army was very sufficient, and the soldiers did not worry about eating and drinking at all, so all the way down, the soldiers basically did not consume their bodies.

Of course, there are also gains, for the recruits, daily marching, camping, scout patrols and other things are excellent exercises, although the veterans look down on the recruits a little, call it fresh fish, but the two sides get together, will also impart some valuable battlefield experience. From time to time, they will also encounter some low-level undead, and fight a few times, so that the recruits can experience the atmosphere of battle.

All of this allows the recruits to quickly familiarize themselves with the real military career.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon of that day, the army reached the border of Quentinshire, and as it was getting late, the army began to camp on the shores of Pearl Lake.

Quentinshire's location is already very south, it is 500 kilometers northwest of the original Blue Water City, and the former capital of Lehman County, Fire Lion City, is less than 400 kilometers west of Quentinshire. And 800 kilometers from Pearl Lake in Quentin County to a 60-degree angle south-west is the fallen Davik Fortress!

It can be said that this place has penetrated deep into the south, and counting the time, it is time for the dark army to react.

Joseph. Martin became more and more serious, and the scouts were sent out early in the morning, twice as many as before, and patrolled farther away, just to prevent a possible sneak attack.

While the whole army was resting, he and several generals discussed the future march arrangements in front of the military map in the commander's tent.

This time, nearly 90,000 soldiers were dispatched, which is already the vast majority of the troops on the Mosalen Bridge, so there are also a lot of generals dispatched, and there are ten generals at the commander level in the camp, including Zacquero, Glewin, Jopuni, Langergo, and so on.

These commanders are roughly divided into two factions, one is the general of the elite team of the Principality of Lehman who originally supported the Blue Water City and the Lakeside Fortress, they were originally the generals of the principality, although they joined the Silver Crusade, but there are always some small bumps in their hearts, and they hug each other unconsciously, this faction is headed by Zacrow, and this Glewin is also a great knight, originally Zaquero's most trusted deputy.

Today, six of the ten commander-level generals are of such origin, and these generals are all from noble backgrounds, have received strict and formal military training, and their personal strength is relatively strong, and their prestige is also high, so they occupy the main position, and they secretly call themselves the aristocratic party.

The other faction is Rollin's cronies, Yopuni, Langergo, etc. are all warriors who have experienced the bloody battle of Vendôme, among which Yopuni is good at tactical strategy, and Langergo is a martial arts genius, to this day, Langergo is already a strong warrior at level 33, and the average strength is two levels higher than other warriors, and there is always an eye-catching play when fighting, and the gap is very obvious.

There were four generals in this faction, in addition to Yopuni and Langergo, the other two, one named Swain and the other named Deens, were also very outstanding young men.

Because Rollin hated the formation of factions in the army, the four generals were not obviously grouped together, but they were of very low origin, because they were young, and their strength was weaker than that of the noble generals of the principality, and they were all diehard loyalists of Rollin. Regardless of their own opinions, in the eyes of the aristocratic party, they were all in one group, and they also gave the four men the contemptuous nickname of the 'peasant army'.

The divisions among the generals are also affecting the soldiers, who are now secretly divided into three groups.

One group is the original elite of the principality, and the other group was born on the island of Fix. There is also a group of recruits, who are ignorant of the disputes in the army, and belong to the grass that falls on both sides, but as time goes on, this group of recruits is also constantly dividing and joining their respective regiments.

Of course, the differences between these two factions have only just emerged, and they are not strict, and everyone has a common goal of fighting against the Dark Legion, so everyone is just a little unaccustomed to each other.

As for Joseph. Martin, this paladin is an absolutely neutral person, powerful and prestigious, second only to Rollin in the Silver Crusaders, and everyone is convinced, which is an important reason why he can become the marshal of this southern expedition.

Joseph. Martin is very clear about the differences in the army, and some small conflicts often erupt along the way, soldiers fight, generals sneer or something, it is all trivial things, and he has always played the role of harmony.

Command camp tent.

Joseph. Martin pointed to the military map, looked around at the generals, and said: "Along the way, we have basically not met a decent opponent, but there is a clear trend, the further south we go, the stronger and denser the undead we encounter, and yesterday there was even a shadow of demons." I think that's almost the end of our expedition to the south. ”

If you go any further, you will fall too deep, and I am afraid that you will not be able to get out at that time.

Zacrow shook his head: "I think we can go further south." There are still 800 kilometers away from Davik Fortress, and if we withdraw now, it will not be able to put substantial pressure on the demon's quartermaster line, and I am afraid that there will not be enough time. ”

Zacrow is the head of the aristocratic party, he studied under the Red Moon Sword Saint, and he is a quasi-saint himself, and he was born into a marquis family in the principality, and everyone obeys.

However, this time, his deputy, Grand Knight Gleving, did not agree with Zacquero's statement, he pointed to the map and said: "We are now very close to Bishui City, and not far to the east of Bishui City is Baiyun City. The last time we retreated north, the undead legions in the lakeside fortress did not repel them. Intelligence shows that although some of the undead in Baiyun City have gone to the Dragon Bone Hill, there are at least ten thousand high-level undead in the city, and there are even demons. If we go further south, once we encounter the dark army on the road, and there are more troops in Baiyun City to cut off our retreat, the situation will become very dangerous! So, I agree with the Paladin, we should retire. ”

Zacrow frowned, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything, a noble general beside him understood what he meant, and said: "I don't think so, there are not many troops in Baiyun City, and our scouts have already reached out for a hundred miles, so it is impossible for them to sneak attack." More importantly, the goal of our trip is to delay the decisive battle of the keel hills, and retreat now, so that the other party will know that it is an illusion at a glance. We're going to have to fight at least a little bit of a fight. ”

"Our soldiers also need a real war grind, not a small fight." Another noble general spoke.

Swain, who was from Fox Island, shook his head: "I'm afraid not." We don't have the ability to go to war now. The training time of the soldiers was too short and the equipment was not very complete. ”

Deens also said: "Before leaving, the marshal instructed that the main thing is to preserve strength, and unless necessary, do not lightly fight with the dark army!" ”

"We need to have a fight now!" A noble general said coldly, looking at Dynes with disdain in his eyes.

"The battlefield shape is ever-changing, and the marshal's orders do not correspond to the shape. When we are out in the field, we have to be adaptable! ”

Speaking of which, there is already a faint smell of gunpowder.

Joseph. Martin knew he had to speak: "Alright! The marshal's order is in the first place, this is our strategic purpose, there is no reason to refute it! Yopuni, tell me what you think. ”

Jopuni was silent until he was named, and he nodded to all the generals present before he spoke: "The marshal means to let us preserve ourselves, but the decisive battle of the Dragonbone Hill is also very important, and it must be delayed for enough time. I don't think we have to go south, just stay on the shore of Pearl Lake for a while, we can retreat or advance, or we can send a small group to the south to test and create some illusion that we are about to go south. This is enough to put the opponent under tremendous pressure. ”

And when he said this, Joseph. Martin nodded: "I agree with General Yopuni's proposal." We'll camp here, stay for a month, and then withdraw! ”

Joseph. Martin was the commander-in-chief, and he had only discussed their own views before, but now that he had clearly set a strategy, the others would be suspected of disobeying the military order if they refuted it, so all the generals nodded in agreement.

The meeting dispersed, and the generals went their separate ways to prepare.

As soon as they came out of the camp, the generals showed their factions very clearly, a group of noble generals, and a group of 'peasant army' of Fix Island.

After walking a little farther, a noble general said to Glewin: "Glei, we have already discussed this matter by continuing to go south, we have to let those peasant troops know our strength, why did you shrink your head?" ”

Zacrow didn't say anything, but he was listening, and to be honest, he was also a little dissatisfied, and the blatant refutation of his opinion by the deputy he relied on so much made him feel gloomy.

Glevin glanced at the other party and said with a little disdain: "I never agreed to go south, why did I discuss it?" ”

He turned his head to look at Zacquero: "Lando, your ideas are extreme, we don't need to show our own strength, our purpose is to fight against the dark army and defeat them!" Nothing else, at least not yet. (Lando, the Zacquero family name, is also the official title)

Zacro's face sank: "I don't need you to teach me. I know what to do! ”

He turned around and walked away with the generals.

"Lando, the Duchy is over, you" Glevin said again.

Zacro's body stiffened, and he replied in a low voice: "But the Grand Duke is still there, and his sons and daughters are also there!" ”

He was loyal to the Grand Duke, always, because he had made a sacred oath, and the Grand Duke treated him well.

Now because of the Silver Crusader, I am temporarily working for Earl Maple Leaf, but it won't last long. He had to think about what would happen after he defeated the Dark Legion. He knew that doing so might affect the overall situation, but there were some things that had to be prepared in advance, and he wanted to use this expedition to gain more prestige in the army.

With that, he turned and left.

Glevin watched Zacrow and the noble generals leave, waiting for the other party to disappear, he shook his head and sighed: "Lando, you are so confused! ”

The battle between light and darkness is a line of life and death, where can such a dispute be tolerated. R1152