Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 187

The weather was getting colder after the long rainy season, but the soldiers of the Baron Draco could smell a searing smell in the air.

The smell of is war.

Since the beginning of October, soldiers from one baronial town and seven large villages have all been concentrated in the barracks of Oak Town, more than 50 Eternal Knights, 60 Heralds, 120 Musketeers and The halberd company of more than 800 people, the freedom militia regiment, the crossbowmen company, and the swordsmen regiment have already assembled, the food and baggage are also in place, and the only thing left is to set off.

The provincial army system implemented in the empire guarantees sufficient recruitable troops, and some are stationed in forest patrol battalions and town security teams. The total number of troops that can be recruited by the baronies is about 1,500. This autumn offensive, Laylen conquered three-quarters of the entire army in one breath, and it can be said that he did his best.

Waking up early two days later, the morning fog has not yet faded away.

Middenheim supported an army of more than 1,000 people and finally arrived at the Baron Draco.

In the conference room of the lord's castle, the lights are bright, and the adopted son of the elector, von Tugenheim, brought several kingdom knights, as well as a tall white wolf knight with a goatee and a wolf head hanging on his chest. The accessories, the blessed white wolf cape and the bright silver Mithril armor made him stand out. He looked less than forty years old, and his eyes were cold and sharp, which surprised Layen: "This Yes?"

"Lyren Your Excellency, he is the famous Winter Wolf Knight, Sir Armand." Tugenheim first introduced to Laylen, and then said to Armand, "Laylen, Laylen-Wald, don't need much. Say it, our imperial hero."

"Hello, Sir Armand."

"Lord Lallen." The Winter Wolf Knight shook hands with Lallen, and did not address the title of baron. His smile was a little reluctant, and it could be seen that he was not used to laughing.

The Winter Wolf Knight of the Church of Uric, Armand Castelli, a powerful knight who has been famous for a long time and has an adult half-griffin mount. Unlike the White Wolf Knights under the Church, he only obeys Emir Order of the Pope.

When shook hands, the Winter Wolf Knight stepped forward and said in a low voice, "My lord's chosen champion, His Excellency the Pope ordered me to wait for your dispatch."

"Huh?" The young baron was slightly surprised, and after seeing Armand nodding slightly and giving him a wink, Lallen nodded knowingly: "Welcome, Sir Armand!"

Winter Wolf Knight nodded in understanding.

"Then, let's get started."

A huge map was placed in the middle of the conference room table, and Lallen first introduced the situation: "The target of this autumn offensive is Duncan Castle, located in the hinterland of the southern forest of Dracowald, which is also part of my barony. Jurisprudence Castle, according to the report of the Heralds, the interior of the occupied castle is occupied by a number of beastmen war gangs and forest goblins. At present, they are active in the forest around the occupied castle. The largest forest goblin tribe, the Red Venom tribe , on the road that the army must go through."

"The Red Venom Tribe, a nasty creature that is very good at raising forest spiders, their tribal leader is Snaglar Venom, cunning and dangerous, and not shallow to border villages and fortresses, I once led the army to exterminate it Once, but let it escape." The adopted son of the elector whispered: "The Red Venom tribe raises a very terrifying large spider."…

"The Aranaloc spider is bigger than a giant, and the spider's carapace is so hard that ordinary crossbows and arrows can't shoot through it, let alone kill it." Armand killed hundreds of The forest goblins, he knows the forest goblins very well, "Besides, the knights can't exert their advantages in the forest, so it is even more difficult to deal with."

The knights and officers who were present knew the situation and felt it was rather difficult.

"Don't worry, my army is equipped with muskets, as well as three cannons and a **** chain shock cannon." Lallen said, "The Aranaloc spiders can be handled with confidence by the gunners."

Von Tugenheim and Armand nodded.

"The Red Venom Tribe is very large, and the place where the wood elves are located has become the sleeping place of giant dragons. Their tribe has developed strangely and fiercely in the past few years. Large-scale beastmen war gang." Laylen explained to everyone: "Throw away a large number of goblins and goblins, the greatest threat to us in this tribe is the death crawler of Snagra Venom, a large group of forest spiders. The messages from the forest goblins and the wood elves detailed the tactics they are good at, including ambushes, attacking from unexpected directions, and skilled use of various terrains."

"The Red Venom Tribe also has nearly a thousand wild orcs, more than ten giants and a group of forest trolls. In addition, the special ally spiders of the forest goblins are also a big threat, not to mention the more than 10,000 goblins of the Red Venom Tribe, brother. Brin."

In the conference room, everyone looked solemn and listened carefully to what Laren said.

"The number of our troops shall not exceed 2,500 men,"

Von-Tugenheim sucked in a breath and stared at the map: "Our situation looks too bad"

Several people frowned, it seemed that this war was almost impossible to win, and there was not only the Red Venom tribe, a forest goblin, in the Drakovald Forest.

"Lord Lallen, what's your opinion?" Armand asked the young baron. At present, this winter wolf knight is under Lallen's orders.

Lallen set his sights on the fallen Duncan Castle marked with a black border on the map. To the west was the dangerous dark abyss hinterland, and to the east was the place where the dragons rested where the Red Venom tribe lived. In fact, No matter how Leron changed the marching direction, it would not change the disadvantage of being surrounded in the end. He paused for a moment, and then said: "We are at a disadvantage in numbers, but because of this, we must take advantage of the gap between the beasts and the forest goblins. Conflict, take the opportunity to win.”

Everyone nodded.

"I have a plan." Lallen said softly, "A very bold plan that requires your cooperation to implement."

"噔~噔~dong~~"

Outside the town, an army of 1,200 people is rapidly gathering, a blue and white ocean.

Hundreds of halberd infantry have changed into brand-new Khmer uniforms and cuirass, iron helmets, crossbowmen are ready to go, the conscripted Liberty Militia are gearing up, bright armor, flags raised, Draco Baron Our soldiers are ready for war, from top to bottom, all yearning for war, for spoils, for being the next Gavin Clinton. …

At the front of the queue, Sir Gavin, personally proclaimed by the Baron, led an elite halberd company of 80 people, the "Eternal Guard". They wore black half-body plate armor made by dwarven blacksmiths and had sharp halberds in their hands. The blade reflects the cold light, and everyone's helmets have fallen. The flag-bearer in the center of the company carries the three-meter-long Imperial Iron Cross battle flag on his shoulder. their morale.

More than 50 eternal knights will also go out with the army. They are riding on sturdy imperial war horses, wearing black rune plate armor, and more than 50 black cloaks swaying in the wind. The shield of the coat of arms of the Eternal Knights, the sword hanging from the waist, the lance in the hand, each of the eternal knights dropped the kite helmet, showing the most high-spirited and enthusiastic scene, which won the attention of everyone present.

Ser Hector, with the kite helmet under his side, rode before the Eternal Knight, waiting in silence.

On the other side, Middenheim supported the army. No matter the military appearance or the momentum, it was far behind the baronial army, and it seemed extremely ordinary.

The army sent by the Elector to support is not without elites, the Swordsmen of the Sword of Uric, the Wolf of Midden's Halberds, the Knights of the White Wolf, and the provincial infantry regiment of more than 700 people, most of whom participated in the battle, at least A veteran of a Beastman war.

Although their armament is not comparable to that of the Draco Baron, their fighting spirit is not weaker than that of Laylen's army.

Soon, a Pegasus that fell from the sky over the town, Nicas Francis appeared, he was wearing a polished Seiko Mithril Plate Armor, with a rune sword hanging from his waist, several knights accompanied him, Francis With a serious face: "Are you all here?"

"Most of them have already arrived, except for the dwarves and wood elves, who will arrive soon." Hector served in the army one rank lower than Francis, and when Lyron was not in the baronies, Hector was also assisted by Hector. Nikas-Francis defends against threats outside the Barony.

"Boom boom boom—"

The roar of the engine sounded from the sky above the town, and the dwarf gyrocopter appeared above the army.

Hector pointed in the direction the gyrocopter was flying in, "The dwarves are here."

"Urik is on top, what is that?!"

"A flying iron box?"

The soldiers of Middenheim had never seen a dwarf gyrocopter before, and they all looked up, their eyes very curious, and even the white wolf knights couldn't help but look at it.

At the end of the road, another army of the baronies followed.

The armor of this group of dwarf warriors is mostly old and broken. The one-handed battle axe and shield are both simple and ancient, and their beards are covered with a layer of chain armor, but this group of dwarves exudes a strong fighting spirit and excitement. , headed by Hani-Dorati, the patriarch of the Son of Guna clan, wearing a heavy iron helmet with two large horns on his head, holding a two-handed balance hammer as high as him, and reciting the ancient battle cry before the expedition.

"Karaka! Kazuka! Ha!~~"

"Aha! Come on, come on, I swear to Grimnir's axe, the dwarves must be the strongest and the best!" Hani-Dorati led more than fifty dwarves, raised his head and shouted, The dwarven clan settled in the dwarven community with the permission of Raelen, and out of a natural sense of responsibility and debt repayment, almost all the dwarves of the Sons of Gnar and the Stonehelm clan were dispatched. …

The dwarf warriors were carrying two black objects behind their backs. Francis knew that those were the explosive detonators produced by the baronial workshop. They were filled with exquisite black powder and a lot of iron beads. When they came into contact with the enemy, they were thrown at close range. , The power is surprisingly strong, Nikas-Francis once saw an experiment with his own eyes, and four green-skinned orcs were blown to pieces on the spot.

"Lord Francis, look there, the Wood Elves are here too." Gavin Clinton, who led the Baron's Infantry Regiment, looked north and said to Francis, "Those pointed ears are really punctual!"

"Yeah, they've been in the forest for too long, so it's in line with their habits." Francis showed a mocking look on his face.

The wood elf's deliberately late arrival made everyone unhappy.

About 80 woodland guards and more than 40 eternal guards appeared under the leadership of the wood elves woodland lord Olasif Piazza. Even in the cold late autumn, the wood elves still wore thin clothes and exposed them. The arms are bare and the legs are covered, with a layer of scales or armor on the outside, and a dark green cloak. It is worth mentioning that the swords of the woodland guards and the spears and shields of the eternal guards are all made by the dwarf rune blacksmith Lan. Made by Gurney, as well as the finely crafted scales on their bodies, the only thing that belonged to the wood elves was the elf longbow they carried on their backs.

The woodland lord riding a stag appeared at the end of everyone's sight, unhurriedly.

Francis and Hector stood where they were and looked at each other.

The hovering dwarf gyrocopter also caught the wood elves' attention.

Olasif led his forest army to approach. The finely crafted scales on his body showed light green spots, and his arms were covered with elf war marks. The woodland lord found the figure of dwarves in the human army, so he rode a male dwarf. The deer came to Francis and said in a relatively fluent human language: "Your Excellency, you didn't say beforehand that the dwarves would also be involved."

"We didn't say beforehand that the dwarves would not be involved. Your Excellency Wood Elf, hurry up and assemble the team, we'll wait for you!" Francis said with a frown, then turned his horse's head and left.

"." Olasif frowned, the arrogance in his heart rose briefly and then fell.

Woodland elder DakhdHerlock told him before he left that he must obey Laren's orders. He is very important to Lauren Loren Forest, so try to make friends with him and take this opportunity to win over relations.

Olasif didn't dare to disobey the words of the ancient treant elder, so he could only snort coldly and do as Francis said.

"Look! It's pointy ears!"

"Can their fragile bodies hold two axes?!"

"Okay! Clansmen, we are going to fight with pointed ears! I promise that my hammer will not hit the ridiculous head of pointed ears!" Hani-Dorati, the patriarch of the Sons of Gana clan, carried the hammer on his shoulder, He patted his stomach and laughed at the wood elves passing by him.

"Hahaha~~ When we throw detonators, they better know to hide!" The dwarf warriors laughed loudly: "Pointy ears are stupid!"

"Yes, pointy ears are really bad!"

The loud voices of the dwarves attracted the attention of the human soldiers. They enjoyed the feeling that they were being watched, and their voices became louder and louder, making fun of the wood elves.

The woodland lord Olasif, who can understand the dwarven language, rode a stag, raised his chin and passed in front of the dwarf, pretending to be ignorant, and the rangers behind him did not say a word.

The average age of the remaining wood elves was between 200 and 260 years old. They were still very young, their service time was short, and they seldom had contact with dwarves, although they could not understand what the dwarfs were saying. , but the elves instinctively knew that it was definitely not a good word. Many elves did not endure the humiliation and glared at the dwarves. This move made the bearded people laugh.

"Are all these pointy ears deaf? We talked for a long time, and we didn't let a single fart!" The dwarf patriarch said to his clansmen, and he also hoped that pointy ears would scold him, and it would be better to fight again. One, but these ideas were all in vain, and Hani-Dorati was inexplicably frustrated.

Several carriages loaded with mortars, cannons and **** chain shock cannons arrived in front of the queue one after another, and the gunners covered the cannons with gun coats to prevent bad weather or accidents along the way.

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