It is just south of the Hanqiu, a plain area twenty miles from the base of the main combat troops of the Wells Legion.

A river called Po River by the Lombards stretches across it, so this vast and fertile land is also called the Po River Plain.

Compared with the southern coast where trade is prosperous, this place is not absolutely rich, but almost all the wheat and more than half of the fruits, vegetables and meat products in the entire Lombardy Principality are produced on this plain.

He stopped on a gentle slope at the northern end of the plain. Odo, deputy commander of the Wells Legion and commander of the first branch, raised his hand and raised his eyebrows, and sighed, "I thought the fertile plains of Thorne Province were already wide enough. Now when I went south to Lombardy, I realized that the word "plain" on the topographic map turned out to be so vast. This vastness is very..."

Angus held a leather bag full of liquid in one hand, bit the plug open and spit it, letting it pull down the string and sway back and forth. Then he put it in his mouth and took a big mouthful, squinting his eyes and squinted, "I said Brothers Odo, now he is a professor in the Officer's Academy, and his words have become red tape."

Odo turned around and smiled, "I came from a poor place. I have never seen such a flat and open land. Do you think that if you can use the rotational rest of the Wells Province, the farming skills of fermenting manure and fertilizer accumulation and deep cultivation, how many people can such a broad land support? It is not a problem to millions?"

Angus threw the leather bag to Odo, looked up at the Po River plain, and sighed: "What I care about now is not how much people these lands can support. I am just worried about how the Wells Legion can defeat the enemy of multiples and its own when fighting on such an open plain."

"This place where you can't even hide your butt. There is no need to think about ambushing and sneak attacks. There is no hope for flanking raids or roundabout raids."

"If the adults were not worried that the old man Von Bilun would not have been willing to fight us for a decisive battle, he would never have chosen such a place to fight the battlefield."

"In this southern expedition, we must fight quickly and decisively. In front of the Duchy of Lombardy, it will be unfavorable. If Von Bilun divided his troops to defend the city, we will be even more passive. As long as we can annihilate the so-called guards here, the northern part of Lombardy will be opened." Odo tasted the wine bag that Angus threw over and found that it was actually a medical distilled liquor that was disinfected when treating the wounded. The yield was very low and the intensity was extremely high. "Man, you actually drank this thing. Thomas warned that this thing can cause death."

Angus raised his hand and timidly said, "Did you think I'm drunk? Haha, since I drank this thing, the ordinary wines are as tasteless as well."

Odo shook his head and returned the leather bag, "I will never talk to you again, I am afraid of getting drunk to death."

Angus stuffed the wine bag, hung it on the front saddle, jumped off the saddle, "Okay, work. Come immediately with the battle map and the people from the General Staff and the Operations Department."

After a while, seven or eight company-level commanders of Wells Legion led by Colin and Wei Ju gathered around Odo Angus. They began to combine the on-site survey terrain with the combat maps drawn before, and planned the details of the final battle three days later.

Odo started to speak first, "According to the deployment of the adults, the core of this decisive battle will be divided into two sentences - coordination between far and near, and a diagonal strike to win. Everyone, now we will start discussing the specific deployment of the battle formation..."

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"......... Since the Lombardy Army set out to the north yesterday morning, to noon today, Von Billon personally led more than 4,500 troops to the north. At this time, he had probably arrived at Hejian land less than thirty miles away. According to the route, the enemy would camp in Santia City in Hejian land, and would arrive at the agreed battlefield tomorrow evening." The camp of the Wells Army, Ron reported the enemy's movements to Yat, who was writing a military report to Besanson's court in the camp.

Yat blew dry the ink marks on the straw paper, rolled up the wax and covered it with heraldic seals, and handed it to the personal soldiers around him, "Is there any secret letter to sneak into the enemy's stake?"

Ron owed, "Sir, Von Billen is extremely cunning. He has been indifferent many times recently. We have no idea about our life and death, and there is no news."

Yat felt a little strange, "That old guy has fought with us and suffered losses, so he must be extremely careful."

"Von Bellun led 4,500 soldiers to head north, and what about the remaining seven or eight hundred? Could it be his backup plan? Or the attacker?"

Ron replied, "Stanley had also suspected that, so he personally approached the siege, and the seven or eight hundred people left behind were all old, weak and disabled soldiers and the deported hard laborers. These people failed to pass the selection of Von Bealun."

Yati nodded, "Maybe I have used too many conspiracies over the years and have a heart disease. But let Stanley be more cautious. We are alone and we will go deep into the enemy country. If we are not careful, we will be dead."

Ron turned around and arranged...

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Several miles north of Santia, near a military fort called Fort Alicia. Jafar, deputy commander of the cavalry company of the Wells Legion, led thirty whistle cavalry to cruise continuously in the plains near the fort. The war horses under them were high-quality grassland horses from Norman in the northern part of the French Kingdom. They were agile and flexible, very good at running, and were excellent whistle horses.

Originally, the cavalry company had 100 light and heavy cavalry and more than 250 war horses. After defeating Wadebury at the Rock Fort, more than 30 excellent war horses were seized, so the cavalry company immediately expanded to 120 cavalry.

Now, with the fifty cavalry brought by Felix and Baron Antaas, as well as a small number of cavalry among the court guards and friendly forces of Provence, the Wells Legion can directly use the battle formation to reach 200 cavalry, which does not include the thirty cavalry guards of Atte and the cavalry guards around all the high-level officers.

At this time, the main combat force of the cavalry company was led by Lusinion in the military camp. Jafar was ordered to lead 30 cavalry to go out to block the battlefield, to detect the enemy situation, and to harass the enemy by the way, which was considered a front-end battle.

In plain combat, especially in this true sense, the Wells Legion has no advantage at all.

The plains are the stage of cavalry, they are the masters of the plain battlefield, and the cavalry built by the Wells Legion was somewhat powerless in front of the Lombardy cavalry.

Not to mention that the other party used nearly a hundred cavalry to drive out of the camp, the shiny horse armor and the cavalry with heavy armored spears on the horse's back were enough to shock.

After two rounds of contact, Jafar could only rely on the agile and flexible characteristics of the war horses under him to harass him, but he could only fight and retreat, and could not spy on the enemy's movements at all.

The sun sets westward, and as the night falls, the enemy will definitely be stationed in Santia tonight.

Jafar had to leave a few rangers and then backed his horse to report to the central army the military information of the enemy's camp Santia.

But just after Jafar led the main force of the whistle cavalry to leave, a black-armored team in Aliche Fort took advantage of the twilight to touch the rangers who were left behind and surveillance.
Chapter completed!