Cumberland looked at the use of the alien's recovery and protective abilities to compress the battle formation of the barbarian troops smaller and smaller, and there were more and more corpses of barbarian soldiers on the ground. He sighed and said: "There is no doubt that the alien ability is
The advantage in the war is obvious. If the church had not clung to the bad debts of hundreds of years ago and was willing to take a longer view, it would not be in the situation it is today."
The old knight turned to Todd and said: "About the alien troops, I once asked Sister Rachel and saw Huggins. How long will it take to establish a cavalry company like that?
"
Todd thought for a while and said: "In the biochemical factory, the twelfth generation is already being cultivated. Due to the maturity of the cultivation environment, I believe that the production of this equipment will become faster and faster. It is expected that by the end of this year, it can be produced in the original
Based on the foundation, we will equip the soldiers with another 200 sets."
Cumberland nodded.
Todd returned his attention to the battlefield, and his offensive strengthened again. The defense of the barbarian army was already crumbling, and it was only one step away from being breached.
"It's almost done, give the order to withdraw the troops."
Cumberland's sudden words made Todd think there was something wrong with his ears.
"Retreat? Now? But we are about to break through the enemy's defense!" Todd said anxiously to Cumberland as he watched the soldier responsible for delivering the order blow the horn to withdraw.
The old knight looked at the military strength of the Muxi Knights and broke away from the enemy's battle formation in an orderly manner. He nodded with satisfaction and said to Todd: "This battle is just a test. Take a longer view and continue the fight."
, it’s not good for us.”
Todd watched as the two warring parties gradually retreated. The barbarian army that suffered the heaviest losses, carrying the corpses of more than twenty comrades on its back, was the last one to evacuate the battlefield.
The slanting sunlight shines on the earth, and on the green wilderness, the only evidence that a battle has just occurred here is some sporadic blood stains.
After dinner, Cumberland ended the meeting with all the company captains and found Todd standing on the high ground of the camp, looking towards the North Stone Fortress.
"What? Commander, do you think today's battle is still unfinished?" The old knight walked to Todd's side, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
Todd shook his head: "At first I didn't understand why I gave up the opportunity to defeat the barbarian army. Now I have some ideas."
Cumberland's eyes lit up and he suddenly became interested: "Oh, tell me."
"The alliance between the royal army and the barbarian army seems to be very close because of the common enemy. But whether it is religious beliefs, living habits, clan identity, or strategic goals, there are big differences between them. They want to differentiate.
Enemies must find ways to break this seemingly incoherent cooperation and use targeted attacks to make them understand each other's true purpose."
Cumberland nodded approvingly, put his arm around Todd's shoulders, and motioned him to look towards the North Stone Fortress in the distance: "Did you see it there?"
Todd frowned as he looked at the fortress under the setting sun, the city walls that stretched for miles, the tall and solid walls, and the constantly patrolling defenders.
Cumberland said: "The North Stone Mine is the economic lifeline of the kingdom, and the North Stone Fortress is naturally one of the most difficult fortresses to conquer in the kingdom. Trebuchets, crossbows, boiling oil, moats, and arrow towers. This fortress has everything you need.
Even if we have explosives and alien species, it is difficult to attack it head-on with all the defense methods we can think of. However, the commander of the fortress garrison, Earl Hewlett, who values blood, plus barbarians and mercenaries, gave me a chance to defeat it.
Got an idea.”
Todd looked at Cumberland and said with enlightenment: "The strongest fortresses are often broken from within."
After hearing this, the old knight patted Todd on the back vigorously and laughed: "Yes, this is absolutely correct! But first, we must find a way to know where the weakest wall inside is...
"
Before they finished speaking, from the far side of the camp, several people headed by Edgar walked up to the two of them.
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Beishi Fortress, main hall of the fortress.
"Coward! Traitor of the alliance!" Boyle, the barbarian leader, stared angrily, leading a dozen barbarian soldiers to confront the garrison led by the fortress commander Earl Hewlett.
The count glanced at the dozens of corpses covered by white cloth in the center of the hall, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief in disgust, and said slowly to Boyle: "Two armies are facing each other, and each army has its own mission.
Maybe because the ministry that helps you
clan, just disrupt the formation arrangement. Besides, everyone has seen on the battlefield that facing enemies with fewer numbers than you, your troops are beaten without the ability to fight back. This is the incompetence of your men, and
How can you put the responsibility on us?"
What the count said was reasonable and well-founded. Boyle, who was not good at speaking, yelled for a long time, which was nothing more than angry words.
A dispute eventually broke down.
"So, what I hate most are these apes that run out of the mountains! They obviously have no ability, but they keep yelling every day." Earl Hewlett straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, with an impatient look on his face: "The kingdom is noble.
Of blood, but you want these apes to help, I really don’t know what the people in the palace think?!"
Tim, the leader of the mercenary group, paid attention to the count's face and flattered him at the right time: "With your strength, my lord, plus my men, and with the fortifications, we can completely withstand any attack. These barbaric
People are just dispensable people. Tomorrow, why don't we close the city gates tightly and concentrate on defense?"
After Earl Hewlett thought for a moment, he rejected the proposal: "Open the city gate tomorrow and continue to fight the enemy on the plain outside the fortress."
Tim was a little confused: "Sir, I don't understand why you abandon the city walls and fortifications and fight the enemy head-on?"
Earl Hewlett's face was gloomy: "I know that guy from Cumberland. He has fought with the barbarians for decades. He knows the abilities of these monkeys, so he uses superior forces to target them. As for us, as long as we
If I try my best to continue to consume the strength of the barbarian troops, I would have a chance to snatch back the mine slaves who were released by them. Moreover, letting these disobedient apes roam around in my fortress always makes it difficult for me to sleep and eat.
install."
Tim scratched the back of his head and nodded. Suddenly he remembered something and suddenly asked: "What if those barbarians refuse to go out in tomorrow's battle, or fight passively? What should we do?"
"Wouldn't that be just right?" The earl tilted his head and smiled evilly at the leader of the mercenary group: "I will never have too many slaves in the North Quarry..."
The second day of the war.
The fortress coalition forces once again fought on the plains with the Muxi Knights.
The battle situation was almost a replica of the first day. The fortress defenders and the mercenary group started a tug-of-war with the Muxi Knights, while the opposing barbarian troops suffered heavy losses again.
The third day.
The barbarian army, who understood the situation clearly, refused to leave the city to fight again. Finally, they were driven back to the battlefield by the threat of the fortress defenders running out of food and weapons. Like the previous two days, more than ten barbarian soldiers fought again.
Died on the battlefield.
That night, the barbarian army camp.
"Chief! We can't continue fighting like this! We lost sixty people in three days!"
Boyle's eyes were red and his nails dug deeply into his palms as he listened to the blood-crying accusations from his tribe.
Someone said again: "That Earl, he treats us as livestock! His mine needs slaves, and his real purpose is to enslave the brothers and sisters we rescued!"
Someone touched their belly with bitterness on their face: "The fortress has been deducting food from us and is not willing to pay our military salary! Each of our soldiers can only eat half full, let alone the slaves who have been rescued."
"My God, God! Since these bastards won't give us a way to survive, then we will fight them!"
"We lack weapons and armor. The count's army has surrounded our camp. The crossbows and bows are pointing not at the enemies outside, but here. What can we do to fight?!"
Boyle stood up, walked twice around the tent in the camp, and asked the tribesmen: "How many soldiers do we have left?"
"Chief! One hundred and eighty-five warriors are at your disposal at any time! If you feel that is not enough, the captives we rescued, whether they are old people, children, or women, are willing to fight for you!"
Give it a try?
Or sit and wait for your connecting flight?
Beads of sweat slowly dripped from Boyle's forehead.
"Chief! Someone shot this letter with a bow and arrow!"
A barbarian warrior handed a piece of letter paper to Boyle's hand. The latter unfolded the note, looked at the densely packed common language, frowned and called for the tribe's witch doctor.
The old witch doctor of the tribe read the words on the note: "At twelve o'clock at midnight, the fortress weapons depot."