I Will Be The Crowned King

"...All in all, based on the information sent back by the scouts and the observations of the guides, combined with some more obvious landmarks, the position of the sun and the map sign, I can now tell you in a responsible manner, we... ahem, should be leaving Inverted."

In a tent that wasn't too spacious, An Sen, who was sitting in the center of the map table, looked at his corps of officers, and announced the terrible news in as calm a tone as possible.

Obviously, this doesn't help at all.

The officer who understood what this meant was startled for a moment, and then he showed a look of despair and depression. His face was even uglier than the patient who had just recovered from a serious illness but was told that he was just returning to the light.

The dumbfounded clerk froze, not even realizing that he was hit by the tip of the pen on his middle toe; the expressionless Carl looked up at the sky, his face full of confusion as "why am I here".

Those who don't understand are still the same, looking at the guys around who seem to have lost their souls in confusion, unknowingly being shrouded in an atmosphere that is almost desperate.

Yes, only Lisa still doesn't understand what's going on.

"Going backwards?" Lisa winked at Anson:

"But I just saw that fortress, and you said it was from Eagle Point City, right behind us?"

Hearing the girl's words, the officers not only did not feel a trace of happiness, but their faces became even more ugly.

"Cough cough... The situation is roughly like this." Anson quickly raised his hand to interrupt Lisa:

"Almost four days ago, we had to take a detour when trying to avoid the avalanche. Maybe it was because the blizzard was too violent at the time, so no one noticed that we were actually heading west, opposite Eagle Point City."

"The result is roughly that we will go further and further in the next few days. Although we are still relatively close to Eaglehorn City, if we pass through the Dawn Mountains according to the current road, we will be farther and farther away from the fortress, and finally we will completely abandon the fortress. behind."

"So we probably have two choices now." Anson raised his hand to the map and glanced at everyone:

"Either turn back the same way immediately, and try to return to the location where we encountered the avalanche four days ago, and from there, find a way to cross the Dawn Mountains and reach the surrounding of Eagle Point City."

"Or just continue along the current road, first cross the Dawn Mountains, and then find a way to get to Eagle Point City."

The people at the long table fell silent.

In terms of identity, as an officer of the Clovis Royal Army, it is an obligation to carry out the orders with the king and the army boss, and there is no reason to say; the entire army should set off immediately, return as quickly as possible, and rush to Eagle Point City.

Clovis, who relied on war and expansion to build a country, was quite strict in terms of military orders, and overdue was not a crime on the same level as deserting on the battlefield.

The knights and nobles of the dark age can still rely on their military literacy to coerce the king and let themselves go; when the military academy is established and the military rank is formed, only high-ranking officers can enjoy this treatment, and all low-ranking officers are available at any time. Tool man with a lot of alternatives.

If there is no better excuse, dismissal and exile is light, and on-the-spot execution is the norm in this era; the officers who looked at each other thought about it carefully, and felt that "accidentally lost" was still lacking a little persuasiveness.

But as a living person, apart from Lisa, no one was willing to go back and experience the life of the past few days as death.

But of course, you can't talk nonsense like this, because giving opinions means taking responsibility. In this case, of course, it is better to let others be responsible; so everyone shut up and fell into a state of deep thought where you are waiting for me, and I am waiting for you.

"That... can I say something?"

The little clerk suddenly said that when he picked up the pen, he accidentally dropped the folder in his arms; so he opened his mouth and hurriedly packed up the messy pieces of paper.

"Of course." Anson nodded lightly:

"Everyone here can express their thoughts, including you, Alan Dawn."

"I'm not saying I have any thoughts on your proposal, I'm just your secretary, Lord Anson Bach!" The little secretary who was lying on the ground said in a panic:

"I just want to remind you that if the final decision is to go back, we may have to cut down on daily material consumption - especially food and fuel!"

"what?!"

For a moment, everyone stared in astonishment at the little secretary who was still lying on the ground packing up documents.

"Have you run out of supplies?!" Carl was also so frightened that he stood up directly from his chair:

"That's not right, I remember that the amount we brought is enough for two months... It's only ten days!"

"I didn't say that the supplies were used up, I just reminded everyone that the daily consumption must be reduced!" The little secretary emphasized:

"The daily consumption rate of materials, especially fuel, is almost 1.5 to twice as fast as expected before the start of the trip; according to this standard, it is impossible to last for two months; if we want to return to the same path and continue to advance in the snow-capped mountains, we will Daily consumption must be reduced or soon there will be no fuel available!"

The little secretary's words immediately made everyone speechless.

Anson quickly glanced at the faces of everyone at the table, and almost every officer showed a hint of fear.

There is no food or fuel in the icy foothills... just thinking about it is enough to drive you away.

"Absolutely not!"

An officer who had always remained silent suddenly said:

"Never cut the supply of food and fuel! Now the nearly eight-hour daily trip alone has filled the soldiers with grumbling; the reason no one complains is simply because the cold and exhaustion make them too weak to complain. no."

"If you suddenly announce that you will cut fuel and food at a time like this, and let them sleep in tents starving and freezing, I'm afraid that the moment the order is given, there will be an immediate mutiny!"

The voice fell, and everyone present almost immediately changed color.

"So, do you support crossing the Dawn Mountains first, Major Fabien?" Anson looked up at the officer and said.

Fabien Bass, a former major officer in the Guards; Anson was impressed by his attitude towards himself and Lisa when he visited with another Guards officer to investigate .

It is said that he collided with the thugs in the first wave of the old wall street during the riot. After narrowly escaped, relying on connections and bribes, and with the help of friends, he finally avoided the end of unemployment due to the collapse of the Guards; Joined the Southern Army and became an infantry commander under his command.

Considering that he spent a lot of money but ended up climbing the snowy mountains like himself, it's hard to say which is more miserable than unemployment; anyway, if Anson had such a good friend, he would definitely cut off contact with him immediately.

"Do not."

Major Fabian changed the conversation and looked at Anson firmly: "I firmly support your order, Deputy Commander Anson Bach!"

"If you order us to turn back or move on, as the commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment, I will do my best to implement the order; if a soldier tries to make a commotion, I will be the first to pick up a rifle to suppress the rebellion!"

Some unswerving and extremely loyal words suddenly changed the atmosphere in front of the long table.

"Well said! I also firmly support the deputy commander's order. I will do what the deputy commander says!"

"Yes, I thought so too!"

"Yes, yes, yes! The most important thing at this time is to unify opinions. I firmly support the opinions of the deputy commander!"

Under the leadership of Fabian, the officers also began to pat the table to show their loyalty. One was louder than the other, and every blushing face seemed to wish to engrave "loyalty" directly on the forehead.

The smiling Anson looked from one end of the long table to the other, nodding lightly at everyone in relief.

Well... it's all a bunch of **** trying to get others to blame.

"Since everyone supports my opinion, let me share my opinion." Anson slapped the table and stood up, pulled out his bayonet and pointed to the map behind him:

"First of all, what is the mission of our lone army in this war?"

Everyone in the tent looked at each other and was silent for a few seconds.

"Interrupt the retreat of the Ysel elf defenders in Eaglehorn City, and harass the possible reinforcements of the Southern Seven Cities Alliance; assist the main force of the Southern Legion to capture Eaglehorn City."

Just when Anson was about to "reveal the answer", Major Fabian suddenly spoke calmly.

"well said."

Anson took a deep look at the former guard officer and pointed the bayonet at the location of Eagle Point City:

"Then the question is, if we turn back now and force our troops to the fortress, can we complete this task?"

"I personally don't think it can be done - that conclusion is based on three facts."

"First, even if we return to the original road, we cannot ensure that we can reach the fortress in the shortest time; secondly, even if we reach the fortress, with the current state of our two thousand people, there is no combat capability at all; thirdly, we Now I know almost nothing about the situation of the Southern Seven Cities Alliance, and I don't even know how many enemies there are, let alone 'harassment'."

"Based on these three points, I oppose turning back on the same path; moving forward may not be the best option, and it may also cause delays in fighter planes; but it is better than letting an army without combat effectiveness, under the premise of no preparation, Unexpectedly thrown into an encounter."

"That's a disaster!" An Sen said coldly, "Crack!" He smashed the bayonet on the long table:

"Now... does anyone have an objection?"

Impossible to have at all.

Just as Ansen's voice fell, there was a faint sigh of relief in the room; obviously, the officers were also worried that the deputy commander would be unwilling to take responsibility for his official position and rank, and insisted on returning.

"Since there is no, then this resolution is passed."

An Sen, who glanced at everyone, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and turned his eyes to the little secretary aside: "Have you written it all down?"

"Remember it."

Alan Dawn nodded seriously, and the pen in his hand was still quickly recording:

"At 10:33 on April 12th, at an interim military meeting, all officers of the army unanimously passed a resolution to refuse to return and continue to cross the Dawn Mountains along the current road."

When the voice fell, the expressions of almost all the officers changed slightly, only Fabian was calm and his expression remained the same.

"This is a new measure I learned from the deacon meeting in charge of banking affairs when I was working for the Church of Order." Anson chuckled:

"From today onwards, every meeting in the future will be recorded, so that who is responsible when something goes wrong and what kind of opinions have been reached will be clear at a glance."

You guys all want me to take the blame for the dregs, I didn't expect to have this hand... Anson looked at everyone seriously:

"Since all of us have decided to move on, we must be prepared to face one of the most powerful countries in the Southern Seven Cities Alliance, the Grand Duchy of Thun - Ellen, introduce this country a little."

"Oh, okay!" The little secretary quickly got up and looked at the eyes staring at him with some anxiety:

"But Lord Anson Bach, the subjects I specialize in are not history and geography. The knowledge about the Southern Seven Cities Alliance is only temporary, and I only know a little bit of fur!"

"It doesn't matter." Anson waved at him:

"Don't be nervous, just say what you know."

"okay then…"

The little secretary took the bayonet handed by Anson and walked to the map, trying his best to make himself look taller:

"The Grand Duchy of Thun is located in the northern and easternmost parts of the entire southern Qicheng Alliance. For the past 100 years, it has been one of the most powerful and well-prepared countries in the Seven Cities Alliance. Due to its geographical location, the Grand Duke of Thun has always had The title of 'Hantu Gatekeeper'."

"The Grand Duchy has a total of four territories, which belong to the Grand Duke's relatives and the capital, two offshoots of the Grand Duke's family, and an important supporter of the Grand Duke with elven blood; the population of the country is about two million, and it relies on trade and plantation economy every year. , the income is about three million gold coins."

"The total strength of the national army is about 20,000 people, most of which are defenders responsible for guarding the capital city and fortresses, scattered in various places; the main force is a 6,000-strong Grand Duke's Guard, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com; but if there is a war Outbreak, this number can at least triple."

"The Grand Duchy of Thun has seven fortified fortresses for garrisoning, and each is connected to a road; but these fortresses are all located on the frontiers; once we cross the Dawn Mountains and enter the Grand Duchy's territory, we are the first to stand in the way. The fortress is only the Golden Stone City as the capital, and there will be no obstacles along the way."

"Because the climate is relatively cold in the border territory of the Grand Duchy near the mountains, there are very few plantations of commercial crops, but there are a large number of orchards that are more cold-resistant such as wheat, oats, various seasonal vegetables and apples, which can be 50,000 to 100,000. Human armies provide more stable logistics as they pass by."

Speaking of this, the little secretary suddenly paused and looked at Anson with apologetics: "I'm very sorry, Lord Anson Bach; the incident happened suddenly and time was tight, so I only know a little bit."

The whole place was silent.

"very good."

In the silence, An Sen stood up expressionlessly and looked at the crowd:

"Now that we all know a little bit, prepare to make a battle plan."