"Continue to observe them! Report their movements to me at any time!"

Morsh was very wary of this, he felt that there must be some conspiracy, otherwise the other party would not be so aggressive.

In the evening, the previous soldier finally ran back. He once again reentered Morsh’s tent and reported to his master: “King Morsh, the enemy and the tribe of the pseudo-king Samuzha have moved in our direction ten times. Kilometers, now it’s only 30 kilometers away from us!"

"Push... or push together... Morsh's eyebrows are almost tangled together, nodded and said: "I see, you send someone to stare at them day and night, and report any action immediately! "

The uneasy feeling in Morsh's heart had reached its limit, and he subconsciously felt that this must be hiding some big conspiracy.

At this time, Lena was lying in the tent with his eyes closed and rested. All the soldiers, except the sentry, hurried to sleep after eating dinner.

Get up early to march tomorrow morning.

Today, I traveled for a long time and only walked ten kilometers. Compared with the daily marching speed of 30 to 40 kilometers under his command, it was very slow, but Rainer was not dissatisfied with this speed.

Because in addition to the army under his command, the clansmen of the Pakuten tribe must also move forward along with them. At the same time, they are accompanied by a large herd of cattle and sheep, so it is impossible to move forward quickly.

What Rainer wants is to consume the enemy’s vital power and reduce their strategic depth while fighting in this way. Even if they can’t reach the tribal camp in Morsh before all the enemy forces are assembled, it’s okay, as long as they get closer, they dare not dare. Disperse and maneuver at will.

Reiner’s soldiers patrolled or sent guards around the camp in groups. Reiner divided the night sentry into three stages. The three-hour period from seven to eleven o'clock was one stage, and the guard changed at eleven. , The second wave of guards will end at two o'clock, and the third wave of guards will end at two o'clock at five o'clock.

Five o'clock is the time for the trumpeter to wake up, and the wake-up number is sounded at five thirty, and the entire camp is considered to have spent the night.

Early the next morning, the whole army started to get up at 5:30 to make preparations.

At six o’clock, the soldiers ate hot oatmeal and goat’s milk, as well as rich meat. This time they went to Leiner and not only brought enough food, grass and meat, but Samuzha also slaughtered hundreds of goats for labor. As food.

After eating Meimei, everyone packed their bags and set off on the advancing journey again.

After walking for about five kilometers, Samuzha ran to Lena’s side to explain to him the situation at this time: "Earl, as we advance, more and more Morsh’s cavalry are around us. Cruising."

"They seem to be spying on our movements. Just now a small cavalry attacked the people behind me. Although it didn't cause much damage, it still caused a lot of panic."

Having said this, Samuzha moved his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Let's see if we can delay the speed of advancing..."

Rainer raised his eyebrows. He knew that Samuzha was not very willing to take the entire tribe forward, because this would cause his tribe to suffer a lot of losses, and the cattle and sheep would be quickly consumed in this migration.

But Rainer was unable to agree to his request at this time. Since the order had been issued, he could not go back. That would be equivalent to admitting that his plan was wrong.

What's more, in Lena's view, if you don't do this, you can't limit the enemy's powerful mobility, chase cavalry with a group of infantry, which only the stupidest person can do.

The key to victory is to compress the enemy's strategic depth by step by step, forcing them to be unable to rely on horses to fight roundabouts.

Rainer said, "I'm afraid it won't work, my dear vassal..."

Translated for Lena to convey.

"We have no choice now. Since your cavalry is not the opponent of Morsh's cavalry, then I have to exclude my light cavalry. Don't worry, they will protect your people. You should have seen it. Their strength, right?"

Rainer raised his eyebrows and looked at Samuza with a smile. He didn't believe that the other party didn't know how good his archer was. They played a huge role in the previous battle between the two sides.

Listening to Lena mentioning the horse archers, Samuzha remembered how angry he was when facing them.

At the same time, he was very helpless. He knew that Lord Earl was demonstrating with himself. What else did he mean to mention the horse archers at this time?

He had no choice but to say: "Well, Lord Earl...The light cavalry under your command is indeed elite, I naturally have no opinion..."

After eliminating Samuzha's doubts, Rainer ordered the horse archers to start patrolling around, using their bows to gradually consume and drive away the approaching steppe cavalry.

"King Morsh!" a soldier reported to Morsh with an ugly face: "Puppet King Samuza and his master are still approaching us constantly. They are now less than 25 kilometers away from us. Before you Although the dispatched cavalry successfully harassed us, the enemy also sent a group of cavalry to counterattack us!"

"Is there any difference?" Morsh frowned slightly. He knew that if there was nothing unusual, the soldier would not report to him.

"Yes, King Morsh, they carry the same weird flag as the yellow-haired army. They are obviously the army of the owner of the pseudo-king Samuzha!"

"At the same time, their combat effectiveness is very strong. They are all wearing iron armor. They are completely different from the cavalry in Samuza who only wear fur coats. The most important thing is that each of them is the same as the cavalry of the Agur Ministry. The ability to shoot arrows on horseback!"

"This has caused us a heavy loss... Many people have died under the opponent's arrow, and their melee ability is temporarily unknown, because our cavalry has not fought each other in melee."

Morsh frowned. He had some contact with the people of the Agur tribe~lightnovelpub.net~ and the Agur tribe was a character who was strong enough to unite several tribes and confront the original Kafet the Great.

Although most of them play the role of being pressed on the ground, they still have enough experience from the defeats, and the war technology has also been improved to a certain extent.

At the same time, they also learned to a certain extent, the army structure and combat methods of the Redka Empire.

Morsh had been in contact with them for a long time, and he gradually understood that there were still yellow-haired people in the world.

At the same time, he also knew that the Redkas usually have cavalry units that have been small in number, but are extremely powerful in combat.

But most of those people were wearing heavy armor, Morsh learned this from the inside of Agur's Ministry.

And these light cavalry who were hitting his assault troops head-on were obviously not any arms he knew, which not only made him wonder.

"Temporarily withdraw our harassing cavalry, and retreat the camp 20 kilometers to see what they have to do next..." Morsh thought and clenched his fists.