Chapter 6 This battle is too hard to fight
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Not only that, but there was a heavy knock on the door of all the young and strong people in the villages outside the Black Fire Castle.
"Who is knocking on the door so late? It can't be a thief?" asked the woman of the Bud family, lighting the oil lamp, holding the baby Bud in her arms, the little one sleeping soundly and sucking his fingers very cutely.
"Our family is so poor, even if there are thieves, they won't come to patronize it, right? Bard, who was in his mid-thirties, dark-skinned, and muscular in his thirties, picked up an oil lamp and went to the door to check on the situation.
Soon there was a whisper, and the woman could not make out what they were saying, and could only vaguely see by the outline of the lamp shadow that it was a group of people with swords.
"Is it the people of the castle? What are you doing when you come to the house so late?" muttered the woman, who was the blacksmith of the village, who was silent, who never quarreled with anyone, and whose family always paid their grain and taxes on time, how could anyone from the castle come to the door?
If you have to say that the head of the house has something to do with the people in the castle, it is that in the early years, he built a batch of weapons for the castle.
But that was a long time ago, the castle had been bullied by the surrounding tribes over the years, and there had never been a war.
Not fighting means that there is no longer any business with the castle, and they usually make a living by making farm tools for the nearby villages, but now the tribes around the castle come to pick quarrels and provoke trouble from time to time, and their lives are becoming more and more difficult, I really don't know when this kind of hard life will end.
The woman sighed, and soon Bud came back with the oil lamp, and he was worried, and put the oil lamp beside the bed and began to dress.
"Boss, it was the people from the castle who knocked on the door just now, right?, where are you going so late?" the woman couldn't help but ask, after all these years of marriage, she rarely saw such a heavy expression on Bud's face, and she didn't know what was going on.
"Men don't care about women. Bard was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.
He could have found a reason to prevaricate at will, such as going to the castle to talk about business and building a batch of weapons or something.
But he was originally a person who couldn't lie, especially in front of his wife.
He looked deeply at the sleeping child, and there was a hint of warmth on his steely face.
He grinned and tried to lean over and kiss the child, but fearing that his beard would wake up the little one, he gave up.
He dragged a large dusty box out from under the bed.
"In charge, I don't understand men's affairs, but I am waiting for you at home with my child, you must come back. "The woman had a bad premonition in her heart, not only because of her intuition as a woman, but also because Bard was unusual today.
For some reason, the taciturn blacksmith became a little different in her eyes.
But she couldn't tell where the difference was.
Maybe it's just an illusion, right?
"Don't worry, I'll be back, and I'm going to teach this little rabbit how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow." Bud walked out with the suitcase, he didn't look back, he was afraid that if he did, he would be reluctant to leave his wife and son.
"Wow wow. The moment he opened the door, the cry of a baby could be heard in the room.
"With such a loud voice, he must be a strong and good man when he grows up. Bud smiled again, and someone was not far away greeting him, and he gently closed the door.
The village, which usually sleeps peacefully under the cover of night, is now lined with many torches.
In the light of the fire, young faces walked out of each house, and they talked easily and smiled.
Many people who know each other well are still joking and joking.
"Isn't this Bard? Why? You've also received a call to go to the castle?" came the man who greeted Bard, who was about forty years old, in the prime of life, with hair as thick as a steel needle, and who was Dozra, a well-known old drunkard in the village.
"Well, I don't know what happened yet, but since the castle has issued an emergency call-up, we should go and see. Carrying the heavy box, Bard walked to the group with Dozra, a withdrawn man who was one of the few people in the village who could talk to him.
"I saw at dusk that the little duke in the castle himself had gone out of the city with his army, and now he had given a conscription order, and I should have guessed what it was. The people in the castle must have told you that you can stay in the village and you don't have to go, right?" Dozra gave Bard a meaningful look.
"Didn't they say the same thing to you?" Bard looked at Dozra's right leg, which would have been seen as a very rude act in normal times, as there were many people in the village who had been beaten for looking at Dozra's right leg too much.
It's a lame leg.
But at this time, Bard looked at Dozra's eyes full of admiration and some sympathy.
"Haha, you're not afraid of a dragger, what am I afraid of an old bachelor?
Naturally, the two of them guessed the castle's intention to issue a conscription order.
The drums of war that have not been heard for a long time are about to sound.
As veterans, they can't fall behind young people!
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Lin Ye stared at the map, because he was too tired and stayed up late for a long time, his eyes became red due to excessive bloodshot.
Milia, the maid with two ponytails, hid in the cloister and peeked at it.
She wanted to go over and remind the Duke to pay more attention to rest, not to collapse his body like this.
But she knew she couldn't, because she saw in his face a seriousness never before.
The hot tea she had brought Vivien had sent was already cold, and the tea reflected his anxious face.
The ripples rose slightly, and his face stirred up circles of waves, but his eyes were still bright.
"The candle has bottomed out, do you want to go over and change a candle for the adult?" Milia hesitated a little, and at this time, there was a dull sound of footsteps in the hallway, and Milia panicked and ducked to the side.
Lancelot, dressed in full armor, walked into the conference room, took off his helmet, and bowed to the tired duke.
"My lord, the men gathered from the two nearby villages have gathered in the castle, and with the standing army we can dispatch, there are a total of 140 troops, which is all we can muster. Lancelot looked attentive, and he was always meticulous in carrying out his orders.
"In addition to the wolf cubs of the gray wolf tribe who stayed behind to take care of them, as well as the infantry who have not yet been gathered back, our standing army can dispatch about 60 people, that is, 80 villagers? This is already quite a rare thing for a territory with only more than 670 people......" Lin Ye finally looked away from the map, and after just one day, he already had a general understanding of the situation in his territory.
"My lord, the soldiers of the Black Fire Family will charge bravely under your leadership, and although they die, they will not fall from their edge!"
"The Black Dog Tribe will dispatch at least 300 troops, no matter how brave they are, they will not be able to erase the gap of double the number of troops! Moreover, the Black Fire Castle has been sparse for a long time, and the equipment in the warehouse is not only of inferior quality, but even in terms of quantity, it is not enough to arm the whole army, this battle is really a bit difficult to fight. Lin Ye smiled bitterly, the question in front of him now really gave him a headache.
"Your Excellency......" Lancelot frowned and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lin Ye waving his hand.
"I understand what you mean, no matter how difficult it is, this battle will still have to be fought after all, and we have no way out except to win. In fact, it's not that we don't have a chance to win, it's just that we still have one thing to do, and one condition is still one thing short of to put together the puzzle pieces of victory!"
Lin Ye looked a little impatient, and he slapped the table heavily, but the table was made of stone, and this slap made him feel painful.
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In the dark night, there was a flash of lightning, and with the sound of "swish", it was raining.
"Oops, it's starting to rain, it's not good for the march, it's not coming at the right time. Lancelot looked out the window, worried, for the cavalry the bad weather was a natural predator.
Damn, how could it rain at such a critical time?
Don't even the gods protect the Black Fire Castle?
"No, Lancelot, this rain has come at a better time. Lin Ye looked out the window in amazement, and immediately grinned.
"The last piece of the puzzle for victory has been gathered, and this victory is already in our hands!"