Cumberland watched the "melee xenomorphs" use the recovery and protection capabilities of the xenomorphs to compress the battle formation of the barbarian troops smaller and smaller, and the corpses of the barbarian soldiers on the ground also increased, and said with a sigh: "There is no doubt that the advantages of xenomorph abilities in war are obvious, if the church had not held on to the bad debts of hundreds of years ago and was willing to look farther, it would not have fallen into the field it is today." ”

The old knight turned to Todd and said, "I once asked Sister Rachel about the xenomorph troops, and I also saw the 'dragon bones' on Huggins' body, how long will it take to establish a cavalry company like that?"

Todd thought for a moment and said, "In the biochemical factory, the twelfth generation of 'dragon bones' is already being cultivated. Due to the maturity of the cultivation environment, I believe that the production of such equipment will be faster and faster. It is expected that by the end of this year, 200 sets of "keels" can be equipped on the soldiers. ”

Cumberland nodded.

Todd returned his attention to the battlefield, and the offensive of the "melee xenomorph" intensified again, and the defense of the barbarian army was already shaky, and it seemed that it was only one step away from being breached.

"Almost, give the order to collect the troops. ”

Cumberland's sudden words made Todd think there was something wrong with his ears.

"Collect the troops, now, but we are about to break through the enemy's defenses!" Todd said to Cumberland anxiously as he watched the soldier in charge of the herald blow the horn to collect the troops.

The old knight looked at the military situation of the Dusk West Knights, methodically broke away from the enemy's battle formation, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Todd: "This battle is just a test, take a long-term view, and it will not be good for us to continue fighting." ”

Todd watched as the two warring sides gradually retreated, and the barbarian army, which had suffered the heaviest losses, carried the corpses of more than twenty comrades, and was the last to withdraw from the battlefield.

The sun shone on the land, and the only evidence of a battle that had just taken place here was a few sporadic traces of blood.

After dinner, Cumberland and all the company leaders ended their meeting and found Todd standing on the high ground of the camp looking out over the North Stone Fortress.

"What's the matter, Commander-in-Chief, do you think today's battle is still unfinished?" the old knight walked over to Todd's side and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Todd shook his head: "At first, I didn't understand why I gave up the opportunity to defeat the barbarian army, but now I have some figured it out. ”

Cumberland's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became interested: "Oh, let's talk about it." ”

"The alliance between the kingdom's 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. If you want to divide the enemy, you have to find a way to break this kind of dissociating cooperation, and use targeted attacks to make them recognize each other's true goals. ”

Cumberland nodded approvingly, put his arm around Todd's shoulder, and motioned for him to look at the North Stone Fortress in the distance: "See there?"

Todd used his Eagle Eye to look at the fortress at sunset, the miles of walls, the tall and sturdy walls, the patrolling defenders, and his brows furrowed.

Cumberland said: "The Northern Quarry is the economic lifeblood of the kingdom, and the Northern Stone Fort is naturally one of the most difficult fortresses in the kingdom to conquer. Trebuchets, bed crossbows, boiling oil, moats, and arrow towers, this fortress has all the defenses you can think of, and even if we have explosives and xenomorphs, it's hard to defeat it head-on. However, the commander of the garrison of the fortress, the blood-conscious Earl Hewlett, with the addition of barbarians and mercenaries, gave me an idea. ”

Todd looked at Cumberland and said with understanding: "The strongest fortresses are often breached from the inside. ”

When the old knight heard this, he patted Todd on the back vigorously and laughed: "Yes, that's not wrong at all! But first, you have to think of a way to know where the weakest wall inside is, where ......."

Before the words fell, in the distance of the camp, several "reconnaissance xenomorphs" led by Edgar walked in front of the two.

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North Stone Fortress, fortress main hall.

"Coward, betrayer!" the barbarian leader Boyle, with a dozen barbarian soldiers in his eyes, confronted the defenders led by the commander of the fortress, Count Hewlett.

The Earl glanced at the dozens of corpses in the center of the hall that were covered by white cloths, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief with a disgusted expression, and said slowly towards Boyle: "The two armies are facing each other, each army has its own mission, and it is impossible to disrupt the arrangement of the formation just because you help your clan. Besides, everyone has seen on the battlefield that in the face of an enemy who is smaller than you, your troops are powerless to fight back, this is the incompetence of your men, how can you put the blame on us?"

The Earl's words were reasonable, and Boyle, who was not good at words, shouted for a long time, which was nothing more than some angry words.

A dispute ended unhappily.

"So, what I hate the most is these apes running out of the mountains! Count Hewlett straightened the folds on his clothes, and looked impatient: "The noble bloodline of the kingdom, but you want to find these apes to help, I really don't know what those people in the palace think?!"

Tim, the leader of the mercenary group, paid attention to the count's face, and flattered at the right time: "With your strength, my lord, plus my men, and with the fortifications of the fortress, you can completely withstand any attack, these barbarians are just some dispensable people." Tomorrow, why don't we close the gates and concentrate on defense?"

After thinking for a moment, Count Hewlett rejected the proposal: "Open the gates tomorrow and continue the battle with the enemy on the plain outside the fortress." ”

Tim was a little puzzled: "My lord, I don't understand, why give up the walls and fortifications and fight the enemy head-on?"

Earl Hewlett's face was gloomy: "I know that guy from Cumberland, he has been fighting with the barbarians for decades, and he knows what these monkeys are capable of, so he will use superior forces against them." As for us, as long as we do our best to continue to consume the barbarian troops, we will have a chance to take back those mine slaves who were released by them. Moreover, allowing these disobedient apes to roam my fortress always makes it difficult for me to sleep. ”

Tim scratched the back of his head, nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and suddenly asked, "What if those barbarians refuse to fight in tomorrow's battle, or fight passively?"

"Wouldn't that be just right?" the Count tilted his head sideways and sneered at the head of the mercenary group, "I will never be too many slaves in the North Quarry......

The second day of the war.

Once again, the Fortress Coalition fought the Plains with the Knights of the Twilight.

The battle was almost a replica of the first day, with the defenders of the fortress and the mercenary group engaged in a tug-of-war with the Knights of Dusk, while the barbarian troops against the "melee xenomorphs" suffered heavy losses again.

Day 3.

The barbarian army, which recognized the situation, resolutely refused to go out of the city to fight again, and finally came to the battlefield again under the threat of food and weapons driven by the defenders of the fortress. As in the previous two days, more than a dozen barbarian soldiers were killed on the battlefield.

That night, the barbarian barracks.

"Patriarch, we can't fight like this anymore! In three days, we have lost sixty men!"

Boyle listened to the accusations of his people, his eyes were red, and his nails were sunk deep in his palms.

Someone said, "The Earl, he has taken us as sacrifices! His mines need slaves, and his real purpose is to enslave our rescued brothers and sisters!"

Someone touched his belly, his face full of bitterness: "The fortress has been withholding our food, and is not willing to pay our military salaries! Our soldiers can only eat half full of food, not to mention the freed slaves." ”

"The Old Gods are on top! Since these bastards won't give us a way to live, then we'll fight with them!"

"We lack weapons and armor, the count's army has surrounded our camp, bed crossbows and bows and arrows are facing, not the enemy outside, but here, what are we going to fight?!"

Boyle stood up, walked around the tent twice in the camp, and asked the people, "How many warriors do we have?"

"Patriarch, one hundred and eighty-five warriors are at your disposal! If you feel that is not enough, the captives we have rescued, whether they are old people, children, or women, they are willing to fight for you!"

Is it a go?

Or do you sit back and wait for a turnaround?

Beads of sweat were slowly dripping from Boyle's forehead.

"Patriarch! Someone shot this letter with a bow and arrow!"

A barbarian warrior handed a piece of letterhead to Boyle, who unfolded the note, looked at the dense lingua franca, and frowned to find the tribe's witch doctor.

The old witch doctor of the tribe read the words on the note: "Twelve o'clock in the night, the fortress arsenal." ”