Chapter 322: Go, Countdown to the Decisive Battle, Knights of Windsor
"What the hell does White mean!?"
Seeing that the Great Cloud had brought back the Great Demon Skull Shield, the dwarves on the side immediately exclaimed. What's going on, is it the rhythm of the gang going to break up?
"Maybe White really didn't want to meet that little bat, and was worried about our decisive battle with the demon, so he sent this bone shield."
On the other side, Tchaikov tried to persuade. Of course, this is only the best conjecture.
"No more guessing."
Looking at the "Atonement of Camont Dotliworth" on the table, Moriarty sighed secretly. Faintly, he already had some premonitions.
"So what about this? I don't take White's gear. β
After a few more mutterings, Guderian pointed to the bone shield. But to be honest, with the height of the dwarf, even if he really gave it to him, he couldn't do it.
"Or, it's better for Moddy to carry it yourself, it's safer." Naga Dao.
Such a valuable magic prop really can't be given lightly, and it also involves White's relationship, and it is difficult for others to take over.
"Okay, that's it."
Moriarty thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. He also has a mid-level combat position, even if he is not a warrior who specializes in defense, but he is enough to hold the Great Demon Skull Shield.
Soon after, the news of White's "unreturned shield" spread throughout the legion. However, in order to avoid "provoking" another party, Moriarty, everyone tacitly remained silent and just prepared for the war.
Two days later, Olympus was finally armed. After a solemn oath, the morale of all the regiments was high. Immediately set off for the scheduled battlefield overnight.
Soon, the stragglers on the demonic side, who had been deployed outside Sosk, spotted the Olympian Legion in full swing. However, there was "Bloody Mary" as the advance detachment to open the way; At the same time, Claudia, the Blood Earl, Bruno, the three-flower elf and other hidden combat masters assisted in the cleanup, and those little demon scouts naturally couldn't escape the pursuit, let alone rush back to report the news.
Windsor Fort is about 100 kilometers away from Sausk, and in order to rest the body of the sergeant, except for the wolf cavalry with outstanding endurance and the strong men above the middle rank, the other sergeants are all airlifted by the Great Cloud. Even, in order to exhaust as much space as possible to carry more soldiers and ordnance, the goblin craftsmen also made emergency modifications to the airship before departure. Even the special suite that used to belong to Moriarty is now filled with a squad of sword and shield infantry.
Of course. In this way, the Big Cloud has become an excellent target. If it can be shot down, the Olympian Legion will be removed from the list. So, Gregory and his twelve "little brothers" of red crystal gargoyles were sent out early in the morning and set up a huge circular cordon around the airship. Coupled with the full detection of the magic sand table. Once any abnormalities are found. Olympus immediately concentrated the heavy firepower of the armor-piercing blast arrow and several high-level weapons. Targeted removal of hidden dangers.
At about seven o'clock in the morning, the wolf cavalry brigade on the ground and many strong men arrived at Windsor Castle in advance. Next, a landing field was built on open ground about two kilometers away from the Demon Heavy Corps station. Less than ten minutes passed. Before even the demons on the other side could react to what was happening, the Great Cloud had already flown over the landing field and landed quickly.
"Report on the status of the demon's forces."
From mid-air, looking at the demon base camp that was as restless as a boiling pot in the fading morning mist, Moriarty was as calm as water, and there was no tension or excitement before the battle.
"The Devil's Extreme, One; High Rank Demons, ten; There are more than thirty middle-level demons; There are more than three thousand demon warriors. Sweeping over the dense red highlights on the magic sandbox, the staff officer quickly reported.
"Well, it's the same as the information Claudia brought back. All the demonic essences of Kent have been assembled here, and if we defeat them, this land will truly be in our hands. Retracting his gaze from the porthole, Moriarty looked at the old werewolf.
"Yes, Your Excellency! Your will will be done! β
Standing up with a "snap", Clausewitz solemnly gave a military salute to Moriarty, his eyes blood-red.
Even if he is as calm as an old werewolf, when faced with a strategic battle of such a scale, the inherent military blood can't help but burn. What's more, almost all of the military strategies for this battle came from him, which can be said to be the pinnacle that he has never had in his previous staff career.
"Let's get started."
With the hull of the Great Cloud shaking slightly, the airship finally landed on the land of Windsor Castle. Immediately, Moriarty stepped down with a bone shield in his hand. And behind him, is the rolling army of Olympus, in the rising sun, iron-blooded debut!
"It's finally time for a decisive battle!"
At the same moment, at the head of Windsor Castle, countless eyes looked excitedly and nervously in the same direction.
It was a sunny day, and the view was excellent, and Viscount Salk could clearly see the movements of the Olympian army a few kilometers away, without even resorting to expensive crystal goggles. And beside him, Matiel, dressed in a purple cloak, bites her lips lightly, and does not say a word.
"Charlie, are our knights ready?"
Looking at the rapid and orderly formation of the Confederate Legions in the distance, the old man couldn't help but lick his teeth that had begun to thin. As a retired brigadier general and a veteran of the kingdom, he was also intoxicated by this atmosphere of decisive victory. I can't remember how many years I haven't faced such a "magnificent" scene, and the viscount only feels as if he has returned to a few decades ago, back to that bloody era.
"Your Excellency, the Knights are all ready. Just wait for your order, and you can go out of the city to fight the demons. β
Charlie stood behind Viscount Salk like a banner, although he was still wearing an inconspicuous old armor, but in the eyes of the Windsor military and civilians, he was like a needle in the sea. Even if there are many demons outside the city, as long as he is still around, the morale of the people in Windsor Castle will always be solid and high. And this is the power of extreme suppression-suppression!
"Good."
The old man nodded, turned to look into the city behind him, and sure enough, he saw a large number of knights and cavalry attendants had assembled behind the city gate below, and arranged in a classic cone assault formation. Once the gates are opened, they can immediately charge out in groups, straight into the heart of the Demon Legion.
Of these cavalry, every 10 cavalry was led by a mid-rank knight, and the remaining nine cavalry were all fourth-level elite cavalry at the peak of the lower ranks. A full hundred and fifteen horsemen, all dressed in silver armor and long spears in their hands. Even the crotch-lower sturdy horses wore thick leather waistcoats with the Salk family crest, their eyes covered in black, and their hooves heavy.
Although it was seen from a distance, the aura of slaughter of the war horses had already rushed to his face. It can be imagined that when this knight really kills out of the city and marches forward on a prancing horse, it will be like a landslide and tsunami-like ferocious posture!
And this is the Windsor Knights, which are famous for half of the kingdom and can even compete with several royal knights in the royal capital.
Like Windsor Castle, the Knights of Windsor were founded by the first Viscounts. Although it has always been only one hundred and fifty cavalry and has never increased or decreased, the elite of its main cavalry, the sophistication of its armament, and the luxury of the proportion of middle-level knights can be said to be the best in the southeast. Of course, the annual cost of supporting such a knight order is sky-high, and it is even more rare to gain the loyalty of so many mid-level knights, so even if the Salk family wants to expand it significantly, I am afraid that it will not be possible.
The Anti-Demon War has been fought to this day, and Windsor Castle has already suffered heavy casualties and lack of troops. But even in the most tense moments of the previous battle, Viscount Salk never used this trump card. This is not only because it is a pity to put the elite cavalry on the defensive end, but more importantly, the Windsor Knights are another major foundation of the Salk family's rule over Kent. Once lost, it is a disaster.
"How's Clark going?" The old man withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the arrow tower.
"The crossbowmen are all in place, and all the armor-piercing arrows in stock have been fired, and Clark has been given the 'freedom to fire'."
"Not bad. You tell SΓΉ Clark that in today's battle, it doesn't matter if you have all the armor-piercing arrows. As long as we can win this battle, we will be enough. Besides, there is Morti outside the city, so I need to ask for some to replenish it. The old man smiled, obviously he had already made a draft.
"Yes, sir."
Charlie naturally knew about the "intimate relationship" between Moriarty and Martil, and now seeing the comfortable demeanor of the viscount and his father-in-law casually supporting his son-in-law in housework, the Sanctuary couldn't help but smile.
"Father, the demons outside the city are moving. Was Clark immediately ordered to shoot? He is a seventh-level divine crossbowman, and with magic arrows, he can cause considerable confusion about the movement of the demon legion. β
At this time, Matiel, who had been silent, suddenly said. It turned out that as the Olympian legions in the distance quickly lined up, the demons finally understood and began to turn their forces, about to kill the sudden arrival of the human army.
"Nope! As I have said, the first wave of the offensive must be carried by Moriarty alone. And our towers need to keep enough ammunition until I personally lead the Knights of Windsor out of the city to provide me with enough long-range fire cover. β
Without hesitation, Viscount Salk immediately rejected his daughter's request.
In this regard, although Matil was unwilling, she had nothing to say after all, so she had to be silent again.
At this moment, on a ridge of fields a few kilometers away, the Olympian Legion finally finished arraying.
At the forefront of the battle formation is a strong line of defense formed by the iron fist of war and the sword and shield infantry. During this period, many middle and high-level warriors, including Guderian, Zhukov, Chekov, Knight of Hyluk, and Velan Knight, were also deployed to deal with the direct impact of the enemy's high-level demons and ensure the complete stability of the battle line.
And in the rear of the infantry defense, there were four heavy ballistae of the Rafale class lined up. This time, however, the ballista's combat platform, with the exception of Gustav, who was the "gun commander", was given to the archers of the crossbow company for the best possible field of view and angle. As for the replaced magic swordsmen, they are scattered behind the infantry line, ready to fill their positions at any time. (To be continued......)