Ninety-five, General Oukai's diary.r On January 12, 1996, after I finished my mission to the Kingdom of Cormier and arrived at the golden tent of Khan Timur, just one day later, before I could wake up from the hangover to welcome the banquet, his army set out again from Santilborburg with the morning sunshine, and I have to say that it is a pleasant thing to be able to leave this flesh-and-blooded slaughterhouse filled with the smell of corpse.

Due to the lack of sufficient heavy artillery and combat mages, and air bombing was not very reliable, Khan fought this battle entirely with the sea of ​​people. In order to defeat Queen Xinbu's 40,000 troops, he invested at least two million people, and died 1.7 million to 1.8 million mainly from cannon fodder and meat shields collected from the countries in the eastern part of Feren. The more they died, the more stable the retreat of the Tukan Khanate Expeditionary Force would be, and the more reassuring the Khan would be.[]

After the war, the wilderness of the north bank of the Tys River was filled with blood, and the bodies were piled up into hills. I believe that because of so much fertilizer, the land would definitely become extremely fertile in the future. The Tukan people seemed to have no intention of burying dead bodies. Instead, they forced the prisoners of war to throw the bodies into the water source, and then cut all the prisoners of war who had completed the mission to death, and threw them into the water source. It is still a cold winter that is now dripping into ice, which may not be in trouble. When the spring is warm, a great plague will break out in the entire Tys River basin.

Listen to the descriptions of several members of the Dragon Witch Cult, this is the usual tactic of Tukan nomads to conquer the world. First, use slaughter to eliminate as many people as possible, and then drive some surrendered people to fight with their compatriots. Finally, let corrupt corpses spread all over the field and create a great plague to eliminate the remaining people.

In this way, when all the people die, the original towns, villages and fields will be covered with weeds for them to grazle animals.

I have to say that this is both efficient and Lai Tang's approach, full of anti-civilized evil and crazy temperament... But I like it very much!

One hundred thousand, no, at least fifty thousand arrogant Tukan cavalry winded out from the vast camp around the golden tent, like a long snake crawling out of its nest and heading towards the northwest.

Among them are both gray-haired veterans who have experienced many battles, as well as newcomers who have been on the battlefield for the first time.

Most of their clothes and armor were seized from the battlefield, and they looked very messy. The sunkens and scars obtained from battles were already old and faded, cut and patched, but they still looked colorful in the monotonous winter wilderness.

Behind these cavalry, at least the same number of infantry, holding rows of spears, bows, swords, battle axes, warhammers and a small number of muskets. Part of these infantry came from the poor and bankrupt Tukan free peoples, part of them came from several vassals who were first conquered by the Tukan Khanate, part of them promoted from slaves. Originally, in the camps of Santirburg, there were some infantry provided by allies such as Ser and Naphir, but these newly joined troops were obviously not reliable and could only fight a tailwind, so Timur Khan did not bring them with them.

Behind the infantry is a larger team of auxiliary soldiers, including servants, cobblers, blacksmiths, chefs, veterinarians, grooms, documents and other troops who can be used by all kinds of troops. They are all slaves captured by the Tukan Khanate from all over the world. Because the "noble" Tukan Knights mercilessly forgive them when they broke the city and massacred, these slaves must work to death for their masters with gratitude, and sometimes they have to pick up anything around them that can be used as weapons to fight against the enemy who rushed in. In this way, the masters in a good mood may pardon their slave status, give them a spear, and then stand in the infantry queue in front.

Following the army was followed by the heavy army, filled with various animals such as mules, horses, cattle, llamas and sheep. They can be used to pull carts and carry things, and they can also slaughter and eat meat when there is not enough food. The carriages and ox carts of the brigade were filled with food, feed, ammunition, weapons, tents, blankets and other supplies. More than a hundred heavy bronze artillery were also mixed with the heavy army to set off. Behind the Daozhong Team, there was a team of Tukan cavalry as the rear force of the temple. Some hired thieves could be found behind them. They ran around between the grass and trees to ensure that the enemy's spies would not follow them quietly.

The breeze blew from the treetops on the roadside, not too cold, but brought a fresh atmosphere.

After leaving the battlefield of Santilborg for a distance, the disgusting bloody smell had become very faint.

The long and loud horn sounds spread throughout the army. The spear tips like forests flashed cold light in the sun. The lu beads on the grass leaves on the roadside reflect the sun. The war horses neighed, and the armor jingled from whichever one, this was a powerful and good army.

But the question is, can a strong and war-friendly medieval army conquer a modern civilized country?

Moreover, the larger the army, the slower the advancement speed. I think this army will take a long time to penetrate into the hinterland of the Naiserel Empire.

.r January 13, 1996! Endless Abyss! I finally understood why Timur Khan made a bold statement and declared that he would enter the north within a few days! He had built a huge portal on the military grassland north of Santilburg! From behind the team, from a distance, the huge magic circle that kept flashing with dazzling golden and red lights. Each line was made of fine gold, mitril and gems. Its vastness was as vast as the square.

Khan proudly declared to me that he spent a month and countless gold, silver and treasures to build this portal. As for the size of the portal, it was almost magnificent and wider than many city gates, and the time it could last was probably enough to move a country.

However, although this portal looks very magnificent, I am very worried about the character of the Dragon Witch Cult members who built the portal. I heard that when a civil war broke out on the Japanese archipelago a few years ago, the Dragon Witch Cult, who was involved in it, once built a portal without protection with corners, and deceived more than 20,000 local allies into entering the door, treating them all as consumables. As a result, these poor people were hurt by the turbulence of space and all suffered from unsuccessful radiation diseases. In the end, they died of illness miserably on the eve of the decisive battle.

Although my body is not comparable to ordinary people, I still feel a little guilty about this kind of illness that penetrates my bone marrow.

Therefore, it is best to stay at the end of the team and leave! Especially, you must wait until the engineering mages who built the portals go first.

.r January 14, 1993 Good news! The portal is perfect, and I don’t feel any discomfort after traveling through it, even if I check the body the most meticulously.

Bad news! The other end of the portal is not the dense forests in the north, but a cold and desolate desert, and there is still a few days left to go.

This is a place with a yellow monster. On the left are continuous sand dunes with wind and sand, and on the right are eternal ice. 11. There are endless fresh water outside, but there are few oasis on the edge of the desert, and even a few weeds and cactus are not seen.

According to the guides sent by the Harpist Alliance, the reason why there is no life here is because the climate is too cold and the ice and snow rarely melts. Even if there is too much ice and snow on the mountain, as long as it cannot melt into water, it will not nourish the dry land and let it give birth to vitality.

The desert hinterland, nearly a thousand miles south, has been transformed into pastures and fields by the Nairel people for hundreds of years, and their new imperial capital has been built.

Unfortunately, with the current catastrophe of undestruction, hundreds of years of hard work were suddenly destroyed, and the land once again became a lifeless wilderness of death, which was difficult for caravans and travelers to pass through.

During this day, the army only traveled ten miles. Because it is winter now and is in the extreme north, the daytime has been shortened to about half of the normal situation. If you turn to the other side of Ice 11, it is said to be a flat and smooth ice field like a mirror, it will be a long and dark night all day long.

Dinner was a soup made of bacon and beans. It was so napped that it had been simmered and the meat had been simmered. If you broke a few pieces of cold noodles into it, it was still delicious, but unfortunately the number was a little smaller. There was no prey around, and even Khan himself could only slaughter a few goats and barbecue to eat.

.r1996ps on January 15, 1996ps, the fourth day of the march from Santilborg, the nostalgic sunny day ended, and it started to snow in the morning. At first it was just a light snow, and although it was ice and cold, it could at least move easily. But not long after, the snow became thicker and thicker.

By noon, the wind was getting heavier and the snow was flying all over the sky. The ground in front of the team was completely covered with snow. The horses exhaled with ice, and the hair on their backs was tied into pieces. The infantry following behind turned into a group of snowmen, staggering forward in the knee-deep snow pile. Even though the cavalry of the Tukan barbarians had beards to keep their faces warm, they still felt a little overwhelmed.

The horses and animals were carefully wrapped in hay, but war horses continued to slip in the snow and broke their hooves. This mixed army began to fall apart, and the cavalry, infantry and wheels were disconnected from each other. The artillery with the heaviest load was even further and further in the wind and snow, so that the cavalry behind the temple had to repeatedly urge them to speed a little faster.

.r On January 16, 1996, the snow became more and more violent. The carpenters of Suijun changed some of the carriages into snow troughs, but they still failed to increase the speed. The heaviest mortar cannons had to be buried in this snowy desert. Some of the slaves of Suijun had begun to freeze to death, or were discarded because of their freezing hands and feet. Some people also suffered from snow blindness and could only stagger forward on the shoulders of their companions.

Even when it's time to camp and rest, it's not easy to build a tent and warm your body. The wet tent mixed with ice and snow has become extremely bulky and has to be taken out to build it, and it will be even more difficult to remove it in the morning.

When you go to bed at night, you have to take turns to clean the tent, because if too much snow accumulates on the roof of the tent, it will easily collapse and bury all the sleepers inside.

When eating in the evening, Timur Khan still looked confident in front of the generals, but he began to sigh quietly with a frown on his face. Judging from the marks on the map,

We are still thirty to forty miles away from walking out of this desert, and it takes about two days to march normally. But at this moment, the desert has become a snowfield, and it is hard to say how long it will take to go.

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January 17, 1998.

This afternoon, a terrible disaster finally came! In the midst of the wind and snow, the Spokes passed a wide ice river covered by waist-deep snow. Nothing happened before when the cavalry, infantry and some of the military slaves passed by, but the weight of the Spokes carriage caused the ice layer under the snow to suddenly break, and hundreds of people, horses and vehicles fell into the cold water and were quickly swept away. Even those who tried to save them were swallowed up by the glacier one after another.

A prince of Timur Khan unfortunately fell into the ice river. Although his guards dragged him up before the prince was drowned, the bone-bone ice water still made him look purple and his skin became as pale as milk. The military doctors and priests tried their best to restore his warmth. No matter how many healing potions they poured, they were vomited out, and the healing magic technique was not effective. After trembling for a long time, the poor prince finally fell into a fainting in a high fever and never woke up again.

In order to punish the incompetence of these military doctors and priests, two of them were ordered by Khan to whip a hundred times, and then they recorded their clothes and hung them on the camp gate. In the biting cold wind and snow, they were frozen into hard popsicles after only a few wails.

.rJanuary 18, 1996 Although everyone in the army was praying for good weather sincerely, the weather actually became worse. The violent cold wind slapped on the face, which was even more cruel than a whip. And because his feet were stuck in thick snow all day long, they were as frozen as wood.

The more terrifying problem is that the entire army was cut into two sections by the cracked ice river, and the heavy carriages could not pass behind. The mages of the Dragon Witch Sect explored the scene and announced that they would need at least five days to cast spells to freeze the cracked ice surface into a driving bridge. If you take a detour in the desert downstream, it would probably take more than five days, especially in the harsh environment of wind and snow.

So, after a brief hesitation, Timur Khan ordered the mages of the Dragon Witch Sect to stay and build bridges, and the main force continued to advance.

On that night, due to the loss of dry firewood and wheat straw carried on the rice-heavy carriage, there was no flock of sheep accompanying the army. The ice 11 and the desert could not be found, so the soldiers' camp naturally had no fires to keep warm, and the food could only be eaten cold noodles, or even some raw things.

.r When I woke up on the morning of January 19, 1996, I found that more than 600 soldiers had frozen to death in the camp, and many people still needed amputation surgery, but there were no surgeons.

It is said that some guys who were so cold that they burned their tents desperately.

Because of exhaustion, the horses of the Tukan cavalry began to die one after another. Because yesterday's dinner was not enough, the dead horses were immediately slaughtered and eaten by the soldiers, but the meat was too hard and there was no fuel to cook it. In the end, I used magic to help them boil water and finally made a pot of bloody horse broth.

The wind and snow still did not weaken. The march continued, and the soldiers staggered forward in the heavy snow, slowing down, and then almost wriggled. Many horses died in the cavalry because horses were easy to walk on snowy days, and infantry were lost in hundreds of ways, or simply sat there waiting to die.

In the evening, the wet generals supported each other and walked into Khan's golden tent exhausted. After dinner, they had a fierce dispute over the next step of action. Some people thought they should stop and wait for the baggage team, but Khan still insisted on moving forward lightly, and the soldiers were very fast.

.r On January 20, 1996, the snow finally stopped and the weather finally returned to clear, but the frozen people could not be resurrected.

The entire army is still cold and hungry, without fuel, and lacks food. Countless frozen zombies left a long trace behind us, and then perhaps covered with snow.

The tents, flags and some surplus wooden equipment were cut off to make fire, and used to cook the meat of dead horses, each with only three days of dry food in its saddle or backpack, and there were no one to bring anything, Khan ordered everyone to save food.

Even the most experienced guide could not calculate the direction in this dazzling white snow field, nor did he know where he had walked, or even if there was a mi road... I couldn't help but start thinking about how long these troops could last if they only relied on eating frozen raw horse meat.

Some of the weakest people were left alone because the strongest people had to be guaranteed to arrive at the battlefield, otherwise the expedition would be meaningless.

.r January 21, 1996 The nightmare marches of death finally passed! A city of the Naserer Empire appeared on the horizon ahead!

Although the soldiers who had been frozen to the point of being unconscious still couldn't figure out what city this was, it did not prevent them from longing for the warm houses in the city, as well as the warm food, sweet soju and beautiful women...

Therefore, they were looking forward to a battle, and even if they died here, at least one battle could end the tragedy.

The horn of the attack sounded, and I seemed to have seen the flickering swords, the smoke of gunpowder, the broken limbs and the blood-colored snow...
Chapter completed!