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Chapter 91 I said: The high-level rider is wise!
Chapter 92 I said: The high-level rider is wise! (Thanks to sadxw for the alliance leader)
Good morning, Guilliman.
As always, Zhou Yun arrived at the Marcus Guilliman mansion and sat down in front of the mirror.
The mirror reflected Zhou Yun's figure faintly, as if Zhou Yun was not talking to the boy behind the mirror, but to himself.
Good morning, teacher.
What are we going to learn today?
"Is there anything else in Angron that I can help with?"
Zhou Yun was slightly taken aback when he heard the voice coming from behind the mirror.
It's not the same anymore.
This child has changed.
If I had to describe it, before this child was like a pure human-machine interface, but now it's starting to feel more like a living person.
"There's something I'd like to ask for your opinion on regarding Angron."
"Do you remember the map of the area around Daisia and the whole of Nuseria?"
Zhou Yun looked at the mirror in front of him and asked.
The map of Nuseria also appeared in his own mind.
Nutheria is a complex environment with both dense forests and high mountains, both seas and wilderness, and numerous city-states.
Dicia is nominally the head of all the city-states, and Super is nominally the chief high-ranking rider and head of the War Council of Nuseria, but this is only nominal. Dicia does not actually control the city-states.
Many city-states, while nominally submitting to Dicia and respecting Supera's authority, formed new alliances to compete with Dicia.
For example, the Coastal Alliance, centered on the city-state of Sharp and composed of numerous city-states along the Nuseria coast, is one of Diya's main competitors today.
"Now, we've escaped Daisy and are temporarily hiding in the mountains near Daisy, but where should we go next?"
"It's heading north, continuing deeper into the mountains, hiding among the peaks."
"Or should we head south, deeper into the coastal region, and enter the Coastal Alliance's sphere of influence?"
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...Cough cough! Lasita felt his lungs burning.
She felt as if two forces were tearing at her body, one causing cells to die continuously, and the other causing cells to heal themselves continuously...
"Aaaaaah!!!"
She ripped off the cables that were clearly monitoring her physical condition from her chest and struggled to sit up in bed.
"General Lasita?" The doctor who was watching over Lasita was startled by Lasita's reaction and rushed forward to stop him.
But Lacita grabbed his wrist and pulled him close to her.
Lasita's brown face with prominent veins drew closer to the terrified doctor.
"Where is the Great Prince...?"
"I'll go tell the Great King that you've woken up." The doctor hurriedly broke free from Lasita's hand and rushed out of the room.
Lasita, panting heavily, leaned against the bed, observing her surroundings.
This is the Great King's bedroom.
Lasita immediately realized that she was lying in the Great Khan's palace, and even in one of the Great Khan's private rooms.
She couldn't help but smile slightly.
The great king was adept at expressing his high regard for his loyal subjects in various ways.
Even knowing it was a deliberate performance and that it was the Great King's way of governing his subjects, Lasita still felt even more infatuated with the Great King.
She reached out and brushed her hair, which was stuck to her forehead, with one hand.
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"...This?" Lasita looked at her two hands in bewilderment.
She clearly, clearly remembered Anglong smashing her arm into a bloody pulp with that brass block, how could this be...?
There is only one thing that can heal this level of damage.
Panacea.
"You have recovered very well." Lord Supra's voice rang out at this moment. The blond monarch, who was not very tall, stood in the doorway and smiled at Lasita.
"My Lord, how can I repay you for this?" Lasita took a deep breath and said with a bitter voice.
"Loyalty is the best reward, and you have already proven your loyalty."
Supra paused here.
"If you want more in return, then don't have any weird ideas about me."
Lasita looked away, feeling a little guilty.
Supra smiled helplessly.
"Where are the gladiators? Where is Angron? Where is Zhou Yun? Have they been captured?" Lasita changed the subject.
Supra walked over to Lasita and sat down in front of Lasita's bed.
"They escaped."
Supra shook his head and said, "Zhou Yun and Anglong somehow found a weak point in the city wall and smashed it open to escape."
"They joined up with the gladiators, escaped from the city of Daisia, and slipped into the mountains near Daisia, then headed north, trying to sneak into the mountains."
"Deapak, fearing my wrath, led the Free People's Legion, the Eye of the Worm, and some high-ranking riders in pursuit."
"Heading north to the mountains?" Lasita seemed to have heard something incredible. She jumped out of bed and paced anxiously back and forth in the room.
"What's wrong?" Supra frowned as he looked at Lasita's reaction.
"My Lord, among the gladiators, there is a commander far superior to me, and nine times out of ten it is that Zhou Yun... That bastard is simply a god of war incarnate; every step we have taken so far has been within his predictions."
"How could a general of his stature venture deep into the mountains?"
"The mountains can indeed shake off our pursuit, but as long as we block the mountain passes, we can trap the gladiators in the mountains. Since resources are scarce in the mountains, the gladiators will never be able to truly become a force to be reckoned with, and will never be able to truly threaten us... Moreover, once the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, they will inevitably suffer from famine."
"If I were Zhou Yun, I would head straight south and attack the wealthy Coastal Alliance, for only there can they survive and thrive in the long term."
"But in doing so, they will be drawn into a war with the Coastal Alliance—" Supra said, realizing his mistake halfway through his sentence.
"My lord, would a general like Zhou Yun fear war? War is the breeding ground for him, and war will also temper the gladiators, turning them into a true legion." Lasita exhaled deeply.
"So what are they doing now?" Supra also stood up.
"Their southward march is undoubtedly aimed at capturing a small city-state as their first base."
"If we keep pursuing them, we will leave them vulnerable to attack from both sides during the siege, caught between the city walls and our army... Zhou Yun will not make such a mistake."
"There's only one possibility for him to be deep in the mountains now: he's luring our troops, trying to defeat our pursuing forces first, and then heading south."
"My lord, I need to see the map." Lasita rushed out of the room, with Supra following closely behind.
The two entered the meeting room and looked at the map hanging on the wall.
Traces of the last war council are still visible on the map, which roughly marks the direction in which the gladiators fled and the direction in which Deepak's army pursued them.
"...Sir, look here. This is Lake Western Meno. There are mountains on the north side of the lake, and there is only a narrow plain between the mountains and the lake. It gets narrower from west to east, and at its narrowest point, only three or four people can pass side by side."
Fog rose from Lake Simeno, crashing against the mountains to the north and accumulating on the narrow plain between the mountains and the lake, blurring the vision of Free National Army Commander Flami.
"...idiot high-level rider." He muttered under his breath as he rode his horse.
The dense fog made him feel a little uneasy, and the damp, cold air made him even more uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, those damned high-ranking riders are currently huddled in their warm tents...
Having risen from a commoner to such a high position, Flami had long understood that complaining about his treatment to the high-ranking riders was pointless.
He could only endure it...
Just then, he heard the sound of horses' hooves.
Flammy perked up slightly, looked up into the fog, and saw the scouts' figures appearing in the mist.
"General." The scout leaned close to Flami and whispered his findings to him.
Flammy nodded slightly and spurred his horse into the depths of the army formation.
Before the tent woven with silver and gold threads and edged with jewels, Flammy dismounted, spat twice on the horse's hooves, and then stepped into the tent.
The tent was clearly light and thin, but the inside was warm and dry, as if it were a different world from the outside. It must have been a creation of the First Kingdom.
Flammy saw the true commander of this expedition, the gladiator, a member of the Council of Grand Lord Supra, "The Worm" Deepak.
The obese man, dressed only in a thin gauze, lay on the sofa, embracing two equally white and plump women... those two women were his favorite concubines.
Flami missed Lady Lasita more and more; at least Lady Lasita wouldn't take her male lovers with her to war.
"My lord, the scouts have found the gladiators. They are to the east, at the end of this narrow plain, where the lake meets the mountains, and they have set up camp to rest," Flammy said, kneeling on one knee before Deepak with his head bowed.
"Now that we've found them, why don't we hurry up and kill them?" Deepak raised his eyes, his fat, short fingers wriggling over his concubine's body.
"...Sir, now might not be the time," Flammy said. "We'd better wait until they finish their rest and leave their current position before giving chase."
"You want to let them escape?" Deepak's voice was sharp and displeased.
"No, sir, the flat area between the lake and the mountain is too narrow. The gladiators, numbering only a few hundred, can still pass through."
"But we brought several thousand men this time, and our army simply couldn't cross this narrow plain."
"Are you an idiot?" Deepak pointed at Flammy with his short, fat finger, as if he had heard something incredibly stupid.
"I am foolish and cannot compare to the intelligence of the high-ranking riders. Please enlighten me, sir." Flami lowered his head even further.
"If you line up in a long strip, three or four people in a row, like a long snake, wouldn't you be able to get through?"
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Silence, a silence that lasted for three or four seconds.
"Speak!" Deepak shouted.
Flammy took a deep breath, his head drooping so low it almost touched the ground.
I said: Your Excellency is wise!