In the next few days, the Black Cavalry's movements confirmed Colin's conjecture.
Under the command of Marquis García, they carefully maintained a certain distance from the main troll army while continuously searching for traces of the wolf cavalry.
Since the main troll army was here, then the wolf cavalry must be nearby as well.
Right now, the Black Cavalry's most important mission was to discover them before they discovered him.
Finally, on the third day, the Black Cavalry discovered traces of the wolf cavalry's main force.
The situation at the time was actually quite dangerous.
Because when the Black Cavalry's scouts discovered the wolf cavalry's tracks, the two armies were only fifteen kilometers apart.
This was an extremely dangerous distance for a cavalry army.
If it was a normal battle, then this should be the edge of the scouts' detection range.
It could be said that the two sides had practically brushed past each other.
It was no wonder that the wolf cavalry was careless and didn't discover the Black Cavalry who was so close.
Because they didn't even realize that there was a pursuing army behind them.
This was the reason why Marquis García had purposely put on a show earlier.
The trolls were completely paralyzed.
In their eyes, the Black Cavalry should still be in Icestone City right now and might have already started fighting with the Duke Of St. Hilde's Golden Lion Army.
Even if the trolls really did have spies in Icestone City, they wouldn't be able to send the Black Cavalry's movements to the troll army in time.
Because the fastest method of communication in this world was carrier pigeons.
However, carrier pigeons could only find their way home based on magnetic field changes, so they could only be used to send messages to a fixed location. The troll army that was on the move definitely wouldn't be able to receive the carrier pigeons.
The second fastest method of communication was the human flesh delivery on horseback.
However, the Black Cavalry himself was a cavalry, so his speed wouldn't be slower than a messenger on horseback.
Not to mention, they would also pay attention to the situation behind them and wouldn't let a messenger pass by so easily.
Thus, Marquis García had actually made use of the time difference in obtaining information to put on a show with his brother, and then relied on the amazing mobility of the Black Cavalry to catch the trolls off guard.
However, even though the enemy was right in front of him and was defenseless, Marquis García did not immediately launch an attack.
Instead, he ordered the army to follow the path taken by the Wolf Cavalry and chase after them.
As an excellent general, patience was one of the basic qualities that one must have.
After that, the two sides maintained a distance of thirty to forty miles until night fell.
The Wolf Cavalry stopped setting up camp to rest, and the Black Cavalry also stopped advancing at the same time.
The north wind whistled, and snow began to fall. This made it easier for the Black Cavalry to hide their tracks.
That night, no fire was allowed in the Black Cavalry's camp.
Without a bonfire, Colin was finally unable to withstand the cold wind outside and entered Count Dawson's tent.
Count Dawson was very enthusiastic, and he once again took out a bottle of liquor and chatted with Colin as they drank.
Perhaps it was because the enemy was right in front of them, but the atmosphere in the camp was a little tense and anxious.
Of course, this did not mean that the soldiers of the Black Cavalry were afraid.
This kind of tension was a natural reaction, and it meant that the soldiers were already vigilant.
On the other hand, their impatience represented their impatience to start a massacre.
Such a victorious army had completely eliminated the fear of battle from their bodies.
Count Dawson and Colin did not talk for too long that night. They also knew that the battle was imminent, and in order to preserve their energy, they went to bed early.
Although it was the Count's tent, there were still seven or eight people squeezed inside. These were all the Count's squires.
In order to maintain mobility, the Black Cavalry would definitely bring as few tents as possible. Even the Count could only squeeze with his squires for the time being.
In the entire army, only Marquis García and Miss Vera were qualified to have their own tents.
Colin did not dare to squeeze into their tents.
Although he really wanted to squeeze into the latter's tent …
In fact, Count Dawson's tent was already very big. Those ordinary soldiers' tents could even squeeze twenty to thirty men.
With so many men squeezed into one tent, it was inevitable that the smell would be a little pungent, and the sound of snoring would come one after another. However, Colin, who had been trekking for an entire day and was almost freezing, did not care about these things. He almost fell asleep immediately.
However, before he could sleep enough, he was woken up by Count Dawson.
"What's the matter?" When Colin woke up, he realized that it was only past midnight. He was a little upset.
"Marquis's military order! In one hourglass, the entire army will set off!"
When he heard that it was the Marquis's military order, Colin, who was still a little upset, could only get up obediently.
In the other tents, the sound of the officers waking up the soldiers could be heard. However, these officers were not as gentle as they used their feet to wake up the soldiers.
"Bastard! Why are you sleeping so soundly? I have already squeezed into your tent for so long and you didn't even notice me. Where is your alertness? "
"Ah, don't kick, don't kick! I will get up now. "
…
After a short period of chaos, the Black Cavalry quickly gathered and followed the trail of the Wolf Cavalry.
"Are you preparing for a night attack?" Colin moved to Count Dawson's side and asked softly.
"Night attack?" Count Dawson looked at Colin with a strange look in his eyes. He then realized that the other party was still young and did not have much experience in leading troops. Therefore, he patiently explained the situation to Colin.
After listening to Count Dawson's explanation, Colin finally realized that he had been deceived by those unscrupulous novels.
Don't look at the plot of attacking a camp in the middle of the night in novels. In reality, very few generals dared to do so.
Even if there was really a night attack, it would generally be a small scale attack.
A large army would never fight at night.
The reason was simple: the risk of fighting at night was too great.
Borrowing the darkness of the night could indeed catch the enemy off guard, but it was also very easy for one's own side to fall into chaos due to improper military orders. If one was not careful, both sides would suffer.
For cavalry, a night battle was even more impossible.
This was because the darkness of the night restricted the warhorses even more.
Let's talk about the terrain. Although the Sky Ice Plains was a large plain with flat terrain, it was a flat terrain.
No matter how flat the terrain was, it was inevitable that there would be some ups and downs, and there would be many potholes.
These small ditches were not a problem during the day, and the warhorses could easily gallop through them.
However, at night, they were extremely dangerous.
If one was not careful and the horse's hooves were to be injured, then the joke would be huge.
Therefore, for a cavalry army, it was still possible to hold torches or use the moonlight to slowly march. However, if they wanted to charge into battle, then their brains would be muddled.
Marquis García naturally would not make such a low-level mistake.
Therefore, at this moment, his orders were only for the Black Cavalry to use the darkness of the night to carefully approach the Wolf Cavalry camp, and not to attack in the darkness.
It was no wonder that Colin did not understand this.
Although he had followed his father Baron Angele to the battlefield, the Angele family's army did not have organized cavalry.
Cavalry was an expensive troop type, and normal nobles could not afford to raise them.
Therefore, he knew very little about cavalry warfare.
Under the bright moonlight, the Black Cavalry approached the enemy step by step.
The spare horses and supplies were left in place, and the hooves of the warhorses were also wrapped in cloth.
The whole process of the march was not completely silent, but it could definitely be considered secretive and quiet.
It was as if he was an experienced hunter quietly approaching his prey.
The moment the prey noticed, perhaps the arrow would have already been shot in front of him.
After an unknown amount of time, Colin finally saw the dots of light in the distance. It was the bonfire of the troll camp that had not been extinguished!
Colin took a deep breath and held the long sword in his hand tightly.
At this moment, the Marquis' military order came again.
"All troops, rest and reorganize!"
At this moment, it was the darkest time before dawn.
The whole Black Cavalry was completely hidden in the darkness, quietly waiting for the moment when the sun rose.
The moment when the slaughter began!
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