A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

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More than ten days ago.

"Fortunately, the plague was discovered in time. If we deal with it urgently now, we can minimize the damage."

The most terrifying thing about the plague is that it sneaks in silently.

It was difficult to detect at first, but by the time it was discovered, people had already died on a large scale and the disease had spread.

But now, because of Clee, it was discovered before it was infected. As long as it is isolated in time, it will not have much impact on the army.

"Speaking of which, the prince should be quite good at dealing with plagues."

Kehos said.

Because of the prince's proposal, the plague situation in the cities of Aaron Landis that had suffered floods and earthquakes in the past few years has been significantly reduced.

He learned this from the priest Shemur.

"In short, from now on, that group of prisoners of war will be completely isolated."

Kalleni said he still had some doubts about the matter.

"But according to the doctor, for some reason, most of the seriously ill prisoners of war were Gastards, and the remaining few Kanar or Aaron Landis traitors had much milder symptoms. A few have even recovered from their illness themselves.”

He snorted heavily through his nose.

"This must be punishment from the gods Aaron Landis for those invaders."

Kalleni asserted this, and then cast his gaze aside, landing on Garlan who was sitting on the main seat.

Garlan sat quietly, his eyes slightly lowered, his velvety blond hair hanging down on his fair cheeks, reflecting a little light in the firelight.

He pursed his lips and had been silent since the discussion between Kaleni and Caijos just now.

The slender eyelashes would occasionally tremble slightly, and even the shadows on her cheeks would sway.

He seemed to be pondering something.

"prince?"

The knight's questioning voice awakened the young man from deep thought.

Garlan raised his head.

It wasn't that he didn't listen to the conversation between Caijos and the others just now, he was just thinking about other things while listening.

As for why the symptoms of the Gastard people were more severe, the symptoms of the Kanal and Aaron Landis people were much milder and they could even survive on their own until they recovered... He vaguely knew the reason in his heart.

"Well, segregate the prisoners of war."

Looking back at the questioning eyes of the two people, Garlan spoke.

"Also, the logistics troops responsible for guarding the prisoners of war should also find another place to temporarily isolate them to see if there are any signs of illness in the past few days. If they are sick, let the doctors do their best to treat them."

"Let those who have recovered from the disease take care of the sick prisoners of war."

"Also, from today on, the bonfires in the camp must not be extinguished, and everyone must drink boiled water and eat cooked food."

The young man raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"besides……"

Under the current conditions and in a densely populated military camp, although the source of the disease has been isolated in time, it is best to carry out all-round disinfection.

Well, disinfection, if you want to disinfect, the only things you can find now are...

"Kayhos, go and ask the craftsmen accompanying the army to bake some lime."

"lime?"

Kehos asked doubtfully.

"Prince, are you planning to build a wall here?"

In Aaron Landis, craftsmen would burn lime from limestone and then mix the lime and volcanic ash to create a special building material.

When they were building houses, they mixed it with water and mixed it to bind the stones, so that the stones would stick together firmly.

Generally speaking, Aaron Landis used this method when building waterproof jacks and bridge piers over large rivers. Therefore, when Garlan said he wanted lime, Caihos's first reaction was that he wanted to build something.

"No, let the craftsmen directly melt the fired lime powder into water, and then send people to spread the lime water throughout the camp. Also, spread the lime powder on a layer around the prisoner of war camp."

Gallan said, "Remember, you don't just do it once, you do it every day."

"Doing this...can prevent the plague?"

Kehos asked.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of doing these things, he knew that the prince would not do anything useless.

"Yes."

"That kind of thing can prevent and cure the plague?"

Kalleni asked doubtfully, "You must have been deceived by some bad folk doctor, right?"

In response to Kalleni's questioning, Keyhos said no more and stood up directly.

"Understood, Prince, I will go now."

He said simply, turning around to carry out Garlan's order.

"Wait a minute, go later."

Garlan stopped him and said, "I still have something to discuss with you."

When Cayjos and Kalleni were discussing the plague, he remained silent because he was thinking about it.

"This plague is indeed a crisis."

Garlan said in a deep voice, looking at the two of them with burning eyes.

"But, it's also an opportunity for us."

An opportunity to completely eliminate Tyr.

Tyr is a very cunning man.

But at the same time, he is also a very proud and conceited person.

He must be bitter about his stop at the royal city and his failure at the North Fortress.

As a man who has never lost a battle all the way, he suffered setbacks one after another in Aaron Landis.

He must be very unwilling.

His pride would not allow him to leave as a loser.

So, he resorted to this vicious trick.

Garlan knew it very well.

Tire did not use this poisonous trick to slow down the pursuit of Aaron Landis's army, so as to preserve more of the strength of Gastad's army.

Turning defeat into victory is his only purpose.

How to turn defeat into victory?

When Aaron Landis's army was infected with the plague, its morale was shaken, and everyone was disengaged and even fled in all directions, they suddenly counterattacked and defeated the army in one fell swoop——

This is Tyr's plan.

In fact, Garlan was not reconciled.

He could only watch as Tire left and returned to Karnal safely.

This made him very unwilling.

But with other countries watching eagerly, in order to preserve Aaron Landis's power, he could not fight to the death with the Gastad people.

Therefore, no matter how unwilling you are, you can only endure it.

But this time, the opportunity is at hand.

If Aaron Landis's army is 'infected' with the plague, Tyr will return on his own.

Yes, he wants Tyr to come back and die on his own initiative!

After hearing Garlan's plan, Kaihos remained silent and lowered his eyes as if thinking about the possibility of this matter.

Kalleni was stunned for a moment and then frowned.

"Your Highness, this strategy is too dangerous. The fear of the plague has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Once there is a slight mistake, the morale of the army will be really weakened, and the entire army will collapse as a result."

He frowned and denied Garlan's words.

"There is absolutely no need for us to do anything extra. As long as we expel the Gastad people, we have already won."

"But……"

"The risk is too great."

The veteran who was always looking for stability simply interrupted Garlan's words and frowned.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. As the commander of the army, I oppose your plan. I don't agree with it."

Cayjos interjected.

"I think we can give it a try and stop the action immediately if something unexpected happens midway."

"Even if it stops midway, it may cause unnecessary casualties to our army. There is no need to create complications."

The old man shook his head stubbornly.

"Kaleni...if Tyr is allowed to escape, with his ability and the Garstard troops who have suffered almost no losses, we may not be able to find a chance to deal with him after this time. From now on, we and The war between them is endless, and this time will definitely last for five, ten, or even decades."

Gallan looked at Kalleni and said calmly,

"Callieni, have you ever thought about how many people will die during this time?"

"…………"

"Believe me, I won't waste anyone's life."

"I have always believed in you, Your Highness."

The old man said, his voice was low, with a long sigh.

"But, Your Highness, you are still too young. You don't understand the human heart. Human nature... is all selfish."

Garlan looked at the old man's face that had experienced too much and was etched with wrinkles.

He suddenly laughed.

"maybe."

"Human nature can be selfish," he said with a smile.

The warm yellow light reflected the boy's slightly curved eyes and his bright smile.

His slightly curved golden eyes shimmered, as bright as light.

"But, Kalleni, there are always things in this world that can exist beyond human nature."

And he wanted to believe it.

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Kalleni thought that the army would soon fall apart, and he was ready to terminate the plan immediately when the situation turned bad.

However, something happened that shocked him.

There were only six generals who chose to leave, and one even left and returned.

Under the cover of the plague, in the battle that decided the fate of Aaron Landis, some people did leave, but more people chose to stay.

Perhaps many of those people are sighing at their own stupidity.

However, no one left anymore.

After the five generals who chose to abandon their companions left, two days later, late that night, the generals suddenly received a secret order from the commander of the army, Kalleni, saying that all generals were summoned to go.

The general who had already gone to bed quickly got up from the bed, packed his clothes and hurried over.

Kalleni's camp was quickly filled with people, and the generals stood quietly, no one spoke.

There were a lot of people, but the camp was very quiet, with a heavy atmosphere hanging over it. The severe situation at this moment made most people feel nervous.

Some people frowned, some looked anxious, some had steady eyes, some were calm and collected, and some had sparkles in their eyes.

All eyes were focused on the old commander standing on top.

Kalieni stood expressionless, and others could not see what he was thinking.

His eyes swept around the generals, and he suddenly took a step back, stepping aside from his seat of command.

At the same time, the cavalry commander Kaihos standing aside raised his hand, lifted up the curtain on one side of the tent, and then bowed his head.

Someone came out from behind the raised curtain, passed over the retreating Kalleni, and stood in the main seat.

There was silence for an instant, and everyone was stunned on the spot.

Crown Prince? !

Isn't it rumored that the crown prince's absence was because he was infected with the plague?

The warm yellow light reflected on the bright blond hair. The young man stood on top and stared at everyone, his handsome eyes smiling.

His eyes are bright, his face is rosy, and he is full of energy. How can he look sick?

After being shocked for a moment, some people immediately began to think deeply.

There are also smart people who have vaguely guessed something through clues in the past few days, and now there is a look of understanding in their eyes.

But most people looked at the Crown Prince standing there in astonishment, unable to react for a moment.

"I've worried you all these past few days, but I'm fine."

"Also, the plague that you have been worried about has been protected by the gods Aaron Landis and has not spread beyond the prisoners of war. Even the dozen or so logistics soldiers who were first infected have been out of danger. "

Gallan said, "So, you don't need to worry about this."

As soon as Garlan said this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they are all determined to stay here, the shadow hanging over their heads still makes them unable to eat and fearful.

Now I can finally feel relieved.

Then, many people thought about it and found it strange.

Since the plague has not spread, why does the camp adopt such a posture as if it is facing an enemy?

"Everyone."

Garlan looked at everyone with bright eyes.

"I want to defeat the Gastadians."

He said, "It's not to defeat them like we are now, but to completely defeat them so that they will never be able to step into me, Aaron Landis, again!"

"But I can't do it alone."

The young Dauphin stood there, the firelight reflecting on his face.

There seemed to be fire dancing in his golden pupils, making his eyes bright and sharp.

He stretched out his hand to everyone.

He said: "So, everyone, I need your help, please lend me your strength!"

Because of what Garlan said, he was shocked, and all the generals quickly bowed their heads, either solemnly, nervously, or in fear.

"I'm terrified."

"How dare I disobey your orders."

"I really don't dare to take it seriously."

However, when they raised their heads again, there was a new look on everyone's face.

…

All the power was gathered together, and the army became a unified whole, moving quickly like a behemoth.

The choking smell of lime still lingered in the camp.

Late every night, a group of soldiers would drag a large number of clothed scarecrows on carts, pretend to dig holes near the camp, and bury the scarecrows.

In the dark night, the spies dared not approach from a distance, and could not clearly see that those buried inside were just scarecrows.

In this way, the pit was dug deeper and deeper and bigger.

The soldiers who had died of illness took turns hiding in the tents, giving the spies outside the illusion that their numbers were indeed decreasing.

At the same time, another army left the camp one after another, but this time, these generals 'escaped' from the camp in accordance with secret orders.

When they left, they pretended to have left with the entire army, but in fact they only took half of the troops with them. The remaining half stayed secretly, hiding in the camp during the day and taking turns to move outside at night.

As those troops 'escaped' and more and more soldiers 'died' of illness, the camp seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and the strength of the troops was shrinking, but in fact it did not shrink much, it was just hidden.

But on this night, Gastad's army had just made some movement and had not yet taken action. The rangers who were secretly monitoring Gastad's camp had already galloped on their horses and passed on the news that they were about to attack.

The Aaronlanders were well prepared and quickly made all preparations before the enemy attacked.

The Gastards took advantage of the darkness to attack.

Then, Tyr and his army fell into a trap.

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The night wind was strong, causing the bonfire to sway violently.

The cool wind lifted Garlan's golden forehead, and the swaying light of the bonfire illuminated the crimson Shamash rune on his forehead.

In the dark night, it was so red that it burned like a cluster of flames burning on the young man's forehead.

The roar of thousands of troops and horses shook the earth.

The white cavalry and the black and red cavalry collided fiercely and strangled each other.

The sounds of fighting broke out.

The neighing of war horses and the clash of weapons came one after another.

On the chaotic battlefield, Tire knocked an Aaron Landis cavalryman off his horse.

His silver-white armor was already splattered with bright red blood.

The giant sword in his hand was dripping with blood.

He raised his head and looked at Garlan in the distance, his eyes as cold as ice.

There was no hint of panic on his emotionless face, and a few bloodstains on his cheeks made that handsome face feel inexplicably scary at this moment.

Tyr let out a breath, suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed towards Garlan in the distance.

He fell into a trap.

The trap set by that prince.

However, there is still a chance.

A chance to turn defeat into victory.

After confirming that he had fallen into a trap, Tier became calmer.

At this moment, he galloped on his horse, smashing away those who blocked him, and carved a bloody path.

His cold purple eyes that seemed to be frozen reflected Garlan's figure deeply at this moment.

As long as we capture the crown prince——

Suddenly, a roar ripped through the air, as if even the heaven and earth were shaken for a moment by the roar.

A huge figure burst out of the darkness.

The thick golden brown mane undulated like ocean waves as it flew, shining golden in the firelight.

The majestic golden lion roared and rushed toward Tyr.

The exposed fangs reflected the cold light in the dark night.

The ferocious posture made everyone tremble in fear. The king of beasts roared and the horses neighed in panic and retreated.

Tyr was not afraid in the face of danger and rode his horse to meet them bravely.

The giant sword struck hard at the charging lion——

"Nega!"

Amid Garlan's shouts, the lion's huge body dodged Tyr's sword with extremely flexible movements.

It jumped to the side and got out of the way.

Seeing that the lion was forced away with a sword, Tyr continued to rush towards Garlan.

However, just when the white horse under Tier was about to gallop past Nerga, Nerga suddenly jumped up quickly.

There was a crunching sound of fracture, and Senbai's fangs stabbed in fiercely, biting off the white horse's thigh in one bite.

Blood spurted out, instantly dyeing half of its golden-brown mane red.

The white horse screamed, lost its balance and fell to the ground.

When Tyr fell forward, he rolled over and stood up with great skill.

The giant hammer roared in and was about to hit Tyr's back, who had just stood up.

Tyr didn't look back, as if there were eyes behind him, he put his giant sword on the back of his neck——

Sparks from the friction of the swords flew in the dark night.

Tyr used his strength to push the giant hammer away.

As soon as he turned around, he slashed with the giant sword, forcing the opponent to move backwards.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the man riding on the horse and holding a giant hammer was the burly young man who had taken the sword he struck at Garlan.

That is a rare person who is as born with divine power as him and can rival him in terms of strength.

However, it is only comparable in strength.

He has gone through countless wars but has never been defeated. In addition to his powerful strength, he also has a fighting ability that is not inferior to anyone.

Tier made a feint and deceived the boy with an immature face.

And he turned from the side, and before the opponent had time to stop, he cut off the front legs of the black horse under the young man with a sword.

When the young man fell down, he was about to stab him with a sword——

Before stabbing, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air coming from the side.

His heart moved, and his keen sense of danger made him jump back suddenly.

The sharp arrows that struck from the dark night passed by his eyes dangerously, and a strand of cut silver-white forehead hair flew down.

Tyr glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the crown prince not far away holding a war bow and riding a horse to shoot arrows.

The arrow just now was shot by him.

And the second arrow was already aimed at him, the arrow shining coldly in the dark night.

Looking up, the road leading to Garlan was blocked by the golden-brown lion.

Its charcoal-like eyes were staring at Tire, and it bowed to the ground, its muscles tensed, and it let out a low roar, as if it would pounce on him in the next second.

The young general who was born with supernatural power had also stood up, holding a giant hammer, and was about to charge towards him.

Although he was in an extremely dangerous situation, Tyr was calmer than ever at this moment.

Since it was a trap, the Aaronlanders were not infected with the plague, and their military strength must not have been reduced.

Kanal and other multinational mixed forces have not yet appeared, probably because they were intercepted by the departing Tasda and other foreign armies.

The troops who pretended to be leaving were probably coming one after another to surround his army.

...Now, the possibility of turning defeat into victory with the crown prince as a hostage is gone.

Well, there can be no further delay.

In just a moment, Tier had calmly judged the situation at this moment.

Then, he made a decisive decision.

He jumped back and once again avoided the second arrow shot by Garlan.

Then, he pounced on the Aaron Landis cavalryman closest to him, pulled him off his horse, climbed on his own horse, and rushed into the chaotic battlefield.

A sharp whistle pierced the sky above the fierce battlefield.

All the Gastard cavalry who were fighting with Aaron Landis's cavalry shook off the enemy and turned their horses when they heard the whistle.

Moving quickly, they gathered around Tier who blew the whistle almost instantly, forming an arrow-shaped impact formation.

"Everybody rush out with me!"

Tyr, who was at the front of the arrow-shaped formation, raised his giant sword high like a white flag that would not fall down.

His roar resounded through the night sky that was red with fire.

"No one can stop the Gastards!"

Gastard's cavalry roared loudly.

Tyr's mere roar instantly made their morale rise like a flame.

They are powerful Gastards!

No one can stop their charge!

Like an overwhelming avalanche, Gastad's cavalry, led by Tyr, charged towards one place. Before other armies had time to encircle them, the slightly weak encirclement could not stop their ferocious impact.

The Garstards broke through the siege of Aaron Landis' army with an unstoppable force.

There were less than 20,000 Gastard cavalry who followed their prince out of the siege and disappeared into the night.

Hundreds of thousands of other people were left behind.

The Garstard army is about to be destroyed.

After successfully rushing out, Tyr turned back and glanced at the camp reflected in the firelight for the last time with cold eyes.

Crown Prince of Aaron Landis.

Garlan.

This time I lost.

Remember, don’t lose to anyone until I come back.

remember.

You can only lose to me.

You can only die by my sword.

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