THE FIGHT TO BE KING
CHAPTER 30: GETTING SUPPLIES
Myro was currently standing in front of the dozens of carriages carrying this food, be it the horsemen or the soldiers guarding this horse carriage had previously given up or tried to escape.
Behind Myro, Ren also always followed him, they moved on their respective horses while observing the thousands of loaves located on this horse carriage.
Looking at the huge pile of bread, Myro slightly smiled "It seems that we are right, this is the supplies that were sent for the Trock Fortress".
Falka, who had been hunting the enemy with her Mongol Cavalry army, approached Myro "Master, we are done with the examination! There are 100 mercenary troops and 20 horsemen in this group, most of them are already dead on our arrow shots. Then 20 people decided to give up while about 40 others decided to flee, but the master had nothing to worry about! With the speed of our cavalry, no one in the enemy army managed to escape".
"Good work!", said Myro gladly, with this then their task is only the matter of this meal "Now we will bring all this food back, tell some troops to be coachmen-".
"Wait for you sir!", said Ren who stopped Myro's actions.
"What's wrong?", asked Myro curiously.
Ren stared at these dozens of horse carriages before saying "It is too risky to bring all these horse carriages back, after all we have to pass Trock Fortress again. Although we leave at night though, the enemy can definitely see the horse carriage passing by because the size is quite large. If the enemy finds out that we are taking their food, then they must be trying to seize it at all risk before we return to the 4th prince's place. Not to mention carrying this horse carriage only slowed down our cavalry troops, our troops were also not short of food as the 4th prince had enough food support from the Azeroth Kingdom".
"What are we going to do with all this food? We cannot leave it here, if the Trock Fortress find the train we left behind then they can take this bread back, it makes our plan useless" Myro said.
"Burn since this train, that way then no one can use all this bread anymore and Trock Fortress remains starving" Ren said.
Be it Myro and Falka immediately thought, they had never previously thought of a horse carriage that could slow down their movements.
After a short thought, the advantage of bringing this horse carriage back was not at all comparable to the risk of being easily known and pursued by the troops of Trock Fortress.
A little while later, Myro nodded firmly and made the decision "Burn all these chariots, while his horse then we will bring back all of them along with those who gave up to be made prisoners. Whoever tries to fight during the journey then you yourself must know what happened, do you understand?".
The prisoners nodded their heads quickly, although they were not too happy to be prisoners at least they were more afraid of being killed.
The whole chariot was quickly burned by the Mongol Cavalry, and Myro and the troops and prisoners he was carrying began to move back to their camp.
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Currently at Trock Fortress, although it was approaching noon but the 4th prince's army had not yet begun the assault.
Ritke who was on top of the city wall stared towards the 4th princely army encampment confused "Have they given up? After all there was no longer any possibility for them to win, they might still be able to destroy my Trock Fortress but to seize the entire Cavalry Kingdom then it was almost impossible anymore".
When Ritke began to think that the 4th prince's army had surrendered, a soldier ran towards him frantically "General Ritke, report".
Seeing this panicked and sweaty warrior, Ritke could not help but ask "What's wrong?".
Ritke who was sitting immediately stood up, his face changed several times because he knew that he had been trapped by the enemy, the 4th prince turned out to target their food.
"Find out! Find an enemy army that dares to do all this! Do not let them return to the encampment of Azeroth Kingdom!", shouted Ritke angrily, without food even his elite troops could not fight.
"Okay, general!", shouted the troop who left as quickly as possible to prepare.
Ritke sat back with a gloomy face, he was thinking of a way to solve this problem.
The duke would definitely not be able to prepare that much food to them again for at least a week, whereas the royal family was located quite far away from here. The trip to collect food and bring it was enough to spend more than a week.
The Cavalry Kingdom had a very small territory, different from the Azeroth Kingdom. Even the entire area of the Cavalry Kingdom was only the same as a province in Azeroth Kingdom, therefore the Cavalry Kingdom could not prepare food for 2000 soldiers without prior preparation.
So actually Ritke did not care about catching Myro and the others, all the trains were burned so that even though Myro was captured even then all their food would not return.
"Is there no other way?", said Ritke who felt a headache, he was indeed great and had many strategies for fighting but he did not have any ideas to solve this food loss problem.
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On the other hand, Myro and the others had already returned to the prince 4 camp.
However, they had already left immediately since burning all the trains, so they could arrive at the camp before Ritke knew the news of the burning train.
Seeing Myro and his troops returning with the prisoners, the soldiers guarding the encampment immediately reported the matter to the 4th prince.
Not long after, the 4th prince along with the higher-ups and some soldiers appeared, the 4th prince stepped forward to approach Myro who came over while saying excitedly "How did it go? Where's the food supply train?".
"Because it was too risky to bring him back then we burned him, that way then Trock Fortress could not take all that food again and we were able to escape quickly. Is it okay to burn all those cars?*, asked Myro.
Hearing Myro's reply everyone cried out in delight, even the 4th prince laughed loudly "No problem, we have absolutely no shortage of food! With this, we all win! Without food, the enemy can only starve to death!".
When all the soldiers in the tent shouted like they had won, Ren rolled his eyes and opened the folding fan in his hand "I think it's too early to celebrate victory".
The new 4th Prince was delighted to lose his smile immediately, after all Ren had already given him a very great idea to get the enemy's food, therefore the 4th prince had already acknowledged Ren's intelligence.
"What does Miss Ren mean? Is the enemy still able to strike again hungry?", said the 4th prince carefully.
Ren nodded and looked towards Trock Fortress "There will soon be a final fight, a decisive fight to find out who is the winner and the loser!".