Chapter 277: Two False Shots
The Fishmen's retreat was resolute and swift, leaving some of the broken team behind to pretend that they were moving the camp farther away from the 168th Brigade camp. Want to - free - free - see - end - whole - version please Baidu search - product = book = net
When it was dark, even the broken team retreated south, and it was only then that the scouts of the 168th Brigade on the watchtower noticed the anomaly in the opposing camp.
A few kilometers north of the barracks of the 168th Brigade, a cloud of black smoke was billowing up, and the village below the black smoke was now in a state of battle.
When Churchill and Charles arrived first, they saw that the area was devastated.
The farmland around the village was all destroyed, whether it was pumpkins, soybeans that had just been planted recently, or perennial forage for fodder, all of which had been destroyed by the fish-people in one morning.
All the canals and wells used for irrigation in the fields were destroyed.
The chickens raised in the pasture were only feathers and chicken manure, and the pig farm outside the village was covered with pig blood, and there were traces of the pigs being dismantled.
On the contrary, there is no trace of the village being attacked.
Churchill was under the walls of the village and talked to the chief and militia captain at the head of the wall.
The militia captain said to him: "Before the sun rose on the mountain, our militia standing guard heard movement outside, so they rang the bell to call the police. ”
"It was already dark when we climbed the wall, and there were about a thousand fish-men outside, half of whom surrounded our village, and the rest were outside to plague the fields and take everything they could eat. ”
"Where are they going?" asked Churchill.
"North. "Half an hour before you arrived, they went north. ”
Further north, beyond the 168th Brigade's defensive zone, Churchill frowned and pondered his next move.
Cross-regional operations are not a big problem, especially when it comes to pursuit and reconnaissance.
But he was worried about whether the enemy had other schemes, such as setting up an ambush in the north and destroying the pursuers with a backhand.
There were more than 4,000 enemies in their camp that had surrounded them before, and 4,000 had retreated south excluding the rear of the palace.
Only 1,000 enemies have been found around the village, and the whereabouts of the other 3,000 fishmen are still unknown.
This is a force that can influence the local situation of the war, and it cannot be treated with caution.
Now their goal is to find the remaining traces of the three thousand fishmen.
After some careful consideration, Gu Mingdi Sanxian left the village on a lean horse.
The horses walked slowly through the woods, and there was no sound around them except the rustling of leaves as the breeze blew.
Gu Mingdi Sanxian looked around nervously, for fear that a fishman or some other bird of prey would suddenly emerge from behind the trees.
He kept urging the horse to run quickly, but the lean horse walked slowly and listlessly along the road as if he had not had enough to eat.
As a result, nothing happened until he reached Snow Town and connected with the soldiers on the city walls.
Charles quickly exchanged orders with the soldiers on the wall, stationed here by acquaintances, the 165th Brigade who had fought together at Wocaoling.
The gates of the city were closed this morning after receiving the news of the enemy's northward flight, and a shelf was hung from the side of the gate, and Charles and the lean horse were hoisted up.
Dorset, the captain of the 165th Brigade, was already waiting there, and Charles reported the situation as soon as he saw him.
"Report sir, there is a large number of enemies lurking in the woods five kilometers south of Snow Town. Charles reported, "When I passed through the forest, I didn't hear any birds, I didn't see any insects flying, and I didn't see a single slime. ”
Dorset nodded and said, "I see it." ”
Charles was startled, then turned back sharply, and found a black shadow shaking in the woods far to the south, as if there were countless fish-men in the woods ready to attack.
Dorset glanced at Charles and asked, "Your Highness, you brought the enemy here?"
Charles shrugged his shoulders, "If I collude with the fish-men, do you think it's easier for me to trick me into opening the city gate, or is it easier to just smash the city gate?"
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Dorsett smashed the palm of his right hand with a fist in his left hand, and then said to Charles: "Your Highness, since you are here, it seems that we are going to be surrounded now, and you can't go back, or you can simply join our 165th Brigade by the way." ”
Charles has a black line, and he knows that the several brigades he cooperated with at the beginning wanted to poach him.
"It's up to the commander to decide. Charles kicked the ball to Elizabeth.
The 165th Brigade stationed in the town clearly had a plan to deal with the current situation, and without Dorset's command, the soldiers and militia were already in place, and the communications corps also reported the situation through the magic teleportation system.
The town is famous for producing silk as white as snow, and the town is mainly dominated by the textile industry, and there are many silkworm farmers.
Now the weavers of the town had formed a militia to help defend the city, and they saw about two thousand fishmen coming out of the woods, one thousand of them divided into four teams to defend outside the city gates, and the other thousand fishmen began to destroy the mulberry trees outside the city.
Dorset had already learned from Charles that the village to the south was also besieged by the fishmen and then destroyed the farmland outside the village.
He frowned at the moment and looked at the fish-man who was destroying in the distance, and then turned his head and asked Charles, "Your Highness, can you eliminate the salted fish that is blocking the way ahead?"
Charles looked at the approaching group of fishmen numbering about three hundred, and said, "It's easier for me to use a bed crossbow at this distance." ”
At this moment, Dorset waved his hand, and countless crossbow arrows suddenly enveloped the fishmen who were about to send lobbyists or messengers.
The fish-men were clearly prepared, and the ice wall released by more than a hundred mages blocked all the crossbow arrows.
The leader of the group of fishmen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they could stop the elves from rushing out of town and buy time for the team destroying the fields.
At this time, the second wave of crossbow arrows came again, and the mages worked together to strengthen the ice shield just now.
It's just that this time the fastest crossbow arrows were surrounded by colorful lights, and the others didn't notice this because of the ice wall.
The ice wall collapsed with a "bang" sound, and then countless crossbow arrows shot the fish-men behind the ice wall into hedgehogs.
The counterattack force of the 165th Brigade, mainly their assault detachment, had already jumped from this direction and was preparing to drive out and destroy the enemy who had destroyed the farmland.
As a result, the fishmen didn't seem to want to fight, and when they saw the elves counterattack, they ran into the woods while they still had time.
Fearing an ambush in the woods, Dorset had the counterattack force stop outside the woods.
A brave man who causes trouble for the brave
A brave man who causes trouble for the brave