The rising sun emerged from the ridge on the east side, and the dazzling sunlight dispersed the thick fog in the canyon.
A group of city defense guards on the city wall had their armor wetted by the thick fog. Although ghost-striped red ants have been wandering in the middle of the canyon in the past two days, the city defense brigade and garrison still stood at the top of the city, and the blood stains on the mottled city wall have not yet been cleaned.
It's clean, and there are still some limbs of ghost-striped red ants hanging on the cliffs on both sides.
There are light white ashes piled under the city wall, which are left after the corpses of ghost-marked red ants were burned.
Occasionally, you can also find some large bones and precious magic cores inside.
Of course, these magic cores belong to the local garrisons, so the infantry in these garrison camps sieved almost all the ashes and cleaned out the oil collection tanks to prevent fire from happening next time the ant colony attacks the city.
Oil cannot flow into the oil tank unimpeded.
Many wounded soldiers returned to the military barracks to recuperate.
The tombstones of those soldiers who died in battle at the top of the city were buried on the high hills outside the town. It was the only cemetery in Duodan Town, and the residents of the town were accustomed to bury their dead there.
Surdak climbed to the top of the city. Under the cover of the rising sun, he could still see some withered bouquets of flowers in front of some simple tombstones in the distance.
Samira sat quietly on the arrow tower, her fine and messy hair wet with dew, her light red eyes with a cold smile, even the smile contained the unique pride of the elves.
Her hunting bow imitating the 'Painting of Withering' was hung in the corner. The wind blew and the ironwood bow blades with carved patterns swung back and forth.
There was an arrow pot hanging on Samira's waist, hanging just outside the wall stacks of the arrow tower. The feathers of every arrow inside were carefully trimmed.
The fire has been completely extinguished under the city wall. The ashes of the ghost-marked red ants accumulated under the city wall will be scattered on the vast grassland on the south side of the town. The farmers of the town have taken the initiative to take on the task of transporting the remaining ashes. Starting from the morning, these
The farmers drove their carriages and began a hard day's work.
Under the organization of the Duodan Town Hall, many residents of the town transported the long strips of burnt-resistant foundation stones out of the city. A group of craftsmen were digging out some broken foundation stones, filling them with new strips of stones, and then
Fill the gaps with a sticky substance similar to Sanhe soil.
Don't think that the beast tide is over. In fact, only two days have passed, and the ghost-striped red ants in Duodan Canyon have shown signs of gathering again. Although there is no queen ant to command remotely from behind, relying on their survival instincts, they have gathered in Dodan Canyon.
There are more than 100,000 ghost-striped red ants in Dan Canyon, and they are gradually showing signs of moving south.
Although the town's mercenary group and business group hunting team have hunted as many of these red ants as possible, and there are some casualties every day, they still cannot stop the large group of ghost-marked red ants from migrating south.
Surdak stood at the top of the city, looking at the rolling red clouds in the distance of the canyon, and said to Samira:
"I plan to implant those magic patterns into the ancient Bolai horses, so that the cavalry can enter the Dodan Canyon in full force."
Samira grabbed the hunting bow, jumped down from the archery tower nimbly, stood next to Suldak and said: "Aren't you going to buy a batch of blue-scaled horses? We harvest so many magic crystals every day, obviously.
It’s more cost-effective to change horses!”
Surdak held one hand on the city wall, looked into the distance where the fog had cleared, and said: "Almost all of the best war horses in the empire are in the western provinces of the empire. The province of Bena is a central province and can be regarded as the two major regions of the empire.
, now heavily equipped war horses will almost never appear on the market, and such a good thing will never happen to us. Instead of waiting for illusory opportunities, it is better to seize those that can be realized. "
Samira looked at her white and slender fingers, turned to look at Suldak's side face, and asked: "How about using the magic pattern of life worth three hundred gold coins on these ancient Bo Lai war horses?
Is it worth it?”
"It should probably be okay!" Suldak said.
Samira smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Then do it. At worst, you can fight out of the Dodan Canyon and earn back in a short time. It's a pity that you can't take these bed crossbows with you!"
"Yes, the worst case scenario is to fight out of the canyon. Anyway, I collected it in the past few weeks. If I use it up, I can still earn it back!"
Surdak's voice was loud, and after speaking, he strode down the city wall.
Samira was left standing on the city wall with a puzzled look on her face...
…
Surdak decided to transplant a large number of the life magic patterns obtained from the soldier ants into the bodies of the ancient Bolai horses.
This thing can only be done by him alone. In the past three weeks, the garrison has killed nearly a hundred giant ghost-patterned soldier ants, a little more than the ghost-patterned male ants. This kind of 'strength and toughness' life demon
Patterns are found on almost every ghost-patterned soldier ant, and the yield is quite high.
Suldak took out a total of forty-six magic patterns and implanted them into the bodies of the veterans of the cavalry battalion. Now he still had 117 in stock. He decided to use them all to transform the ancient Bo Lai horses in the stable.
He worked in the stables of the military camp for nearly a week before instilling the magic patterns of life on the bodies of one hundred war horses.
One hundred ancient Bolai horses were fully armed with full metal armor. The knights on the horses also wore full heavy armor, knight lances, flails, knight long swords and knight shields. They brought a full set of equipment, and there was also a hanging hanging on the back of the saddle.
Even with seven days of marching rations, these war horses can still stand where they are.
In addition, there are 70 ancient Bolai horses covered with hard leather protective gear. The cavalry wear half armor, leather trousers and riding boots. The only weapons they carry are spears and knight's swords. After such weight reduction,
Next, these seventy batches of war horses can be considered as accompanying the army on the expedition. This time, a total of one hundred and seventy formal cavalry have been gathered.
The rest of the cavalry in the cavalry battalion can still only be regarded as horse infantry, that is, they ride horses when they are on the road. Once they reach the battlefield, they can still only dismount and fight on foot.
On the eighth day after the Queen of Weekly evacuated the Duodan Canyon, a group of heavy cavalry led by Andrew appeared in the Duodan Canyon.
Right in front of a group of mercenaries and business hunting teams...
line up,
holding a gun,
raise shield,
charge……
Fortunately, the Duodan Canyon is not that wide. One hundred fully armed heavy cavalry were arranged in two rows and launched a wave of charges towards the ant colony amid deafening shouts of killing.
However, the brilliance of these heavy cavalry was completely overshadowed by the gorgeous fighting style of the two-headed ogre wearing iron armor on the battlefield.
When Gulitem and his mage brother Naohuaer ran on the battlefield, their bodies were covered with a thick layer of ice armor.
When the ogre ran, he also threw a big fireball. Although there was only one fireball, the moment the fireball exploded in the ant colony, the atmosphere on the battlefield was completely ignited.
In his eyes, those ghostly patterned soldier ants were as non-existent as air, and the bone-crushing stick in his hand was always beating the ghostly patterned soldier ants in the ant colony.
In such a narrow canyon, the heavy cavalry only needs to increase the speed of the charge and hit them with a strong armor. In an instant, the southernmost ant colony will be rushed to pieces...