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Any simple decision made by the superiors and generals requires countless soldiers to irrigate with blood, and the world can often only see the halo on the successful person, but they all subconsciously and selectively forget the little people behind it......

"Heavy crossbow preparation, target the opponent's siege equipment, prepare ...... Get ready...... Put! ”

As the long sword in the officer's hand slashed down, several soldiers operating the heavy crossbow in the city guarded the city, and after the final fine-tuning, one of them swung his axe heavily and cut the rope that tightened the bracket, accompanied by a tingling whistling sound, the crossbow arrows that were almost the length of an adult and the thickness of their arms whistled out under the huge elastic force......

The short distance was fleeting, but the shot was a bit unlucky, and when it was still a few meters away from the target's siege engine, which was being pushed by a small group of enemy troops, he plunged headlong into the damp ground, his huge tail feathers humming in the trembling

"Bastard, if you can't aim again, I swear I'll shoot you one by one, you damn guys know that every one of these crossbow bolts could cost you half a dozen, no, a dozen fools like you!"

Seeing that he missed the target again, the junior officer in charge of the command kicked the soldier in charge of the operation a few times, and then once again commanded and began to repeat all the previous preparations for firing, and finally after a long few minutes, the re-prepared heavy crossbow shot out again under the order......

And this time, maybe it was luck, maybe it was already skilled, and the thick crossbow bolt accurately hit a slow-moving siege vehicle, and the huge impact shattered the vehicle at the same time, leaving the lives of several enemy soldiers in the car here forever

The same scene continued to take place on other heavy crossbow platforms and trebuchet platforms, hectic but gradually moving towards order, months of war long enough for most recruits to grow into reliable veterans, and those who could not adapt to it had already lost their lives after running out of luck in battle after battle......

At the edge of the city wall, with the retreat of the besieging enemy army, the soldiers who were still alive sat down against the city wall one after another, regardless of the greasy flesh and blood under their feet, and hurried to rest and replenish water, and even more did not care about the strong smell of blood at all, took out the food from their arms and chewed it heavily

If you get closer, you can clearly see that the fear, nausea and dazedness that once appeared on their faces are completely gone, except for the occasional temporary grief for the deceased comrades, most of the time these tired and dirty faces have a look of nonchalance, and...... Excited!

"Hey! You know, I killed three enemies just now, and if I add the credit for my previous achievements, when His Highness honors his reward after the battle, I think I should be able to buy a small piece of land near Stormwind, my own land, and I can't wait for that day to come! ”

A spearman with a slightly immature face pushed his helmet, which was obviously not too large, chewing on the rhizome of some kind of plant in his mouth, and excitedly flaunted it with his companions, ignoring the green saliva spraying everywhere

"Cut! No wonder your grandfather is a farmer, and your father is also a farmer, so it seems that you will be a farmer in the future! ”

Ignoring the crampedness of the place, after hearing the words, a burly man with a wooden shield short sword stretched out his hand to his chest and scratched it a few times, just squeezed his ass and sat next to the spearman, and after twisting his ass restlessly, he reached out and hugged the spearman's shoulder regardless of the other party's boredom, opened his mouth and laughed loudly

"Look at this short sword in Lao Tzu's hand, you hillbillies have probably never seen it, this beautiful carving, silver handle, holy light on it, when I stabbed the damned Templar in the chest, I could clearly see the fear and disbelief on his face next to his face, with the merit of this knight slaying alone, I'm afraid I will soon be promoted to officer, and then slowly become a big man, perhaps...... One day I'll be able to become a knight lord too?! Haha"

"Dream on!"

"Just you?? Lord Redondo, the title braggart? Hahaha"

A group of standing and sitting companions mercilessly mocked when they heard this, and the gunman who was squeezed into the corner next to him shouted sarcastically

"You're a lucky bastard, as cunning as a jackal in the mountains, it's obviously the knights of the Knights of Dawn who blocked all the other party's attacks, so you have a chance to pick up the leak, damn it......"

However, as he spoke, the spearman's face couldn't help but show yearning and jealousy, after all, as a miscellaneous soldier, not everyone has such luck

"Whatever you want, the Knight of the Dawn gave me this dagger as a reward anyway, and he even nodded to me slightly and said thank you, no matter how jealous you hillbillies are, you hillbillies can't change these ......"

Speaking of this, the big man known as Redondo even stood up, slightly bent his bear-like body with a serious expression, and learned the conversation with the knight at that time in a rough voice, and his funny appearance caused a burst of laughter

The chaotic laughter and scolding of the soldiers among each other spread far and wide on the city wall, making the cold and cruel battlefield have some vitality and popularity during a short rest, and from a distance, Leo, who was patrolling the city wall accompanied by Finn, saw this, and the corners of his tense mouth were also soothed a lot, and he said with emotion

"I hope these people won't blame us after the war, Finn, I believe that many of the soldiers here don't understand our ideals and beliefs at all, and even most of them just join for the good pay in wartime, and who is fighting against them has nothing to do with their peaceful life, it is we who have drawn them into this whirlpool"

"But they grow fast, don't they, sir? Al is right, war is always the fastest training method, I can understand your feelings, after all, the casualties have been very large recently, but, as the leader of the principality, you have jurisdiction over dozens of nobles and nearly a million people, war is not only your business, and fighting is not only the responsibility of the soldiers of Stormwind, these nobles must pay for it if they want to enjoy the dividends after victory, and these private soldiers are part of the price! ”

Finn calmly did not have a ripple and said very cold words, on the battlefield, some of his views coincided with Al Andergrims, the elite soldiers as the main force, while others as consumables or cannon fodder, eliminated with blood and death, and only those who were alive after screening were qualified to become elite

"I understand this, so I promised them enough rewards, maybe money can't replace the pain of a wife losing her husband and a father losing a child, but it won't make a family break up because of this......"

Nodding, Leo commanded in a low voice

"Let Professor Pericles count this, and the Knights of Punishment shall ensure that every silver coin and copper plate is given to the families of the fallen soldiers after the battle, and I will not allow certain nobles to exchange this bloody money for their lavish banquets, and jewelry for their mistresses......"

"You can rest assured that under the deterrence of the Knights of Punishment, I believe that no nobleman will make such an unwise choice!"

After a pause, Fein glanced at the phalanx of archers behind him who were resting in rotation under the command of Tyre O'Leo, and asked Leo

"The defense of the city during this period of time has been completely used by the private armies of the nobles, our elite soldiers have rested for a long time, and Anthony has also made the greatest replenishment of the championship swordsman and other legions damaged in the battle, maybe we should start preparing to abandon the Grey Keep and retreat, my lord"

Raising his eyebrows, Leo heard the familiar sound of the horn on the eve of the enemy's preparation to attack the city again, he turned around and slowly walked under the city wall, and asked casually

"It's almost time, is it more difficult for us to defend after the recent change of guards, or does it give the enemy the illusion that we are only trying to maintain?"

"I'm afraid it's like this, except for the Duke and the two marquises' subordinates, most of the other nobles are elite, most of the others are miscellaneous soldiers who have not undergone much training, and the enemy has almost broken through the city wall seven times in this month, and each time it was a few of us who led the knights to drive the enemy off the city wall, so, the enemy's attacks have become more frantic and more frequent in the past few days, I'm afraid they also saw this, maybe Rolf and the Pope thought that our elite had been exhausted......"

Shrugging his shoulders, Finn said with a slight smile on his face, obviously, Al's decision not only tempered the nobles' private army, but also confused the other party to some extent

"Very good, then prepare the implementation plan according to the schedule, and the army responsible for blocking the enemy behind the palace has been selected when retreating?"

"Yes, my lord, these noble private armies, who are already veterans, are enough to do all this, and they can guarantee the withdrawal of our main force intact, I thought El mentioned this to you"

"Hmm!"

With a noncommittal reply, Leo's figure slowly blurred in the dark passage leading from the city wall to the bottom......