For the "good news" from the empire, the command department at the front line could not refuse. Moreover, whether it is the clergy of the church or the magician team of the magic union, they can bring good morale and uplifting spirit to the soldiers.
In particular, the appeasement of the clergy has relieved the general soldiers from the fear of becoming the enemy's food after they die in battle.
Immediately after the first batch of priests arrived, they were dispatched to the grassroots of the first line of defense. After listening to the prayers of those soldiers, the priests publicized that the imperial army was under the blessing of the gods and the evil If the enemy fights, even if he dies on the battlefield, as long as he fights bravely, his soul can return to the embrace of God after death. This statement greatly eased the panic of the soldiers.
As for the magician team... Ordinary grassroots soldiers absolutely welcome the arrival of the magicians. Everyone believes that with the joining of these superpowers, the war should become easier.
However, senior generals such as Rostock don't think so. Different from ordinary soldiers, these high-level generals welcome the joining of magicians with reservations.
These generals have all dealt with magicians before, and they know what these magicians are like! These guys are eccentric, unruly, disobedient, and they participate purely out of their own interest. If they are happy, they may work harder for you. If they are not happy, it would be good if they don't make trouble for you.
The most annoying thing is that these guys are still a privileged class. Military orders are even more unable to order and direct them. So, although they are powerful. But a force that doesn't obey orders at all, and doesn't know how to cooperate at all. How useful is it
What's more, the first batch of students of the Academy of Magic has graduated. That is the team of magicians who are truly cultivated by the empire and obediently obey the command! In contrast, the senior generals on the front line think of those militarized trained magicians. More worth looking forward to.
As for...the mobilization of the Knights Association...in the eyes of generals such as Rostock. It's a joke!
Knights Association? What can they do? A "one of the three major organizations in the former mainland" with only half breath left and half dead? ? What else is there in the Cavaliers' Guild other than a plaque left
And that calling order and employment order are nothing short of a joke!
For regular army births. It was Rostock and other generals of the Storm Legion, the most elite main battle legion in the north of the empire. They looked down on those so-called "mercenaries" from the bottom of their hearts, especially those recruited after the call of the Knights' Association, most of them were from the original smuggling mercenary group.
As for the Storm Legion, it can be said that they have dealt with these smuggling mercenary groups for a lifetime! One side is the official army guarding northern Xinjiang. On one side are armed gangs of poachers and smugglers. There have been minor frictions between the two parties over the years. There is no place for great hatred. But there are many small enemies!
but. The slander in my heart belongs to the slander, after all. The three major organizations of the empire contributed to the war, for the top of the empire. It is a good news worthy of a big book, so an order from the imperial capital was issued, asking the front line to cooperate as much as possible.
Therefore, although Rostock and others are dissatisfied. But it can only be done as follows: the clergy who can make soldiers feel at ease are welcomed the most, and they are immediately taken to the front line and sent to the grassroots of the first-line army to quickly soothe the hearts of the soldiers.
And those noble magicians also received the treatment of VIPs, but they were raised in the main village. It was very well enshrined, and the Storm Legion adhered to four words for these magicians: keep a respectful distance.
As for the mercenaries recruited by the Knights Association... Hmph, they kicked far to the vicinity of the second-line air force base in the rear. Elegantly called: the reserve team. Who said that among the three major organizations, the Knights Association has the lowest status
As the head of the Storm Legion, he had to give face to the church and the Magic Union, but he didn't have to give face to the Knights Association.
After the first battle, the 20,000 vanguard of the orc army retreated carefully for a certain distance. Then the work started.
The human army behind Kaspersky's line of defense has no intention of going out of the city to fight, and the orc army has begun to build their camp.
Large quantities of timber were brought up. Ten days later, one after another, the orc army arrived at the front line. According to the visual observation on the city wall, there is also news from the air force airship. It is now assembled about three kilometers north of the defense line. There are already more than 50,000 orc troops. These orcs also seem to have made plans for a long-term war, they cut down the forest. Under the hard work of the strong orcs, the camps were built one by one.
In just a few days, on the city wall, with a telescope, you can clearly see that the wooden wall in the distance is getting longer and longer, and simple wooden watchtowers have been erected one by one. Every day, standing on the city wall The soldiers on board could clearly hear the bustling work in the enemy's camp opposite. The sound of chant, shouting, felling, piling.
According to the observation news, the orc army of the brigade came out of the frozen forest continuously, and gathered here, like streams, and finally converged into a terrifying ocean—the sea of beasts!
Ten days later, what appeared in front of the soldiers of the Kaspersky defense line was the outline of a large camp in the north that was already quite large.
The front is a wooden wall more than two meters high, and it is also equipped with sharp wooden thorns. On the watchtower, there are orc soldiers with iron bows on their backs. The barracks were also built up one by one, densely packed... According to the observation information sent by the Air Force, the area of this barracks has been extending northward, reaching a long area of dozens of miles! It can accommodate hundreds of thousands of enemies-this is just a conservative estimate.
The orcs made various tools out of wood. Teams of carts loaded with heavy supplies were transported up from the rear. There were food, wood, and various forage plants on them... more were the corpses of various monsters. Make it into jerky!
There are also several teams of orcs who have quickly dispersed, searched all the nearby villages and towns that have been abandoned by humans within hundreds of miles, and collected all the materials that can be collected: stone. A tool, even an ear of wheat. A sack!
The orcs were in no rush to attack... which surprised the humans a bit. In their view, these monsters should be the kind of creatures with simple minds and well-developed limbs. But this revealed patience... Is it ignorance or deliberate patience
But human beings don't know it is... After a full 10,000 years of waiting, the criminals are not impatient! It can come down in ten thousand years, so what's the point of waiting a few more days
"These monsters are looking for death." In a military meeting, most human generals made such an evaluation.
Moreover, this kind of concept has occupied the mainstream, and the decisive majority of the generals think so.
"These monsters are simply insane. They actually fight a protracted war and a war of attrition with us... Don't they know the consequences of this? We have an entire empire behind us as our strategic backup. But what about them? They have less than One thousand square kilometers of land, and this is the northern border of the empire, the climate is cold, and there is no way to grow much food. Behind it is the frozen forest. Even if they can get part of the food by hunting monsters, but by hunting monsters like this, It is impossible to maintain the consumption of an army of this size! We don't know where their rear is, as if they appeared out of thin air. But the only thing that is certain is that their rear is very, very far away from here! This As a result, if they want to provide supplies to this army, the supply line will be so long that it is almost impossible to complete. If these guys really have advanced intelligence, they should attack us as soon as possible, trying to break through our defense line and run to the mainland Go inland and take supplies. Otherwise, they will be consumed here, and sooner or later they will all starve to death."
The opinion of the officer who spoke was mostly agreed, and finally people couldn't help laughing: "I bet. They won't survive this winter, they will starve to death here."
"Unless they can eat snow and northwest wind, hahahaha..."
Looking at the attitude of the generals, Rostock frowned deeply: "Everyone!"
The old general raised his voice, and everyone fell silent immediately.
"I think we can't be blindly optimistic." Rostock said slowly: "In front of us is a race that we don't know at all! We don't know much about them. But the problem is, from now on, they are intelligent. Understand Craftsmanship, know tactics... They are now confronting us here. I don't think they are stupid. It's just... I'm afraid there are other reasons, we can't take it easy. And... Duke Tulip once said to me. He suspected that these alien races , there may be some aerial races with the ability to fly."
"Duke Tulip?" The generals were silent for a while, but most of them still looked disapproving. Duke Tulip's fame is enough to shake those ignorant civilians, but to the most elite commanding generals of the empire - he is just a child who is not yet twenty years old.
"I've decided." Rostock stood up suddenly: "Twenty days! After twenty days, if they haven't launched an attack, we will attack first! We can't expect to wait until the cold winter and let the climate kill them. The fate of the empire , It should be in our own hands! Twenty days later, if these guys are still here and want to make a home here, we will drive them away with our own hands."
It has to be said that Rostock's decision was a bit hasty. However, the oldest front-line commander in the empire, there is always a faint uneasiness in his heart, as if there is always a layer of fog covering these strange enemies, making it impossible for him to see clearly.
The mercenaries who signed up from all over the mainland filled a temporary barracks 20 kilometers south of the Kaspersky line of defense.
The Knights Association offered a bounty of one gold coin for the head of a monster. Let those mercenaries who have nothing to do in business depression find a way to survive. Moreover, judging from the current news, although the reward is not high, it seems that the fighting power of those monsters is lower than that of ordinary monsters.
We can even kill monsters, so it shouldn't be difficult to kill dozens of monsters and make a fortune, right
Of course, there are also a small number of knights who sign up, the kind of warriors who still hold the belief of knights and serve the country and the people. But such people are a minority after all.
One kilometer away from this temporary barracks is the Imperial Frontline Air Force Base.
Rostock threw these conscripted mercenaries to the second-line General Andre almost like throwing garbage. This approach made Andre a little dissatisfied, but facing his former boss, he couldn't refuse.
The mercenaries from the mainland came to the temporary barracks to report that they did not need weapons and armor from the empire. As mercenaries and knights, they all had their own equipment. After arriving at the temporary barracks, they registered at the registration office After that, many people shouted anxiously: "Where are we going to kill those monsters?! Where can we find those monsters? When will we go to the battlefield?"
In less than ten days, more than 3,000 people had been filled in the temporary barracks. General Andre didn't bother to take care of these mobs, he just sent 300 soldiers to maintain order, sent a few clerks to register, organized these registered people into an infantry battalion-level organization, and left them there temporarily. up.
After a long time, the mercenaries who had been in the temporary barracks for a few days became restless. Many people started to shout and went to the registration office to inquire every day. North, trying to go north. But without exception, they were blocked by Kaspersky's imperial champions.
On this day, there was a rush of horseshoes outside the barracks.
Outside the gate of the camp, more than a dozen horses galloped towards the gate. When they came to the gate, the first knight on horseback stopped and made a difficult emergency stop. The person on the horse looked at the "hot and bustling" military camp in front of him, his two thick eyebrows were immediately knit together, and he muttered in a low voice: "Damn, this is also called a military camp? It's just a market!"
In the barracks, those mercenaries wearing various armors and holding weapons of various lengths lazily walked back and forth, some simply sat on the stones by the roadside to drink, some chatted in twos and threes, and Some people took off their shirts and wrestled on the sidelines, surrounded by a large group of people watching and applauding, and some even started betting! !
Judging from the distribution of tents in the camp, it can only be said to be a mess! There is no such neatness as the army stationed!
Although these mercenaries from all over the world have registered and received their own mercenary status, and also obtained the status in this "infantry battalion", these people will not live according to the standards of the imperial army at all. Many applicants from the same mercenary group will automatically unite together. In the entire camp, members of several well-known large mercenary groups each occupied a camp, while those warriors who came and went alone lived scattered around.
There was even a ridiculous situation, for example: Dozens of soldiers nominally belonging to a certain squad may be partly from the B mercenary regiment and some from the B mercenary regiment. in various places in the camp.
The 300 soldiers and several clerks sent by General Andre couldn't control these people at all, they could only maintain the simplest order: no fighting, no fighting with weapons, and no trouble. That's it.
Looking at the noisy and chaotic camp in front of him, the guy at the gate of the camp sighed and said, "I'm really starting to have a headache now, the boss assigned me this task, it's killing me! There's no punishment. So punishing..."
The man rolled over and dismounted.
His stout and fat body was like a big mountain. When he walked, the armor on his body collided with the scimitar hanging at his waist, making clanking sounds. Although the armor was already the largest, it was still a bit ridiculous to wear it on his fat body.
He walked to the flagpole at the gate of the camp. Then he suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, raised his hand, and swiped!
A sharp knife light slashed fiercely on the flagpole with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl! The flagpole crunched and shattered. It collapsed with a bang!
This huge movement immediately startled everyone around! Whether it is those drinking, bragging, walking, wrestling, onlookers. Everyone who gambled turned their eyes towards this place!
"**! This fat man chopped off our military flag!
I don't know who called out first. Immediately, everyone was surprised to wake up!
This is not bad! ? Although everyone is not a real soldier, at least they all know now that since they are in the army, if their military flag is cut off by someone, it would be a shame and a shame. All the mercenaries showed anger on their faces, and many of them had already shown their weapons! Among these mercenaries who have been on the run for half their lives, which one is not a ruthless character who has seen blood? Which one is the softie who is willing to suffer
These people rushed up one after another. Quite a few people have clearly looked at that fat man with malicious eyes.
"Cut off our military flag! Brothers, cut off this fat pig!!"
With a yell, everyone was about to rush forward, seeing that the fat man was about to be torn to pieces...
"Who dares!!"
The fat man suddenly raised his eyebrows, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and he let out a loud shout, as if struck by a thunderbolt!
The dozen or so cavalry behind him took a few steps forward neatly, and the horses moved so neatly, as if they were measured by a ruler! More than a dozen cavalrymen have all picked up the spears mounted on the horses. The dozen spears are usually held horizontally. Although there are not many in number, they seem to have a murderous aura. One row, facing the crowd who were about to rush up.
"Ten steps back! Otherwise, shoot and kill!"
Although there were hundreds of ferocious mercenaries in front of them, the dozen or so cavalrymen were unafraid. Riding on the horses, the arms holding the spears were as stable as a rock, and their faces were full of indifference, just cold Looking at the group of people in front of him, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt that appeared naturally!
Hmph... A bunch of rabble, but they didn't put it in the hearts of these people. They had fought against the real and most elite holy knights! This gang of mobs couldn't even see enough. Although there are many people on the other side, and there may be many people with high martial arts skills, these cavalrymen believe that as long as their ranks of a dozen or so people are not scattered, they can be defeated by a single charge!
The mercenaries were stunned. These guys who traveled all over the country were quite winking. Looking at this posture, the other party must have a lot of background! The dozen or so cavalrymen on the horse raised their spears horizontally, their movements were uniform, and their body was full of murderous aura. They were definitely the real elites who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood!
Some people in the front row began to retreat unconsciously.
At this time, the fat man who had cut the flagpole took out a military order from his pocket, opened it in his hand, and announced loudly in a thick voice: "Order of the Imperial High Command! You are serving the Empire, and your loyalty and courage are commendable!" Now all the mercenaries recruited this time will be given the designation of the independent special corps in the northern theater of the empire! The military salary is from the first-line legion! Because of the recommendation of the Duke of Tulip, he served as the seventh-level knight of the empire, the former cavalry commander of the Tulip Legion, General Longbottom, and temporarily acted as the special corps Long post!"
After reading, the fat man crumpled up the military order in his hand and stuffed it into his arms, then suddenly jumped onto a nearby stone, glared at the hundreds of mercenaries in front of him, and roared viciously: "Did you hear that?" You bastards! From now on, Lao Tzu is your leader, your team leader, and your superior! He is the head who controls your life and death!! Lao Tzu’s name is Longbottom, please remember it for me! Be careful! Remember it carefully!! Because from now on, every word I say is an order! An order that must be completed without compromise! Whoever dares to disobey will break his leg and throw him out of the barracks!"
boom!
There was an uproar below.
officer? This fat man is actually the leader of the army sent here? Some bright-eyed guys have already seen that the armor worn by Longbottom and the dozen or so cavalry behind him seems to be a bit special, and some mercenaries who have been to the northwest even recognized this armor immediately Come!
That is the unique style of the tulip family army!
Longbottom? He is Longbottom
In the province of Desa, the territory of the Northwest Tulip family. The fierce general Longbottom that everyone knows? !
Many people immediately closed their mouths, cautiously
Back off.
And there are still some people who have never been to the northwest and shouted desperately: "Officer! I don't believe in officers! Why do you control us! I only listen to the words of the head of our mercenary regiment! You are a fat man, why should I listen to you?" Your words!!"
"Why?" Longbottom showed a ferocious smile, and shouted loudly: "Listen up! Just because I kill so many people!"
"Kill! Do you think we haven't killed anyone before and seen blood?" A guy in the front row took the lead in yelling, and many people laughed along with him.
Longbottom jumped down from the stone with a jerk, and walked in front of the speaker with big strides. Without saying a word, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked that guy's lower abdomen fiercely!
The man let out a scream, and was kicked so that his body suddenly bowed like a shrimp. The super queen flew out directly! Far away, he rolled a few times on the ground, couldn't even stand up, and curled up into a ball.
Everyone could see clearly that Fatty's kick directly cracked the armor in front of the opponent!
"Bastard!" The fat man scolded coldly, "If you talk to me, you have to call me sir! You bastard with no rules."
finished. He glanced around fiercely, everyone was desperate and ruthless. But the people who came into contact with the fat man's eyes couldn't help but back away involuntarily—this fat man's eyes are so powerful! Like a beast that looks at people and devours them.
"Have you ever killed someone? Fuck you!" Longbottom spat fiercely, and then roared with his chin raised: "The barbarian cavalry of foreign races that I killed on the northwest grassland, there are eight thousand if not ten thousand! Pacify the northwest When the army rebelled, I killed three generals and six commanders with my own hands! Which one of you killed more than me. Stand up and show me!"
My day!
Ganqing is a murderer!
Everyone fell silent for a moment, and everyone who had an arrogant face just now felt that they were a little shorter.
Fatty doesn't have any reason with these people. The fat man who is born with a hob meat knows very well that when dealing with these desperate old men, they will only admire you if you are more ruthless than them!
Reasonable? Is it useful to reason with this kind of people who can't even write their own names? Use your fists first, whoever has the harder fists, whoever is the most ruthless, they will be convinced whoever is the boss!
The fat man turned around and returned to his side. As soon as he raised his hand, he immediately put down his spear after a dozen or so riders. At the same time, he took off a huge leather bag that was hanging on the horse. It looked heavy and made a rattling sound.
As more than a dozen cavalrymen opened the mouth of the skin bag at the same time, they poured it out. Immediately, the eyeballs of all the onlookers popped out!
Out of more than a dozen leather bags, all of them were gold coins!
The golden gold coins tilted out of the leather pouch, and fell to the ground with a clatter. A dozen or so big leather pouches were poured out, probably thousands of gold coins!
Although these mercenaries are all people who travel far and wide, most of the mercenaries do not live a wealthy life, and most of the profits from hunting monsters are exploited by those black-hearted businessmen. A mercenary can have more than a dozen gold coins. It is already rare!
Thousands of gold coins were poured in front of him, causing everyone to have different expressions.
Although some people looked disdainful, more people already showed some yearning or greedy expressions.
"Listen to me! I cut your flag just now! Because I was angry when I came to see you! A bunch of messy mobs! You are also worthy of entering the military camp? It's just a group of ordinary people with weapons! Don't be here Showing off your boring qualifications as mercenaries in front of me! Is hunting monsters great? That one deserves to be called a hunter! Not a soldier!! You are not worthy of having a military flag now! So I cut it off!"
Longbottom grabbed a handful of gold coins, then let go of his fingers on purpose, letting the gold coins slip, and said ruthlessly: "Listen now, on the first day of today, I won't give too many orders! Everyone, one counts as one, if you are willing If you stay here and fight hard to earn rewards, you must obey Lao Tzu's order and get a qualified soldier! I don't care what kind of mercenary group leader or what you used to be, with me, you are a soldier! Those who are willing to stay, Everyone come here to receive two gold coins first! This is the first military payment and reward I gave you! If you want to leave... "
When the fat man said this, he turned and pointed at the camp gate: "The gate is right there! Go back and forth wherever you go! Go home and be your hunter! I want soldiers, not hunters!"
After finishing speaking, Longbottom casually ordered a few people from the front row who looked at him with fearful expressions, and hooked his fingers: "You! You! And you guys come here! You guys are responsible for distributing gold coins here! One person Two! Whoever dares to take more, whoever dares to take more by force, will be chopped off by Lao Tzu! These gold coins belong to everyone, and anyone who dares to take more will steal everyone's money! You're welcome, just cut it off! Dead Man, I am in charge!"
Afterwards, Fatty led a dozen people into the camp without even looking at the pile of gold coins. The people who stood in front of him quickly separated to make way for him before he came over.
A moment later, the fat man's thick voice came from the camp. It turned out that he took people into a tent with the best terrain, dry leeward, and the largest tent.
It turned out that the big tent had already been occupied by a mercenary group with the largest number of people. After the fat man went in, he yelled and kicked them out.
"Damn it! I'm the commander or you are the commander! I'm the head of the regiment. Before I appointed you, you were a soldier! The soldiers live in the commander's tent, so let me, the regiment leader, squeeze into the small tent! What the hell! This tent is reserved for the Lord, who let you live in it!"
After a while of shouting and cursing, several members of the mercenary group ran out, and before leaving, the fat man shouted: "Take your things away! If you leave a hair behind, you will be beaten with twenty army sticks!"
Longbottom entered the tent and asked his own people to guard outside. Then he grabbed the water bag he was carrying, took a big breath of water, wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously, sighed, and muttered: "Damn, no It’s just why I didn’t follow the boss’s script last time! You actually punished me to bring such a gang of mobs... The boss is too cruel! Huh, I think that cute princess and Hussein are right! Two dogs You fall in love with a man and a woman, but I am a matchmaker, but I was driven to the north to suffer... **! If I was cruel back then, I should be the one holding the princess to be happy now."