Knight with Wand

"Your barking is really harsh, Lord Canis." Leon raised his head and responded loudly to the threatening words coming from more than ten meters away: "What wolf pack? I seem to see only a group of wild dogs without chains begging for food here.

Unfortunately, Longka doesn't have so many bones left for you to chew. You might as well come back to ask for them after dinner."

"You rude and rude guy with a sharp tongue, not only did you reject my rare kindness, but you also insulted the symbol of my noble surname. I hope that when your tongue is pulled out, you can still spit out vulgar words like you do now." Canis shouted back.

Leon suddenly regretted that Lohak was not around. He cursed at him from such a long distance. Although his brother was not good at talking, his loud voice was not vague when he shouted vulgar words in the market, which saved him from shouting here without a loudspeaker.

"That's wrong, Lord Canis. Farolis' courtesy is for people, not for mad dogs that invade our home for no reason."

"The Farolis family played witchcraft that blasphemed the dead, destroyed my wolf's village, and even caused the death of my family's knights. Today I led the army to fight back. You have the nerve to bite us back for no reason?" Canis shouted angrily.

"What witchcraft? Don't slander people's innocence out of thin air, just based on your unfounded accusation?"

Leon refuted calmly, and didn't really want to explain to the other party the origin of the undead. Anyway, that was not the real reason for the enemy to lead the army to attack. He then started to talk trash to the other party: ". Just based on speculation, you can start a war and invade the border. The Thorn Flower Family has ten thousand excuses and blood debts to enter your doghouse."

And listening to the knight's whispered report behind him, the army was ready, Canis sneered, and didn't really get angry.

If he was so easily angry, he would have died several times in Mamor.

The young master of the Wolf family looked at the other side of the river bank and saw that Knight Henkel had finally led his army to the other side. He turned back and looked at the leader of the Thorn Flower family with a square flag on the opposite side.

Although he was unexpectedly a guy younger than himself, this verbal confrontation showed that the other party was not a person who was easily impatient.

Moreover, he was more rude and vicious than his mouth when scolding people. He could not get the upper hand with his words, and it was difficult to anger the other party. It would be a waste of energy to continue to spit. Canis ended this temptation, which was better than nothing.

"When General Trosa conquers Mamor County and comes to arbitrate the dispute, the Gunnar family will present evidence. Now let the sword replace the mouth. The wolf's teeth and claws will make you regret insulting Gunnar."

"If you stretch out your claws, I will cut off your claws. If you open your teeth, I will break your teeth. Come on, you bastard of the Gunnar family." Leon laughed.

He didn't mind continuing to spit for a while, and it would be better to scold until the reinforcements arrived.

But seeing the other side turn their horses around, Leon knew that it was already the limit to spend such a short time.

The gate of the outer wall of the pass was closed again by the guards.

Pulling the reins, Leon followed the road between the wooden stakes of the chevaux de frise and returned to the soldiers who had already formed a battle array on the gentle slope.

The entire battle array was arranged into three rows by Brian. Although the number of people was limited, it also widened the battle line to the enemy as much as possible.

Riding past the soldiers in the front row, Leon raised the long-bladed lance in his hand.

The front end of the multi-faceted cone-shaped lance body, the steel-forged lance tip reflected a dazzling cold light in the sun.

The battle was about to start, and Leon, who had made all possible preparations, made a final encouragement and promise to his soldiers.

"Warriors of all territories! The enemy comes only for killing and plundering, we have no choice.

For the sake of our homes, wives, children, and future, we have to be here and break the backbones of these vicious dogs!

The enemy is numerous and we are few, but the enemy is a mob. Please believe in the spears and swords in your hands.

As long as you hold on until the reinforcements arrive, victory will belong to you!

And me!

Before death is imposed on me, my flag will never disappear in front of you!

Swear in the name of Leon Pendragon.

I am with you!"

Old Brian walked out of the queue, raised his sword and stepped across the army in the opposite direction of Leon, leading everyone to chant the battle cry: "Victory!"

The Pleyton Front immediately raised his spear to the commander and shouted: "Victory!"

Brian passed the center of Seval and shouted again: "Victory!"

"Victory--!!" The voices of the Selva people were extremely uniform and loud.

"Victory! For your homeland!" Brian pointed his sword at the Lonka people and pointed the direction of the enemy's attack.

Hearing the loud encouragement of the centurion in front of them, the line of Longka soldiers roared louder than the Selva people.

The dull horn sounded deafeningly in the field of Longka.

Canis's attack order was issued.

At the shouting of the sergeants of the Wolf Army, several teams of three or five ran out from the four scattered conscripts in the front row.

They raised the makeshift wooden boards and shields above their heads. Some of them did not even have such basic protection, so they ran desperately with shovels towards the spike trench that prevented the army from approaching the wooden wall.

Although the Longka defenders in the wooden wall pass were just waiting in full battle array and could not see the actions of the outside enemy.

But the archers on the high slope arrow towers on the side and rear of the army had already drawn arrows and put them on the bowstrings as in training.

There was no rush to attack. The Longka archers with excellent eyesight did not give orders to their comrades until they saw the enemy crossing the trees outside the wall that were deliberately left to mark the exact distance.

"—— Release!!"

Twenty whistling arrows flew out from the two arrow towers, accurately hitting their respective targets.

Although there were not many of them, the first round of arrows still knocked down several soldiers whose legs and feet were exposed or who had no means of defense.

Hearing the screams behind them, the desperate people pulled from the ruffians and criminals accelerated their pace fiercely, but they had no temporary companions to cooperate with, and the inconsistent pace of their steps dragged them down.

Several people fell while running, exposed outside the wooden boards and shields.

The archers on the arrow tower in the distance had no mercy. They had long been retired and became the lord's personal soldiers. Just like hunting wild animals in the forest in the past, they took turns in threes and twos, and worked together to shoot the cannon fodder who stumbled.

More than a dozen people fell in two rounds of arrow rain, some dead or injured, but the Longka archers did not waste their energy and arrows to kill those wounded who had no strength to fight anymore, and let their painful wails ring in front of the enemy.

The archer array on the left wing of the wolf leader's army naturally did not waste the opportunity.

Under the order of the knight officers, they took advantage of the gap when the Longka archers were focused on attacking the militia, followed the soldiers in front of them to raise the tower shield for cover, and began to move forward.

Trying to bring their colleagues on the distant enemy arrow tower into the range as soon as possible.

But the captain of the arrow tower, who was always ordered to pay attention to the enemy archers, immediately stopped his men from shooting freely.

"Stop shooting, gather the ranks!"

The Longka archers watched the enemy step into the range of another tree that symbolized the maximum range mark.

Soon, they formed groups of five and five, raised their bows and threw arrows, hoping to kill as many Wolf Leader archers as possible before the two armies really met.

Although the arrows were turned into volleys, they flew into the sky one after another.

Rhythmic rain of arrows fell from the sky, and the sound of terrifying ding-dong fell into the Wolf Leader's archer team.

Some arrows pierced into the tower shield in front of the enemy with a click.

Some were bounced off by the thick shield.

But there were still some unlucky people who couldn't dodge and were unfortunately hit by arrows.

The archers of the Gunnar family quickly dispersed their formations in a well-trained manner.

Most of the archers ducked and hid in the tower shields in front of them for cover, and counterattacked from both sides of the tower shields when the Longka archers shot.

But they were suppressed and not only did they not dare to aim more, but the arrows flying from low to high not only had to fight against the natural gravity, but also had to withstand the spring breeze blowing from northeast to southwest in the Longka Mountains, which caused most of the arrows to not reach the target at all.

Even if they were lucky enough to reach the arrow tower, the stray arrows had already lost their accuracy and lethality, either falling between the towers or flying aimlessly and disappearing.

Leon rode his horse and wandered under the arrow tower. He looked up, listened to the whizzing sound of the arrows breaking through the air, and caught the trajectories of the arrows flying overhead with his eyes, and his heart was at ease.

The preparations for many days were not in vain.

Compared with the old Brian and Sir Redo who had rich battlefield experience, he finally played some advantages of the systematic education in his previous life.

After detailed parabolic calculations and experiments, the arrow tower that Leon set up for the archers, plus the height of the gentle slope under his feet, not only gave his archers an advantage of being more than eight meters above the ground.

At the same time, taking advantage of the favorable wind direction at this time, after adding and subtracting, according to the test and calculation, his archers should now have an effective killing range of about thirty meters more than the enemies outside.

The enemy must slowly approach this thirty meters at the risk of danger before they can start to cause effective counter-shooting.

At the same time, if they want to counter the arrow tower, they have to constantly take risks to consume the arrows in their hands and their own energy and physical strength.

And his own archers can rest safely as long as they shrink and hide in the fortifications.

When the enemy's round of shooting stops, they can continue to attack and consume the enemy's manpower.

In terms of consumption, there are as many arrows as needed from Faroris to Longka.

It is enough for the archers to shoot until they are exhausted several times, and I am afraid that they will not be used up even after the battle.

And how many arrows did the wolf-leader archers who did not march far carry?

Marching, fighting, and shooting arrows at the same time, how long can they keep shooting in this battle?

Leon didn't know the training level of the enemy's archers, but all the preparations he made were adding weights to the balance of the struggle bit by bit at this moment, accumulating advantages for his side as much as possible in every place.

Seeing that the archers he brought with him could hardly fight back against the arrow tower in the distance, Canis didn't want to waste the precious long-range power in his hands on protecting those cannon fodder, so he ordered to the side: "Enough, let the archers withdraw and stand by."

The archers who had not advanced far heard the order from the rear, and immediately dragged several injured comrades who were shot by arrows, calmly followed the shield soldiers to cover, and slowly retreated.

Canis then looked at the right wing of the army.

From a distance, unlike the wooden wall of the trench on the north side, which was protected by Longka's arrow tower, the wooden wall on the south side had no archer defense.

The militia team responsible there had been sweating profusely and gradually filling the trench.

Soon, the conscripts carrying fuel climbed over the earth pit and began to set fire to the wooden wall.

The hot flames rose and spread rapidly.

In a blink of an eye, they engulfed the wood piles near the burning point, and the fire spread slowly.

The militia hurriedly retreated to avoid the burning fire.

This is the natural disadvantage of wooden fortifications.

Even if the surface is coated with mud and mortar, this measure can only slightly slow down the speed of burning.

Facing a prepared army, this wooden wall can only delay for a little time.

"Sir, the fire in the south has started. Should we ask the militia on the left wing to withdraw?" Knight Yom suggested.

He looked at the trench on the outer wall of Longka with a serious face. The angle there was very tricky. It was obvious that it was in line with the height of the wooden wall and formed a far oblique angle with the top of the arrow tower on the high slope in the distance.

The archers on the arrow tower could shoot without hindrance at those who accidentally exposed their bodies outside the wooden boards and shields in order to shovel and fill the trench.

People with arrows in their bodies and limbs kept falling to the ground and crying. Some of the temporary conscripts, who were already in low morale, were so scared that they shrank behind their shields and stopped filling the soil.

"These lowly people were brought here for this purpose. How long will it take to burn the southern section? Who knows when the reinforcements from the Wachterburg will arrive?"

Canis then ordered: "Let Ascofor's detachment escort the people on the left wing to speed up the efficiency. I want to see the entire wooden wall on fire within half a minute."

The order of the young master of the Wolf family was executed. A 50-man infantry detachment of Wolfenhall, relying on armor and shields, drove the unarmored militia in front of them and ran towards the nearly collapsed filling team in front.

At such a long distance, it was difficult for the Longka archers to threaten the enemies with comprehensive armor protection.

After a while, the second group of teams that rushed to the trench were forced by the Wolfenhall soldiers of the commander to continue their work.

After all, the twenty archers on the arrow tower could not stop the attack of so many enemies.

As Leon and the soldiers on the battlefield inside the wall saw that the northern section of the wooden wall was also on fire, the Longka archers no longer had targets in their sight and range, so they stopped shooting and took this precious time to rest and recover their strength.

Outside the fire wall.

The collapsed militiamen who withdrew to the front of the army were reorganized by the officers of the Wolf Family and forcibly incorporated into other intact militia squads in the front row.

But it is hard to say whether these people who fled back after hearing the screams still have the courage to fight.

Right in front of them, some of the conscripts who were not killed by arrows were still crying and crying, some limped back to the army, and some lost the ability to stand up and had to desperately drag blood marks and crawl on the mud.

Just to burn the outer wall of Longka, more than 30 conscripts were killed or injured.

The original four cannon fodder teams in front of the battle were now reorganized into three. Sergeant Ascofo brought the Wolf Fort soldiers who were originally holding the battle to fill the gap on the left wing, also to maintain the morale of the remaining militia.

Leon was silent, looking at the blazing wall of fire in the distance.

The fire burned for more than 40 minutes, and it was not extinguished until the charred wall collapsed, revealing the army of Wolf Family soldiers behind it.

The real test for Longka finally came when the first group of enemy troops crossed the remains of the wooden wall rolling in the heat wave.