Three days later, the time for the start of the war as agreed in the war book officially arrived.

I sat opposite the walls of Mednaqi, and the iron hooves of war were at hand. A vast number of enemies are gathering in the wasteland beyond the hillside, and we have been fully prepared for a short period of time.

"Report! The enemy forces are assembled and ready to go, and the direction should be our front! ”

Hearing first-hand information from the scouts, Mednach and I got up together and looked out over the railing.

"How many troops have been put into the opposite side? I don't have experience counting heads. ”

"Hmm......" Mednaqi craned his neck and took a cursory look at it, concluding with an approximate number, "there are probably nearly 10,000 people in our field of vision. ”

"Three thousand against ten thousand, it's not too bad, as long as we can take the opportunity."

Mednach nodded calmly and issued the next order to the herald.

……

The enemy infantry gradually pressed up the hillside, and they were first confronted by a dense array of spiked stakes. The stakes were laid as tightly as possible, and the space for maneuver was limited to a small extent, which forced them to slow down the pace of their advance considerably.

"Archers release arrows!"

Hearing the herald's loud order, the archers, who had already been preparing to attack, immediately poured round after round of arrows into the crowd of enemy troops. The enemy had probably never faced such a battle before, and the fierce and dense suppression of fire caused the momentum of the first wave of their attack to collapse in an instant, leaving behind a mess of corpses before crushing back in panic.

The archers of the Oathbreakers are generally converted from hunters who are good at using bows and arrows, and their archery skills will show many remarkable points when cultivated in the living environment. However, a long hunting experience in the forest can make them conformist. Forcing them into battle would be unsatisfactory.

So I spent a whole day carefully teaching them: first, to increase their firing frequency -- to make them understand that when the two armies face each other, they don't need to aim too accurately like hunting, as long as they shoot in the battlefield area, there will always be arrows in the dense area below; The second is to improve their shooting accuracy - let them abandon the habit of shooting at a small angle when they used to hunt, and quickly develop a condescending shooting feel, ensuring that no matter how they shoot, the arrow will not deflect out of the area densely covered with spiked stakes and enemies below. I'm very satisfied with the immediate results so far, and my energy has not been wasted these days.

After a brief period of reorganization, the enemy forces pieced together a second wave of offensive. The enemy quickly learned their lesson, and they dismantled the transport carts into pieces of wood and held them as shields above their heads.

The advantage of the high ground greatly increases the range and power of the arrows. Arrows rained down, but the enemy's rudimentary shields could not cover everything as easily as umbrellas. With each step they took, they left behind dozens of dead bodies from arrows. Still, the plank served as the last straw. Despite heavy casualties, the enemy was able to hold his ground and advance slowly under the rain of arrows, and sooner or later they would rush in front of us.

Seeing that the enemy had forced their way halfway up the hill, the herald shouted the order again in a deafening voice at the signal of Medenaki.

"Archer ignition!"

Leather coat and rattan armor is a common armor worn by enemy troops. It is clear that this material has no resistance to flames; The dense spiked wooden stakes in the battlefield came from the felling of the nearby taiga. The material is mostly pine with high oil content. Ideal for combustion. When a new wave of arrows was ignited and fired, a sea of fire quickly erupted on the hillside, engulfing countless enemies, and the survivors retreated in disarray.

The fire would burn for a few more hours. And in order to maximize the efficiency of the fire attack, I ordered someone to divide the spiked stake from the middle into two sequences, the inner and the outside, which means that the enemy will have to go through such a scene again, and it seems that they will have a headache for a while.

"What do you think they'll do about our strategy?" I asked Mednaqi, who was beside me.

Mednaci thought for a moment and gave me an answer through empathy: "If I were directing them, I would first burn all the outer stakes with rockets in the distance, and then burn the inner stakes in the same way." ”

"But they didn't think about it at all, and I guess they're going to be stupid enough to fill it with people until we use all the resources we have. It's a pity...... I said helplessly, "if you can make oil a little more efficiently, pour hundreds of cylinders of oil down the slope and ignite it, tsk, the picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it." ”

"There's nothing to regret, the situation is already very good for us, and if we continue to burn like this, we can drag on for a whole day. Not only will this greatly wear down the enemy's spirit, but the newly built steel weapons will also continue to be delivered to us from the rear. ”

The scout's voice rang in my ears again, interrupting my discussion with Mednaqi.

"Report! The enemy army has already assembled a third wave of offensive in front of the formation! ”

A third wave of offensives? Now that the flames are still a long time away from being extinguished, where does the other party plan to attack from here? I crouched on the ramparts and looked through the violently twisted air of the fire at the enemy camp, trying to make sense.

Just when I was wondering, a crow ghost woman answered my question with her actions. She trembled out of the enemy's rear and walked slowly to the front of the blazing fire, her hands conjuring up a glow of magic. Dark clouds gradually gathered directly above, enveloping the entire burning sea of fire. Then the rain poured down, tearing down the impenetrable barrier between friend and foe.

The enemy forces once again made a comeback and launched a counterattack. When they rushed into the inner stake area, we released a second batch of rockets as planned, but the crow's call for wind and rain unnegotiated our carefully planned plan.

"Damn it!" Mydnach cursed and issued a new order to the herald in frustration, "Fire a few more arrows, then retreat to the inner city and carry out the next step!" ”

……

After many twists and turns, the enemy army, having paid a heavy price in casualties, finally broke through the outermost wall.

It's just that what makes them feel aggrieved is that this wall was given to them by us on our own initiative, and they didn't even encounter any kind of resistance under this wall; On top of that, they should be even more excited, because they have finally seized a commanding height. With the right position and a wide field of view, archers and mages can finally come in handy in battle.

Led by the Raven Ghost Woman who had performed the rain spell, more than a dozen Oathbreaker Thornhearts walked up the city wall and lined up to prepare for the large-scale spell casting. The Heart of Thorns of the Oathbreakers received the power of King Didra by sacrificing their own hearts, and unlike those who focused on the strength of the Oathbreakers, the gifts they received were extremely low barriers to magic use.

"When will you do it?" Mednach asked for my advice, and the Thorn Hearts of the Oathbreakers looked to him like dead.

"Let's wait until the fighting heats up, it's not enough to create considerable chaos."

The gate of the inner wall was opened, and our legions, which had been recuperating for a long time, poured out from inside the gate and immediately met them, and fought with the attacking enemy troops.

Advanced forging techniques are not widespread in the Oathbreaker's camp, where most of the enemy faction wear rattan armor and leather clothing, and the weapons in their hands are generally polished bone products; On our side, the warriors who went out of the city each had a steel weapon in their hands, and the advantage was obvious - if we were given another month, the enemy would probably face a team covered in iron sheets.

But now it's enough to keep the enemy down. While sharpened bone and stone weapons can be lethal in a single move, this must be done on the premise that the two weapons never parry each other. The weapons in the hands of the enemy warriors were completely destroyed after several slashes, while our warriors took advantage of their weapons to become more and more courageous, and gradually pushed the line back to the outside.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Raven Ghost Woman, who was supervising the battle on the city wall, immediately commanded the Oathbreaker Thorn Heart behind her to launch a magical attack on our side. Seeing huge fireballs shoot out from the city walls and explode violently into our formation, I decisively gathered the power of the dragon's roar on my vocal cords and shouted a secret signal in the direction of the crow ghost.

The inner space of the walls was filled with a large number of runes carved into the walls to shield the senses, and the Raven Ghost and her mages failed to detect the mystery lurking beneath their feet. Upon hearing my roar, several stone slabs were suddenly lifted, and a group of Thorn Hearts, who had already been arranged, emerged from the mouth of the secret passage. Before the mages on the city wall who were concentrating on casting spells could figure out what was happening around them, they were all slaughtered by this group of strange soldiers wielding steel axes wildly, and even the crow ghost woman who was supervising the battle on the side was overwhelmed by the siege with both fists and four hands, and reluctantly lost her life.

After dealing with the mages on the wall, the thorn hearts with their steel axes jumped off the wall and slashed into the enemy line from behind, stirring up troubled waters. The death of the crow ghost woman had left the enemy leaderless, and the front and rear attacks of our army had caused great confusion, and the menacing third wave of the offensive had died down.

Following the fleeing enemy forces in pursuit, the outer walls are back under our control. Standing on the outside of the walls, he watched the enemy's next movements, and asked me for my opinion on the current situation.

"Are we going to chase it out?" (To be continued.) )

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