The armies of other worlds like to fight dull wars, and the contradictory lords will even agree on the time and place to fight in a playful posture. Unless there is blood feud, the winner generally does not kill the opponent, but blackmails the ransom.
After all, the management ability is limited, too much territory and population cannot be ruled at all.
Even Zhou Qingfeng's management of Coldwind City has reached its limit. A population of tens of thousands of people in the city is enough to make him big, and there are hundreds of thousands of people outside the city who are in a state of autonomy.
In this context, the generals in the North have almost never considered how to use tactics such as sneak attacks and night attacks. They can play well on the front line and they are famous.
The normal way of playing war is that the military aristocracy personally confronts each other, assisted by the attendants under their hands. Bishop can command hundreds of knights and thousands of infantrymen, and that is the talent of generals.
When he learned that Zhou Qingfeng was going to burn Bishop’s logistics, Old Bank had to remind him: “Your Excellency, the wizards under Bishop have a ring of space, and they can carry supplies with them.”
"Supply that can bring thousands of people?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically.
"That won't work. But it's okay to feed hundreds of nobles for a day or two." Old Bank replied.
More than 400 nobles eat horses and chew, and they need at least three or four tons of supplies a day. Especially horses’ appetites are'one top five'. Fighting is even more necessary to feed, otherwise you will die after two days of running.
After the expansion of Zhou Qingfeng's portable alchemy workshop, it is only four or five meters high, and the space of 150 square meters can hardly meet the long-term needs of thousands of people.
Don't mention it for others.
Dozens of Zhou Qingfeng maneuvered quickly, running more than 100 kilometers a day, which is a superb speed. Thousands of Bishop's people can only slowly move to the city of Coldwind, and it will take a week without incident.
With so many people acting collectively, drinking water can drain the village’s wells. None of them can gather to camp in one or two villages and towns, and must be scattered in at least five or six villages and towns within two to three kilometers.
Even if three or four thousand people lose one day's supply, it will cause a huge panic.
This is also the reason why the mobilization of alien wars is slow and cannot last long. On the bumpy road, the old-fashioned carriage can creak and squeeze the frame for a half ton, and it is too difficult to supply thousands of people to fight.
The aristocratic knights of Banshee Fort had already thought about it, and they started to grab the territory of Coldwind City, and all the supplies were resolved as much as possible on the spot.
As for how many villages and towns will be destroyed along the way, how many people will become refugees, and how much damage will be caused, no one cares except Zhou Qingfeng.
At present, Baron Bishop has just taken the town of Dense Fog, and his men have not dispersed yet, and the logistics still depends on the Banshee Fort.
The load capacity of the old-fashioned carriage is only one-fourth or even one-fifth of the load of the new-style carriage. In addition, the road is not good, and the vehicle cannot be fully loaded without overturning.
Things that Coldwind City can solve with thirty carriages. The Banshee Castle has two hundred carriages to supply the troops every day, not to mention the high cost of transportation, there are too many targets on the road to attack.
Using the business intelligence network already deployed by our side, Adrian's hunting team and Todd's orc guard can continuously intercept and kill enemy convoys on roads and villages.
With the help of the chief prophecy of Old Bank, the small troops can play magically.
After reading the files, Zhou Qingfeng finally figured this out. After reciting the "Sixteen-character True Art of Guerrilla Warfare" silently in his heart, he slapped himself.
"Obviously, the strength is not enough, why do you want to go head-to-head? Taking advantage of his strong mobility and a good mass base can completely kill the thousands of Bishop's people and force him to retreat.
Alas... I am guilty of left-leaning adventurism, which is too dogmatic. I am an extreme leftist, an authentic extreme leftist! How can you forget the ability to start up? "
Thinking about wasting more than 10,000 coupons in vain, Zhou Qingfeng wished to reward himself a few more times.
'Jokers' are not good at playing regular battles, and most of the hunting teams are adventurers in the past. As for Todd, the orcs have night vision capabilities and are accustomed to field combat. The logistics of arranging them to attack the enemy is definitely doing their best.
Bank Leven, an old man, always relied on arcane magic to predict and calculate for a lifetime. Unexpectedly, this time the ship capsized in the gutter and encountered Victor Hugo who was more shaded than him.
Due to the fact that the gate is standing, Old Bank cannot cast the teleportation arcane spells of the spell system.
Adrian's hunting team members are all veterans, and they won't let up if they keep a close eye on people. It was predicted that wizards were not good at fighting, so Old Bank didn't even want to run when he got on the thief ship.
Zhou Qingfeng rested for two hours in the village where he was staying, and took the most elite subordinates to leave at night, and slew to an aristocratic manor that was also outside the Banshee Fort.
Old Bank was with Adrian and others, and also set off at night to attack a small town outside the city where rations were stored. Before he went on the road, he could only sigh repeatedly, feeling for the first time that his destiny was beyond his control.
At the moment Phils Long Legs is unaware of danger. This ice-like man has been suffering recently.
Oluer’s temple in Coldwind City was destroyed, and the damage to her divine power made her extremely angry but had nowhere to vent. The irrational Frost Girl took her followers to vent her anger.
Phils' mind was blowing with howling cold wind every day and night, and the cruel Goddess of Frost was imposing punishment. Unless the culprit is executed, the punishment will not stop.
Fels was forced to be helpless. He put all the remaining power of the Long-legged family into Bishop's army, only to be able to complete his work, avenge the goddess, and restore the glory of the family.
As for Victor Hugo, will he fight back
Phils really didn't think about it. He took it for granted that his opponent should stay in the city and wait for the moment of destruction.
This is also the reason why Banshee Fort has raised thousands of infantry. The Butcher family also feels that the final battle must be a siege. It is difficult to change the mental inertia without being hit by a personal crit.
Because of Phil's desperate move, the Butcher family is fairly satisfied with him. Allow him to live in a manor outside the city.
There are more than one hundred people in the manor, but most of them are servants and slaves. Phils had already dispatched all the power at hand, and there were only a dozen family guards left beside him, and he was almost on the court.
Bishop smashed the dense fog town of the Lehman family, and the news was passed back to Banshee Fort by Kuaima that day. Phils was also quite excited when he learned of the situation.
"Victor Hugo doesn't have much strength at all. He will inevitably give up the periphery and choose to defend himself." Phils calculates every day how many troops the enemy can use to fight.
"Even if he is bold enough to go out into the field, he is definitely not Bishop's opponent."
"As long as that bastard stays on, I will be in an unbeaten position. The next step is how to deal with the request of the Butcher family." Phils is already thinking about the post-war affairs and is worried about it.
This consideration is so far away that it makes people relax their vigilance about the current situation.
Bank had been to Broken Bridge City as a special envoy for more than a week, and no news came back. Coldwind City also blocked information, and no one knew what Victor Hugo was doing.
Phils was meditating in the study, the attendant knocked on the door and came in and whispered: "Your Excellency, a spy named Powell has returned. He has brought the latest news about Coldwind City."
"Oh...?" Phils was very happy, "Let him come and see me. I want to know what Victor Hugo is doing? I hope that guy is waiting for death with anxiety!"
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