Section 446 Weakness?
Calis's brow furrowed deeply: "Can you be specific?" β
Bishop Somson didn't make a fuss, he nodded with his fork the piece of smoked chicken that had been put on his plate: "A very hungry man, give him two choices. The first was a piece of black bread five meters away, dry and hard. Then there's a feast set up five kilometers away, like the one you and I are enjoying. What choice do you think he would make? β
"The first." Calis replied without thinking.
"That's right." Bishop Somson lowered his head and cut the chicken pieces, put them in his mouth, and chewed vigorously: "Anyone who is a little sane will choose the former." Because if you choose the latter, it is very likely that you will starve to death before you even run to the banquet table. The same is true for the Six, who understand this kind of thing more deeply, but more importantly because they have no wisdom and choose their targets purely instinctively. β
Calis felt that a new door had opened in front of his eyes, full of all kinds of horror and strange knowledge: "Whoever gets closer to them, they attack whom?" β
"You're a smart guy. I love dealing with you. Bishop Somson grinned, smiling as he took his food, "Won't you eat some?" This chicken tastes good, it's great. β
"Thank you......" the Duke smiled reluctantly. He was actually very hungry, but when he saw the black-and-red glossy skin of the smoked pickled chicken, he subconsciously remembered the scene of Six devouring the northern giant, and he couldn't eat it anyway.
After a pause, the Duke asked, "Your Excellency, can you be safe as long as you stay away from Six?" β
Bishop Somson put down his knife and fork and picked up a napkin to wipe the grease off his hands: "They can't run, but we will, and that's enough." β
Calis's mind suddenly had a plan of the battlefield in front of the Lock Dragon Pass. He was a shrewd commander, and his array was placed far away from the wall, in order to avoid damage from the fire of bows and arrows and heavy crossbows. At the time of the first engagement today, the two heads of the six had been slowly moving towards the Locking Dragon Pass, they were very close to the northern giants who had come out of the formation, and now these monsters that had devoured and bred huge groups were even closer to the Locking Dragon Pass.
"I have one more question." The Duke asked earnestly, "About the Six...... Do they have weaknesses? β
Bishop Somson's hand towards the goblet froze, and he turned his head and looked at the Duke with a scrutinizing gaze: "How did you remember to ask this?" β
Calis was keenly aware of the bishop's change, and a relaxed and comfortable smile quickly appeared on his face: "I'm just asking, just in case." If...... I'm talking about if Six gets out of control, we'll have to know how to deal with them. β
Bishop Sommsen smiled: "The Six have no weaknesses on the battlefield, they were created to deal with the Northern Giants. β
Calis thought it was incredible: "Aren't they going to die?" β
"Yes, of course." Bishop Somson replied quickly, "So this time we will definitely be able to capture the Lock Dragon Pass." The next task is to strengthen the pass and occupy it permanently. The giants of the north did not master the relevant technology for the development of gunpowder, they did not have artillery, and they could never use artillery tactics against us. β
Calis gradually understood the intentions of the Holy See: "Six is like a plague, and they only deal with the giants of the north? β
Bishop Somson nodded rightly, "As long as they are given enough time, Six can help us complete the task of exterminating the Northern Giants." Trust me, they're going to do a great job, and you'll never find a better performer than them. β
Calis raised his hand and stroked his chin: "After this, the northern land is full of wandering six?" β
"My friend, you're thinking too much." The bishop raised his glass and said lightly, "Although the number six is powerful, it is a creature after all. They have a stable lifespan like us, and they have a very short lifespan. β
"How long do they live?" Calis felt more and more curious.
"No more than ten years." The bishop was very sure of this.
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The dinner for two lasted for a long time, until late at night.
The Duke of Calis, who had learned the exact information about Six from Bishop Somsen, left the tent and returned to his camp.
The quadrangular tent made of cowhide is sturdy, with a fine layer of cotton cloth on the inside and a thick cotton padding in the middle. It is modeled after the practice of cotton jackets, and the cotton is sewn into small square pieces in the middle of the cotton cloth, only in this way can the cold of the winter night block the cold of the bone marrow.
This was the treatment of the commander-in-chief of the army, and the tents of ordinary soldiers were very thin, and although they were made of two layers of animal leather and cloth, the quality was far inferior to that of the duke's tent. However, in general, the coalition forces of the kingdom have done a decent job in terms of logistical supply, and the front-line troops have at least sufficient fuel, as well as food.
The night was already deep, and the cold was getting more and more pressing. Despite the fact that the ground was damp and tamped and treated with lime before the camp, the Duke of Calis still felt a little uncomfortable with the cold.
It's not wartime, and you don't need to wear armor. He walked over to the charcoal basin, wrapped his robe tightly, and glanced helplessly at the half-open tent curtain.
The Duke suddenly missed the beautiful metal charcoal stove in his distant home. The maid will take care of it cleanly and wipe the surface spotlessly. This furnace has a large capacity and can fill a large amount of coal at one time. The roof of the furnace is a long ventilation pipe that connects to the chimney located on the roof. In the winter, Calis's favorite thing to do was to have his servants heat up the stove installed in the bedroom, take a good bath, and sleep peacefully on the soft bed.
This kind of thing is just a useless luxury nowadays. Although the fortress of Shenwei had a large stockpile of supplies, it was impossible to provide the front line with such an expensive metal charcoal furnace. It would be nice to have a charcoal basin for heating, and its disadvantages and advantages were equally obviousββββ white people in the South discovered early on that coal burning produces a lot of poisonous gas. Especially on winter nights, if the doors and windows of the house are closed, but the charcoal pot is lit to keep warm, then the next morning the neighbors will find that the family living next door has all died in a dream.
Calis subconsciously reached into the pocket on the inside of his coat, took out the flask, unscrewed the lid and took a sip. The familiar hot sensation rose down his throat again, and he stared at the reddened coals, his numb tongue spasmed slightly, but then there was a sweet feeling like spring water permeating the tip of his tongue, and his body quickly became hot, not so cold.
The Duke sighed, thinking of the soldiers who were huddled in thin tents and endured the cold.
The Kingdom Coalition rarely sends troops out in winter. Not to mention the war against the northern giants, even if it is a war between the major kingdoms due to conflicting interests, most of them choose other seasons instead of winter.
This time the troops were sent because of the request of the Holy See. Had it not been for the Pope's promise to the kings in his secret letter that he would give up next year's tithes, the nations that had been weakened in the last war would not have responded at all. Beasts know that if they are wounded, they must flee back to their nests to lick their wounds, let alone humans.
Unlike in the past, the Duke was now full of anticipation of victory, and there was a strong sense of confidence in his body. He saw with his own eyes the power of Six. Of course, there must be a fear of unfamiliar species, but the hatred of the northern giants has long outweighed this negative emotion.
The adjutant walked in from the outside, carrying a basket of black, heavy coals in his left hand and a marching pot with a lock and lid on the surface in his right hand. He put down what he was holding, first added some coal to the charcoal basin, and then opened the lid on the marching pot. Calis saw that there was a large cowhide pouch inside, flat and curved at both ends, like a kidney bean magnified many times over.
This item was very common in the Rhine Kingdom, especially among farmers in the countryside, who often used it to hold wine because it was easy to carry and did not leak.
"What is this?" The Duke asked, pointing to the leather bag in the pot.
"Corn whiskey." The adjutant replied with a smile: "The second batch of baggage troops has just arrived, and they have brought more military supplies and various supplies. β
Calis frowned slightly: "This batch of supplies also includes spirits?" I remember that it didn't seem to be on the list of supplies needed before the troops. β
"It was arranged by His Majesty the Pope, and I just learned about it from the commander of the baggage team." The smile on the adjutant's face became thicker and thicker: "Your Majesty, considering the season of this troop dispatch, specially requisitioned a large amount of spirits from various places in advance. This is the first batch, and each soldier gets two copies. There will be a second batch next week, again in the same quantity and share. β
The expression on the duke's face softened slightly, and he nodded imperceptibly: "I'll get it myself here!" You're tired too, get some rest early. β
The adjutant retreated, and the tent became quiet again.
Calis picked up the leather pouch containing the wine and smelled a strong choking smell. The taste of this wine is very poor, it is like water in the mouth, the smell of alcohol mixed with sour meat is disgusting, the only advantage is that it is cheap, and the folk workshop produces a lot of money, so it is easy to purchase.
The Duke was not a man of pleasure. He demanded the same as a soldier in terms of personal treatment. Of course, this refers to a time of war, not peace.
He took a sip.
The taste is not good, but the quality is so-so. Compared with the large-scale sales of black merchants to the southern polar blacks, the kind of inferior whiskey mixed with sugar and water is already a conscience product. Negroes also like alcohol, because it warms up quickly. Now, the soldiers outside were no exception, as long as they added a few biscuits, a few pieces of black bread with fat sandwiched with meat, it seemed to them a rare feast.
Thinking of the word "feast," Calis recalls Bishop Somson's glamping tent and the mouth-watering delicacies on his table.
"Why did you choose to send troops in winter?"
Looking at the burning coals in the coals, the Duke muttered to himself. It's just that no one is listening, and he can only look for answers in his own mind.
The advantages of sending troops in other seasons are obvious, and the most direct is to reduce the number of logistics and transportation materials, which is extremely difficult to reduce the resulting difficulties. Aside from anything else, the mere provision of winter clothing for the army can save a lot of money.
The Duke's gaze shifted and landed on the leather bag with whiskeyββββyes, and the liquor." In other seasons, spirits would have appeared on the supply list, but not as much as they are now, and not so much that each soldier would be given a double quota.
And that's just a week's ration.
Why?
The Pope is perhaps not a stingy man. However, at the level of interests, religious beliefs aside, the Pope's position is equivalent to that of a king, and he must consider it for the sake of the direct jurisdiction of the Holy See. Most bishops are greedy, especially the middle and senior clergy assigned to various locations, and they are often greedy for money more than they have faith. Not to mention adding extra rations to front-line soldiers, even weapons and equipment can be saved. After all, all that is deducted is money, and it is a gold pound that can be put into a private pocket.
"Abnormal" and "normal" are twin sons, and enemies standing on both sides of the abyss. 1
If there is anything unusual about this dispatch...... Calis felt that it could only be the two "sixes".
Could it be because of their existence that the Holy See chose to send troops to attack Suolong Pass in winter?
The Duke pondered, remembering the last time he entered the basement laboratory in Gabriel, the room where Six was located was significantly cooler than outside.
Does this mean that they prefer cold, low-temperature environments?
If it's summer, how hot and hot will it affect them to some extent?
Come to think of it, there is no evidence for Calis.
But one thing is certainββββ Bishop Somson was lying, he wasn't telling me the truth. The Holy See spent so much money on the development of the Six, and aside from the power of this weird-type weapon, the control of the weapon itself cannot be ignored, and it is the first of all the problems that must be solved.
Out of control means disaster. We don't distinguish between friend and foe, and we make everyone our goal. If the Sixth is a low-intelligence being without the ability to think independently, as Bishop Somsen said, it is impossible for the Holy See to use it in war, and it will be sent to the battlefield in front of all the generals and nobles of the Five Kingdoms.
What kind of weaknesses does the Six have?
For a long night, Calis had been thinking.
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Lock the dragon pass, the inside of the pass.
A huge panic spread through the crowd.
"The whites sent two monsters. It's horrible. They eat people...... No, it's not just about cannibalism, anyone who comes into contact with them will become a monster. I'll tell you, I was standing on the tower and I could see it clearly. Those two monsters killed all of our warriors, not even a single horse was missed. β
"They're monsters, they're devils! They went from two to many, thousands. They have mouths open on all parts of their bodies, and countless teeth in their mouths. Can you imagine? Teeth like knives! β