The cold wind in the wilderness was still there, making a roaring sound, like the roar of an ancient beast. Seedorf ignored it, he was full of energy and took the lead. It seemed that victory was right in front of him, and it was indeed right in front of him. A mechanized army of eight thousand people was facing the enemy.
A Norscan town with only a few hundred people was a complete massacre.
However, when they arrived at the Norsca town that the scouts said before dark, they found that it was still an empty city. The buildings were empty of people, leaving only empty wooden houses and messy streets. In other words, it was an empty city.
There are no streets, just narrow dirt roads that can be used by people and livestock.
"All animals and people have been moved!"
Artillery Commander Tulas said.
"Damn it! Where are the two scouts? Bring them here!"
From excitement to frustration, it only took a moment. Seedorf felt that he had been tricked, and he was restless.
Not long after, two imperial riders were brought to the commander in front of them.
"You said you saw a living town, and now? I saw a dead city, a worthless empty city. Tell me, what is the end of deceiving the general?"
The commander-in-chief, Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces Seedorf Leitdorf loudly reprimanded.
The two scouts were so frightened that they still tried to defend themselves——
"Two days ago, there were hundreds of people here..."
"What about people now? Have they all got wings and flown?"
Seedorf roared.
The knights responsible for the investigation were unable to defend themselves. In fact, even they themselves did not understand what was going on? Two days ago, they did indeed see a small town with people coming and going. Could it be that the barbarians got the information in advance?
, moved away? But it is impossible for a town with hundreds or even thousands of people to be moved so completely in two days. They have old people and children, which will slow them down.
"Sir, give us another chance. We will catch up with them. If this is a transfer, the barbarians should be not far away."
The rider shouted.
"No, there's no chance. You two have been dismissed!"
Seedorf responded coldly.
Immediately, he turned around and said to the knight captain next to him——
"Take your people, continue the search, and get rid of these barbarians..."
Gunfire and screams interrupted their conversation.
After a brief shock, he became excited, "These barbarians actually showed up at the door themselves!" After saying that, Seedorf immediately drew his sword and rushed out.
Outside the town, there were deafening shouts of killing from the barbarians. They came from all directions, and it seemed that there were thousands of them. They were just scattered, and Seedorf didn't know the specific number of barbarians. He only knew that there were more and more barbarians.
The better. An Imperial soldier and a Norscan barbarian soldier can never defeat each other in a duel. But when a hundred Imperial soldiers fight a hundred Norscan barbarian infantry, the Imperial army will absolutely crush them. This is discipline and order.
strength.
Right now, there are as many as 8,000 imperial troops in the town, while the number of barbarian troops outside the city is only a few thousand at most. The two sides seem to be evenly matched, but in fact there is a huge disparity in strength.
The well-trained artillery troops constantly adjusted the shooting angle and poured out the shells. The more they fired, the more excited Seedorf became. He wanted to take the barbarian captives back and become the pride of his triumph.
"Fire!"
He was so excited that he almost took over Turas' command.
But soon, everyone discovered that this wave of enemies was difficult to deal with. They were too scattered. Direwolf chariots and mounted archers took turns to attack, raining arrows on this walled town. Because they were too scattered,
This made it difficult for the artillery units to aim. On the contrary, the eight thousand imperial troops were crowded into a narrow town. The infantry attacked and could not catch up with the Norscan chariots and mounted archers. The cavalry attacked? The number was too small.
Moreover, in all directions, I don’t know which direction to pursue.
The annoying battle lasted for several hours and gradually stopped late at night.
Tulas soon discovered the problem - the fighting efficiency during the day was too low, a lot of ammunition was wasted, but not many enemies were actually killed. Outside the town, the corpses of barbarians lay scattered. The real casualties
, I’m afraid there will be more for the Fifth Army...
"Your Highness, I suspect this is an organized attack. Perhaps it is a trap in itself."
At night, Turas hesitated for a long time, and finally gave advice to Seedorf. He had only one purpose, to persuade this arrogant little lord to retreat to Sawtooth Bay first, and get the information clear before attacking.
But Seedorf disagreed. He had the same proud personality as his father, but he was not as shrewd and careful as his father. At the same time, he was too young.
"Trap? You mean, we were ambushed by barbarians?"
Seedorf came out of his trance and asked.
Turas stopped answering and remained silent.
"Tulas, you are my father's most trusted general. You should be on my side and encourage the soldiers to fight bravely instead of hesitating and being suspicious here. We have ten cannons, three mortars, and
There are five rocket launchers. Did you see that? In the evening battle, countless barbarian riders died under the imperial gunfire. If it had not gotten dark earlier, their casualties would have far exceeded ours."
Seedorf was full of confidence and comforted himself.
"But here's the problem, it gets dark early..."
"Okay! At dawn tomorrow, we must rush out, catch up with this barbarian force, annihilate them, and then find their lair."
"this……"
Turas still wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by Seedorf——
"This is an order."
He could only compromise.
At night, in dilapidated towns and dilapidated houses, soldiers huddled together and relied on fires to keep warm. Looking up, there was an unfamiliar sky, and even the nebulae were dimmed. Instead, it was the strange evil moon-Mosrib,
It looked extraordinarily bright. It seemed as if you could reach out and pick it. The dim light illuminated the earth, like flowing green water flowing in this strange wasteland.
Gradually, the soldiers heard the distant and terrifying howling. Yes, it was the howling of a wolf. Moreover, it was not an ordinary wolf howling, it was a direwolf from the North...
During the day, many soldiers have seen their appearance. They are twice as big as ordinary wolves. Some have snow-white hair, some are gray-black, and some are brown or tan. A pair of eyes reveal a fierce red light.
They are a combination of strength and agility. They are not inferior to war horses when running, and they have abundant physical fitness and endurance.
Although I have never fought in close combat, I can imagine how much of a blow this thing will have on the psychological defenses of the soldiers if it rushes into the battle line. At this moment, the surroundings are filled with such terrifying howls of wolves, like a devil, surrounding them