It took some time to assemble the landing force, the bull arranged for the soldiers to clear the area where the camp was built, cut down trees to make horses and watchtowers, and the logistics formation was responsible for erecting tents and burying pots and cooking, and spreading scouts to the area of the four and five miles.

The current bull has experienced several births and deaths with me, and he can be regarded as a person who has experienced the scene, and he has a faint style of a general, whether it is marching or camping, he can issue orders according to the situation in an orderly manner, and handle all affairs in an orderly manner without me worrying

Of course, fighting for the vanguard in every battle is also one of his greatest advantages, Kong Wu's powerful figure is like the reincarnation of the god of war, which not only leaves an indelible psychological shadow on the enemy, but also greatly encourages the fighting passion of our soldiers.

The bull is relatively high in my heart, or I only see Kohler as my personal bodyguard and personal think tank, and there is a vague wariness and distrust, but the bull is a hardcore descendant, a figure who can take charge of himself, and it is also a pillar that I want to focus on cultivating and sealing the territory in the future.

"My lord, please burn your feet to relieve your fatigue!"

The bull placed a wooden bucket full of hot water in front of me, and said to me respectfully: "The soldiers have had their dinner, and now they have all gone to bed, and the night watch has been arranged, and the scouts are spread out for five miles, so that they cannot hide their eyes from the slightest disturbance, and you can rest at ease." ”

I put my foot in the barrel and tried it, and the temperature was just right, so I soaked my feet in it with confidence, and it was obvious that the bull was in his heart, and he must have tried the warmth many times.

The comfortable feeling from the soles of my feet instantly spread to the cerebral cortex, and the warmth dispelled the cold and stomach pain from my body, numb to the bones, soft and drowsy, I closed my eyes and threw my head back, and my stiff neck from riding a horse creaked dullly.

"If it's arranged, you can also go to rest, you are busy for most of the day, and the iron people can't bear it, there will be a fierce battle after tomorrow, you are the vanguard of our army, and Kohler is by my side at night, safety can be guaranteed, rest assured."

The bull nodded at Kohler, who was rubbing his compound bow straight to the side, and the bear child didn't see him at all, completely absorbed by his new favorite.

The bull sighed, stooped and saluted, and then withdrew from the tent, I knew that he would not be idle at night, and it was estimated that he would probably fill in the hidden corners to fill in the gaps in the guards' defenses when they were dozing, and he would be conscientious in everything, which was one of the reasons I liked him, of course, mainly because of his loyalty, like a loyal dog in the house, not a cat like Kohler, who could not guess when he would slip away, and could only follow the fur carefully.

I didn't say anything all night, and I woke up from my sleep near noon, and last night's burning of my feet made me completely relaxed, and my fatigue completely disappeared, and I could face the upcoming siege with energy.

Anyway, why have I been attacking the enemy's fortified logistics castle?

It's like I'm a siege master!

The plan this time is to take advantage of the fact that the rebels do not yet know the Venetians and have joined forces with us, and the Venetian fleet will be used as a frontal attack force, swaggering to dock at the port of Ravanna, looking for an opportunity to quickly control the main part of the castle with lightning speed, or contain the enemy in the castle, and then send us a signal that we who are ambushed in the woods on the edge of the city will rush forward and take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to conquer it, or completely occupy the suppressed castle like a complete military parade.

What a perfect plan, in fact, is just to kill the ripe, typical marketing strategy, the rebels think they are familiar with Venice, so they are slaughtered, no matter what age you have to be careful to watch out for the people around you, because you don't know if this person is still your friend, behind the smile is sincerity or a quenched dagger, how tired and sad.

Just in case, we will bring two hundred light infantry, at the forefront of the attack formation, distributed in a half-moon shape, they are equipped with large iron-clad shields provided by the Venetians, and if necessary, they will be erected to form a shield wall, which will effectively prevent the enemy archers from killing and wounding the troops behind, especially our archers with light armor.

The two hundred elite archers provided by the Republic of Venice, arranged on the two flanks behind the infantry, can provide strong fire support at any time under the protection of the shield wall in front, or quickly attack along the gaps on both wings, occupy favorable terrain, and the excellent protection of small chest plate armor allows them to fight the enemy hand-to-hand, this group of Venetian villains is not bad in combat, and fights against the local fierce mountain pirates on the coasts of Dalmatia and Ipyrus all the year round, and can be called the fighters of the archers.

However, due to the high cost of equipment and a strict selection system, the number of this army has always been small, and there are only 3,000 such elite heavy archers in the whole of Venice.

The remaining 100 German archers were placed behind the Venetian archers, who were responsible for beating side drums and playing a tailwind battle or something.

The only twenty heavy cavalrymen were armed with inner scale armor and outer chain mail, eager to stuff themselves into iron boxes, and the horses were also draped in Byzantine half-body armor, one-handed flat-ended spears, with maces hanging on the left side of the saddle, and Saracen scimitars on the right according to my special requirements, which were more convenient for chopping on horseback, and the practicality seemed to me much stronger than the long swords used by ordinary knights, for as far as my unheard of military knowledge was concerned, I had only heard of sabers and not of swords in later generations, It shows that the knife on horseback is far more aggressive than the sword.

These cavalry were the biggest gain of this trip to Venice, and I tried to use how many Manchu tortures I used, and I used all kinds of grace and power to pull out these baby bumps from between the little white-faced prince's clenched teeth, and even used Mama Rong's nirvana.

Prince Othello hates me to death now, I guess I will definitely die ugly next time I meet, but I won't give him such a chance, my personality is that I have offended you anyway, and I simply bullied you to the end, and I will just walk around you in the future, and the Venetian is not my food and clothing parents, so there is no need to look at your face.

It may be the monsoon, the weather has been much milder recently, and the snow has begun to melt, and the commander of our fleet told me that the weather this winter is very abnormal, and the snow that has been accumulated for a long time has not melted, and even he, an old runner, has encountered it for the first time, and some people with ulterior motives have spread rumors about the end times, which has made people panic, and it is rumored that an unknown nomadic tribe in the Central Asian steppes has converted to a pagan god and become an evil Muslim, and may sweep across the Caspian steppe at any time and attack Europe along the old road of the Huns. Bring about a new round of punishment from the whip of God.