Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Earl Connor's premonition soon came true. From the next day, the army of the Holy Cross Kingdom began to bleed continuously after the tentative attack.

Under the Birch Castle, piles of corpses piled up, and the people who collected the corpses every day felt sick and wanted to vomit.

Earl Connor repeatedly approached the castle and tried to lure the army inside the castle to attack, but Derek was as steady as an old dog. No matter whether he had an advantage or a disadvantage, he would stay still.

Derrick knew that he could win if he dragged it out, so why take the risk?

A good warrior has no glorious achievements.

Outsiders only see the scenery of defeating the majority with the minority, but they don't know the danger.

If you are not careful, you will fall over.

If there is a choice, Derek would rather use the majority to bully the minority.

And he is not idle.

Taking advantage of the friendly performance of the Holy Cross Kingdom, he directly used the Birch Castle as a teaching for offensive and defensive drills.

How to arrange defenses, how to inspire morale, and how to attack if you are the one to do it?

This is teaching, and also a process of self-learning.

"War is never isolated. We need to know the purpose of war.

Strategic victory always wins over tactical victory.

Look, why did Earl Connor risk reaching the front again and again?

I can guarantee that as long as we go out, even if we kill a group of officers from the Kingdom of the Holy Cross, he will be grinning from ear to ear.

Why? Tactically speaking, you may have achieved your goal of attacking the other side.

But the loss was heavy. Birch Castle changed hands, lost the territory behind it, and even the Holy Mile Province. Do you think you won or lost?"

Derrick stood in the castle tower, pointing to the earl's flag not far away to teach.

"Simon, tell me, if you were Earl Connor, would you take the risk to be a bait?"

Simon finally got a little bit of insight. He was influenced by what he saw and heard every day. When he encountered similar situations, he finally knew what to do.

So, it is difficult to be an excellent general, but it is not difficult to be a qualified general.

And in this era of comparing each other, being qualified can beat 90% of the generals.

"I know. Next time, I can be used as bait to lure the defending army."

Simon was very proud and felt that he had learned something.

But Derek turned around and kicked him in the ass.

"That guy Connor is stupid. Are you as stupid as him?

Find someone who is about the same height as you, put on your armor, and carry your flag. Isn't there any danger?"

Simon and all the officers were stunned.

There is such a thing?

"But...but this is not honorable." Simon stammered.

"Honor is more important than life. You are lying in the grave, and no one says you are honorable.

You stand in front of the other's grave, and no one says you are not honorable."

Derek's words shocked these feudal knights greatly.

It can be imagined that in the next few days, even months, or even a lifetime, some people may continue to think about this problem.

Of course, what is left to future generations may be praise or slander.

But is it important?

It doesn't matter.

Derek looked at Earl Connor in the distance and believed that he should be insulting himself now.

But can this cause any harm to me?

No, on the contrary... if Derek can get out of Birch Castle, he is willing to pay any price.

At this time, Earl Connor has indeed broken his defense.

As a big man who climbed up from the bottom of the nobility, he thought he had seen too many young people, those who became famous at a young age, or those who were proud and complacent.

But this guy called Derek was really stubborn.

No matter how he tempted, the other party was as steady as a eunuch.

He even suspected that this guy would turn a blind eye to a room full of naked beauties in front of him.

"Damn! Where did this monster come from?"

Earl Connor had given up.

There was no other way at the moment. While acting as bait himself, he tried to send someone to negotiate with Derek, but he was shot dead before he got close.

The strong attack never stopped for a day, but the defense strength in Birch Castle seemed to have increased.

"Strike hard, continue to urge the rear to send people over. There is still a month left, and the long winter is coming. After this year, the chance of retaking the Holy Mile Province will be even smaller."

In a short period of time, more than 10,000 lives have been lost under this castle. Even if there are troops to replenish, he still feels numb.

It is unimaginable how many casualties will be paid if the strong attack continues for a month.

Connor even thought about attacking in another direction, but the Count Pereira over there was also very experienced and did not give the enemy any chance.

The war is still going on, and the soil under the Birch Castle has been dyed dark.

The city walls are broken in many places, and the soldiers in the city risked blocking them.

The serfs from the Holy Cross Kingdom attacked like crazy.

The intensity of the war is increasing, and one or two thousand people have been killed every day in recent days.

Tired! Disgusted!

Derrick has been trying to control the emotions of the army, and even extinguished several riots.

In this environment, everyone's spirit is tightly broken and may break at any time.

As the cold wind gradually blew, both sides knew that the day of truce was not far away.

The good news is that the army from the Locke Kingdom began to enter the Holy Maitreya Province in small batches.

These were nobles from the central part of the kingdom, who were originally preparing to respond to the war against the barbarians.

In the end, they all changed their route and came to the Holy Maitreya Province to look for opportunities.

With the stabilization of the rear, Count Pereira was not idle either, and began to command a small army to tentatively cross the defense line of Saint Miller Province.

This did not achieve much results, but it could put strong pressure on the other side.

It was like telling the other side that my people were coming and you had no chance.

Count Connor was indifferent, and his belief was as firm as ever, which was forged with countless blood.

He even increased the intensity of the attack, not only the serfs, but also the private army of the nobles were pulled onto the battlefield.

This did bring greater casualties to Birch Castle.

But it was still a long way to make Derek surrender.

Until the winter solstice, the army of the Holy Cross Kingdom attacked like crazy for three days, leaving behind another five or six thousand bodies.

After gaining nothing, the military camp that had been here for a month and a half finally had a different movement.

"The bastards of the Holy Cross Kingdom are finally going to withdraw."

Even a warmonger like Simon felt exhausted to the heart.

The Holy Cross army, which was about to retreat, seemed very chaotic, and even had a few riots.

"After losing 20,000 or 30,000 people, there must be problems within the army, and Earl Connor may not be able to suppress it."

Derek guessed that even if he returned, the other side would be abandoned.

With such a big loss, the other side would not be able to survive without losing a layer of skin.

"Then should we take the opportunity... set off in the middle of the night and launch a surprise attack before dawn tomorrow morning, maybe we can keep all the other side." Simon suggested.

This group of knights has indeed grown a lot, and this year is enough for everyone to be reborn.