Wizard From Afar

After putting out some cruel words, he threw down the battle flag, and Eckert immediately turned and left; then rows of crossbowmen and hussars holding horn bows came out of the army formation. We, with the rain of arrows, polite and awkwardly "send" the dwarf sentries home.

Whether they go home or not, make sure to let them farewell.

On the city wall of the fort, the dwarves almost watched the envoys they sent out running away in the arrow rain, being penetrated by countless arrows, one by one fell into a pool of blood; such as The locust-like arrows covered the open space outside Fortress City like straws.

When I saw the last messenger with a mouthful of blood, and struggling to fall only half a step away from the city gate, the dwarves on the city wall were completely angry and stared at each other. Angrily beat the weapon in his hand, and stepped heavily on the city wall with iron boots.

This is no longer a declaration of war, this is just slapping them in the face!

Soon, the horns sounded one after another on the city wall and guard tower of the Silverhelm Mountain Fortress; it was not even a quarter of an hour, accompanied by the painful mechanical reel sound , The rows of ballistas and catapults issued the deepest roar.

The sound of strikes like howling wind and torrential rain, as if the entire world is collapsing, the falling earth and rocks plow the positive piece of land, splashing sand and gravel, bringing a dull loud noise, tilting and destroying The power of heaven extinguishing earth.

However, it doesn't make much sense.

Long before the dwarves strikes, the rangers and crossbowmen withdrew back into the army; and this generation of long-range, or projectile weapons, basically followed a way for most people Known as "Game Settings".

For javelins, there are about 20 to 40 steps, bows and crossbows are at 80 to 120 steps, small projectile weapons can reach 200 to 300 steps, and large similar catapults are about the same. There are four hundred to five hundred steps.

Of course, dwarves, as Forging Masters and engineering experts, can often create more powerful projection weapons, such as eight hundred paces away-but the hit rate is definitely much worse.

And Loren’s army is a thousand steps away...it’s better to aim at him than to aim directly at the moon—because both have the same hit rate.

Therefore, the dwarf’s projectile weapon strikes have more symbolic meaning than actual meaning; with the experience of the battle of Thousand Tent, coupled with the popularization of the knowledge of projectile weapons by the alchemists in the army, the soldiers are aware of the mess. The things that don’t fall on him will not cause any damage to morale at all.

So in the rumbling sound of the sky, a somewhat "weird" scene appeared; one side was burning with anger, wishing to smash the enemy into pieces and the dwarves roared on the city wall, yes In the distance, Byrne’s army formed an uninterrupted tilting attack;

On the other side, the silent Byrne army gradually gathered, and began to dig deep trenches, pile up earth fortresses, and build siege and countermeasures. Besiege the position, busy in a frenzy.

Only occasionally there will be a few Boyle Hussars standing outside the trenches, gathered in a group, drinking mare kumiss, gnawing on the dried bacon, facing the explosion and the city not far away. The dwarf pointing fingers on the wall, guess when this bunch of rectums will find that they can’t hit them at all.

But for Loren, his goal has been achieved.

Before the siege of the Supreme King, and then the siege of the army of Byrne, all the forces of the Silverhelm Mountain Fortress will have to be placed on the city defense.

According to Paulis’s description, under the Yunling Kingdom’s system, the army also shoulders the task of monitoring the nobles and civilians; Get into a state of unmanagement.

In this way, there is an opportunity to take advantage of the emptiness.

Of course, Loren was not naive enough to think that he would be able to drive straight in and take the Silver Helmet Mountain-this is the place Farnesis admired, and there is definitely an unknown danger waiting for him in front.

But that is another matter.

He didn’t expect an "inner ghost" to help him much, thank God enough to pass the first line of defense...maybe even he was just used by Farnesis to lure himself into the bait It's just a chess piece.

Although there is no evidence, it is not impossible.

The characteristic of Farnesis is that they are best at using those "believe oneself infallible" people-ambitious people who are bloated, conceited, and think that everything is in their hands.

Either use power, or simply the most direct force, to tear the other party’s swelling confidence to pieces, prostrate oneself in admiration, kneeling at his feet, driving it.

"...Probably I already know it. In short, it's just bluffing and frightening the defenders in the city. In fact, we won't attack the city at all, right?"

After a while, Sarika Jonah touched her head, and asked rhetorically while guessing.

"It should be said...before the official attack, we can take down the Silver Helmet Mountain." Loren shrugged, "But although it is a look, it must be beaten. They cannot be seen through. Now-siege, trenches, and cavalry sweeps are all indispensable. Anyway, the greater the movement, the better."

"Eckert will be in charge of the infantry, and the projected position will be given to Ain, and the cavalry will be in charge of Lan Malos. …Ms. Sarika Jonah, I give you full control, when to fight and when to talk, it’s up to you."

"Surely, you have to do a full set of plays. "The girl was nodded, but suddenly came out: "But I don't understand one thing."

"en?"Loren eyebrows raised: "I haven't said clearly where I am?"

"No, it has nothing to do with that." Sarika shook her head: "I just want to ask, why would you let Eckert say that we have a hundred thousand army?"

"You want to ask This is it?!" The black hair wizard was shocked and dumbfounded.

"Why, shouldn't you ask?" The girl's expression was more incomprehensible than him: "All the panting people up and down the barracks are added together. There are no one hundred thousand. Where did your one hundred thousand army come from? "

"No, you are misunderstood, that is just a strategy." Forbearing not to roll his eyes, Loren explained patiently: "The enemy actually doesn't know how much our troops are, so let They mistakenly think that we have enough strength to attack the city, which will help deepen their fear of us."

"Are you scaring them?" Sarika blinked.

"Uh...no, incomplete, it's more like to confuse them-when our troops are all in place, they will start to be confused and mistakenly believe that we will have reinforcements in the follow-up and interfere with their decision-making. This is also a strategy."

"Are you scaring them?" The girl refused to forgive her.

"I know what you think, yes, this may seem like an exaggeration, but it's actually not like that... You think, in order to maintain the normal supply of this 25,000-man army , The number of people operating the entire logistics supply line has long exceeded this number, which is also an affirmation of their work."

"Are you scaring them?"

"...Yes , I'm scaring them." Loren opened the mouth and said blankly.

Salika smiled triumphantly, the small dimples with freckles flushed, revealing two small tiger teeth.

Shrugging weakly, Loren who rolled the eyes let out a long sigh.

After giggling for a while, Salika patted him on the shoulder, and cocked her mouth carefreely: "Okay, don't be sullen, you're still a dignified duke!

It’s not the first time for me to do this kind of thing. I am very familiar with—how to fight and when to fight, I know better than you."

"You only need to hold on for a day or two. Eckert and Angert, and... and Ain, they will help you to do this game." Loren calmly opened the mouth and said:

"Two days, up to three days …I will let you see the result-victory, we will take the Silverhelm Mountain, complete all the achievements that Bayne and Boi have failed to complete since the millennium, and the prestige we will get will surpass Laszlo Varna. "

"If you lose...good luck, it won't be too ugly. I still have a way to end this war through diplomatic mediation." After that, Loren couldn't help saying:

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"If it's good luck..."

"That's your business. I am not interested in Silverhelm Mountain, nor am I interested in merit." Salika coldly said:

"All I want is that person, no matter what you plan to do with him, his life is mine-so you have to live and bring him back to me, just such a request."

"I promise you, don't worry." Loren solemnly nodded:

"As long as he is still in this fortress, he will not escape!"