The wind of the night blew cold, even if I wrapped my cloak like a sugar coating wrapped in candy, but still could not stop the biting chill from the sea, it seemed to be sentient, along the hem of the trousers and clothes into the flesh, teasing your tense nerves, beating more violently, and the senses became clearer.

The moonlight was hazy, reflected on the gently flowing river, the camp in the distance was brightly lit, and from time to time there was the shouting of soldiers wrestling, and some local singers with artistic cells after being drunk sang loudly, I deliberately asked the soldiers to make a morale-strong appearance, and constantly harass the enemy with spiritual weapons, so that they could not rest for a while, and naturally they could not notice the intense action on our side.

After three days and three nights of hastily crafting, consuming and seizing almost all the weapons, the blacksmiths finally rushed to produce two iron cables as thick as an adult man's arm.

My uncle, who was adrift at sea, was still nowhere to be heard, so I had to send scouts to the coastal areas and Ghent respectively to ask my uncle the reason for his tortoise-like slowness, so as soon as the iron rope was ready, I immediately selected a few farmers with good water qualities, rowed small boats, and pulled them sideways across the water to fix them, creating artificial moats, preventing the boats in the port of Utrecht from passing through the river, making contact with the outside world, and cutting off the water supply line on which they depended most for survival.

"I didn't expect you to really make it, Lord Earl."

When Knight Kyle heard the news, he rushed over to watch the spectacular sight of the iron cable crossing the river, although he had already guessed my intention, but when the iron ropes on both sides of the river were fixed and really straightened, he still sighed.

"This iron creature is so thick that even the legendary giants cut it with an axe, and I'd like to see how they can get out, unless the devil gives the Utrecht bat wings."

So saying, he walked over to the big steel nail that held the iron cable in place, stared at the stake thicker than his waist, and suddenly burst out laughing in the direction of the city of Utrecht, with a triumphant expression that made people mistakenly think that the iron cable was his idea.

"Two iron cables are not enough to block the enemy's ships, and this is only the first step in the siege."

Feeling that the night wind seemed to be a little lighter, I loosened my cloak slightly, pointed to two iron cables that were not far from each other, and said to him: "Lay planks between the iron ropes to make a simple pontoon bridge, and then nail wooden stakes along the edges, and seal them with mud and sand, not to mention the warships, and even the river will not be able to flow out, and the city of Utrecht was originally built in a low-lying place, and even if the river water cannot break the city walls, it can destroy the wells in the city, making the well water turbid and undrinkable, and cutting off their water supply." ”

Speaking of excitement, I clenched my fists excitedly, when I was a child, I heard the storyteller tell the story of the three families dividing the Jin, and the allusion to the city of water has long been clear in my chest.

Knight Kyle stared at me as if he didn't know me, his expression immediately turned to shock, and he paced in place with his hands behind his back for a long time before he slowly spat out a sentence, as if he suddenly felt:

"How the hell did you come up with these evil ideas? Fortunately, Nijmegen is a friend of Flender, otherwise it would be really hard for me to imagine how embarrassed I would be when I played against you on the battlefield, and no one could take even a single trick by playing cards out of common sense, God has blessed you with unparalleled talent, surpassing us ordinary people too much, how unfair. ”

I walked over and tried to pat him on the shoulder, but his burly figure was as hard to reach as a hill, so I could only awkwardly symbolically pat him on the back, point in the direction where the army he led was encamped, and say:

"I think the first thing you should think about now is to move the camp, not to worry about the impossible, not far from the small high ground to build a dam to hold back the soil, you can protect yourself in the flood, of course, you have to bring enough drinking water, because once the water rises, not only Utrecht will become a stormy isolated city, our already scattered forces have also become several isolated islands in the vast water, the connection between each other is very problematic, and a clean drinking water source is also a difficulty."

In the days that followed, the besieging troops moved to relatively high ground and set up camp, so that the enemy in the city did not know the situation and did not dare to try to attack, until their fleet retreated in front of the iron cables that had accumulated into a dam of earth, and found that the many rivers flowing under the city of Utrecht had become more and more turbulent, and the rising floods gradually flooded the low-lying fields and villages below the city, and finally rose higher and higher, slowly approaching the top of the outer city's not very high walls.

Standing on top of the embankment built by the peasants, facing the mirror-like surface of the man-made lake in Nijmegen, a few waterfowl flew low and curiously flew by, I really couldn't understand when this great lake appeared, Utrecht floating in the middle of the water, like an ethereal mirage, even the figures moving back and forth on it, they had become completely sealed behind the stone walls, and every landing site that might lead to the supply farms and fresh water sources was heavily guarded by our troops. Cut off the lifeline they depend on.

"In a few more days, we can easily take the last stronghold of the Frisians, right?"

I know that he is not here to discuss the military situation, but to find an opportunity to rub some high lv5 wine from the army in Nijmegen, this good thing is not something that knights of his level can often enjoy, the old drunkard is still a worry-free drunkard in the current situation of the enemy, I don't know whether to sigh at his empty eyes, or heartless intelligence.

I looked far away, and after crossing the absolute 6.0 eyes, I still couldn't see the situation in the city of Utrecht, and I complained in my heart why the telescope was not invented hundreds of years earlier, and I saved myself from stretching my neck like a giraffe.

I got off the horse, the man under the crotch may be afraid of the terrain surrounded by water, for a few days I have been restless, obviously lost a circle, so that the little squire who feeds the horse trembles all day long, for fear of not taking good care of the earl's mount and being punished, you must know that in the Middle Ages, a horse suitable for war may require a dozen peasant families for a year's income to support, and the cost of daily care is even more unimaginable to ordinary people, like the current private jet, gold is very expensive.

"The more this happens, the more worried I become."

Unlike Knight Kyle, who was sipping wine behind him and admiring him, I felt that things were not so simple, everything was too smooth, and it made me feel like the invigilator in high school, deliberately letting down his guard and letting you take out the cheat sheet, and then waiting for the rabbit to catch a blind mortal danger lurking in front of him, I stroked the neck of the mount to comfort it to calm down.

"Why don't they show any signs of struggling, although the sea boat can't be berthed out of the draft, but the boat can still come and go freely on this water, with their water skills, they can take advantage of the middle of the night when our soldiers relax their vigilance, secretly attack a few poorly defended strongholds, there is food in the city I believe, but the water in the well is no longer suitable for human drinking at all, maybe the enemy can sink more than I imagined."

Hearing this, Knight Kyle put down his hardly holding cup, walked up to me with his waist crossed, and pointed to the dozen or so hills besieging the city:

"Each one is built according to your requirements, and the distance between them is not very far, even if there is wind and grass, the surrounding friendly forces can arrive to support before the enemy retreats, and according to the current trend of rising water, it will not be long before their fragile walls will not be able to withstand the pressure and cracks, all we need to do is wait, sharpen our swords and guns, and thank God for standing on the side of justice again."

After finishing speaking, he drew a cross on his chest, with a burly shape of five big and three thick, which was as funny as Schwarzenegger wearing a ballet dress.

In fact, I couldn't tell what I was worried about, so I simply stopped thinking about it, but remembered another disturbing thing: "Speaking of waiting, my eldest brother still doesn't have any news?" ”

Knight Kyle just took the wine glass handed over by the squire, and shrugged helplessly: "The scouts sent to Flanders have not yet returned, and the scouts who searched along the coastline have not been able to bring back any news, and my lord's fleet seems to have evaporated from the world." ”

Speaking of this, he felt that he was a little speechless, paused awkwardly, looked up at my face, and continued: "Maybe there is a problem with supplies, maybe it is a storm and temporarily sheltering in a certain port, God forbid, who knows?" ”

I nodded and faced the north, the delta of the estuary of Utrecht, not far away, from where you entered an open bay, and then through the waterway to the North Sea, along the way were built many fortresses and noble castles against the Danish invasion era, and several populated towns were also mostly built on the waterfront, all of them were like frightened birds, so the crux of the matter was that Utrecht changed hands, as long as the head of the city changed the banner of the king, the coastal castles would be invincible.

"Where the hell are you, my eldest brother, if God hears my humble prayers, let your fleet appear at once, for the enemy in the city is clearly waiting for leisure, and the morale of Nijmegen is dissipating day by day, and the day of decisive battle may soon come."

I avoided the crowd and prayed silently: "The commander of the enemy does not know if it is the old Earl of Friesland, and the viciousness of the strategy is indeed sophisticated. ”

It seems that my prayers did not move God, and instead of sending Flender's fleet, he sided with the enemy, and what I feared day and night finally happened.

When I was woken up by the noise of people outside the tent, it was early in the morning, and most of the stars in the sky were gone, and only the moon was low in the sky, stretching out and waiting for the end of work.

By this time most of the soldiers had fallen into a deep sleep, and the guards in charge of the night were also drowsy and drowsy, and no one noticed the countless small boats that had been secretly lowered from the city of Utrecht, and the sailors who were usually soldiers in the commercial war had bitten steel knives and quietly rowed over the water, surrounding a hill where the iron rope was fixed, which was defended by the fat Sith Knights, with about one hundred and fifty peasants and five or six horseback attendants, and the high ground opposite was the territory of the Knight of Kell, He could have provided support quickly through the dam that connected the two places, which was why the fat knight Sith was so relieved to snore so loudly, sometimes so big that I couldn't sleep from the distance from the tent.

"It's the Sith's camp, Lord Earl." Rollo quickly helped me put on my armor and whispered what he knew.

"See!"

I tightened my cuffs, picked up my sword, and rushed out of the tent, almost all the defensive positions were lit with bright and extinguished torches, and the enemy's actions were exposed, but their reckless actions seemed to have a deeper meaning, and I frowned slightly, and suddenly understood the enemy's intentions.

"It's not good, blow the trumpet and gather the archers!"

(End of chapter)