"The Otherworlders have brutally taken the lives of your father and brothers, and now is it time for them to pay the price?"

In the former training ground, there were long spears, and the battle flag was stretched straight under the wind blowing on the sea, and the noble coat of arms on it was clearly visible.

Eufay Mondrich looked at his last cards with satisfaction, and although in the end, with the unarmed soldiers, he could only allocate more than 5,000 troops - but the front line was so critical that he had to go into battle with his chair and block the door.

Not only did the new ocean-going ship with a tailwind bring unfavorable news from the rear to force his palace, but the front line fell apart in an instant in just a dozen days. Rucha almost wailed in the urgency paperwork:

"The mage warband, which had been defeated for a while, almost collapsed when they heard the news, and several commanders who knew that they would not be able to save their lives once they were defeated again were even robbed and killed by their subordinates due to poor bullet pressure...... This is truly an unprecedented defeat...... The collapse of the Mage Warband has created a huge hole in the defensive line. The Elta army did not care about our troops who were still holding on to their strongholds, and continued to advance to divide and surround our troops that were still fleeing, and in the end most of our troops were wiped out or surrendered, and the troops that could return to the city of Garcia were only a tenth weaker......"

Offy Mondridge looked at the five thousand "army" in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Rucha was not without success, and now there was at least one communication a day and all kinds of information he had collected about the Elta Army, compared to what five thousand riflemen could do in the field? The enemy's guns are not only capable of capturing people's heads from 300 paces away, but also have terrifying weapons that can block dozens of people from rushing up at once, making a continuous sound like a ripper and breaking people in two......

Thankfully, as of today's communication, Garcia City has not yet fallen—but the Elta Army is already concentrating on the towns that are holding out. Rucha had also ordered his subordinates who were still holding out in the cities to "fight to the last soldier", and it was not known if the messenger would live to give the order - none of the dragoons who tried to fly over the war zone had returned.

The blacksmiths under Aufe Mondridge eventually produced a large number of iron swords attached to the muzzles. This was the most important part of his final plan - the 5,000 men would be used as the core of the battle force for the defense of Garcia. The projectiles that can be fired at the pull of the trigger have a decisive advantage over the magic that requires chanting at medium distances in the city, and riflemen who have been trained to spear stabbing are not as good as ordinary infantry who specialize in spears, but they are at least able to ...... Be able to drag the enemy until the day reinforcements arrive.

Listening to Erta's local officer, who was also the largest commander of the Magic Spear Team in actual combat, Paedin Ripley cheered up the morale of the soldiers on the stage with an almost furious roar.

He really didn't want to let his heart and soul go into the tug-of-war in the city. When the Red Dragon Capital was breached, there were peasants, workers, and petty traders armed with bows and crossbows in every corner of the city. The woman who seemed harmless one second would actually pull out a knife and open an eye on the waist of the impatient magician the next second...... He had heard too many of these tragic stories. Whether it's an attacker or a defender, they're all files - in the end, it's just a matter of being tougher than the other.

But if this force is not committed, there is no doubt that the troops in Garcia will be on the weak side.

Struggling is useless. The boats arranged by Aufe Mondridge himself were also ready to leave at the estuary dock in Hilzi. Even he himself was not exempt from this ordeal - he put his suicide note and his wife on the Clipper ship for Lancas's return journey.

If he could not defeat the Eltas, he would have to be sent to the judgment seat under the temple.

"Get on board!" He slammed his hand. The lead, the packaged magic powder paper bullets, and even all kinds of armor have been loaded and shipped in advance, and the final result will be unknown to him by a dozen hits.

Lined up in three neat columns, the unit set off from a defunct gun factory and training ground and made its way through the city of Hirzi.

The phalanx infantry, which attaches great importance to firing in order, and marching and retreating in order, is very disciplined like a long-standing paradox - any infantry who is in a hurry and cannot keep up with the rhythm may cause the phalanx to collapse. Wizards and cavalrymen may also value the role of the individual, and the minimum requirements for both are "absolute obedience to the commander" and "uniform execution of orders".

In fact, Eufe Mondridge also trained the magic spear team according to the training phalanx of the long-contradictory soldiers, and Paedin was originally the spearman commander of the old Elta army, which is enough to explain the problem.

The sudden presence of such a strange and well-paced troop in the streets of Hilzi naturally provoked the housewives and children to open their windows and stop to watch. This is also the first and last appearance of the Magic Lance Team in front of the citizens of Hilqi.

Shipments at the dock are time-consuming. Wooden boats still had to rely on raised wooden ladders to carry soldiers, and if the wooden ladders could not be satisfied, the soldiers could only climb the rope ladders.

"All loading and unloading is done," said Paedin, trotting over the board of the shipper, to Ouffel Mondridge. "Director, are you setting sail?"

At this time, the director of the Western Expeditionary Army was wearing his starry cloak, his eyes were ethereal, and he was caressing the railing of the ship and looking at Hilqi in the afternoon. This scene made Paudin inexplicably fury - he had never seen his "big boss" look like this.

"Let's go."

The ropes attached to the stone pillars on the shore were retracted, and the planks that connected the ships to the ships were lifted. A stunned Ofer Mondridge apparently did not want to watch Hilzi fade away, and got up and got out of the cabin.

Unexpectedly, he bumps into an unexpected woman - not Elena, but Naio, who should have been crying and returning to the vicinity of the Kuril Islands.

"You, how are you ......?" Offe Mondrich was taken aback. "Oh oh I see, you put a doll on the boat that day!"

Naio smugly raised the corners of her unwiped mouth, "What's the matter, you don't like me to come along?" I'm afraid you'll run away with that little vixen......"

"Don't dare, don't dare......," Ofer Mondridge sweat oozed from his forehead. But you, doesn't it matter if you run around like this with your baby? ”

Naio's pulls Ofe Mondridge in three and two steps through most of the ship's hull and into the massive bedroom. "It's only been a few months, so it doesn't matter. As long as you win, isn't it the same everywhere? ”

When he entered the bedroom door, he realized that Elena was also here, and in an instant he understood what was going on.

"Hey, Elena, did you help Naio hide her?"

"Exactly, dear O-film." A wicked smile appeared on Elena's face.

Offy Mondridge increased the amount with his hand, these two women were "on the same page" half a month ago, but they were "united in the same heart" in half a month, and he really didn't know whether to be happy or frown.

Boats slowly sailed up the wide, gentle estuary, and thousands of miles away, the estuary city of Pieciano besieged by Elta's army was tense both inside and outside the city.

The headquarters in the original post station outside the city is even more heavily guarded, and from time to time there are personnel entering and leaving with certificates. In addition to this, a battalion of regular troops fanned out along the headquarters to block the exit of the defenders of Piexiano to the east and to break through and flee to the Minerva River. In the west, it was guarded by infantry units of the second class, which were in charge of law and order, and Piexiano was already a besieged city.

During the reign of Emperor Charles, the city was a solid gateway to the west of the direct region. In terms of defense from the walls and bastions, qualitatively it was not inferior to the capital Garcia.

The stables, hostels and other facilities of the post house have long since changed. The hall of the tavern is no longer filled with round tables and bars, but with huge sand tables and maps.

On the colorful sand table are all kinds of inferior imitation Lego bricks made in China. The city of Pieciano is clearly simulated, where is the commanding height, where are the connected buildings, in addition to the interior situation, this intuitive representation makes the upcoming siege extremely intuitive.

There is one more reason to use plastic building blocks. In order to take the city largely intact, the Army needed to skillfully blast certain areas, and the plastic blocks now reflect the buildings and terrain intact, and the same can be done after blasting - irregular blasting results can be chiseled out with heated iron bars.

"The Front-line General Command has turned this fortress into a rehearsal of the siege of the city of Garcia. So please don't talk about the 'house-to-house blasting' policy. This is not New Delhi, let alone Tokyo, for our fighters this is their home. ”

"Can't we rebuild our homes?" The commander of the engineer company of the 2nd Battalion was obviously not satisfied with this reason-he had suffered a lot of losses and frightens from the Twin Moon Church Demon Powder Thunder, and now he was thinking about sending the entire city of Piexiano into the sky.

"Okay, Fat Li, don't play official articles and show face with me. It's an order, right? ”

"yes, you can understand that that's the best ......"

"What's the policy, isn't a blank piece of paper the best to rebuild?" The sapper company commander with a bald head touched the stubble that had just grown, and still complained as he went. "As I say, you should have prepared more explosives for Garcia's castle to sit on a dirt plane—"

"Then it depends on whether your soldiers are willing or not." Fat Li, that is, Chief of Staff Li, who had transferred from the south, half-comfortingly handed over a soft stick, "Isn't there also a soldier from the city of Pieciano in your regimental engineering company?" Garcia and nearby are even more, you know? ”

Looking at the blank expressions on the faces of his fellow comrades-in-arms, Chief of Staff Li's face twitched slightly: "Good things are done in the end, let's blow up the entire city together with the remnants of the people now, how can you give an account to the returning soldiers in the future?" If the Western Expeditionary Army had ordered its own explosives, it would have been easy to do—but we had ordered it. The returning soldiers can make a difference here, and the history is there, can we make a difference? ”