And just 3 days later, Kant and his troops had already arrived.
Groups of desert bandits are brandishing scimitars and spears, riding vigorous desert horses, roaring across the plain, grinning grinningly, just like real bandits.
The desert bandits are light cavalry, scout cavalry, and they are unscrupulous bandits!
Especially in the area around the destination.
It's like a wild horse running wild.
Discipline fades.
Only cruelty and tyranny remain!
Because in this core area of the Dark Red Sect, near the Death Penalty Mountain, there are no innocents or good people. Everyone has been developed into fanatics and their enemies.
The seemingly ordinary villages and farms are actually empty without any human habitation.
Even supplies and stored food were transported away.
As for the wells in the village.
They all turned into a fishy deep puddle glowing with a strange red light, obviously destroyed by poisoning!
However, Kant had expected this, because in this army, each person carried enough food and water for 7 days, all of which were simple bread and bacon sausage, which could be eaten and drunk after a little roasting.
Their supplies were able to hold on to Death Hill, and make it through a hard-fought campaign.
Then defeat the opponent.
Get the supplies stored by the other party.
It doesn't matter even if the other party burns everything and burns his own supplies.
With the power of the victory just now, Kant can ask the nobles of the Eastern County to donate some supplies, and even the peasants in the villages who have not offended along the way can become his supply points.
Kant didn't offend them just wanted to make a good impression so they could reap more in the future.
For example, you can worry-free about supply issues.
Even future communication.
Slowly, infiltrate the East County Territory, and use absolute force and strict discipline to let the nobles and peasants understand from top to bottom that the new conqueror, Kant, the second son of Cameron the Lion, Be truly merciful!
But right now, Kant wants to let the group of dark red sect guys in Death Penalty Mountain know.
What is the fear from the bottom of my heart!
The desert bandits roared past.
There are 10 of them in a team, like a knife to cut through the various stations around the death penalty mountain.
Those were fanatic believers spontaneously, holding simple wooden guns, stationed in the shack as eyeliners, and cannon fodder to slightly stop Kant and the others from advancing.
But it was nothing to the desert bandits.
Just a bunch of crap.
It seems that this group of fanatical believers are yellow and thin, with only fanaticism in their eyes on their disheveled faces. Hard look.
If it is a weapon, it is considered a boast, but it is completely a tool for self-defense in the hands of wandering villagers!
Not even a tool!
Desert bandits flitted by.
The scimitar in his hand cut off the wooden poles easily, and then rode the horse over, the scimitar swung sideways, and as the sharp blade slashed across the neck, it cut off the spine instantly, and the whole head was chopped off and flew in the air.
With a blank and fanatical gaze, he finally fell heavily on the ground, rolling like a ball.
And the body without the head is also lifeless.
There were more than 30 fanatical believers in a shack, but they were easily slaughtered by desert bandits.
The fight didn't even last a few minutes.
These are bewitched.
There is no reason in the mind, only crazy believers cannot be regarded as ordinary people at all.
For the desert bandits, even if they are ordinary people, it is killing. They are horse bandits who do all kinds of evil in the Sarande desert. The villagers who travel between the two places have also intercepted and killed many, and they still have innocent people in their hands. Blood.
Gangsters are gangsters.
Even if they are incorporated by Kant and restrained by strict discipline, they still cannot avoid their brutal nature!
The huts were slaughtered everywhere, fanatical and bewitched believers were slaughtered around the death penalty mountain, and as the blood spread, the desert bandits had mercilessly cleared out a pure land without enemies for Kant.
All the shacks on the periphery of the Death Penalty Mountain were knocked down, and all the believers were killed.
Outer positions have been completely lost.
And during this time.
At the foot of the Death Penalty Mountain, a unit of pikemen trained by countless Fort Aviles has already lined up there, and there are many fanatics wearing black robes and holding shields and long swords behind them.
There were even cavalrymen in black robes waiting quietly with spears in hand.
Kant led the troops forward.
The distance between the two sides is about a kilometer.
Calm confrontation.
And those desert bandits who had scattered out had all returned, and under Bestur's arrangement, they wandered wantonly around the front, back, left, and right of the queue, as if they could transform into shock cavalry at any time.
This is the classic tactic of the Kugit Khanate.
If it weren't for these desert bandits who only had short javelins with a range of about 20 meters, the war would have already begun.
The range of cavalry archers can reach 80 meters. Although the power of galloping horses is relatively small, it is not as good as the feather arrows shot by the infantry with their whole body, but it can form a rain of arrows to cover the enemy and form harassment.
As long as there is any disturbance in the enemy's formation, the follow-up heavy cavalry can pounce on it.
Completely tear apart the enemy array!
But all this is still not possible. The desert bandits who are only equipped with short javelins are more suitable for harassing and then switching to melee combat. Using machetes and spears, they personally open a gap in a queue and rush in to hack and kill.
The desert bandits with a population of 2,000 are completely capable of attacking the enemy troops lined up at the Death Penalty Mountain in all directions.
This is the number advantage.
They are not in a hurry.
Because Kant himself was not in a hurry, he did not give an order for a general attack.
Instead, looking at the front, this army organized by the Dark Red Sect couldn't help squinting slightly, and chuckled slightly in his nose: "I really didn't expect that Viscount Gibran could gather so many troops."
"But they are vulnerable." Bestur complimented next to him.
ahead.
The dark red sect has tens of thousands of troops.
Most of them are pikemen, all wearing iron-inlaid leather armor, and a few of them also wear chain mail.
The spears in his hands were also genuine, carefully crafted by blacksmiths, with a dense chill, like a forest of spears. After all, the number of these spearmen was 5,000 just by visual inspection.
And there are about 3,000 fanatics wearing black robes and holding round shields and long swords in the rear.
If you look carefully, you can see that all the black robes are covered with chain mail.
These fanatics are the elite.
As for the nearly 1,000 archers ahead, they wore simple leather armor and held short bows. They all looked sluggish, but they didn't attract much attention. Simply put, they were just a group of hunters.
Fort Aviles is close to the Sanwaya Mountains, so the farmers there are also hunters.
But this kind of short bow can't pose much threat at all.
It is not as good as the cavalry with 1,000 men next to it.
Everyone is wearing chain mail, and the war horses are also covered with black robes, holding long spears, and the whole body is also covered by black robes, only two eyes are exposed, showing the enthusiasm for war.
All are cavalry at the level of knight squires!
(end of this chapter)