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Chapter 209 Siege of the Bastion
On the battlefield, the distance between the enemy and the enemy is a very important existence. Countless generals look at the distance between the enemy and the enemy to formulate tactics.

For the army of the Danma Kingdom, the bastion in the east of Hanma City happened to be in a position where they choked on their own throats.

There are many kinds of magic crystal cannons. Generally speaking, they all launch extremely destructive magic to hundreds of meters away, but this kind of magic attack will dissipate with the increase of distance and flight time, so the range is limited.

The magic crystal cannons on Hanma City have a maximum range of 700 meters and an effective range of about 600 meters.

If the Danma army wants to attack the city wall, it needs to install its own magic crystal cannon at a position of 800 meters, and then enter its effective range under the cover of the mage group, which is also about 600 meters away.

And this bastion is about 500 meters away from the city wall. If there is a giant trebuchet or bed crossbow inside, condescending can cause damage to the magic crystal cannon.

After the threat of the magic crystal cannon was gone, the infantry lined up 500 meters away from the city wall, and the bastion happened to be stuck in this position again.

"There are quite a lot of people."

"Cleaning the battlefield is difficult."

The Grand Duke of Mainz and the Grand Duke of Byrne observed the enemy's position through high-powered binoculars. This kind of binoculars on a tripod is enough to see the enemy's equipment in the distance.

"There are so many pagan mercenaries!" The Grand Duke of Mainz was very indignant. "We should call Frederick and ask the angel to go over and give them a slap in the face!"

Grand Duke Byrne looked at the warriors wearing horned helmets and said, "Don't bother him, I'm worried that he can deal with so many enemies."

"You two adults don't have to worry." Bruce said from the side, "The master we have here also has it, no problem."

"Wow! How did those bears turn into people?"

The Grand Duke of Mainz frowned and said: "It's the 'oak priest' of the Church of Nature in the north. After turning into a bear, he has a strong melee combat ability, and he can also turn into a running wolf."

"It is said that those with strong abilities can turn into birds and fly in the air, but their status is very high, and they will not come to be mercenaries."

Then Gerhard said worriedly: "The enemy actually brought 30 magic crystal cannons. This is the biggest threat to us. Do you want to organize a night attack to destroy them?"

Gerhard took his family, teachers and students away mainly because the Piast Kingdom was about to attack, and Frederick's solicitation was second.

After all, he is the headmaster himself, so he can only be the vice headmaster when he comes to Frederick's side, which makes him a bit unhappy.

So Frederick wanted him to experience the new weapons intuitively, and suggested that he go to the bastion to have a look.

Grand Duke Byrne was also a little worried. He turned to Bruce and asked, "The enemy has brought all the magic crystal cannons out of their homes this time. Can you deal with it?"

Bruce didn't answer right away, but carefully observed the enemy's magic crystal cannon.

The diameter of these large pipes ranges from 60mm to 200mm. The small ones are two or three meters long, and the large ones are seven or eight meters long. It is not easy to transport them here.

If you want to use magic crystal cannons, you have to assemble them with sufficiently large and strong cannon carriages, otherwise, you can build an earthen platform and launch them fixedly, which can only be used to attack city walls and gates.

"Master said," Bruce murmured sleepwalkingly, "The caliber is justice, and the range is truth. Justice and truth must win. If you fail, it means that the caliber is not big enough, and the range is not far enough."

"14.3, a sacred constant, as long as the attack energy is greater than 14.3 times the energy contained in the volume formed by the depth of the contact surface of the magic shield and the direction of the attack force, the defense will be invalid."

"The best way to destroy the enemy is to block the door, to march in the middle, and to fight in formation."

Grand Duke Byrne felt that it was worse, this young man seemed a bit unreliable.

Bruce began to mutter words such as wind speed and wind direction, and finally said: "The enemy's magic crystal cannons are placed 900 to 950 meters away from our artillery positions, and they can be eliminated now."

"There's no rush." ​​The Grand Duke of Mainz said, "We'll wait until they've loaded the cannon carriage before we blow it up."

Grand Duke Byrne also nodded and said, "I think it will work."

During the day, the Danma army camped and spent the day without even sending an envoy.

Perhaps they felt that the walls of this fortress were too low, so they could be easily knocked down, and there was no night raid.

In the morning of the next day, the horns outside the camp of the Danma army rang out again and again, and the banners covered the sky, and the 6 troops spread out and pressed against the bastion.

"This is a demonstration." Gerhard said in a deep voice, "They want to take us down in one fell swoop and threaten Hanma City. Maybe our heads will be stuck on spears and stand in front of the city gate."

The Grand Duke of Mainz said lightly: "I am quite satisfied with the current neck, and I don't want to change it to wood."

The Archduke Byrne joked with him: "You can ask for gold, I think they will agree."

The Grand Duke of Mainz squinted at him and said, "I'll let them replace your neck with a slime."

Gerhard saw the two of them, who didn't care about the 20 times their enemies outside, kept bickering, and looked around at the soldiers holding that strange weapon eager to try, feeling a little indescribable in his heart.

In the forefront of Danma's army were conscripted farmers carrying long planks.

All the people in the shipyard outside the city ran away, and the planks used to build the ship were carried by them and placed on the ditch.

In front of the ditch was a knee-high stack of straw. According to the spies, it was a cordon that prohibited unrelated people from crossing.

The recruited farmers didn't care about this, and they put the planks on their heads in groups of two. At this time, the only thing that could hurt them was the arrows falling from the sky.

Those who were at the front suddenly saw the straw pile explode, and then they didn't know anything.

The 10kg charge of "this side facing the enemy" exploded one after another, a bloody mist rose from the crowd, and countless people fell down like cut wheat.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, and the people behind who came back to their senses ran back crying and shouting one by one.

Not long after, a few mages from Danma's army stepped forward cautiously, staring at the shield, and smashed a bunch of fireballs, igniting the remaining pile of straw.

Bruce asked the two big guys: "Are you going to kill them?"

The Archduke of Mainz immediately said to the Archduke Byrne: "You can command today."

Commanding operations is most afraid of ordering multiple doors, so he solves this problem first.

"Don't pay attention to them now." Grand Duke Byrne nodded slightly and said, "These are just apprentices, wait for the mage group to dispatch and try to solve it once."

The peasants recruited by Danma's army were terrified by the explosion just now, even if they were beaten, they were unwilling to do it again.

"Heretics are coming!" Bruce yelled.

More than 3000 dark land mercenaries wearing horned helmets walked out of the army formation, untied the flagon from their waists and poured wine into their mouths as they walked.

Gerhard frowned and said, "The kind of wine they drink can make people excited without pain."

After he finished speaking, the mercenaries started to roar, and charged from a long distance with a buckler in one hand and an ax in the other.

They run very fast, and Frederick's hometown can easily break the Olympic record, provided that they can't help doping.

The soldier who rushed to the front was extremely tall and burly, nearly [-] meters tall, and was actually wearing a double-layer plate armor. When he ran, it felt like a mountain was moving, and every step made the ground tremble.

Then he stepped on an anti-cavalry mine, and the ground shook even more.

(End of this chapter)