On the city walls, neither orcs nor humans knew that Hockdor was holding back his energy and planning to make a big news. At this moment, they are sacrificing their lives to fight.

"What the hell is going on, why are these beasts still attacking?" As the commander of the city walls of the western part of Silvermoon City, Baron Mobley asked Carter, his deputy, while bandaging the wound on his head with the help of his adjutant.

Because the battle on the city wall was so fierce, all the priests had to leave the spell to the more seriously injured, and the wounds of Mobley's broken head could only be bandaged with gauze, and he was not even qualified to be treated by a professional doctor, and now all the people in the city with nursing knowledge were concentrated in the wounded barracks, so Baron Mobley, who was on the battlefield, could only rely on himself.

Fortunately, most of the fighters have a little first-aid knowledge about general injuries, otherwise he would have had a problem bandaging. (There is a saying that in order to learn to hit people, you must learn to be beaten, and most of the melee professions will learn some simple first aid knowledge)

And Mobley's deputy, Carter, was even worse, having been blind in one eye during the battle. He only accepted the priest's "minor injury treatment" magic technique, and returned to the battlefield, and the priests could only give him a simple treatment so that the injury would not worsen, and then leave him alone, anyway, if he still has an eye, then he still has combat effectiveness......

Carter touched the blood flowing from the wound in his eye, and said hatefully: "These beasts have been fighting for twelve hours, and the intensity of their attacks has not weakened at all, there are many of them, one after another, and there is no intention of retreating at all, I doubt that the orc boss on the other side deliberately let them come to death." ”

The fierce battle just now made his wounds crack. Carter looked at the blood in his hand, and secretly complained in his heart that his eyes were completely finished, thinking of this, he took care of himself and picked up a roll of gauze from his boss, he didn't have the treatment of his boss, no one helped him tie the gauze, so he had to come by himself.

While tying gauze, Carter's mouth did not stop: "I just took a special look, the losses on the orcs side are at least three times that of ours, but they don't care, and they don't even allow anyone to die on the edge of the city wall, these beasts have gone crazy!" ”

"!" Hearing his deputy's words, Mobley cursed rudely.

As a well-educated nobleman, Mobley had never spoken much in his life, but since he became the commander of this section of the wall, the swear has become more and more severe. There's no way, it's black who is close to ink, most of his subordinates are soldiers from low-level civilian backgrounds, and it's impossible not to swear with these rude soldiers, because he speaks in a noble way, and the soldiers can't understand it at all.

Mobley was both ashamed and relieved by this, and the shame was because of his self-consciousness as a nobleman, and he actually looked down on those mud-legged soldiers, who were too vulgar, and if he had left it before, who dared to swear in front of him, he promised to let the guards drag the bastard down and beat him with a whip.

Happily, all the soldiers now recognize him very much as a commander, such as his deputy Carter, this guy is a veteran oilman, and his strength is okay, but because he is from a civilian background, he is not liked by the aristocratic class, and he himself does not like the nobility, so he has been suppressed and has not been able to get promoted.

But after abandoning his reserve from Mobley and mingling with the soldiers, and promoting him to be his deputy, the veteran oilman finally recognized him, and his eye was blind to save Mobley.

Mobley now understands that in fact, those low-born soldiers who seem to be rude want it very simply, they just need the commander to treat them equally, give them a chance, and they will risk their lives to serve the commander.

So whether intentionally or not, Mobley made a change.

In fact, now the people of the entire Silvermoon City are making changes, and the main contradiction in Silvermoon City in the past is the contradiction between the nobles and the commoners, although this contradiction is not as sharp as that of Ascatra City, but after the nobles control the ascending channel, this contradiction has always existed.

But now it's different, this war has caused heavy losses to the noble officers, such as Mobley, before the siege of Silvermoon City began, the officers under him were all nobles, but the siege has been going on until now, and the dead and wounded of the noble officers under him are not enough at all, and he has to promote fresh blood to fill the shortage of officers.

This happened in all sections of the city walls, in all the barracks. This also inadvertently gave a large number of commoners the opportunity to be promoted, and virtually eased the contradictions between nobles and commoners.

Although it is a bit cruel to say this, the sacrifice of so many people in this war has indeed helped greatly alleviate the class contradictions in Silvermoon City, and greatly increased the cohesion of the entire society!

"What about our casualties?" After scolding, Mobley began to care about his men. This is also the insight that Mobley gained in the war, and he now knows that his subordinates are no longer lowly and rude clay legs, but the basis for their own lives and even meritorious deeds, and only by their love, he is meaningful as a commander, otherwise a waste that can't even be controlled by his own subordinates is useless.

There have been many aristocratic officers who have been deprived of their posts or even lost their lives because they can't subdue their subordinates, and those veteran ruffians have a hundred ways to make their superiors lose their lives, not to mention anything else, just say that in times of crisis, those soldiers don't work hard, it's enough for all noble officers to drink a pot, and even more excessive. And the kingdom is not easy to say, those veteran ruffians have rhetoric.

These bloody educations have made the aristocratic officers who are still alive until they want to save their lives in the war, and even make meritorious contributions, they must first encircle their subordinates.

"The casualties were not large, it was a loss of 300 people." This loss is indeed not a big loss, these days, death is simply commonplace in the eyes of these soldiers, and in the most cruel time, thousands of people can be lost in a day!

But this loss sounded terrible to Mobley!

He is not his deputy Carter, although he is a good hand, it is a pity that he can't see far and only sees what is in front of him. It is true that 300 people is not a big number for Mobley's defenders, and Mobley has almost 10,000 people under his command, and 300 is really not much.

But in Mobley's opinion, the loss of these 300 people is much more serious than the previous thousand! Most of these 300 people should be real veterans! Don't look at the fact that Mobley has more than 10,000 men under his command, but in fact most of them are newly recruited veterans.

In the siege battle for most of the previous half a month, Mobley actually did not have so many people, he only had about 3,000 city defense troops and 2,000 temporarily organized militia patrols, etc., and then there were 3,000 army reinforcements who retreated into the city at that time.

The 3,000 reinforcements were only temporarily in his hands, and in fact they themselves belonged to their legion. So these three thousand are not his descendants, his real descendants are three thousand city defense troops, plus two thousand temporary conscripts.

After half a month of baptism, his descendants have been directly reduced from 5,000 to about 2,300 people, and everyone else has already died in battle!

War is the best elimination mechanism, the weak and unsuitable, will be eliminated by the war, leaving behind are veterans who are experienced, have seen blood, and killed people, and each of the veterans under Mobley has killed at least three orcs with his own hands, and killed more with bows and arrows and other long-range attack methods.

As for the more than 10,000 people in his hands now, they are all recruits who have come to support, and these recruits are better than the previous 2,000 conscriptions! The previous 2,000 conscripts were temporarily recruited from the rout, refugees, and people with martial arts, patrols, security teams, or adventurers before Silvermoon City was besieged.

But what about the recruits who were added later? Those were all young adults selected from real civilians and refugees by the kingdom, and they had only received temporary short-term training, and they were just civilians with weapons, and their combat effectiveness could not be guaranteed at all.

Mobley didn't really want these people at all, he wanted real soldiers! It's a pity, this can't help him, he wants real soldiers, and the other commanders in Silvermoon City want it! So Mobley can only let the veterans bring the new recruits, hoping to get those recruits to adapt to the war faster.

But as a result, the tragedy of the war has increased sharply, and in this case, he can only let the veterans go on top, and the recruits will support him, and then let those recruits follow the veterans in front at this time, which is completely uncomfortable.

Not to mention the combat effectiveness of those recruits, the will to fight alone is very weak, after all, most of these people have not even seen much blood before this, let alone killing orcs, and it is a joke to expect how tenacious they are.

If these recruits collapse on the battlefield, they will be in big trouble. The battlefield is a very magical place, it is the most infectious, there is a warrior fighting, it may pull more people to muster up courage, but if one person is broken, it may also infect a piece!

So these recruits can fight and follow the veterans to fight with the wind, but forget about the tough battle! So most of the losses of these three hundred people were veterans with rich experience and a strong will to fight!

There is not one less such veteran, and it is a great loss, so Mobley is very distressed now! Because he knows that the real strength of his ability to defend the city wall is these veterans!

Holding back his distress, Mobley then asked, "How are the recruits?" ”

Carter also reacted at this time, why did Mobley have this expression, he naturally knew the importance of veterans after so many years, but he didn't think about it for a while. From this point, it can also be seen that it is not for nothing that aristocratic officers can control the army, they all receive the best education from below, especially many aristocratic officers, whose families have been rolling in the army for generations, is much stronger than the kind of halfway monks!

"These recruits are doing very well, and there are a lot of young men who dare to fight even though they are not skilled! It's just that sometimes it's easy to get hot-blooded, and if you're not careful, you rush up and fight hard with the orcs. "Ease of entry is also a disadvantage of recruits, and real veterans don't do that, because they've learned that their purpose is to destroy the enemy while preserving themselves as much as possible.

The simplest example, such as archery, the most common standard bow in Silvermoon City has an effective range of fifty paces, and the veterans will put the enemy at fifty paces or even one or twenty paces after the initial fire suppression, and then shoot rhythmically, because the closer they get, the more sure they are, after all, they are on the city wall, and one or twenty steps is enough to ensure their safety.

But what about the recruits? They shoot when they see the enemy, and they shoot blindly without estimating the distance, which is a serious waste, and their strength should be more efficient in killing the enemy, outside the effective distance, the lethality of the arrows is not guaranteed, and the random shooting of the brain will make the arm weak, affecting the subsequent battle.

There are many more such examples, such as how to kill the enemy with the least effort, such as how to maintain physical strength in the most concise way, etc.

These have to go through the real battlefield to gain experience, and it is useless to rely on words alone, you can only experience it yourself.

"I believe that given enough time, they will definitely become good fighters."

"Perhaps!" Mobley sighed and said, he felt that things were not so simple. But this feeling, Mobley didn't plan to say it, it would easily affect the morale of the military, and Mobley could only change the topic: "How is the person who replaced us?" Have all of our people stepped down? ”

"It's pretty much the same!" Carter finally tied an ugly knot in his strap, and it was finished. "You should rest early, you have to fight tomorrow!"

The current city wall of Silvermoon City has long been rotated, and one group of troops will hold on for a period of time, and then let another group of troops take over, so that the troops will also have enough time to rest.

"yes, there's a fight tomorrow." When Mobley heard this, he whispered a word as well, and then collapsed on the marching bed, and after a while the snoring came out. Carter saw that his boss was asleep, and he fell asleep on the floor.

And such scenes are happening all over Silvermoon City.