26: The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills
The team galloped down a remote path, and in the carriage, Harrison told Nolan about the plan for the battle:
"We dispatched a total of more than 700 people in this battle, including more than 570 ordinary warriors, more than 30 logistics personnel, more than 10 mages, more than 90 knights, and two sixth-order knights among these knights.
"According to the information sent by the scouts, the steppe people transported the looted goods to a nearby stronghold near them, where about six hundred steppe people were stationed, including three hundred soldiers, sixty transcendents, and one of the sixth-order knights among the transcendents was the commander of the stronghold."
The transcendents of the steppe people are easier to distinguish, different from ordinary cavalry and infantry, the clothes and armor styles of the steppe knights are different, and the colors are more bright and obvious.
The mage is their shaman, wearing equally brightly colored robes.
"Just looking at the number of troops and the number of transcendents is that we have an advantage, but there are not many advantages."
Nolan mused, "We must fight quickly and recapture the cargo before the rest of the troops can come to their aid." Once they hold us back, even if we annihilate them completely, we will lose. โ
"So there's only one chance." Harrison bowed.
"It's about to get dark, we will use the cover of night to quietly approach the stronghold, and wait until the city lord's mansion on the other side launches a feint attack to attract their attention, and our troops will attack them in two ways, taking them by surprise."
The late autumn sky soon darkened, with gloomy clouds obscuring the horizon and the cold wind whining on the steppe, providing excellent shelter for the night march.
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder is ......"
Nolan lifted the curtain and looked up at the sky, "It seems that even God is helping us." โ
"Oh my God? What a strange statement. โ
"Hehe, it's nothing, everything is the will of the gods."
The troops lurked in the designated position, from which the shadow of the target stronghold could be seen, and a patrol of steppe people was floating near the stronghold.
"This is a squad of rangers of the steppes."
Harrison whispered, "These ranger units are mainly composed of knights, and they are powerful in battle, and they wander between the various tribal strongholds of the steppe people, forming a dynamic defense line that combines reconnaissance and support, which is extremely difficult.
"We won't engage this Ranger force, wait until the other side of the City Lord's Mansion launches a feint to lure them away, and then we will start the raid."
Nolan nodded, took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "The appointed time is coming." โ
After waiting for a while, several bright flashes suddenly rose in the dark night sky in the east, followed by the sound of billowing explosives and faint shouts.
"Woo-"
In a short time, the horns of the steppe people sounded in the distance, and the ranger troops, who were wandering near the stronghold, did not hesitate, and quickly rode their horses to the east.
Looking at the detachment of this force, Harrison narrowed his eyes and decisively ordered: Do it! โ
"Huh~~!"
In the dark night, someone blew a melodious whistle.
This kind of whistle is very unique, like the call of a bird, which is not obtrusive in the wind and can travel far away.
For steppe people who have never heard this kind of whistle, it is easy to ignore this subtle movement.
But for the mercenary troops who had been lurking nearby, this whistle made everyone's spirits tense instantly.
The troops began to advance in the darkness of the night, and their target in the darkness was the flickering lights of the steppe stronghold in front of them, flickering in the cold wind.
"Nolan!"
Yuna pat her horse and came to the carriage, now dressed in a fully armed knight's armor, with a knight's sword at her waist and a knight's bow and quiver on her back.
"What am I going to do when it's time to fight?"
She leaned over the window and whispered to him.
As a temporary member of the team, she was not one of Harrison's subordinates, nor did she receive any operational instructions.
"Follow Mr. Leod, who is the captain of our elite unit."
Noren said, "Later, the fighters of the other army will attract the attention of the enemy, and you will attack under their cover." โ
Yuna nodded and walked to the front of the group to join Leod, who looked at her and smiled;
"Yo, little girl, I didn't expect us to be able to fight side by side so soon. How is the condition of my legs, can I trust my back to you? โ
"Leave it to me." Yuna gripped the bow handle, "I'll cover you." โ
"Oh! Have you made up your mind to change the way you fight, wise judgment. โ
Leod took out a bunch of red cloth strips from his bosom and handed it to her, "Tie it to your right arm, after the battle, the one wearing the red cloth on the right arm is our friendly army, don't get confused!" โ
The troops quickly approached a kilometer away from the stronghold, and at that moment, the horn horn of the guard sounded from the watchtower of the stronghold.
"......Shh It's finally been discovered. โ
Leod's expression became serious, "The battle is about to begin, follow me and don't get lost!" โ
After all, it was on a flat grassland, and even if there was a feint attack in the dark and east as a cover, it was impossible not to be discovered by the sentinels.
This is also in Harrison's battle plan.
In this operation, he divided his troops into two routes, one was a large number of decoy troops led by chariots, and the other was their elite troops, which were mostly composed of extraordinary people.
Decoy troops will continue to attract the attention of defenders in the colony on the left side, and then elite troops on the other side will break directly into the colony to complete the flank attack.
At this time, it was time for the assault, and the leading troops were driving twenty heavily armed chariots towards the stronghold of the steppe people.
The so-called chariot is a large carriage that coats the horses with iron clothes and equips them with steel armor outside the carriage so that they can cope with long-distance arrow rain attacks.
Inside each chariot were a dozen mercenaries ready to go, their right arms tied with strips of crimson cloth, each with determination and hatred on their faces.
They are all ordinary mercenaries, who have lost their relatives and hometown due to the invasion of the steppe people, so they have become the most resolute force against the steppe people.
Although they are not as powerful as the Transcendentals, they have volunteered to be the dead men who lead the battle, using their role as bait to create opportunities for the elite troops on the other side.
The steppe people reacted quickly, and by the time the chariot reached a distance of about four hundred meters from the stronghold, their archers had already lined up and fired the first round at the troops.
"Boom-"
Arrows rained down from the sky, but these ordinary arrows failed to penetrate the chariot's protection, and the rest of the infantry continued to charge with the chariot with their shields.
"Knock knockโ"
At the rear of the battle line, the drums of war were beaten, and the rapid sound of the drums stimulated the fighting spirit of the fighters, and they shouted in unison with a rather powerful slogan:
"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"
"Glory to the Roland Empire!"
"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"
"Glory to the Roland Empire!"
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As a decoy they were clearly successful, and in the hazy darkness of the night, a force of four or five hundred men was created by them to create the momentum of thousands.
All the steppe troops in the stronghold gathered on this side, and then the dark night sky suddenly lit up with orange-yellow fires!
The shaman struck, and they began to cast spells surrounded by troops, and all kinds of spells such as fireballs and wind blades attacked this army at once!
Even the crossbows in the stronghold were pulled out, and they aimed their arm-thick arrows at the chariot and fired a new round of fire.
These chariots could withstand ordinary arrows, but could not defend against spells and crossbows, and their advance was halted when they charged two hundred meters from the stronghold.
Arbalests and spells covered the surrounding area, blasting the chariot and the mercenaries inside.
Many people sat in the carriage and shouted "Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!" In the next second, he was strung together with iron-clad meat and meat-wrapped iron.
The rousing drums played their final triumphant song, and the wrecked chariot became their sleeping coffin.
The surviving fighters withstood this round of fire and continued to shout slogans and crawl forward to the stronghold in front.
But soon their enthusiasm gradually cooled down.
In front of them, a whole platoon of steppe cavalry was ready to go, forming an impregnable human wall.
Under the cover of crossbows and spells, the cavalry raised their machetes.
The stronghold was built on a slope, and depending on the terrain, the steppe cavalry launched a death charge against the remnants of the army in front of them.
Despair crept over the hearts of every surviving warrior, but even so, in the face of the flood of cavalry that was about to pounce on them, there were still people who shouted loudly and shouted:
"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"
"Glory to the Roland Empire!"
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Until the moment before the cavalry's butcher's knife was swung, their red eyes were still staring at the slenderness of the stronghold.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of shouting and fighting from the other side of the stronghold.
Immediately afterward, they saw that the enemies in the stronghold, who had been arrayed in order, became panicked, and the enemies looked behind them in unison, as if a ferocious flood beast had appeared behind them.
"Follow me!"
The accompanying mage cast a spell to blast open the fence on the other side of the stronghold, and Leod drew his twin swords and rushed into the stronghold first, cutting the two steppe soldiers in front of him in half before they had time to react.
"Enemy Attack ......"
The Sentinel realized that he had been stolen from his ass, and he had just given a warning when he was nailed to the tower by a galloping arrow.
Yuna took out the next arrow from her quiver, her sharp, cold gaze swept towards all the enemies in front of her, and the movement of the bow and arrow was accurate and fluid, and every target she targeted could not escape the end of the arrow falling to the ground.
In the past few days of hard practice, she has also found the feel and experience of archery.
The steppe troops placed all their elite in front of the stronghold, and the defenses behind them were vulnerable, and they were devastated by the raiding troops all the way, without making any effective resistance.
By the time they turned their heads, the Leodians had already ridden into their faces, and he leaped from his horse, his twin swords falling from the sky like the scythes of death.
Skill: "Stars and Moon"!
He was aiming for the highest-ranking commander in the unit, and his feathered outfit was more colorful than that of the average knight, and he was the strongest of the bunch.
Just decapitate them and you'll win the battle!
The reaction of the stronghold commander was also swift, he raised the scimitar in his hand and greeted him without backing down, also as a sixth-order high-level knight, he had the strength and capital to make no concessions.
As long as he can stop this blow, Leod, who is too eager to strike and disconnect from the troops behind him, will be surrounded by them, and in turn will be surrounded by them.
There was only one chance, and a blood-red glow appeared in the depths of Leod's pupils, and the liberation potion he had just taken took took effect at this time.
Powerful power and magic flowed through his body, and Leod showed a sinister smile and shouted, "Die! โ
His momentum continued to rise, and in an instant, he completely overshadowed the commander.
"Bellโ"
The dazzling silver white flashed, and the unrivaled force that erupted from it was actually knocking the commander's scimitar directly away!
The commander looked horrified, he responded in a hurry, and Leod showed the most aggressive from the start, and the difference allowed the two sides to separate the winners in the first round.
Having lost his weapon, he was no different from a dead man, and Leod stepped out and knocked off the commander's head with a single sword.
The commander died in an instant, the steppe troops suddenly became chaotic, Leod was red-eyed, and stood proudly in the encirclement of the enemy formation, but no one dared to fight him for a while!
It was because of the panic and hesitation for a moment that another high-ranking knight in the team rushed to support, and the assault force behind him followed, completely scattering the leaderless team.
In the midst of the scuffle, a steppe shaman chanted a spell and quietly aimed his staff at Leod.
Strengthened by the Elixir of Liberation, Leod was keenly aware of the hostility, and he was about to dodge the shaman's spell when he saw an arrow fly out of the side.
The arrow pierced the shaman's neck at a tricky angle, swallowing back the last few incantations he had spit on.
The spell that was about to be cast was interrupted, and the shaman's eyes widened and he fell straight to the ground.
Leod breathed a sigh of relief and gave Yuna a thumbs up.
Having such a marksman in a team battle is really reassuring.
With the two high-ranking knights leading the charge and Yuna's firing cover, the raiding force quickly wiped out the armed forces in the stronghold and captured the remaining steppe people.
"Leod, drink the antidote and go rest first, leave it to us here."
Harrison jumped out of the carriage and strode over, "Old wolf, you take the logistics to count the casualties, bring back all the people who are still saved, and the rest of the people will go with me to check the goods!" โ
"Yes!"
The old wolf shouted in response, and Nolan chased after him with his suitcase, and walked side by side with him: "I'll go with you too." โ
"Quite a favor, brother."
The old wolf nodded at him, and rushed out of the stronghold with the rest of the logistics.
The reason why the raiding force was able to decapitate the commander and occupy the stronghold so smoothly was because the decoy troops on the front attracted all their attention.
In the end, although the raiding force completely annihilated the armed forces of the steppe people with a small casualty ratio, the frontal decoy troops also suffered heavy losses.
An entire army of about 500 people was almost wiped out after the baptism of crossbows, spells, and cavalry charges, and the area within a radius of several hundred meters was scorched to earth.
It was a victorious battle fought by 500 dead men at the cost of their own lives.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night of bloodshed.