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"The Falcon Legion that shocked the continent is nothing more than that. A small test exposed their attack point."

The commander of the Nordic Fourth Army, Marquis Spitanger, looked at the square-shaped Stromonido Fortress on the hill with a contemptuous smile on his stubble-covered mouth.

Not only was he not at all disappointed about the failure just now, but he slapped his palms with his riding crop with some satisfaction, looking at the fortress opposite, his eyes were shining with cunning emotions.

Since it was a test, he was naturally prepared to sacrifice, and he had already prepared for the Falcon Army's counterattack. The Thunder God bombardment just now had been expected by the Nord commander.

Because the formation of the probing troops was relatively scattered, although it seemed that they were under fierce attack, in fact, the actual loss was only half of the squadron. Nord soldiers have always been known for their bravery. Such a small loss is just a small loss for the Fourth Army. Just scratching an itch,

On the contrary, the defense points of the fortress were exposed. Unlike the previous trial that encountered a head-on attack, the role of these light infantry sent subsequently was truly decisive.

The light infantry unit is a unit specially trained by the Nords to deal with the dense fortresses in Rendian. Most of them are composed of soldiers or prisoners who have violated military discipline.

They will be the pathfinders for the siege army, opening roads when encountering mountains and building bridges when encountering ravines. Especially for a column-based fortress like Stromonido, which is built on a mound and has a complete defense system. If there is no light infantry in the If the road is paved in front, the heavy siege equipment will be blocked by the obstacles arranged by the opponent on the outer edge of the mound. ~~

"Sir, the squadron responsible for clearing the road has passed!"

The news that came back from the front made Spitanger feel excited. The reaction of the Falcon Legion was too calm. There was no legendary fierce crossbow and arrow array, and there was no rumored elite knight who could compete with the Ruidian. The Falcon light cavalry competing against each other can be described as a tortoise to the approaching light troops. Except for a few sporadic "shooting" arrows,

There was no response on the entire city wall, not even the most basic guards running around. On the quiet city top, there were only a few soldiers poking their heads. There were only 4,000 people at most, and some soldiers were pointing down. It seems that they don't believe it at all. There are still people who dare to risk the hand that was bombarded again just now and take advantage of the intermittent gap to approach the fortress.

In fact, it was an illusion caused by Hutu Aima's lack of military strength.

The moment he saw the opponent's Hurricane Ax warrior squadron appear in the attack sequence, Hutu Emma on the city wall had already quietly ordered, in a rush of "revelation". The 84th Thors of the four Dunburgs all turned their guns to the front. As long as the Nord troops approached, they would attack them head-on. The Nord troops must be frightened first.

"33o meters, angle 17"

The rangefinder in the castle almost didn't even look at it, and directly ordered the gunners to reload, because the rocks buried in the soil on the hills below were ready-made shooting marks. They only needed to measure the distance passed by the Nord army. If you use the rock marking line, you will know how many meters the other party is.

"Send the order, the 3rd, 7th, and 12th Squadrons, join the attack sequence and cover the attack of Stret Squadron!"

Spitanger seemed to feel that the attack queue was a bit weak, and ordered the three infantry squadrons on the left side of the queue to be added, increasing the number of covering troops to 7 squadrons, 9,000 Nord infantrymen with "excited" expressions, once again Holding a shield, he came up from the side leading to the castle,

This made Hutu Emma on the city wall change her face slightly. The opponent's recovery ability was quite amazing. He had just experienced a near-annihilation blow and was still able to quickly organize a counterattack. It could be seen that these Nord soldiers were all He is a true professional soldier. In the face of military orders, even when facing mountains of swords and seas of blood, he will move forward according to orders.

As long as they reach the city wall, these agile ax warriors can climb up the city wall with the climbing ropes brought by the light infantry.

He could think of the cowardly Vecians, whose faces turned pale with fear when they suddenly faced these powerful ax warriors. They must have opened their mouths wide and let out a whimpering sound. If he put his first The Fourth Army, as a soft persimmon like the Ruidian Noble Army, thought that a burst of Thunder Gods could scare off the attack. That was a big mistake.

The flaming ax of the Hurricane Warrior will let these guys from the north know what a Nord warrior is.

They will become the "meat" dregs under the giant axes of the Hurricane Ax Warriors. In front of the Nord Ax Warriors who are good at melee combat, the Vekians, who have always relied on long-range firepower to dominate, will inevitably be scattered like harvested straw, smashed, and torn apart. broken, smashed,

The bravery of the Nord warriors is beyond the imagination of these untouchables! ,

I have long heard that the Falcon Legion is composed of recruited peasant soldiers. It was only through luck and the harassment of the Dongting people that they were able to defeat the Ruidian people in the central part.

"Lord Spitanger, Lord Salton asked us to capture Stromonido as quickly as possible at all costs, but it has been an hour now and we haven't even touched the walls of the fortress. There seems to be some. .

Seemingly dissatisfied with the attack speed in front of him, a Nord general with a hesitant expression cautiously reminded the Marquis of Spitanger,

This general is the war supervisor accompanying this trip. He is a general from a local army. Because he has a good relationship with Salton, he serves as the war supervisor of the base camp during this war. Marquis Spitanger is only a little dissatisfied with him. glanced at him,

If it wasn't to express himself, he wouldn't even answer.

This was just an eye that Salton arranged beside him. Suppressing the disgust in his heart, he raised the riding crop in his hand and said calmly.

"Time is more important? Or is the life of the soldier more important? I am not Salton. I will not dye my shirt red with the blood of my subordinates, nor will I let these elite warriors of the Nord Kingdom become someone's ambition. The victim!”

Faced with the accusation from Marquis Spitanger, the Nord general looked a little ugly. He still tried his best to say, "My lord, if this attack is delayed and the situation of the battle turns unfavorable, I am afraid that the news will be sent back to the king." Your Majesty will also blame you!"

"Are you advising me?" Spitanger stared at the Nord general with a arrogant look. He was specially sent by Salton to supervise the battle, but now it is as if his status has been changed.

Spitanger's aura completely suppressed him, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence. This was all because the identities of the two sides were so different.

He is a general, and Spitanger is also a general, but he is not a traditional Nordic martial artist. Compared with the Marquis of Spitang, who comes from a traditional strong martial family, he is just an ordinary general. He has no qualifications and no I have the strength to challenge the Marquis of Spitanger,

Because behind the Marquis of Spitanger stands the hereditary military force that has been passed down since the founding of Nord. The military family is the collective name for the professional military officer system directly under the Nord royal family.

They have been hereditary for generations, have outstanding military achievements, are loyal, brave, fearless, and warlike. They are the stable cornerstone of the Nord royal family and the best soldiers in the Nord army. They are not lords, so they do not have too many concerns about who they are loyal to. There is only one, King Nord,

The Wu family who serve the royal family have always received special protection from the Nord royal family. As long as it is not a serious crime such as treason, the royal family will not go too far to hold the Wu family accountable. The worst case scenario is that they will be removed from office.

Over the past hundreds of years, the two sides have formed a community of interests. Among them, the Spitang family belongs to the four largest martial arts families in the Kyoto family. The legion they belong to is known as the King of Nord's Guards.

In addition to the Marquis of Spitanger's Fourth Army, the other three are: the Mossack family of the Second Army, the Crimson family of the Sixth Army, the Mosanli family of the Eleventh Army, and the other ten lords. The commanders of the War Legion also have more or less the shadow of the Wu family. For example, the commander of the July Crimson Legion, Fei Hongrui, is the sister of the contemporary head of the Crimson Family.

This is a powerful force that has already tightly tied its roots to this kingdom.

To shake the samurai family is tantamount to shaking the Nord kingdom. The four families in Kyoto have been the commanders of the Nord royal guards for generations. Their superior background makes them less willing to show off to ordinary generals.

In front of the powerful commander of the Spitanger Army, the Nord general who was responsible for supervising the battle could only smile bitterly. Looking at the opponent's arrogant face, he could only tell Spitrang about the strategy. Marquis Bitange: "Although this fortress holds an important position and seems to have only one road up the mountain, the foundation it was built on is a sloping mound that is not steep. This is why the Ruidian people do not value this place very much. reason,

As long as the light infantry squadron builds a rope ladder for climbing up the mountain under the mound, the fortress can climb up the city wall from the mound. Even if the fortress has complete defense, it will not be effective due to the shooting angle. In up to 2 hours, we can break through the city wall and completely occupy the fortress."

Spitanger sneered at the corner of his mouth and said nothing. He waited until the other party finished speaking, and then continued with some indifference, "Press with all your strength? That's nice to say. What does he think the fortress in front of us is? It's the smeared number on his Salton table. A strategic map of the table? Or data from various intelligences?

This is a solid fortress full of killing traps. You saw what happened just now. In just ten minutes, I lost a squadron. The Vekians with such strong attack power would look on indifferently. Are we near the hills?

Or will they be leisurely above us, watching us calmly climb to the city wall? You and I know very well that in order to facilitate climbing, all participating troops cannot wear heavy armor.

Do you want them to use thin mail armor to face the Vekians' thunder gods armed to the teeth and powerful crossbows that "shoot" through the body?

Still under the opponent's fierce attack, it became a bloody red color that penetrated into the soil of that hill, making these warriors of the kingdom a glory used by the opponent to show off!

Our Spitang family is a martial arts family with a century-old heritage. We are not Salton’s rookie who can only read a map and talk nonsense. In front of our martial arts family, there is no but, only progress! Spitanger waved his hands impatiently to interrupt the other party's persuasion, and made a gesture of decisive blow.

As a military general from a wealthy family in Kyoto, he was quite dissatisfied with these new officers who were promoted from Salton. Salton, who was very prosperous in the Nordic military circles, had always upheld the tradition. In the eyes of the Nord warrior family, he is just a favored minister who is extremely lucky.

Such people are not uncommon in Nord, where martial arts has been strong throughout the ages. They always wear various coats. Because of their outstanding performance in a war, they rise like comets and may even suppress the popularity of traditional martial arts.

Some of them are young and promising, and some are powerful, but time has proven that they are just shooting stars when the night sky turns white, and it is difficult for them to gain recognition in the upper class of Nord.

Because they are not a martial arts family, everyone knows that no matter how favored you are by the royal family, as long as you do not become a hereditary martial arts family related to the interests of the royal family, you are just a favorite.

It could happen at any time because of a mistake, a word, a war, an untimely performance,

From the high peak of power to the bottom,

They fell to pieces, or were left in infamy for thousands of years, or became the object of temporary lamentation by future generations. Among them were generals who were famous for a while, poets with great literary talent, and even a generation of capable ministers.

However, they are just toys for His Majesty the King's whim.

Only the Wu family is eternal

Regarding the persuasion of the war supervisor behind him, his arrogant eyes were like looking at an inferior family servant.

He waved his hand and said, "I am a member of the Guards directly under His Majesty Yagrolk. I am not a victim of Salton's casual use. If he has any dissatisfaction, let him go to His Majesty to argue, but before that, please remember, The commander of this battle is me, Spitanger, not Salton, who is hundreds of miles away. I don’t need to hear any more self-righteous commanding voices!”

So arrogant! "

The Nord general who was supervising the battle was shaking with anger. Although the other party was a hereditary martial artist, he was also a high-ranking noble. The other party was obviously slapping him in the face with his naked body. He shook his hand angrily and said with a Several cavalrymen behind them turned around and prepared to leave

He now somewhat understood why Salton secretly told him before leaving that the outcome of this battle was no longer certain.

If it were still the same legion that had withdrawn from Dorok, or if there was still another battle, before the reinforcements were sent to Kyoto, they would still be very confident in this battle, but after the reinforcements were sent to Kyoto, they would seem a little hesitant, and they would wake up from their dreams every time. , always feeling uneasy

At that time, I even joked with him, saying that he was scared by the Vekia Falcon, but this man, who was hailed as a disabled lion by the outside world, just smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth, neither acknowledging nor denying it.

Wu family! This class that supports the spirit of the entire Nord military is now becoming a rope that binds the hands and feet of famous generals like Salton who come from the collateral line.

Is this the tragedy of Nord or Salton? Nord has never lacked famous generals.

But just like Ruidian, the system often becomes the killer of famous generals. The Vekia Falcon can rise like a hurricane and sweep across the northwest of the continent with a fearless momentum. Perhaps it is precisely because he is a saboteur of the system. Or, otherwise, if he were still under the royal family of Wikiya, he would at best be just a little lord who was "hungry" and waiting to die.

Or, from the very beginning, Salton personally sent Spittonk, who had the highest status in this battle and was also a powerful member of the martial arts family, to dispatch the base camp so impatiently. The attack seemed important, but in fact it did not have much impact on the northward advance. The meaning of Castle Stromonido is to stay away from control in the name of effect and disaster.

God of victory, you came quietly and left quietly. The Nord general looked at the slowly advancing blue army formation under the castle of Stromonido and couldn't help but blink. Vague,

Time was passing by moment by moment, and with it was the loss of elusive fighter opportunities. Faced with his own powerlessness, he could only angrily curse in his heart: "Spittanger, you are the sinner of Nord!"

"attack!"

At 4:50 in the afternoon, the fierce fierce battle finally started under Fort Stromonido.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Dunbao in the four corners of the fortress was filled with white smoke, and the sound of cannons continued, like the bell of death, coming quickly and shockingly.

The whistling artillery shells trailed down with long tails, exploding countless sand and gravel, or landed in the square formation of the Nord army. Blood rained down, and many broken hands, feet, and broken internal organs flew in all directions with the explosion of the shells, scattered in every corner of the air. The air was filled with the strong, suffocating smell of blood.

""shooting!"

The Vecchia crossbowmen on the city wall continued to shoot at the light infantry climbing the siege ladder. Stationed on the front wall was Hutu Aima's only crossbowmen brigade. They fired at each firing port. The sound of bowstrings sounding like tearing oilcloth is endless,

Arrows flew violently, and the Nord light infantry who were climbing along the city wall fell one by one. Their bodies fell from the siege ladder, and new shield walkers would immediately take over. The wall gave Hutu Aima, who only had 4,000 defenders, a headache.

\u0026※○nbsp;The densely packed heads under the city are like rising tides of sea water, surging towards the originally low outer wall of the fortress. One wave hits and dissipates into pieces, and another bigger wave dissipates into pieces. The "wave" comes next,

The Nords' siege tactics are very simple. Due to the lack of large machinery, they often adopt a very violent but extremely effective method. First, the light infantry clears the obstacles forward, and then the regular infantry advances. When he was tired from the fierce battle, he suddenly surrendered The elite and hard-to-stop Nord hurricane ax warriors often catch the opponent off guard. The main Nord ax soldiers, holding three-meter-long heavy-duty long-arm battle axes, will also take the opportunity to rush up from the gap. , and will not stop until the last enemy standing is killed.

This tactic is very simple, but very Nordic, and fully demonstrates the Nordic people's worship of violent aesthetics and power.

The defenders' spears often just drove the light infantry climbing up the city wall down, and another group continued to surge up. The two sides fought each other, and the screams resounded through the city wall.

Blood splashed down from the ladder, staining the faces of the soldiers waiting below, and the fallen bodies were often trampled underfoot

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