industrial lord

Chapter 214

Many people in the Piast Army had to wash pots and boil water to make breakfast again, and everyone put a lid on the pots this time.

At this time, the wind became weaker, and after a while, puffs of cooking smoke rose straight into the air.

Casimir sat in the tent, thinking quietly with a cold face.

He felt something was wrong. Duke Wesson's performance was too fragmented. It was very contradictory for the same person to hunt and kill the Giant Eagle Knight, ambush the mage group, and throw things like a child's tantrum. .

Casimir himself was kicked to death on the battlefield when he was young because of court struggles, and finally survived, and gradually became a prince with military power, so he understands that people of this age are facing completely impossible situations. What do you think when you defeat the enemy.

After thinking about it, he thinks there are only two possibilities. One is that someone behind Duke Wesson is actually manipulating everything, and the other is that this bastard is acting.

It's okay if it's the former one, there are traces of what the other party is going to do.

If it's the latter, then you need to think about it carefully, which shows what kind of conspiracy Duke Wesson is playing.

Casimir began to guess the opponent's intentions. In terms of military strength, he was overwhelming, and the opponent knew this, so he evacuated the entire territory from the beginning, just intercepting it in a small way.

From the initial ambush of the Giant Eagle Knight, the traps along the way, to the ambush of the mage group, and throwing things from the sky from time to time, these practices are more like a kind of intimidation, as if they want to let themselves retreat.

At the same time, there is another possibility, which is to put on a show, achieve some results, and finally hand over to the top.He has seen this way a lot, and many of his subordinates deal with errands like this.

Casimir judged that Duke Wesson or the people behind him knew that the strength gap between the two sides was too great to confront directly, so on the one hand, they evacuated the territory to reassure the local lords, and on the other hand, they made some sporadic resistance to communicate with the higher authorities.

The same goes for throwing things from the sky, and even the winged unicorns are dispatched, and their king can hardly blame anything.

While eating breakfast, Kasimir wondered if he should find someone to contact Duke Wesson, and send a team of Ante mercenaries with hundreds of people to give him merit, so that he would stop throwing things from the sky, at least Don't throw horse manure.

As for the previous giant eagle knights and mages, they will be gone. They are the king's subordinates, not his prince's subordinates. As long as they can plunder the west city of Hanma City, some sacrifices are acceptable.

For him, the cavalry regiment under him is his foundation. Most of these hussars come from his own territory and are completely loyal to him.

Before the breakfast was finished, there was a burst of shouting and cursing outside the tent, and it was obvious that Duke Wesson had returned.

Casimir sighed, wishing he could grow wings and fly up to beat him up.

At this time, what was placed behind Frederick was no longer stones or the like, but magical incendiary bombs.

He quickly found the place where the horses gathered from the air. The cavalry were feeding the horses. Many people raised their heads and cursed, and more people picked up their shields.

This time the air raid mainly dealt with the hussars. Last night he had not been able to find where these people lived. Now the Piast army is ready to go. Go to a grove the size of a football field.

The hussars were passed down from generation to generation. Although most of them were not small landlords, they were self-employed farmers with a lot of income. Those metal feathers engraved with different magic circles were passed down from generation to generation and accumulated continuously.

In Frederick's view, the concepts of these wings are very advanced and can be used for reference, but they will not show off like them.

Frederick flew through the air at a height of 300 meters. This height is considered safe, and the bow and arrow have lost their power.

He threw two stones first, which caused a lot of scolding, and at the same time calculated the advance amount.

Dawn made a circle in the air and officially entered the bombing route. Frederick picked up an incendiary bomb from behind, confirmed that the detonation time was set to 6 seconds, and then gently threw it down at the bombing position.

Then the second, the third... He dropped several incendiary bombs, making sure that every point was within the killing range of the two incendiary bombs.

Everyone was watching the falling thing for fear of hitting their own heads. No one would think it was a magic weapon. If it wasn't horse manure, no one would think of intercepting it.

Six seconds is enough for an incendiary bomb to fall freely from a height of 6 meters to a position about 300 meters above the ground.

So people saw several white and blue suns appearing one after another at an altitude of [-] meters.

Although these "suns" were only three or four meters in diameter, they were extremely dazzling, and many people nearby closed their eyes.

After a few breaths, the sun exploded into a rain of fire, splashing to every corner of the surrounding.

The heart-piercing neighing of nearly a thousand war horses shocked everyone. Kasimir rushed out of the tent upon hearing the sound, and immediately smelled the smell of burnt meat.

The blue-white magical flame quickly burned through the horse's skin and muscles, burning deep into it, and the horse struggled and fell down within a moment.

Some war horses in the edge area, which were only covered with a little flame, went mad in pain and ran wildly in the barracks, knocking down many people and tents.

Experienced veterans nearby immediately killed these war horses with weapons, otherwise the entire barracks would be in chaos.

The hussars were also screaming. Many of them wanted to extinguish the flames with their hands at first, but they didn't expect the flames to quickly stick to their palms, and within a short while their entire palms turned into coke.

The armor on their bodies couldn't resist the flames for a long time. The temperature of the flames was much higher than the melting point of steel. It quickly burned through the armor and ignited the inner clothes, and the whole people burned up.

Some people opened the magic circle on the metal feathers behind them, but some magic shields that defend against external attacks are several meters away from the body, and are useless against the flames on the body.

Other magic shields were attached to the armor, they bought a moment for the owner, but soon collapsed due to overload.

There are also some cavalrymen who use ice armor thinking that they can escape. As a result, the two magical elements of ice and fire exploded when they came into contact.

The fire rain also ignited the fodder piled nearby, and within a few blinks, billows of smoke shot straight into the sky.

But they made preparations last night in case of a night attack, and many people started to put out the fire.

After spinning around in the air, Frederick reached out and touched the back. There were still a few incendiary bombs, so he threw them down towards the positions of other war horses and pack horses.

He slipped away after throwing it away. The internal purchase price of a magic incendiary bomb was 500 florins, which was equivalent to the fact that the family used to not eat or drink all year round, so they couldn't just throw it randomly.

Before leaving, he vaguely heard someone shouting on the ground: "Wesson! Return my cavalry regiment!"

(End of this chapter)