MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 45 Forty-five final deployment

   Chapter 45 Forty Five Final Deployment

  After dusk, the curtain of night reappears in the old world.

The   Dravin army was located less than forty miles from the Norsca Bloodwolf Tribe.

It was very unwise to spend the night in the deep woods. The Draven army marched east and found a low **** where they could encamp. The militiamen felled conifers and built wood into simple shacks in which they hid. Light a fire and avoid the cold wind.

  The knights also stayed in their tents and could not avoid going out.

As you go deeper to the north, the branches of the dark forest are twisted, and the trunks and branches of many trees have turned gray. The rich scum in the forest is corrupted, and the wildly proliferating trees are intertwined, expanding into the wilderness and arching on the ground. One shocking clod after another.

  Lyren stood beside the camp, on the trunk of a newly-born conifer, countless "eyes" like annual rings slowly wriggled, staring at the kingdom knight with seemingly non-existent eyes.

   "I didn't expect that the corruption of Chaos would be so severe that such a demon would spawn." Milton Thane stood beside Lallen and found himself being stared at by countless "eyes", causing a chill on his body.

   He swore to Uric that he had never seen such a strange tree.

   "Therefore, we can't just sit back and watch the Norsca rampage, and the severe corrosion has changed the natural environment. In the spring of next year, this forest will become a paradise for beastmen, and people can no longer live in the surrounding dozens of miles."

  White wolf knight Krill took out the wine bag around his waist and sprayed the liquor on the conifers. He took the torch from the servant and threw it over.

  Dry tree trunks in winter are extremely flammable, and the flames devoured the trunk instantly, rushing from the roots to the branches.

   A terrifying scene appeared. The strange tree with "eyes" twitched in the fluttering firelight. Several soldiers around subconsciously sniffed the lingering smell on the tip of their noses, like pine wood resin and barbecue.

   "Beastmen's wombs in the trunk of the conifers." Lallen explained: "Fortunately, even if we burn them to death, it won't take long for the horned beasts to burst out of the womb."

   Chaos Corruption will break the barriers of life and death, stillness and activity, turbidity and clarity. Where Chaos Corruption is strong enough, even the holy tears of Lady Serena of Mercy will turn into the deadliest poison.

  The horses of the knights are fed with fodder and some black beans. The horses are the second life of the knights. They have followed the rules of the knights since they were children.

The   Oak Village army has set up camp, and their dinner is a small amount of meat, turnips, potatoes, beets, and barley flour, mixed with mushy, and enough bread.

   Today is the eighth day of their expedition. During these eight days, the soldiers of Oak Village have experienced the test of blood and fire, and they have survived. This group of guys who are on the battlefield for the first time feels very lucky.

  The spear and shield soldiers gathered around the bonfire, and several veterans chatted about Oak Village to the later outpost soldiers.

   "Abarth, I heard that you lived in an outpost with Lord Knight?" Gavin picked up the barley bread from the dinner plate, bit off half of it, and said indistinctly.

   Veteran Abbat nodded.

   Driven by curiosity, the young sergeant hurriedly asked: "Then, did Lord Lailen do anything when he was at Berg's outpost? Earth-shattering? Like killing two or three beasts with one fist?!"

   "Tell us about it!"

   "Yes! Yes!"

   "Abate, tell us about it!"

  The surrounding soldiers roared.

   They all want to know the past experience of this chosen person, and according to the thinking of ordinary people, they deeply analyze everything about the knight master. In layman's terms, it is gossip.

   Unable to stand the bitter pleadings of the crowd, Abate swallowed a mouthful of batter, raised the cuff of his padded jacket unhurriedly, and wiped his mouth.

   He said slowly: "To be honest, Lord Knight has indeed done great things during his time at the outpost!"

   "Oh! Oh! Oh!"

  The soldiers were so excited that they couldn't help but approach Abarth and pricked up their ears one by one, for fear of missing a word.

   "There are a few soldiers in the Berg outpost."

  The veteran explained the bad deeds of Maz and others without any concealment, and the surrounding soldiers were indignant, and they hated the rogues.

  In the eyes of the country people, the local rogues are no different from the robbers who pass by and rob.

   Of course, some greedy lords are even more annoying, such as a guy who likes to tax dinners, and he was cut in the middle by the mob.

   "Lord Lailun at that time! One punch knocked the nasty Maz flying away, and even a few soldiers were frightened. I watched them standing there dumbfounded, motionless, and it took a long time to think of running away!"

  It has to be said that the vivid description of the veteran Abarth has a strong sense of substitution. I am afraid that even the active bard can only give in to his eloquence.

   "Ah, what happened later? What happened later?"

  Gavin exclaimed excitedly, he couldn't wait to hear what happened next in beating the rogue.

   "Later, I joined forces with a few good guys and taught Maz and the others a hard lesson."

The dark silver plate armor gleamed under the bonfire, the kingdom knight walked slowly, smiling, and the two ranger knights behind him were sullen, and the ranger knights never gave good advice to casually talking about the actions of the Chosen One. complexion.

   "Master Knight!"

   "Lord Laren!"

   Two very different greetings, obviously the former has not yet adapted to the environment of the Oak Village army.

  The soldiers around the bonfire put down their bowls and spoons and tried to stand as straight as possible.

   "All sit down."

  The knights of the kingdom waved their hands and motioned them to continue eating: "We are fighting against the Norsca people, and it is the most important thing to keep our spirits up."

   "Have a good rest tonight."

After   Lyren said this, he left with the two ranger knights.

   He has a lot of things to do, and Krill, the Knight of the White Wolf, is waiting for him to set a tactical plan.

  In the tent in the center of the camp, fierce quarrels kept ringing.

   "What do you want to do? Get the infantry line up? How long can they hold up? Three minutes? Five minutes?"

   "Then what you said must be right? Disperse the army and ambushed a group of infantry in the side woods. If it is discovered, wouldn't it be a waste?"

  The two knights thumped the table recklessly, one clapping louder than the other, their faces flushed, and neither would accept the other.

   "Give me quiet! Will arguing solve the problem!"

   The iron glove of the white wolf knight was rammed on the table, and a fist mark was dented.

  The quarrelling knights did not dare to make a sound, and stood silently.

   "Master Creel."

  Lairen stepped into the tent, and the two ranger knights behind him stood on both sides of the curtain door very wisely. They were not yet qualified to participate in the discussion, and being able to stand inside to listen is a very high reward.

   "Layen, you're here."

   Seeing the Knights of the Kingdom come in, Kriel was relieved, he took off his iron gloves and covered his forehead in pain.

  The inside of the tent became very quiet, and everyone was waiting for the words of the first White Wolf Knight.

   The one who understands him the most is Lailun. The originally difficult encirclement and suppression battle turned into a very passive situation now.

   The movement of the Beastmen army is unknown, and the number of enemies is unclear. If it is said that knowing oneself and knowing the enemy can win, then the odds that Krill can grasp is only 30%.

  The army of the Baron Jorn was completely destroyed, the life and death of Baron Jorn was unknown, and there was no news of the baronial knights. Under such circumstances, the battle could be declared a failure.

But the threat from the north can't be let go. Once the war burns to the Earl of Draven and the city of Grimmenhagen, then the beast path straight to Middenheim will be unimpeded, and the enemies of Dracowald Forest are ready to move. , will pass through the Grimmenhagen canyon, attack the human empire, and the beast tide will rage in Midden.

   "Hu" The heavy burden on his shoulders caused the White Wolf Knight to suffer.

   All the troops he can mobilize are here, the regular army of the earl and the provincial army of Miden are all facing off against the army of Rick at Kronburg at this moment.

   Accompanying the old wolf Boris Todbringer of Midden Collar, playing a joking trick.

  Clear opened his eyes again, his voice still loud: "Lauren, I want to hear your advice on how we should fight tomorrow's battle."

   under the attention of everyone.

  Lyren said solemnly: "We will recreate the tactics of the Battle of Astolfin Bridge, and take the fighters back into our hands!"

   "Battle of Astorphon Bridge?"

   "Isn't that the battle of Emperor Sigmar's fame?!"

  Knights all know something about this legendary battle where less wins more.

The Battle of Astorfin Bridge was the first battle of the empire's first emperor, Sigmar, when he led three hundred brave Ricks, taking advantage of the terrain and precise morale changes, to defeat more than 2,000 green men in the Grey Mountains. Leather Savage Orcs.

  Laylen stretched out his hand and pointed to the location of Xien Village on the sheepskin map: "There are multiple reasons for this tactic."

"First of all, considering the strength of the Norsca people, our army cannot easily confront head-on. As knights in the north, you must be deeply impressed by the melee combat strength of the Yankees, and the ranger knights who have been trained for many years cannot be guaranteed 100% Kill the Norsca Berserker in a duel."

  The imperial army of more than 200 people is mixed with a large number of militiamen. They are strictly miscellaneous troops, and at most they have undergone simple training for a period of time.

  Although the formation was far more tidy than the serf infantry of the Knight Kingdom opposite the Grey Mountains, Laylen never intended to use them as the main line of defense.

   Opponents are the same number or even more Norsca warriors, tall, battle-hardened real warriors.

  The axe in their hands is enough to split chainmail, they are not afraid of death, bloodthirsty and warlike, any word to describe the executioner is very suitable for Norsca warriors.

   After listening to Laren's words, the knights also realized the weakness of their army.

  The melee infantry can't hold the battle line, even if there are more troops, it is only a matter of time before they are defeated.

   "Then why not divide into several armies, lure them slowly, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop?" Milton Sean asked a question. He was more inclined to use the arrogance of the Norsca to lure the enemy deeper.

   "Wolf packs sniff out danger, and 'Lone Wolf' Kordrog won't be easily lured by us," explained Lallen.

   "On the contrary, he will use our tactics to intersperse and surround the divided army, and finally eat it."

The Buck Knight nodded and stopped talking, so Lallen continued: "The most important goal of the Battle of Astorfin Bridge is to break free the besieged city of Ulbricht, and our goal is also Change is needed."

"The sacrifice of the Norsca people needs to wait until tomorrow, that is, the night of the full moon on October 14th. In their stronghold, at least 300 people of the Empire have been captured. Our goal is to stop the Norsca people. Carry out the second round of blood sacrifice."

   "Rescue the captured Imperial subjects."

   "However, we don't have the extra military strength to rescue them, and we can't bear the pressure on the frontal battlefield." A knight's face appeared hesitant, but out of knighthood, he also supported the rescue of the people of the empire.

   "So, the only thing the army has to do is to hold back the Norsca! The Evil God believers must not be allowed to return to their strongholds!" Lallen shouted sharply.

   "Send a team of knights to detour from the Black Crow Bridge, wait until the war starts, and then rush in!"

"last question!"

  The White Wolf Knight stood up, he returned to his previous state, his eyes were cold and ruthless.

   "Are you sure the Norsca will give up their stronghold and fight with us?"

   "They didn't give up standing, but decided the end of the war." Lallen said solemnly.

  The tent was quiet again.

   A hurried footstep sounded, and the panting attendant ran into the tent.

   He said loudly: "Lord Knight! There is an accident in the west of the camp!"

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