Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 183 Pocket Encounter (2)

The 648th year of the Demon King Calendar.

Late June, morning.

On a hillside about five kilometers away from Count Fran, a team of two hundred cavalrymen were strolling leisurely.

Compared with Count Fran's misery, they seemed much happier. Many of them had cheese sent by nearby farms, and some even had time to complain about the rain that was getting heavier.

But unexpectedly, the general leading them was a young man less than twenty years old.

The bright silver armor coupled with his tall stature made him look majestic wherever he stood, and his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes made him look even more handsome.

His name is Isaac, and he is the grandson of the Tiger of the Kingdom.

At a young age, he was already skilled in archery and horse riding and had outstanding martial arts. He had been familiar with military strategies by his grandfather's side since he was a child. He had already followed his grandfather to the battlefield at the age of 13, and even joined the vanguard to lead the charge at the age of 15. Although he is a little immature now, he will surely become a powerful general in the future.

"Report, Count Fran's team is five kilometers away from us and is heading west of the World Spine Mountains."

"West side? Oh, you are looking for the weakness of our encirclement."

To the west is the headquarters of the Subia Demon King's army. Going in this direction is purely for surrender. According to Count Fran's character, he is more likely to find a gap to break through.

But unfortunately, Isaac had already anticipated this.

He took out a waterproof map made of whale skin from his arms, glanced at it and said:

"Let the third team drive them from the side. There is no need to catch up with them. Our encirclement will soon be formed."

The messenger passed Isaac's order to the magician accompanying the army, who then used it as a radio to notify other nearby teams.

The Subia Demon Kingdom really didn't take Count Fran seriously at the beginning. If he stayed in Half Moon Castle honestly, at least he would not be touched before the capture of Qihang City. Count Fran would have plenty of time to consider whether to surrender.

But he didn't know how to appreciate it and came to harass the logistics supply lines of the Subia Demon Kingdom's army. Although the damage caused was minimal, it felt like a toad jumping on your feet. It doesn't bite people, but it disgusts people.

So the Tiger of the Kingdom sent his grandson to solve the problem, probably with the idea of ​​training Isaac.

Isaac has military talent, which is not only reflected in his personal strength. But he is young after all, and he has some inherent problems of youth, such as impulsiveness, ambition, and not thinking carefully.

Although he is still the same tiger, the Tiger of the Kingdom is really old and must pull up the next generation before he goes to the grave.

The encirclement and suppression of Count Fran is a good training opportunity.

However, although the Tiger of the Kingdom recognized his grandson's military talent, he still made a detailed and thorough plan.

Every time Isaac opened the map and saw the densely packed instructions his grandfather had left on it, he would feel that he was indeed far behind. It was hard to believe that such a meticulous plan was made in just a moment's time.

And Count Fran's military talent was obviously not as good as his domestic policy talent. Even the plan that the Tiger of the Kingdom found time to make was completely invisible to him, and he jumped in like a silly sheep.

"General, what shall we do after we capture Count Fran?"

"I know you don't want to go back so soon. Don't worry, I've thought about it."

Isaac folds the map:
"We will take Earl Fran to Half Moon Fortress. I believe that the Earl, who is loved by the common people, will become the key for us to enter the fortress."

The cavalrymen following Isaac became excited when they heard this.

It has been nearly three months since the siege of Qihang City began, and the soldiers have almost forgotten what wine tastes like. Once they capture Half Moon Fort, they will definitely be able to relax.

"But General, this heavy rain doesn't seem normal. According to the civilians nearby, it wouldn't rain this hard even in the rainy season." "It's just a little rain. As a soldier of the kingdom, how could you be scared by a little rain?"

Isaac didn't take it too seriously, but the cavalryman who had just reminded him seemed a little thoughtful.

Before coming here, the old general specifically instructed that if they encountered any strange places, they should immediately ask Isaac to come back.

But if you think about it carefully, it's just that the rain was a little heavier, so it shouldn't be anything strange, right?
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the other side--

Lord Fran took off his arm armor, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow that pierced his arm through the gap in the armor, and blood gushed out along with the rain.

The cavalrymen under his command poured powder on him, but it soon turned into a sticky mass under the rain.

They had just encountered the cavalry of the Subia Demon Kingdom. The heavy rain blocked their view. Count Fran didn't know how many people there were on the other side, but he knew that if they stayed there too long, more and more reinforcements would arrive, and he would be unable to escape even if he had wings.

So he led his men to fight and retreat, and took advantage of the increasingly heavy rain to successfully shake off the enemy.

"No, I didn't get rid of them. They didn't chase me."

After casually bandaging the wound, Count Fran finally realized this.

The cavalry is very mobile, and even if you use another cavalry to chase them, it is very difficult to actually stop them, after all, there is no absolute advantage in numbers.

The terrain on the southern foot of the World Spine Mountains is complex, and the heavy rain is blocking the view. If the horses run around randomly, accidents can easily happen, so the enemy did not pursue with all their strength.

But Count Fran did not think that the other side intended to let him go. He realized that he was like being driven and guided to a certain place, a place suitable for encirclement, which could not only prevent him from running away but also allow the cavalry to play a role.

The enemy's goal is not to destroy this cavalry that harasses the supply line, but...

I!
Count Fran, who realized it belatedly, stood up and mounted his horse. He looked around with wide eyes.

Nearby is a shallow ford in the Solhan River. In order to block the connection between Half Moon Fort and Sailing City, the enemy built a dam on the river, which caused the water level of the Solhan River to drop. The water level in summer is almost the same as that in the dry season in winter.

At this time, Earl Fran was located on the foreshore exposed by the lowered water level, with the Spine of the World Mountains behind him and undulating mountains on the east and west sides.

This is the perfect pocket!

"All troops, mount your horses! It's not safe here!"

——Woo!

A loud horn sounded from the valley. Count Fran looked back and saw black cavalrymen breaking through the mist brought by the rainstorm and charging towards them like visitors from hell.

It was too late to turn around and launch a counterattack at this time. A war horse is not a car and its acceleration is not that fast. It needs a long distance to accelerate to the charging speed.

And in the mist, it is impossible to see how many people there are.

Count Fran's first reaction was to take his men and run away, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

run?
Where are you going?

The country I loved so much no longer exists. Even if I return to Half Moon Castle, how long can I hold on?
The fire in his heart had almost gone out, leaving only a pile of faintly glowing ashes.

But this pinch of ashes can still burn the invader's hands!

(End of this chapter)