Spend as much as you can. This was Borda's attitude towards life. He was a squire of a knight, and he was tall and strong. He had decent combat strength. However, on the battlefield, he was just a pawn at the front. His biggest mission was to follow Knight Luke and kill as many enemies as possible.
"Borda, how was Maggie's butt? Did it feel as good as I said? "
"Tender! I made her unable to get off the bed — "
Boasting about his prowess in an exaggerated voice, Borda staggered, only to find that he had stepped on a pile of feces. This was not * * *. Due to the chaotic management of the camp, everyone was only responsible for their own knights. Therefore, things like defecating and peeing were usually done "outside of their own barracks", regardless of whether it was on the road or under a tree.
"Damn it …"
Borda cursed, lowered his head and stomped his feet. In the end, he almost knelt on the ground due to his dizziness from drinking too much. At this moment, he heard a buzzing sound in his ears. Rubbing his eyes that were swollen from drinking and indulging in debauchery, he looked up at the sky. A small black shadow was flying over their heads.
This scene had been happening every few days for the past few months. At first, everyone was curious about what it was, but now they were used to it, to the point where they completely ignored it.
They only thought that it was some kind of flying magical beast that they had never seen before. As long as it did not come down to bite them, there was nothing to worry about.
Trying his best to find a tree branch to wipe off the feces on his shoes, Borda staggered his way to his campsite. As a squire of a Knight, he did not have a tent to use at all. Usually, he would find a flat ground with the other squires, lay some straw on it, and sleep straight away. Therefore, this drunken squire did not look for a so-called "bed". He simply found a place where he could lie down and fell down with a plop.
"Dudley, where's Master?"
"Where else can he be? Some banquet in the city. Anyway, he will only be back at noon. Rest assured and sleep. "
His companion knew that he was afraid of Knight Luke's scolding, but in reality, the nobles and knights in the camp had basically spent the night in the city. The nobles had their own ways of playing, and pawns like them naturally could not compare.
Lying on the straw, Borda closed his eyes in relief. However, after lying down for a few seconds, he suddenly sat up. "What's that sound?"
"What happened?"
A few of his companions, who had not woken up yet, were woken up by him and asked with an unfriendly expression.
"Listen to the ground, there seems to be some movement!"
As he spoke, he placed his ear back on the ground. A moment later, everyone looked at each other in dismay. "It seems like … there really is something rumbling."
"It, it can't be the Temple Knights, right?!"
Dudley's voice trembled. They were at the west side of the city, about 60 kilometers away from the Sanctum. There were many villages in between, but because of the war, most of them had been evacuated to the vicinity of the city. There were only a few sentry posts on the outskirts, so if a team from the Holy Cathedral came, they would be alerted in advance.
"Are you stupid? Do you think a Templar's horse can run all the way here to hit you? If there was, there would have been a beacon warning us! "
Someone cursed at the side. Only then did they realize that this could not be the enemy's army. Someone climbed to the top of a mound and looked into the distance. The sky was getting brighter, but visibility was still limited. He could only see up to a kilometer away. However, it was obvious that there wasn't any smoke coming from that direction.
"Don't worry, it's time to sleep. Maybe it's just a herd of deer or something …"
Borda also felt that he was a little too nervous. He rubbed his nose and looked into the distance. The thin mist at the end of his vision was as usual.
But these squires did not know that the sentry post a kilometer and a half away from them had just been flattened by a team of twelve cavalrymen.
The sentries here were not vigilant, so when the Dragon Lancers ambushed them in the wee hours of the morning, they were all killed before they could even touch their weapons. One of them wanted to use a fire seed to ignite the oiled beacon, but the moment he threw it out, the entire pile of firewood turned into a block of ice in front of his eyes.
In the team of Dragon Lancers, a mage wearing a magic robe put down the magic wand in his hand and said loudly, "Report, the beacon is done."
"Report, there is no one in the sentry post."
"Report, there is no one who escaped."
"The battle is over. Rest where you are and let the horses recover. Cohen, go and report to the rear. Maintain vigilance! "
"Yes!"
The captain of this team was called Belok. He was a Dragon Lancer personally trained by David. They were originally heavy cavalry, but since the beginning of the war preparations, they had never trained heavy cavalry in sprinting. Instead, they focused on scouting and ambushing. Now that they were assigned the task of clearing the sentry posts, the intensity was not even comparable to their usual training.
Along the way, they had eliminated five sentry posts. The twelve of them had killed a total of more than sixty enemy sentries, and there was not even a slight injury on their side.
The soldiers in the sentry post were all gathered together by the nobles under Earl Harrison. Their strength was mixed, and they were not familiar with each other. On average, they were only level 10. But the Dragon Lancers had advanced to level 5 and above. Their basic level was maxed out. Therefore, when they met face to face, they were killed instantly. They did not even meet any decent resistance.
Belok took out a small magic clock that he carried with him and looked at the scale on it. He said, "Five minutes earlier than expected. Everyone has done a good job."
Everyone, including the young mage, could not hide the excitement and nervousness on their faces. Five minutes later, a deep roar pierced through the thin mist. Six huge arcane puppets, like fierce beasts from ancient times, slowly appeared in front of everyone.
These six arcane puppets had been working at full speed since last night. They did not "compact" and then "solidify" the road like before. Instead, they directly "compacted" the road. Therefore, starting from the west gate of the sanctum, after spending seven hours, a temporary road from the sanctum to Suvala City was built!
The dense hot air made the engineers who were driving the puppets sweat profusely, but their eyes were shining with excitement. After stopping the machines according to the operating procedures, Belok had already retreated to the other side with the warhorses and the soldiers. He looked at the clock in his hand again. There were still five minutes to six in the morning.
The sun gradually rose, and in the gradually dissipating mist, Belok saw a long line of people slowly approaching on the makeshift road.
The three trucks in the lead looked different from the others. Behind them were not troop carriers, but two long barrel cannons that could be rotated side by side. At the same time, the cab of the truck was not made of wood, but covered with metal plate armor.
These three trucks also had shockingly large tires, almost twice the size of the other trucks. When they were about to reach the end of the road, they turned left and continued to move forward on the muddy road as if they were walking on flat ground. Then they lined up in front of them in a triangular formation.
Forty-two trucks followed behind. After stopping on the road with a distance of 20 meters between the front and the back, platoons of heavily armed soldiers quickly jumped down. Because the total number of trucks that Efta had put into the battlefield this time was less than 100, in order to increase the transport capacity, each truck that originally carried 25 people was loaded with 35-40 people. After the soldiers in the 42 trucks rushed down in armor, a total of 1,500 people quickly lined up under the slogan. In less than five minutes, everyone lined up in a horizontal and vertical square formation like on the training ground.
Soldiers in this era had not yet been equipped with individual firearms, so the smallest infantry unit in a battle was a platoon. There was a special "artillery company" in the infantry division, which was also lined up at this time. They used the crystal cannon developed by Kardashian after learning from the firearms on Earth …
All the soldiers were fully armored when they got on the truck. Only their weapons were placed in the special weapons box on the side of the truck. After arriving at the destination, they immediately picked up their weapons and assembled. In terms of preparation speed alone, these soldiers were a hundred times faster than all the armies of the Kingdom of Karen.
From the time they arrived at the battlefield to the time they could launch the attack, it only took a total of 20 minutes.
And the commander of this army was the former Dragon Lance Knight Fahram. On such a battlefield, he did not give an impassioned speech like a normal military commander, but stood in front of everyone with a dagger in his hand and said one sentence: "For Efta!"
One thousand and five hundred soldiers stood on the muddy road like nails and roared at the same time, "For Efta!"
They had received enough ideological education in the barracks, so there was no need to say any nonsense at the last minute. Fahram nodded with satisfaction and ordered the five battalion commanders next to him: "Attack according to the plan. Before noon, I hope to hear your report at the Earl's Mansion."
"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the mission! "
The five battalion commanders turned and left. Three minutes later, the infantry phalanx began to move neatly and arranged into two phalanx formations in the advance.
In the middle of them was the artillery company. These artillerymen were in groups of 10, dragging the crystal cannons with levitation magic circles to reduce the weight.
And behind them were three heavy trucks moving forward slowly.
Because the fog had dissipated and the distance was close, the "Turtleback Camp" a kilometer away inevitably heard these movements. And when they saw the sudden army in front of them with the help of the rising sun, almost all of them seemed to be struck by lightning, and there was a "spectacle" of them standing there in silence!
They had no idea why the infantry phalanx appeared here, nor what those black trucks were. However, the neat formation in their field of vision, the constant slogans, and the footsteps that seemed to step on everyone's chest made them feel suffocated …
This was not the people who came to chat and laugh with them, because these guys in front of them were all covered in metal light armor, and all the daggers and shields in their hands were reflecting dazzling light —
Goddess Si Qi above, only the royal guards can be fully equipped with metal armor, right?
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? It's meaningless to say how many people killed how many people, so I'll try to describe this war from the perspective of some small characters on the battlefield.
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