Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 185 Pocket Encounter (4)

The rain curtain gradually shrank, but the water vapor it stirred up did not dissipate.

Count Fran stared blankly at the army rushing out of the fog, his eyes widened, and for a moment he thought he was dreaming.

The king and the prince died in battle, the princess is missing, and contact with other lords is cut off. This is the fact that lies before us.

It was not until Viola led her army and passed through Count Fran's sight like a gust of wind that he suddenly realized it.

That's not a dream, it's reality!

The blood-red hair that was beating like the vitality of blood was exactly what he wanted to pursue. Since he was a child, he had listened to his father telling stories about how his ancestors followed the king to fight.

I never thought that this day would come.

The Avarus royal family was never a family that hid behind soldiers and generals to issue orders; no matter what happened, the royal family was always at the forefront.

After all, if the king does not take action, how can his subordinates follow him?
It is this charm of courage and perseverance that has attracted countless people to follow willingly. Even though the country is now in ruins, there are still a large number of lords who are fighting bravely.

They were waiting, waiting for a man with blood-red hair to stand up and lead them to victory again.

The extinguished flame in my heart seemed to be ignited by that ball of red hair.

Count Fran, who was covered in wounds, felt full of strength. He did not feel the severe pain caused by the arrow piercing his shoulder at all, and he flexibly jumped onto the horse.

Raising the sword with a corner knocked off, Count Fran shouted loudly:

"Follow Her Royal Highness! Follow Her Royal Highness! Follow Her Royal Highness!"

Each sound is higher and louder than the last.

The appearance of Viola re-lit the world in Count Fran's eyes, and the gray fog that blocked the future seemed to be torn apart by the sunlight.

The cavalrymen were also inspired and followed Count Fran to charge, just as Count Fran followed the bright red hair.

At this moment, confidence and strength returned to Count Fran. He laughed loudly without any scruples and waved his sword like a madman.

see it!

That is the monarch we follow, she is beautiful, strong, will not be defeated by any difficulties, and will always move forward courageously!
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Unlike Count Fran who was highly inspired, Isaac's mood could be described as gloomy and rainy.

"What? The Third Cavalry can't join up? Weren't they told to get rid of the enemy immediately?"

"It was raining so hard that the Third Cavalry couldn't see the road clearly."

"impossible!"

Isaac held out his hand, and only a little drizzle fell on his gauntlet:

“Is this what you call heavy rain?”

"Um... I'm not sure, but that's what the Third Cavalry reported, and they're temporarily unable to get rid of the enemy due to the heavy rain."

"Where is the Fourth Cavalry now?"

"Just reported that they have shaken off the enemy and are moving towards us."

Finally he heard the good news, but then a messenger came running over, and Isaac's heart skipped a beat.

"Report, the 4th Cavalry encountered an ambush. The enemy has taken control of the valley. Our troops were attacked by rocks and arrows, suffering heavy casualties. The 4th Cavalry requests to withdraw from the battlefield."

"How is this possible? How can the enemy predict my orders?!"

Isaac gnashed his teeth anxiously. Every order he gave to the cavalry was to take into account the idea of ​​circumventing the enemy so that they could meet up with the cavalry. However, no matter how they circumvented the enemy, it seemed to be within the enemy's calculations. "General, what should we do now?"

Yes, what should I do?
The original plan was to drive Count Fran into a desperate situation, so the troops at hand were divided into four groups. Through magical communications and the high flexibility of the cavalry, they were like venomous snakes attacking from all sides.

This plan was made because our own military strength was far greater than that of the enemy. After all, Earl Fran was only here to harass the logistics and brought only 400 cavalrymen. Isaac's troops could be divided into four groups, which could still ensure that each group had more than 300 cavalrymen.

But the plan did not take into account the situation where Princess Viola suddenly appeared, especially since the other party seemed to have figured out their background.

"Tell the 4th Cavalry to retreat, and the 3rd and 2nd Cavalry to shake off the enemy as quickly as possible and rush to join our army. If you encounter the enemy again, immediately retreat and leave the battlefield."

If the scattered troops continue to charge forward headlong, they will probably be divided and surrounded by the enemy. Even if they are not completely wiped out in the end, they will probably not have a good ending.

Looking at the soldiers running off to deliver the message, Isaac looked up at the sky.

Is it possible that there are Viola's eyes in the sky?
The movements of his own army were all seen clearly, and there was a brilliant commander behind the scenes who used the same tactics as his grandfather, annihilating the enemy through driving away and ambushing.

Isaac, who was caught off guard, felt the same way as Count Fran. He was completely unable to use any strength, as if he was being beaten with a sack.

However, Isaac still has one last card to turn over, so it is not time for him to give up yet.

"Come with me, let us capture Princess Viola!"

The First Cavalry Corps below has about 600 people because it is responsible for the frontal combat mission. Isaac's personal guards also have more than 200 people. At least on paper, they are still capable of fighting.

Moreover, Isaac is very confident in his own fighting power. Although he was a little short of strategy today, he has not lost in terms of fighting power!
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"Isaac must have thought, 'I can catch Viola myself!', so..."

Wendy relaxed in front of the sand table. She sat on the chair and even reached out to take the cup of black tea handed to her by her housekeeper, Reina.

"Little did he know that his every move has been under surveillance since yesterday. It is easier to predict the actions of a hot-blooded guy than a fool."

"This is the work of the scout named Hill in Viola's army. Why are you so proud?"

"Of course, because I am the one in actual command."

Although she appeared calm, this was actually Wendy's first time commanding a battle.

She is different from Isaac. The latter was trained to be his successor, but Wendy just followed her grandfather and learned everything by herself.

But Wendy is very talented. She has performed simulations on a sand table at home countless times, dreaming that one day she will be able to command thousands of troops.

Even though it’s on a smaller scale, it’s still a dream come true.

Seeing her so proud, Aoerdai couldn't help but pour cold water on her:
"It's because the Lord told you the enemy's movements."

"Indeed, I am very grateful for your help, Your Excellency."

"If you have time to express your gratitude verbally, why not build a large temple in Qihang City?"

"I have mentioned this to His Highness and my father, but they both disagreed."

The situation in Qihang City is too complicated, and sending people there to preach may not be very effective.

Especially after Viola was assassinated, it is very likely that the followers of the Centipede Lord lurking in Qihang City will target the missionaries.

Therefore, both Viola and Wendy's father thought that it was not suitable to preach until the siege of Sailing City ended.

But Lord Fran's action gave Viola an opportunity, and it was also the first step in her decision to counterattack.

(End of this chapter)