Chapter Forty-Seven: Dig, Dig, Dig, Dig!
When Willier's troops were withdrawn, they were too tired to hear the cheers, but everyone's faces were beaming with joy.
Wayne wanted to take Mansur down now, but held back. After all, Mansur was a representative of Vasser's city defense army, and Wayne had already been angry that they had asked them to guard all the walls and cover the migrant workers digging tunnels. Now that Mansur is removed, the grassroots soldiers can still endure it, but the middle and high-level generals may not be able to say it. At present, Vasser is still in the midst of storms, and it is not appropriate to make large-scale personnel changes.
Migrant workers dug out from the city gate, and in a short time they had already dug more than a dozen tunnels, each of which was 50 meters long. This is due to the fact that the city of Vasser is surrounded by grass and soft soil.
What's more important is that Wayne has 200,000 migrant workers, even though he has sent 80,000 to deal with the logistics of the army and the like. But there are still 120,000 people, and Wayne plans to dig in shifts in three shifts. It doesn't stop for a moment.
Now due to the limited space, there are only more than 10,000 migrant workers digging at the four city gates, and with the passage of time, more and more migrant workers will join in after the excavation speed will definitely be greatly accelerated.
At that time, the elves will have two choices, either flee or fight a decisive battle.
The former option is clearly more beneficial to the elves. Now is the time when the Whites and Mars sent a cavalry regiment to harass their logistical lines to work, and the elves can be seen moving back these days.
Of course, the elves also have an advantage, and several of their magicians should also recover.
According to Willier's information, the elves originally had six magicians. When he was in the black chess market, he spared no effort to bombard the city wall indiscriminately. Moreover, the earth magician seems to have used some forbidden magic, so that the land outside the city of Black Chess City rose alive for more than ten meters, causing most of the biggest reliance of Black Chess City, the role of the city wall, to disappear. During this period, thunder and lightning, fireballs, water currents, wooden vines, and air waves had a serious psychological effect on the black chess city.
Although the damage of these things is not very large, the impact on morale is great when you don't have a magician, and the clever use of them is more likely to have unexpected effects on the battlefield.
At that time, due to the fact that the other magician used too much magic, the magic was vacuum, so he had to rest for a while. Now that counts, it's almost time.
That's what Wayne is afraid of.
In this way, if the decisive battle is early, the chances of the two sides winning are between June and Fourth. Wayne six, opposite four. After all, the elves are now fighting on two sides, and the magician will give them a chance of winning at most one and a half.
However, can the opposite general see the role of the tunnel in advance? Mansour wasn't a fool, he didn't even think of it yesterday, unless he was a military genius like Willier.
Is there a military genius under the hands of the other side?
If there is, it is just to let the commander on the other side who may be temporarily in command and is not familiar with the tactics make an early choice.
Either way, Wayne has a big chance of winning. Of course, it's best to wait for the tunnel to be dug.
Willier leaned up on the city wall, watching the busy migrant workers below. Said casually.
"The letter from Mars says you have a new type of weapon, called artillery. Placed on the city wall, it can make the soldiers take one as ten. ”
Wayne didn't care about Mars's mouth, after all, it wasn't a secret.
"That's pretty much one of the main reasons why I'm holding on to Helan City. ”
"Indeed, it is difficult to reverse the already heavily tilted balance of war with only one advanced weapon. I guess the kind of steel in your armor also plays a big role. ”
Wayne nodded slightly, agreeing.
"I'm even beginning to wonder if you're Wayne at all, you're not the same as Wayne in the mouths of Wasser and the people of Black Chess City. It's not me who makes a sycophant, your talent, your heart, and the city. It's just that I feel ashamed when I see it, let alone someone my age like you. It's hard to imagine that you're a young man under twenty!"
Willier repeated the words "young man", as if lamenting his lost youth.
"What the hell are you trying to say?"
Wayne asked directly.
Willier shook his head helplessly.
"Talking to smart people is painful. Now the peace of Rune will not last long, and the nobles in this area will die. A new generation of aristocrats is ready to move, and it will be an era of war. And Wayne, although you are weak now, you just lack time, and it is not unlikely that Rune will transfer the emperor to call Wayne His Majesty at that time. ”
Wayne replied solemnly.
"General Willier, although I admire you, it doesn't mean that I can take you at ease. I have every right to execute you now. ”
That's what Wayne was talking about, even though there was no one around now, and Willier was mostly talking from his heart. But you can't trust anyone, starting Wayne's last life plus the big experience of this life. Even if that person is a saint.
When Willier saw Wayne say this, he was neither angry nor melancholy.
"I hope that by that time, you will be able to kill fewer people, and if you can not kill, you will not kill. ”
This god of war, who has experienced countless dangers on the battlefield and has a heart as hard as stone, actually said such a compassionate and very ridiculous thing.
Everyone who ascended to the throne didn't have blood on their hands, even if Willier was a general, there was no unsavory deed?
Gentlemen are hard to find, saints are rare, let alone this kind of place that has to do with power.
Wayne had long been prepared for blood on his hands, and probably for a lot of innocent blood. No way, revolutions always have to shed blood, including the blood of good people.
Wayne replied.
"I'll set up a statue of you on the border, and I'll see it as long as the elves go south. ”
Willier laughed heartwarmingly.
What is there to regret about participating in this war that is destined to go down in history. Although after the victory, he will also step down. Wishes come true, and nothing is a thing.
Just kidding.
"That's not every time Stuyard goes south, the statue is destroyed. ”
Wayne returned.
"Stand again!"
It's just that what Willier doesn't know, this war can indeed leave a place in the history books. However, the title is, the last afterglow of the Cold Weapon Era - the Battle of Wasser.
As for how many people Wayne killed, that's for later.
Willier clapped his hands repeatedly.
"Young Master Wayne, you are even more domineering than Earl Nils back then, stand again!." Okay!
The excavation of the tunnel was carried out at a rapid pace.
Mars looked from afar, and at first thought that Wayne was ready to fight now. But his cautious personality over the years made him decide to wait and see, and finally he saw it.
Those tunnels are constantly digging into the elves, and he must at least wait until the tunnels are not far from the elven army before cooperating with Wayne's attack.
As for now, Nils wouldn't let the elves easily harass the excavation work. He's decided to make a good fuss about the elves too!