Mayor Mann of Noble stood at the head of the city, surrounded by representatives of nobles and citizens who complimented him.

The encounters in life are really worrying.

Half a month ago, Mayor Mann overrode the crowd and bought his city thirty-six fortress guns that had been retired from the military.

At that time, it was the same guys who said that Mann was crazy and spent his money in inexplicable places.

One by one, as if they were really asking for the people's lives, they said that Mann must have gained some benefit—and who had benefited was to put a sum of 4,000 Movis into it.

It's not because Mann has a way - as early as a month ago, the royal capital's academy announced that in the next few years, the rift in the connection with the other world will gradually increase.

Mann was thinking about what if a big rift appeared in the black zone east of Noble, and finally Mann heard the news that the military had just replaced a batch of cannons, and thirty-six of them were packed and ready to be recycled.

So Mann paid for them - they were new, and the new cannon was too expensive for the city, and the obsolete heavy cannon was bulky, but it was meant to be used to defend the city, and Noble only needed to renovate its walls to use it.

At that time, no matter what the hell appears in that rift, Noble City will be able to fight back somewhat.

At that time, everyone in the city council was criticizing Mann for taking kickbacks with the military, and now, the siege engines and storming carts of the Black Orcs were burning vigorously in the fields outside the city, especially the siege engines, and the smell of meat wafted from afar—all thanks to the new flowering incendiary bombs.

It's really strong, more powerful than the incendiary bombs Mann had seen when he was in the army.

"See! Although the black orcs have not been here for 300 years, they are still using broadswords and spears as they were 300 years ago. The local Wehrmacht commander was there reprimanding the soldiers who had been wavering before: "Smell this! The Black Orcs are just like us! This is the smell too! ”

Mann didn't know what to say - forget it, it wasn't his turn to take care of the military's affairs, and besides, this guy didn't talk roughly, and the soldiers found out that the black orcs were just erect animals with two hands and two feet on top of their heads, and their morale was visibly improved.

"Look, Count Simon, the artillery is shelling again, and our Transfiguration mage confirms that trebuchets are being made behind the Black Orcs." After introducing the Count to his side, Mann saw the beast and wood that had been lifted off by the shelling on the Black Orc's side, and the soldiers cheered loudly.

"The last time you said you added money to the purchase, right, Lord Mann."

"Yes, 6000 Movis."

"I will propose to you in the council that you will be reissued 8,000 movis through the town hall, of which our nobles will be responsible for 4,000 movis, as a token of consolation for all you have done for the city." With a sincere expression, Mister Earl stretched out his hand and clasped it tightly with Mann's hand: "If you need to buy a cannon next time, my friend and I will fully support you." ”

"Thank you, Count Simon." Mann doesn't feel like he's done anything wrong - he saved the whole city today with this spending half a month ago, and of course, the most important thing is to save the nobles, so it should be worth taking some money out of their pockets.

At this time, the errands of the mailroom appeared on the city wall - this is a small department that the royal family has just established in each city, and several middle-aged people who are responsible for receiving and sending spiritual messengers, mostly disabled veterans or their family members, are responsible for receiving and sending those urgent messages and notifications, it seems that Noble City has finally spread a little news, and it seems that the warlocks of the Black Orcs are nothing more than that!

"Come, speak up." Mann wasn't ready to read it himself, he looked at the little guy in front of him and said—don't worry, most of these kids are apprentices to the church, and even if they don't, they are studying in the city's public schools.

"The rescue force led by His Excellency Marin Gayat will enter the battlefield at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and rescue is coming, please try your best to survive."

To be honest, Mann didn't have a good impression of His Majesty's son-in-law - how could such an important rescue military operation allow a child to lead the army?

I don't know how much real talent this kid has, if something goes wrong, this will affect the army.

Marin Gayat...... Aha, the first son-in-law of our esteemed majesty, he thought we were fighting the black orcs on the city walls now. A young nobleman laughed.

He was then hit in the back of the head by his family.

"If it weren't for the cannon that Lord Mann bought, we would indeed be fighting the Black Orcs for the walls right now." With that, the middle-aged baron smiled and raised his hat to Mann.

Mann also smiled and raised his hat: "Baron Radam, I don't care, but His Excellency Marin does seem to know the military situation, and he didn't guess wrong, and even said that he even grasped the movement of the enemy army, but he didn't expect us to buy cannons." ”

So the nobles and the delegates were again touted for His Majesty's son-in-law.

This gave Mann some confidence in the young man, and he turned his head to look at Count Simon beside him: "Your Excellency, I remember that Lord Marin seems to be ...... It's the first time to lead a leader, have you heard of the past when he led the army? ”

"No, it should be the first time, I haven't heard of His Excellency Marin ever leading a battle."

Mann was relieved - his own Majesty, the veterans knew best, if there was no real talent and real learning, it was impossible for His Majesty to let a waste help him in this situation.

"Then it looks like our princess has a good husband, and may Mr. Marlin live a long life." There is a nobleman who can speak more beautiful words than Mann, and his words have attracted a wave of boastful words about His Majesty.

Anyway, the black orcs couldn't come up, everyone was free - after the siege engines and rushing cars were destroyed, and the catapults were blown up again, the black orcs retreated two hundred paces and began to besiege the city.

"They want to trap us." Mann laughed after speaking, "These poor fellows who lived three hundred years ago don't know that we have enough food in our granary, but they are afraid that they will starve to death, and we will still be full." ”

Noble City as the granary of the southern region, the warehouse is full of grain - since the beginning of the previous years, many Druids came to the southern provinces, Noble City has one, with the help of the Druids, the grain of Noble City can be harvested twice in half a year, Noble City just harvested summer grain last month, and then autumn, because it is close to Fort Carter and the Black Zone, the weather here will snow all day long like winter after autumn, and the 20,000 beastmen outside the city will eat up all the bark and grass roots, It is estimated that everyone in the city can still eat two meals a day.

"It's the most interesting scene I've seen this year, but we're still going to keep our wartime supplies on hold, and I suggest you lead by example, guys." As the largest nobleman in the city, Count Simon's words were echoed by everyone at this moment.

"Let them keep their dreams alive, the man-eating devil will not think that our army has come." An old nobleman who had participated in the army said with a smile.

Mann agrees.

Yes, let these man-eating devils finally enjoy the warmth of this world.

With them, the coming year will be a good harvest for this land.

………………

At 11:45 p.m., the convoy of canned food called by Marin completely simplified the diet of the entire army, and except for the officers who received some extra drinks, everyone showed positive feedback on the lunch - in this era, it is unrealistic to want to eat well in field conditions, and the canned food that Marin brought with him was already very good.

Solid cuts of meat are stewed with spices, thick broth makes brown bread delicious, and best of all, it's all free.

You know, the Wehrmacht does not have this kind of treatment in peacetime, even if it is the Guards.

After eating, Marlin gave the Big-Headed soldiers a half-hour rest - new satellite images showed that the Black Orcs' siege and rampage engines had been blown away by cannons, and even their catapults had been killed.

Since Noble City was fine, Marin was less urgent, let the soldiers rest, and then make a circle, crossing the hills from the southwest into the battlefield - the giant bats of the black orcs were covering the battlefield in the north, and the black orcs would not have thought of a human army coming from the south.

And during the break, Marin asked the bears to pull six sets of cannon components, as well as twelve light field guns.

Marlin wants to make those black orcs understand that this world is no longer an era when anyone with the strength can dictate the direction of history.

Science is the primary productive force.

As for the battlefield of Marinxuan, the commanders have nothing to say - in terms of direction, the battle line of Marinxuan is diagonally facing away from the sun, and all the shooters will not be dazzled by the sun, and the position is on the top of the hill, as long as there is enough distance between the infantry lines, it will almost not be obscured by the friendly side in front.

Then there were the field guns and machine guns, the lethality of which could be seen at a glance by the men of the army, and the Marin arranged them on the top of the hills on both sides to form a practical cross-fire at the entire force of the beastmen.

Paladins and a regiment of cavalry would be in battle after the Beastmen had been routed - and while the cavalry said they could charge, Marlin thought the times were really no longer suitable for cavalry charges.

As for why it is so certain that the Black Orcs will be defeated, it is because a team of high-level mages came to the Mage Tower, and the person who led the team knew Marin - it was the old mage that Farol met when he was a child, and this time he also brought his apprentices to appear in front of Marin.

There were sixty high-level mages, and in the eyes of all, those waste warlocks of the black orcs could not fight against them at all.

The Black Orcs will shed their blood for their carelessness.