"How is this possible?" Major Leedfunk jumped up from his chair. What he was holding was the success report that Claude had just sent through the carrier pigeon. It said that more than 4,000 enemies had been annihilated and the invading Principality of Karnars had been defeated. The coalition forces with the territorial nobles of the Eskiline Principality only managed to escape the remnants of a few hundred people. They also captured six territorial nobles, more than 200 prisoners, and captured countless soldiers. Eight of their own soldiers were sacrificed and 19 were injured.
No matter who sees such a good news, it is impossible to believe it, especially Major Leedfunk. He knows very well that Claude only has three squadrons and three artillery groups that are not enough, and the total number of people is less than 170. Ten. Although the private soldiers of the territorial nobles are not strong in combat effectiveness, the ants can kill the elephant. A regiment and a battalion have nearly 5,000 troops. Against Claude's garrison of less than 170 people, Major Leedfunk We can only pray that Claude can hold on in Squirrel Village longer. It would be a very good result to consume the logistical supplies of the coalition of nobles from the two principalities and force them to retreat.
It had only been a few days, Major Liederfunk counted on his fingers. Less than ten days later, Claude sent a successful report saying that more than 4,000 enemies had been eliminated and more than 200 captured. This is really shocking. Unbelievable. Could it be that the territorial aristocrats of the two principalities came to attack with about 5,000 cattle and sheep? But even if there were more than 5,000 cattle and sheep, it would not be that easy to kill more than 400 people a day with Claude's manpower.
After calming down, Major Leedfunk picked up the victory document again and read it carefully. Fortunately, although pigeon communication requires that the report content must be concise and clear, Claude still briefly mentioned how he did it at the end of the letter. Luring the enemy into stationing in Squirrel Village, he purchased a large number of fire starters in Squirrel Village, and then held a barbecue party
Major Leedfunk immediately ordered the clerks and staff of the battalion, as well as the officers in charge of the military police squad, to rush to Squirrel Village with him and a squadron. Such a great victory must be confirmed and confirmed. I believe that when this battle report reaches the higher authorities, they will be surprised. Such successful battle reports will greatly enhance the morale of the frontline kings. As Claude's immediate superior, Major Liederfunk would naturally get a share of this military success.
Claude was feeling very uncomfortable now. In fact, it was not just him, but all the soldiers were the same as him. Their faces were pale. Several soldiers had vomited and were unable to walk. Markchi even swore that he would never eat barbecue again in his life. The sky above the camp and Squirrel Village was filled with a strange smell of meat, which aroused people's appetite. But for Claude and his soldiers, who knew the source of the meaty smell, they only felt sick and wanted to vomit.
No one wanted to step into Squirrel Village, which had been burned to ashes. The fire in the middle of the night last night burned so fiercely that Claude had not expected it. Especially when there happened to be a strong wind, the wind helped the fire, and the territorial nobles ordered the conscripted citizens to cut down a large number of trees to make wooden carts, and used the wooden carts to block the entrance of the village, which almost added fuel to the fire. , and also blocked the escape route of the private soldiers stationed in the village and the conscripted citizens.
No enemy would think of Claude attacking with fire, because in the eyes of the territorial nobles, this was simply impossible. The enemies guarding Squirrel Village have retreated into their camp and built the camp like a small fortress, which actually blocked their own way out.
The camp is nearly a hundred meters away from Squirrel Village, with a flat open space in the middle. If the enemy wants to burn the wooden carts, they will easily be discovered by the noble private soldiers guarding the village entrance. Even if the muskets in the hands of the noble private soldiers are old-fashioned, they are not burning fires. With sticks and random shots, enemies who come to attack you will never come back. For an enemy with insufficient garrison strength, it is impossible for them to engage in such a loss-making business.
Claude had already set up a fire strategy in Squirrel Village. He originally wanted to use it to deal with the nobles of the Eskiline Principality. Unexpectedly, the nobles from the Principality of Karnas would join forces with the nobles from the Principality of Eskilin because they were blocked at the bend of the mountain road. This forced Claude to set up defensive positions on the hillside behind Squirrel Village to reduce the enemy's strength. Because the nobles from the two principalities joined forces, and if so many troops poured into Squirrel Village, Claude could not guarantee that his tricks in the village would not be discovered.
Fortunately, the territorial nobles decided to use wooden carts as a means of attack. During those three days, they cut down trees.