The daytime attack ended in failure, and the Baluta Fortress, which the Coalition believed to be able to be broken with a single blow as long as it was pressed with all its might, suddenly displayed a powerful counterattack, as if tearing apart the illusion of a quick battle with the Coalition's fierce fangs, and the Coalition had to hold an emergency meeting to adjust the original predetermined tactics

At the coalition meeting, Leopold, the chief dispatch officer, took the report just counted from the adjutant's finger with trembling fingers, swept his eyes, took a deep breath, and then tried his best to read out the battle damage report in a calm tone: "In this battle, our army killed 5,700 people, and 18,000 people were wounded! More than 1,000 people were trampled to death by their own people", "18,000 wounded! Just two hours of fighting, ...... a burst of discussion came from below: "Everyone, please be quiet!" Leopold's voice paused, his gaze swept over the ugly faces of the other generals, and continued

"Although our army suffered setbacks, on the whole, our operations were successful"

"It took us a day to break through the outer wall, and we almost attacked the wall of Baruta! As for the casualties, although they were a bit heavy, they were only because of lack of preparation, and how could there be no one who could not die in battle, even if we lost about 20,000 troops before and after, our troops still had an advantage of 150,000 people" "And the defense force of the Falcon Army on Baruta has been exhausted. Their means of defense are completely exposed, as long as they are well prepared, tomorrow, as long as there is another general attack, I believe that the victory of taking Baruta is close at hand!"

"Yes, it almost succeeded!" Hearing Leopold's analysis, the generals below were talking to each other, and at this moment, a figure stood up violently, it was a general sitting in the fourth seat on the left, and finally couldn't help but stand up suddenly, and slapped his hands heavily on the table. His eyes were bloodshot, like a wounded beast

"Lord Leopold, compared to tomorrow's attack plan, I would like to ask what about the wounded soldiers, shall we just watch them wail forever?" "It's Fett!" "Poor Rayla!" "Who called them famously arrogant!

Seeing him stand up, the other generals stopped talking, but there was more of a gloating expression in their eyes,

The person who stood up was none other than the Marquis of Fit, the most ferocious kingdom of Rela before the war, who attacked the outer wall yesterday. The most elite white steel heavy infantry under his command served as the main attack spear tip, but was ambushed by a ballista, with heavy casualties, attacking the fortress of Baruta during the day today, his hoplites were in the second line, and unfortunately they were also among the heavy blows, and the chaotic rout almost squeezed the Marquis of Fett off his horse, fortunately, there were guards desperately stopping in front, and the Marquis of Fett must be the first general of the coalition army to fall from a high place and fall to his death

"This. The coalition will do their best!" Leopold's face was stunned, touching his chubby chin, purely a subconscious habit, but this action. In the past, it would have made him look peaceful, but today it looks a little perfunctory

"Do your best, how do you do your best! This is a poison that cannot be cured! Without a medicine that can solve this poison, my kingdom of Rayla refuses to join the attack," Marquis Fett was dissatisfied with this answer. Angrily walked to the window, pushed the window open, and suddenly a faint wail came in with the night wind

"Oh. It's a wounded soldier!" all the generals' faces changed,

The battle during the day seemed to be very tragic, but after all, the narrow mountain road limited the expansion of casualties, the number of dead was not much, but the wounded were surprisingly large, and the wounded who were caught in the eyes of quicklime could not be washed with water, but the coalition forces obviously did not know this, they tied the painful wounded soldiers to the wooden planks with ropes, and carefully washed the eyes of the wounded soldiers with clean water, and the result was tragic,

Quicklime is a strong alkali, and when it encounters water, it immediately bursts into high temperatures,

I saw that the wounded soldier who was just in pain screamed as if he was burned by flames, and the frightening white blisters appeared in the position where his eyes were burned by lime, and the wounded soldiers shouted in pain on the wooden board, and their heads slammed violently like madmen, their heads broke and bled out, and the people in charge of cleaning were scared half to death, it was terrible, it was simply a disaster, and in the afternoon, there was no good news that the wounded soldiers could not bear the pain and chose to commit suicide.

In order to accommodate such a large number of wounded soldiers, the entire town under the fortress of Baruta has become a huge camp of wounded soldiers, the wounded soldiers with painful wails are lying all over the streets, and the officers walk through the middle of the road with ugly faces, and the wounded soldiers blindfolded with white cloths make the whole town seem to appear in the world.

"Yes, in such a rash assault on the fortress, there will be more casualties!" Hearing the words of the Marquis of Fett, the general was quite touched and sighed secretly,

"Or, let's rest for a day tomorrow, after all, the troops need to rest, and the wounded soldiers need to be transported to the rear" An old voice came from the seats, "Our army has the advantage, and the attack cannot be stopped!"

Leopold waved his hand with a solemn face, and nodded heavily on the table, "Don't forget, the Falcon Empire still has nearly 300,000 troops in the north of Putao, if we can't take Baruta in one go, the reinforcements of the Falcon Empire will rush up mercilessly and tear us apart" "Isn't the Falcon Army in the north of Putao in charge of Gangfeiren" The general who mentioned yì pouted slightly, "Gangfeiren is responsible for blocking reinforcements, and we are responsible for taking Baluta Fortress, isn't this said in advance?" Although the Gangfei Army promised to do its best to delay the reinforcements to Baruta in the north, you should be very clear that this effort is also time-limited!" Leopold cast a sharp gaze on the face of the general in the rear, it was the veteran Motoi of Resagan, gray hair peeking out from the sides of Resagan's style olecranon helmet, and when the slightly foaming eyes narrowed into a line, it was still very majestic

"The barrier of Resagon is already so old!" Leoper's pupils shrank slightly in his eyes on this veteran, Resagon is a medium-sized country in Central Europe and Barrow, and the national strength can be ranked in the top ten in Central Europe Barrow, and the people who can be sent this time are all famous generals from various countries, this motorcycle is a hero who turned the tide in the war, set up proud martial arts, and also showed real ability to deal with affairs in government affairs.

At least until he was in his forties. But today, his decline is very noticeable. Nothing is lifeless. It doesn't seem to be interested in anything.,Lack of sharpness as a soldier.,Especially in judgment.、Insight.、Decision-making has been judged like two.。 Maybe that's why. It is only in recent years that the fame of this famous general of Ressagang has plummeted, so that it has been surpassed by some unknown juniors, why the heroes of the past have fallen to this point, there are different reasons,

For example, it is said that the young leader was hit on the head by the barbarians when he was fighting, it is also said that it is because the aging body cannot bear the pain and torture of the night and day, and there are also rumors about the after-effects of the tragic death of the veteran's son in the rebellion of Ressagan a year ago. But one thing is for sure, Motoi is indeed old,

This time, Resagon sent only an unsatisfactory 3,000 troops

For the ten powers of Central Europe and Barrow, such a number of dispatches is obviously unworthy of the name, among the 170,000 allied troops, Resagon is almost ignored, it is estimated that it is for this reason that Resagon sent this famous general who is already dying, even at such an important meeting. The veteran's watch is more like a snooze in front of a campfire. "It seems that if you don't convince this veteran, others will be unwilling" Leopold sighed inwardly, he knew that there were many people who thought like Motoi. The main thing is that the collapse of the day is too deep!

Leopold said, "Gang Fei Ren has completely opened up this time, so he agreed to use all his reserve forces to try his best to hold off the 300,000 Falcon reinforcements in the northern Putao, and now the situation is very clear, who can win the victory on the side of Baruta first." Whoever has the ability to draw his hand and launch a fierce attack on the opponent's flank, and then shake the entire battle line," "That's right. But we have not yet taken Baruta, and the wounded soldiers are already lying all over the town! If ...... "The veteran Motoi is not so easy to convince, he just stopped stroking his belly and threw himself out of the window with a solemn gaze. deliberately twisted the uncolored cyan lips,

"It's really troublesome!" Leopold was a little helpless, "No if! Because since we have already torn face with the Falcon Empire, we must continue to fight! The Battle of Baruta will not only affect Gangfei, but also the fate of us and the entire Central European Barrow! If Gangfei people collapse, our country will have to face the Falcon Empire's troops!"

Leoper's eyes flickered, and he had always been a good old man's face, but at this moment, he had a little more coldness and strictness that belonged to the commander of the army

"Again, people will die in battle! I'm not afraid to tell you, when I accepted the chief dispatcher in this battle, I already had this idea, if 100,000 troops of 170,000 can cross the line of the Baluta Fortress, it will already be a heavy victory!" "100,000 people are a heavy victory!"

The veteran Motoi's eyes narrowed into a thin line, what a ruthless heart, are the current juniors already so ruthless? The generals' faces have also changed, doesn't that mean that in Baruta, the coalition army will lose at least 70,000 people!

Baruta will be a bloody battle, before the battle, the coalition forces have already prepared for this, so the coalition forces did not immediately attack when they arrived at the Baluta fortress, but were fully prepared,

However, in the battle of the outer wall the day before, the overly easy taking of the outer wall made many coalition generals greatly reduce their prediction of the loss of this battle, how could it be 70,000 people! The battle of the outer wall was only less than 10,000 casualties! This number made the generals a little flustered at a loss, and they talked to each other, yes, it was really like falling from a high altitude to the ground! "During the fierce battle, we are very sleepy, and the Falcon Army is the same, but we have an advantage"

Leopold felt the fluctuation in everyone's hearts, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, his voice paused, and said, "Our army has a numerical advantage, we can use this advantage to launch a round of attacks, and the other side can only be tired of fighting all day, I believe that such an offensive will only take three days at most, and the other side will collapse due to lack of strength and exhaustion!

"No! It's just that there is still plenty of time, I think we should use this time to let the soldiers have a good rest, what do you think?......" The veteran Motoi yawned, spread his hands and said, agreeing to the feasibility of Leopold's tactic in disguise

"Well, yes, I didn't think about that?"

Leopold secretly sighed, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand to everyone, "That's all for tonight's meeting, everyone go back and rest." Tomorrow, take Baruta in one go!"

"Yes!" everyone got up and left the conference room one after another, and at the door, the veteran Motoi looked up at the bright moonlight in the sky, and said to himself, "Are you old, you don't worry about anything?"

In the dark night, at the entrance to the mountain path leading to the fortress of Baruta, a dark shadow walked through the bushes

The weeds and bushes are very dense here, and the weeds and bushes here are desperately rising in the summer. It's as if you want to turn yourself into a towering tree. The wind blew through the weeds on both sides of the road, stretching its long bodies unscrupulously, and the dry yellow dirt road was potholed by the coalition phalanx during the day, and there was no road at all.

Scout Captain Liverfronre squatted in a waist-high bush,

He was a former Nord scout who was skilled in long-range shooting, but he preferred to use the Nord Scout's short-handled battle axe, fifty meters in front of him, to the coalition line of the town below. The coalition army set up a temporary guard here, and the size of the town obviously could not accommodate more than 100,000 coalition troops, so more barracks tents surrounded the outside of the town.

In the darkness of the night. The coalition forces lit countless bonfires, like a galaxy in the sky falling to the ground, and many swimming posts could be seen around, and the coalition soldiers sat around the bonfires in groups of three or five. The garrison was not rigorous, but it was also, a coalition camp built against the back of the town. Even if it is a surprise attack, with the support of the town, it is enough to deal with any situation, and even calmly arrange, using superior forces to eat the invading enemy, unless the other party is a fool, he will think of raiding a camp of 100,000 troops with his back to the town,

Furlongray looked around carefully before cautiously climbing up a dirt slope on the outside.

From the height here, you can see the direction of the town, a large number of lights, torches lit on the streets, and unlike the soldiers sitting around the fire in the camp outside, a large number of wounded soldiers can be faintly seen on the roads in the town, and there are faint sounds fluctuating in the wind,

"Done confirmed!"

The corners of Fronray's mouth grinned, like a fox stealing chickens, slowly withdrew from the line of sight of the coalition sentry, and in the bushes behind, took out the carrier pigeon representing the confirmed target, opened the pigeon cage, took out the carrier pigeon inside, tied a red ribbon to the pigeon's leg, let go of his hand, and the carrier pigeon couldn't wait to flutter towards the sky hanging with the full moon,

Seeing the carrier pigeon in the night sky, quickly turning into a small black dot invisible to the naked eye, Furlongre quickly climbed up a tree trunk and disappeared into the darkness

Baruta Fortress,

Dressed in black armor, with his hands behind his back, he stood on a raised mound in front of the fortress, looking up at the moon above his head, his hair blowing in the fierce night wind, as if looking for something on the ground, a small black dot, appeared in the bright moonlight,

"Look!" a muffled voice came from below, and everyone raised their heads at this moment, and a black shadow appeared in the round wheel of moonlight, and quickly came towards the fortress of Baruta

"It's the scout's carrier pigeon!" the adjutant next to him shouted happily, "I hope for a qiē shun lì!"

Toldon muttered under his breath and withdrew his gaze, only to see that below him was beneath the mound, with no end in sight to the neatly arranged armor and bayonet spears. Under the black iron helmet, the national face of the Nord people, the moonlight shone down from a high place, like a stream of water, flowing down from the resolute and upright posture of the soldiers, a full 20,000 Nord soldiers, like a mountain exuding pressure to the surroundings, in the silence of the night, no one made a sound, the air seemed to only be able to hear the carrier pigeon flapping its wings, a soldier standing behind Salton in charge of receiving the carrier pigeon stretched out his hand, the black dot fell on the shoulder of the messenger,

The sound of snapping and folding wings was particularly clear in the night, "Combat target confirmed, my lord!" the soldier shouted to Salton in front of him, glancing at the red ribbon on the pigeon's leg

"Order the combat troops to prepare!"

Salton took a deep breath and raised his hand, the 20,000 army was silent in the silver moonlight, it felt like a fierce sword full of hideous murderous aura was about to be unsheathed, and the horses in the front row were kicking the ground uneasily, whispering twice, even they were suppressed by the murderous aura born in the silence.

In the front of the infantry, the crossbow shooters of about 10,000 people began to raise their crossbows in the direction of the town, the crossbow was inserted with a rocket that had been ignited, condescendingly, although the straight-line distance from the town was more than 250 meters, but if it was shot down from a height of 100 meters, the range of the crossbow could exceed 300 meters, of course, as the main force was still a hundred heavy ballistae lined up in front of the crossbowmen, and the shooters were carefully lighting the oilcloth wrapped in the front end of the metal crossbow arrows, and the fire was blazing, like a lamp,

"My lord, I'm ready!"

Toldton heard the adjutant's voice behind him, and looked up at the bright full moon overhead, such a beautiful moonlight, but unfortunately, tonight it will become a blood moon!

At that moment, the countless streamers dragged out by the arrows flying in the direction of the town, like the Milky Way draining the ground, the river flowing! (To be continued......