It was not until midnight that I finished assembling my first trebuchet, but after that, the speed was accelerated countless times. Not only because I had a reference, but also because all the parts were almost in place, and I just had to install them. After throwing those gadgets to the craftsmen, I immediately went to prepare ammunition.
Of course, I left a large group of soldiers on the assembly site to supervise. If anyone was playing tricks or slacking off, the soldiers who had climbed down from the line of death would not be polite to them.
Next, the whole city suffered. Countless soldiers began to search house by house. All flammable materials, strong liquors, and large and small porcelain or pottery jars (the smallest could not be smaller than the size of a head, and the largest could not exceed half a meter in diameter) were looted because of my requisition.
Although there were many minor incidents in the process, including some stingy nobles and looted merchants who resisted this conscription order, I forcibly suppressed them in the name of the legion commander.
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As the night fell, 50 large catapults (their prototypes were the large siege weapons in the Age of Empires game) were erected on the city wall near the Senke Federation, along with thousands of ceramic jars that I had prepared as ammunition.
According to the plan of Carsente and I, Carsente led his 6,000 heavy cavalry and 10,000 light cavalry to start the battle formation outside the city, followed by 20,000 miscellaneous city defense troops. Looking at the city around me, there were no other troops except those soldiers who were displaying their appearances and those soldiers and craftsmen who were ready to operate the catapults. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. If we don't repel those enemy troops this time, then the city will be in danger.
When 35,000 soldiers appeared outside the city, the enemy's camp began to get busy. Their purpose was to imitate our defensive fortifications that they had learned a painful lesson from a few days ago.
"Then, then, what is that?" In front of the Senke Federation soldiers, a light blue transparent wall about 3 meters high appeared in my sight. Although I knew that this might be the masterpiece of a magician, I still couldn't help but scream.
"That's wind magic, called wind wall. Those damn barbarians don't have that many powerful magicians, so they can only use this one-sided defensive magic to protect their soldiers. Those standing behind the soldiers wearing colorful robes are mages, but this level of defense can't withstand the continuous attack of the boulders. Those damn guys, they are definitely not worthy of those sacred costumes..."
Hughes' words immediately confirmed my thoughts. Fortunately, it was a one-sided magic, otherwise my plan would have been ruined. I didn't build those 50 catapults to hurl boulders. Those cans would probably just hit the soldiers directly, and it wouldn't be fatal. . . . . .
"Get the trebuchets ready, get the first batch of projectiles ready..." At my command, the trebuchets began to desperately throw my first batch of cans towards the enemy formation.
When the cans were thrown into the Senke Federation Army camp while the soldiers of both sides were stunned, everyone was going crazy. The Kastark Army was going crazy with joy, while the Senke Federation was going crazy with anxiety.
Hegma was almost about to cry as he stared at the bottles and cans thrown into his camp. Last time, he was greedy for merit and did not make a good estimate of the enemy's defense, which led to heavy losses of his soldiers. This time, he gathered the Brown Bear Legion and the Magician Army to chase the enemy. He originally thought that camping at this absolutely safe distance was the best position, which would be the most advantageous for his rapid attack. Moreover, after building his own fortifications according to the enemy's method, and relying on the magician army, he would be in an absolutely advantageous position to attack or defend.
But what he couldn't believe was that the enemy's trebuchet could actually attack him, and attack him at a distance of 1,200 meters. This was simply unbelievable. Not to mention that according to his intelligence, the range of the trebuchet in the opposite city was only 500 meters, even the trebuchet on the entire continent could not attack at a distance of 1,000 meters. But the reality was in front of him. If he didn't retreat, he might have been in such a situation of being beaten...
But after several rounds of attacks, both sides realized that after thousands of bottles and jars were launched, not many people from the Senke Federation were killed. In fact, many people who were directly hit were only unconscious. . . . .
While the Kastark Army was cursing the useless ammunition, the Senke Federation Army was excited from their frustration because they found that those huge objects were actually countless wine jars. The rich aroma of wine and broken porcelain pieces made them all feel unbelievable.
Looking at the excited soldiers, Hegma also smiled. It was funny, absolutely funny. After several rounds of attacks, except for a few light infantry and some cavalry who were injured, there were only less than 20 people who died, and 2 of them were magicians who were trying to maintain the magic wall and escaped. Did the other side launch so much wine just for these results? Looking at the soldiers lying on the ground and scrambling to grab wine from the broken wine jars on the ground, Hegma couldn't help but feel a palpitation. Does the other side have a back-up plan? And what will it be? Thinking about the sudden change in the combat style of the Kastark Army since a few days ago, he felt like a prisoner waiting for trial, without any ability to resist. ... . . . .
"Get the catapults ready, ammunition handlers get the torches ready..." With my new round of orders, 50 large catapults were quickly loaded with ceramic jars of varying sizes and numbers. Then, the cotton cloths sealing the jars were set on fire. (Let's also learn from the firecrackers used by the Palestinian people in Jerusalem against Israeli soldiers. Although mine is a little bigger and the overdrawn distance is a little rounder, I think the effect will be a little better.)
At a command, more than a hundred flaming ceramic jars of all sizes flew towards the Senke Federation Army camp. The strong liquor was just a prelude. The time to enjoy began from now on...
No one voted, I am crying, is it really that bad? 555555