The territorial nobles of the two principalities were very painful and angry. They had lost more than 900 people in the morning attack. In the afternoon, they were lured by two enemy artillery pieces, and about 300 noble private soldiers were gone again. This is not the case with those
A lowly conscripted citizen, but an elite family armed force. A territorial nobleman who sent two squads of his own private soldiers to chase the two cannons watched helplessly as his family armed forces were wiped out by the enemy. He was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.
Unconscious...
What made the territorial nobles the most resentful was that the enemy pushed artillery towards the camp and fired, causing less than ten casualties. However, the chaos caused to the camp lasted until the evening. If they hadn't killed a few, they would have been frightened and half crazy.
The heads of the citizens were recruited to warn the rest of the people who were still in shock, maybe this riot would continue forever.
The territorial nobles who hated and cursed vowed that if they could catch these enemies, they would torture them with the most cruel methods to vent their anger and resentment. They originally planned to launch a night attack at night, but now it seems that those who have enlisted
The people of the territory had no hope. The nobles of the territory had a heated discussion as to whether they should continue to implement this plan.
In the end, the common enemy gained the upper hand, and the territorial nobles made a concerted effort to dispatch all the private soldiers of the nobles to conduct a night attack in retaliation for the enemy's shelling of the camp in the afternoon. They believed that the enemy had taken such a big advantage in the afternoon and successfully disrupted the attack.
Therefore, they must not have expected that the territorial nobles would insist on carrying out night attacks at night. In addition, the noble private soldiers are all well-trained elites, and their roundabout and frontal assault speeds are not comparable to those of the conscripted territorial citizens. I believe this
This night attack will definitely be successful and those hateful enemies will be eliminated soon...
After waiting anxiously for half the night, good news finally came from the front line. The noble private soldiers who attacked at night successfully occupied the enemy's defensive position. But the problem was that it was an empty position, and the enemy did not know when they had withdrawn.
, on the contrary, the noble private soldiers accidentally fell into a trap set by the enemy during the night attack and injured more than a hundred people.
Digging holes and setting traps is no longer a problem, and only one or two people were injured. The main reason is that the enemy buried a lot of sharp wooden wedges, broken swords, spear points, etc. in the trenches, most of which were weapons of the people who were recruited.
After the enemy cleaned the battlefield, they collected these scraps of metal and scrap metal. When they retreated, they buried them at the bottom of the trench with the tips of their knives and spears pointing upward. There were also a few scarecrows placed next to them. From a distance, they looked like sleeping soldiers. First
A group of noble private soldiers who rushed to the position jumped into the trenches without hesitation, preparing to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, but they were all attacked. The private soldiers following behind heard the screams of their comrades, thinking that they were defeated, and hurriedly jumped into the trenches to provide reinforcements.
, and then a part of it was also injured...
All the nobles in the territory were so angry that they were about to vomit blood. Not only did their full force attack, which they had stored up for a long time, miss the target, they also sprained their waists. The enemy was so insidious and cunning that an empty defensive position actually
He also cost himself more than a hundred injuries. This time, he was healed. Most of the injuries were to his feet and calves. The feet were either punctured or the calves were scratched. It was impossible to walk, and he still needed to send someone to lift him.
The wounded are back.
"Where have all the enemies gone?" asked a territorial noble.
The private soldier who came back to report the news responded hesitantly: "It should be Squirrel Village. After we occupied the defensive position, we wanted to visit Squirrel Village. We sent a small team there, but they were beaten back by a burst of cold gunfire..."
"Why don't you just rush over?" A territorial nobleman who was so angry that his nostrils were swollen shouted loudly: "Since we find that the enemy is in Squirrel Village, then we all pounce on them. How many enemies are there? There are so many of us.
, they all rushed over and crushed them to death!"
The poor private soldiers don't know how to answer. It can't be said that everyone is frightened by the enemy. They are afraid that the enemy has also set a trap in Squirrel Village. If they rush over and fall into the enemy's plan, then they will be the unlucky private soldiers.
Soldiers... Anyway, the territorial nobles asked the private soldiers to capture the enemy's defensive position on the hillside, but they did not say they would attack Squirrel Village...
At this time, Baron Frinsland, the former lord of Squirrel Village, stepped forward to help the private soldier who came to report the news. He told the territorial nobles present that although Squirrel Village was a poor mountain village, the village still had a stone defense against wild beasts.
Walls and log fences. If the private soldiers of the nobles rush down to attack Squirrel Village, they may fall into the enemy's trick and cause unnecessary casualties. It is better to station in the defensive position on the hillside at night and wait until dawn tomorrow morning.
From a vantage point, we have a clear view of Squirrel Village, and we know what the enemy's plot is.
So the territorial nobles adopted Baron Flinsland's suggestion and ordered the private soldiers to station themselves in defensive positions on the hillside until dawn tomorrow.
The next day the sun rose high and the nobles of the territory got up after a good night's sleep. After washing themselves up and having breakfast in the presence of the servants, they gathered in the big tent and sighed about the military service.
The hardships and hardships of life. After everyone had arrived, they rode their mounts and walked toward the hillside defensive position surrounded by personal servants and guards.
The private soldiers of the nobles, who had been exposed to the cold wind all night on the hillside defensive position, lined up shivering to welcome the arrival of the lords. Because no one had given instructions, the camp did not prepare breakfast for these private soldiers. All the private soldiers
I starved all night and for half the morning on the battlefield. However, the territorial nobles were all reasonable upper-class people and were very considerate of the private soldiers' mood. They immediately ordered their servants to go to the camp to prepare food and drinks for the private soldiers.
Clear water.
Baron Flinsland was right. Standing on the defensive position on the hillside, looking down, Squirrel Village was indeed unobstructed. Although it was only a small mountain village with less than a hundred households, the area was indeed not small, and it was surrounded by the territorial nobles.
That camp is not much different. However, the houses in the village are really dilapidated. They are all shacks made of rotten wood and branches, and the roofs are covered with thick thatch. The only thing that can be seen is that most of the broken shacks have a large one in front of them.
It is easy to understand whether it is a yard or flat ground, because these villagers need a place to dry the mountain products they picked.
Squirrel Village does have a fence made of rocks and logs. This is mainly to prevent attacks by wild beasts at night. Carnivores who lack food in winter can easily focus their attention on small mountain villages, so Squirrel Village not only has a fence, but also digs in front.
formed a trench.
It's probably because no wild beasts have been able to enter the village for a long time. The villagers have no longer paid attention to or ignored the ditch and the fence. The stone wall has been in disrepair for a long time and has collapsed in several places.
, the gaps are covered with moss and climbing vines. The same is true for the log fence. Some logs have been eaten away by insects and ants, exposing a lot of rotten stubble. Even the ditch is covered with
Thick weedy bushes...
On the hillside next to the village, there are scattered mountain fields, which add up to about two hundred acres. However, these mountain fields are now empty. The winter wheat has been harvested, and wheat straw is piled everywhere in the village.
All, and there are a lot of firewood piles made of dead branches.
Baron Flinsland was very angry. If it hadn't been for the invasion of the Overas Kingdom and the raid on the three southern counties, he could have harvested this batch of winter wheat. Although the value of this batch of winter wheat in Squirrel Village was not high, it was still
It's better than the lowly citizens who have all returned to Squirrel Village. Besides, after this incident, even if they can win the war and regain their territory, those villagers will be difficult to manage in the future. These lowly citizens will probably take their territory away.
The harvest was kept privately instead of being handed over to the justifiable lord of this territory.
Squirrel Village was quiet and there were no traces of people. It seemed that they knew that the joint forces of the territorial nobles of the two principalities were coming, so the squadron of the Overas Kingdom stationed here moved the villagers of Squirrel Village to another place.
In this place, Squirrel Village has become a deserted and deserted mountain village.
"Look over there, the enemy is there!" a territorial noble said, pointing to the northwest corner of the village.
Baron Flinsland took out a monocular and looked at it. This is a private item that every territorial noble will equip, and is used for hunting and fighting. Squirrel Village is his territory, and he is very familiar with it. The northwest part of the village
Corner, isn't that the place where he camped when he came here for hunting in previous years? The various mountain products harvested from the villagers of Squirrel Village every year are stored in the stone warehouse in the camp, and then sold to those big trading houses when the quantity is large. Every time he
You can get a lot of money income, but it’s a pity that this year’s income is gone...
The camping site seen through the monocular telescope was completely different from the impression in Baron Flinsland's memory. Originally there was only a double-story wooden building and a stone warehouse, and there was a log fence fifty meters in front.
.Now next to the stone warehouse, under the stone wall of the small rock mountain, a row of long wooden houses were built with logs, and a row of large wooden sheds were also built behind the log fence.
There was originally an open space of more than 100 meters between the log fence of the campsite and the Squirrel Village, estimated to be about 140 to 50 meters. This was a place specially set aside by the lord, Baron Flinsland, for his servants to walk their horses.
.For this open space, he ordered his servants and guards to demolish the walls of Squirrel Village and the dilapidated houses of several villagers, and level the land, just to give his beloved horse a place to walk.
As a lord, Baron Flinsland naturally has this power. Besides, when he goes hunting here, he can see a large green grassland when he wakes up early in the morning, and it is better to see a few of his beloved horses strolling on it than to see a few of his subjects.
A shabby house is much more pleasant...
Now this green grassland has also been ruined by the enemy squadron stationed here. They moved forward nearly sixty meters, rebuilt a log fence, and dug a two-meter-wide trench in front. From the trench
They didn't waste the soil they dug out. They mixed it with some vines and pressed it into large cubes. They then piled these soil cubes in front of the log fence to form a mud block wall.
Although the wall made of mud blocks, which is only about 70 meters long, and the log fence are only about three meters high, there is a suspension bridge in front of the trench. A low rain shelter is also built on the log fence, and there are also constructions on both sides.
A log fort was built. One end was connected to the small rocky mountain, and the other end was cut off at the steep slope of the mountain road. In fact, it had become a small fortress that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
All the enemies have clearly retreated into this small fortress. Through the monocular, you can see the musket barrels protruding between the log fences behind the mud wall. However, there are very few people inside walking around in the open space. From a distance.
Looking at it, this small fortress contains infinite murderous potential in its silence.
"Here, is there any water source inside?" A lord and noble murmured.
Baron Flinsland replied with a wry smile: "Yes, there is a clear spring on the small rocky mountain next to it, which continues all year round..."
If it weren't for that clear spring, the lord, Baron Flinsland, wouldn't have chosen that place to build his hunting camp.
"Then, can we go around to the back and climb up the small rocky mountain?" Another territorial noble asked.
"You can't climb it. Behind it is a rock cliff of nearly fifty or sixty meters. But you can go up the mountain in front. It's just very rugged and steep, but you can reach the top of the mountain." Baron Flinsland said this, but he didn't say it.
Inside the camp, if you can go up the mountain in front, you have already captured this small fortress. Why go up the mountain then?
The territorial nobles of the two principalities knew well that if they wanted to capture such a small fortress, without cutting off the water source and obtaining favorable geographical conditions, the only two options were to siege it for a long time.
Force the defenders to surrender. The second is the ant attack, which uses superior forces to carry out frontal attacks without stopping, slowly consuming the defenders' strength and energy. Only when the defenders inside can no longer hold on, can it be possible to capture this small fortress.
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However, both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages. Although the first long-term siege can reduce one's own casualties, it requires the provision of logistical supplies for the siege force, which is an unaffordable burden for the territorial nobles of the two principalities.
Figures. They have assembled nearly 5,000 troops and are preparing to plunder the three southern counties. Just raising the logistics supplies for these 5,000 people for ten and a half months has almost exhausted their family resources, and they are waiting to rob some property from the three southern counties to supplement it.
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What they didn't expect was that they would be beaten to death by an enemy garrison of less than 200 men, suffering heavy casualties. In just a few days, they had lost nearly half of their troops. It was precisely because of the casualties
Too much, but it made the supplies they gathered more abundant, enough for the remaining troops to last for several months.
It's just that the number of enemies is smaller, and they can hold on in this small fortress for a longer time. Therefore, the first method is not advisable. Then, the only thing left is to attack the fort with ants. Although this method will cause heavy casualties, it will also protect the territory.
The nobles do not need to go into battle in person. As long as they do not sacrifice themselves, the casualties of some family armed nobles and private soldiers can be tolerated...