Chapter 295: Marching in August

The rain in July is pouring down, soaking the lush fields and nourishing the first-blooming summer flowers. On the south bank of the Leman River, the raindrops in the lake area are like cheerful bamboo flutes. The songs are connected end to end, like long lines drawn by ink pens, covering the entire sky. On the north bank of the Leman River, the precipitation in the mountain city is like a heavy war drum, falling into the ears all at once, accompanied by the thunder on the plateau, chilling the boundless land.

In the sparse wind and rain, groups of envoys left the mountain city of Otopan and headed in all directions. Soon, Otomi warriors and militias from all over the country began to mobilize. Thousands of warriors formed battalions and gathered into legions, gradually gathering towards the mountain city; a larger number of militiamen picked up spears and carried food on their backs to maintain the logistics of the army.

Despite the wind and rain, the ancestral land of the mountain city is still as majestic as a sacred mountain. The kingdom's wolf flag and the mountain city's bird flag flew together at the top of the city, and the camp below the city was filled with boiling voices. Shulot stood on the watchtower, overlooking tens of thousands of legions, and his pride surged in his chest.

Mobilization began in mid-July and by early August all battalions were mobilized. The Otomi gathered 16,000 warriors and 24,000 militiamen, a total of 40,000 people. The First Lancer Corps of the Hekou Fortress arrived at the end of July, and the number of kingdom warriors in the two legions was 14,000.

The full mobilization of the Otomi people was so overwhelming that it could not be concealed. Guakili scouts came and went in a hurry, reporting the latest military information again and again. Facing the huge coalition forces that were constantly gathering, the large tribes of the Canine tribes were all frightened and sent envoys south to sue for peace from the coalition forces.

In the palace of Otopan Mountain City, Shulot summoned several envoys from the large dog tribe. When the king heard their similar conditions, "surrender in name, but must retain land and property and maintain tribal autonomy." he completely lost interest. These conditions were not much different from what he expected. The unruly canine descendants are real wild dogs. They have not gone through a real battle and broken the bones in their backs, so they will not surrender like domesticated dogs.

Soon, legions from various states arrived one after another. The mighty 50,000-strong army covered the fields of the mountain city and startled the birds in the sky. This northern expedition will take at least 400 miles, and there are barren plateaus and shabby villages along the way. With the food reserves of the Otomi people, it is naturally impossible to go all the way north.

In fact, the Guakili people in the north are distributed according to tribes and have scattered everywhere. They move quickly. If they avoid fighting, the heavily-armed legions will not be able to capture the main moving tribe.

Faced with the lack of supplies and scattered enemies along the way, Hulot and Giowa discussed for a long time and finally decided on the strategy for the northern expedition. The entire coalition army will be divided into three elite groups, almost connected in a line, plowing northward like a plow.

The left army consists of 5,000 warriors and 3,000 militiamen from Guamare State, with Chief Chalki as the commander of the left; the right army consists of 8,000 warriors from Otopamp, with Giowa as the commander of the right; the center The vanguard of the army is three thousand warriors from Parmus State, plus two thousand barbarian mercenaries from the Guards Corps, one thousand temple crossbowmen, and two thousand light-armored archers from the First Pike Corps, with the Black Wolf Toltech as the vanguard. commander in chief. The left, right and center vanguards were all Hikipili Legions with eight thousand men. Each unit is fifty miles apart, traveling lightly and quickly, supporting each other.

Next, the center of the army is where Shulot's royal flag is. Three thousand armored guards, carrying longbows and crossbows, and artillery batteries were behind the three armies. Whenever heavy troops are encountered along the way, the armored Chinese army will dispatch and deliver a thunderous blow.

The three legions that went on the expedition numbered about 27,000 people. At least four hundred miles north, this is the limit that the grain road can support. The remaining more than 20,000 Otomi militiamen were under the charge of the old priest Oort and were used to maintain the long logistics line. The Otomi people were short of food, and a large amount of food had to be transported north from the river mouth fortress. As for the crucial food road safety, the king is handed over to the monkey Kuruka.

"Monkey, you lead an army of 6,000 spears and are stationed near the mountain city. If the canines attack and the food roads are threatened, you will drive them away. When the army goes north, we must ensure the stability of the food roads."

On top of the city, Shulot looked serious and gave a solemn order.

"Your Highness, I will use my utmost strength to ensure the food supply of the army!"

The monkey's smart eyes show perseverance. He knelt down and bowed deeply.

"Okay! The three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first. This northern expedition is far away, and the dog descendants may retreat north. I don't know how long the fight will last. I am worried that the food and grass reserves in Hekou County are not enough, and I have asked for help from the alliance. King Avit replied and promised, A batch of grain and grass will be delivered to the wooden castle on the north bank from the upper reaches of the Leman River every month, but the kingdom needs to exchange equivalent supplies. "

"Monkey, I will give you a batch of 'gems', cotton cloth and copper utensils. You will deliver them to the grain transport officer according to the amount of food shipped by the alliance. Well, you can give some more gems as appropriate to use for things up and down. God A thousand pairs of cloth-covered armor will be shipped from Qisuo soon. You can equip five hundred of them in the army. As for the remaining five hundred, I have promised to give them to the king in exchange for the title of Prince Giova. You must personally deliver these bronze armors to the alliance’s envoy!”

"Follow your will, Your Highness!"

The monkey fell to the ground again. Shulot smiled, stepped forward, and personally helped Kuruka up. Then, the king lowered his voice and whispered in the other person's ear.

"Monkey, just in case something unexpected happens, the Gyeonggi Army has already moved north and is now stationed at Lake Quizeo. In case something changes in the mountain city, the Ort priest dies, or the Northern Expedition fails, the Otomi people conspire with the Canine people. You Immediately contact Anatri's navy and transport the Gyeonggi Army to the north bank of the Leman River, and cooperate with the outside to seize the mountain city directly!"

"Ah, Your Highness? Capture the mountain city?!"

Hearing this, the monkey's pupils contracted and his hands clenched silently.

"For all things, we must consider the worst outcome. We must first consider defeat and then seek victory. Monkey, don't worry. These situations should not happen. We just set up strategies in advance just in case."

Xuluot smiled calmly and patted Kuruka on the shoulder. He looked into the monkey's smart eyes and said at last.

"Monkey, you have the style of a great general. You can always make the most appropriate response in a crisis. You are also one of the people I trust most. My way out is in your hands!"

"Your Highness, I am willing to die for you!"

Kuluka was excited. He knelt down on his knees again and saluted with his five limbs on the ground.

This time, Xiuluot did not help him again. He turned around, faced the tens of thousands of troops under the city, raised the divine staff in his hand, and pointed to the wasteland in the north.

"In the name of the Lord God! Destroy the dog race and take back the old land! King's order, the whole army will attack!"

"Roar!"

As the king waved his staff, cheers rang out outside the city! Whether it was the Mexica or the Otomi, whether it was the warriors or the militia, tens of thousands of warriors shouted at the same time!

The shouts were a bit chaotic at first, like the chaotic rain in summer. But in the fanatical shouts of the Otomi people, the boiling sound waves soon condensed into a terrifying title, turning into rolling thunder in the sky.

"Death! Chief! Chief Death!!."

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The fierce war drums resounded in all directions! In the sparse wind and rain, tens of thousands of elite warriors turned north, making the wet earth tremble with their footsteps. Nearly 30,000 northern expeditionary troops set out immediately, like a sweeping torrent, and like the strong wind in the north. The expedition was launched in August, as swift as the wind. The three routes and four divisions moved forward as fast as arrows, destroying all the dog tribes along the way!