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Rich Chapter 47 Decisive Battle; Expression

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    Three days later, the time for the war as agreed in the war letter officially arrived.  Medenach and I sat on the city wall opposite each other, and the iron hooves of war were already close at hand.  Huge numbers of enemies are gathering in the wasteland outside the hillside, and we have made adequate preparations within a short period of time.  "Report! The enemy troops have been assembled and ready to go. The direction should be towards our front!" After hearing the first-hand information from the scouts, Mednach and I stood up together and leaned on the railing to look into the distance.  "How many troops have been invested on the opposite side? I don't have the experience of counting heads." "Hmm" Mednach stretched his neck and took a rough look, and came to an approximate number as a conclusion, "Probably close to ten thousand people showed up.  "Three thousand versus ten thousand, the situation is not too bad, as long as we can seize the opportunity." Mednach nodded calmly and issued the next action order to the herald.  ¡­ The enemy infantry gradually pressed up the hillside, and the first thing they faced was a dense array of spiked wooden stakes.  The wooden piles were laid as tightly as possible and the maneuvering space was limited to a small area, which forced them to slow down their progress significantly.  "Archers, let go!" Upon hearing the order shouted by the herald, the archers who were already ready to attack immediately poured round after round of arrow rain into the enemy crowd.  The enemy had probably never faced such a battle before. The fierce and intensive firepower suppressed the momentum of their first wave of attacks, which instantly collapsed. They left the messy corpses on the ground and retreated in panic.  The archers of the Forsworn are generally transferred from hunters who are good at using bows and arrows. Their archery skills will show many remarkable features when cultivated in the living environment.  However, long-term hunting experience in the forest will make them stick to the rules.  Forcibly dragging them onto the battlefield would probably be unsatisfactory.  So I spent a whole day teaching them carefully: First, increase their shooting frequency - let them understand that when two armies are facing each other, they don't need to aim too accurately like hunting, as long as they shoot within the battlefield area, there is a dense enemy below.  There will always be people who hit arrows; the second is to improve their shooting accuracy - let them put aside the habit of shooting flatly at a small angle that they developed during hunting, and quickly develop a condescending shooting feel, ensuring that no matter how they shoot, the arrows will not miss the dense density below.  area with spiked stakes and enemies.  Now I am very satisfied with the immediate results. The energy these days has finally been paid off.  After a short period of consolidation, the enemy forces put together a second wave of offensive.  The enemy troops who had suffered losses quickly learned their lesson. They dismantled the transport carts into pieces of wooden boards on the spot and held them above their heads as shields.  The advantage of high ground greatly enhances the range and power of arrows.  Arrows rained down, but the enemy's simple shield could not cover everything as easily and freely as an umbrella.  Every step they took would leave dozens of bodies shot dead by arrows in their wake.  But this board still acted as the last straw.  Although they suffered heavy casualties, the enemy troops were able to stabilize their position under the rain of arrows and slowly advance forward. Sooner or later, they would rush in front of us.  Seeing that the enemy army had forced its way to the halfway point of the hillside, the herald, under Medernach's signal, once again shouted the order in a deafening voice.  "Archers light the fire!" Leather jackets and rattan armor are armor commonly worn by enemy troops.  Obviously this material has no resistance to flames; the dense spiked stakes on the battlefield came from cutting down the nearby coniferous forest.  The material is mostly pine wood with high oil content.  Very suitable for burning.  After a new wave of arrows was ignited and shot, a vast sea of ????fire soon appeared on the hillside and swallowed up countless enemies. The survivors retreated in embarrassment again.  The overwhelming fire will burn for several more hours.  In order to maximize the efficiency of the fire attack, I ordered people to divide the spiked wooden stakes from the middle into two sequences, the inner and outer. In other words, the enemy will have to experience this scene again. It seems that they are going to do this again.  I've had a headache for a while.  "How do you think they will respond to our plan?" I asked Mednach beside me.  Medernachi thought for a while and gave me an answer through empathy: "If I were commanding them, I would first set off rockets from a distance to burn all the wooden piles on the outside, and then follow the same pattern and then burn the inside.  "But the other party didn't think about this at all. I guess they will just have to fill it with people until we use up all the resources at hand. It's a pity"  I spread my hands helplessly and said, "If your oil production efficiency could be higher, pour hundreds of cylinders of oil down the slope and ignite it, tsk tsk, the picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it." "There is nothing to regret, now  The situation has been very good for usOkay, if we keep burning like this, we can drag it out all day.  This will not only greatly weaken the enemy's strength, but also newly-made steel weapons will be continuously delivered to our hands from the rear.  "The scout's voice rang in my ears again, interrupting my discussion with Mednach. "Report!  The enemy troops have already assembled in front of the formation for the third wave of offensive!  "The third wave of offensive? The flames are still a long time away from being extinguished. From where does the opponent plan to attack? I leaned on the city wall and looked at the enemy's camp through the air severely distorted by the fire, trying to figure it out.  . Just when I was confused, a crow hag answered my question with action. She walked tremblingly from behind the enemy army and walked slowly to the front of the burning sea of ??fire, with a magical glow in her hands.  Light. Dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, covering the entire burning sea of ????fire. Then heavy rain poured down, extinguishing the insurmountable barrier between the enemy and us. The enemy army came back again.  Counterattack. When they rushed into the wooden pile area on the inside, we released the second batch of rockets as planned, but the crow ghost's control completely ruined our carefully planned fire plan.  "Medenach secretly cursed and issued a new order to the herald in frustration, "Fire a few more waves of arrows, then retreat to the inner city and implement the next plan!  " After many twists and turns, the enemy forces who paid a lot of casualties finally broke through the outermost city wall. But what made them feel aggrieved was that we voluntarily gave up this city wall to them, and they didn't even  Encountering any form of resistance under this city wall; in addition, their mood should actually be more excited, because they finally seized a commanding height, with a suitable position and a wide view, the archers and magicians.  It finally came in handy in the battle. Under the leadership of the crow hag who cast the rain spell, a dozen Forsworn Hearts of Thorns walked up to the city wall and lined up to prepare for large-scale spell casting.  The Forsworn Hearts of Thorns received power from King Daedra by sacrificing their own hearts. Unlike those who focus on physical strength, the gifts these Forsworn received were extremely low magic.  Threshold of use ¡°When to start?  "Medenaki asked for my opinion, and the group of Forsworn Hearts of Thorns were already dead in his eyes. "Let's wait until the battle gets fierce. It's not enough to create considerable chaos now.  "The gate of the inner city wall was opened, and our legion, which had been recharged for a long time, poured out from the gate and immediately rushed forward, fighting in a melee with the attacking enemy troops. "Advanced forging technology is combined in the Forsworn camp.  It is not popular. Most people in the enemy camp wear rattan armor and leather clothes, and the weapons in their hands are generally polished bone products. On our side, the soldiers who go out to fight in the city each have a steel weapon in their hands.  , the advantage is very obvious - if we are given another month, the enemy will probably face a team covered in iron. But now it is enough to suppress the enemy, even if it is made of sharp bone and stone.  Crafted weapons can also achieve a fatal blow, but this must be based on the premise that the two weapons have never been parried together. The weapon in the hands of the enemy warrior was completely destroyed after several chops, while our warrior relied on the strength of the weapon.  The more they fought, the more brave they were, and they gradually pushed the front back towards the outside. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Crow Hag who was supervising the battle on the city wall immediately commanded the Forsworn Heart of Thorns to launch a magic attack on our side.  It shot out from the city wall and fell into our army's formation, exploding violently. I decisively gathered the power of the dragon's roar on my vocal cords and shouted a code in the direction of the crow ghost woman. A large number of signals were engraved on the inner space of the city wall.  The runes used to shield the induction, the Crow Hag and her mages failed to notice the mystery hidden under their feet. After hearing my roar, several stone slabs were suddenly lifted, and a group of people had already been arranged to swear.  The Heart of Thorns emerged from the secret passage. Before the mages who were concentrating on casting spells on the city wall had time to figure out what was happening around them, they were chopped down by these strange soldiers wielding steel axes wildly.  They were all killed, and even the crow hag who was supervising the battle was under heavy siege. She was unable to defeat the four hands with her fists. After finishing the mage on the wall, the Thornhearts immediately jumped off the wall with steel axes.  Entering the enemy formation from the rear stirred up troubled waters. The death of the Crow Hag had left the enemy army leaderless, and our army's attack from the front and rear caused chaos, and the menacing third wave of offensive just died down.  The fleeing enemy troops pursued us all the way, and the outer city wall was back under our control. Mednach stood on the outside of the city wall to observe the enemy's next move.? trends, while seeking my views on the current situation.  "Are we going to chase them out?" (To be continued) ps: Thank you to the book friend Afternoon Book for the reward!  ?As soon as the new book is released, please subscribe!  Asking for a monthly ticket!
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