Chateau Marcy, this place is located on the eastern border of the Côte d'Or province and adjacent to the Lucesien province. It is located in the foothills, connecting the north and south of the Côte d'Or, overlooking the entire central plain of the Côte d'Or.
Silk, spices, gold, jewelry and other valuable goods arriving in Lombardy by sea from various countries around the world were transferred to Chateau de Sap via the northern Provence trade route and then entered the southern border of the Côte d'Or. They were then transported to the Saône province through the western trade route that ran through the Côte d'Or province from south to north, and then were trafficked west to the Kingdom of France or east to the palace of Besançon for the luxury enjoyment of the noble lords in those prosperous places.
In this sense, although Fort Marsi is located at the foot of the mountain, it has become the only castle on the north-south trade route in the Côte d'Or province due to its heavy military guarding all year round.
As the choke point of important trade routes in the western part of the country, which is covered with gold and silver, goods traveling from north to south are gathered here and circulated to various places, so Fort Marsi can be regarded as a prosperous place (of course it cannot be compared with large plain cities like Codor). The city was originally filled with shops, taverns, and hotels where merchants and hawkers traveling from north to south could stop and rest. Of course, Moulin Rouges for the entertainment of lonely men could also be found everywhere.
Even the main road in the city is paved with huge smooth stones, which shows Marci's wealth.
But now, looking at it, Fort Marsi is already in ruins, and only a few remote corners have survived the war...
The roofs of the houses near the edge of the city wall had long been smashed by the boulders flying during the siege, and the beams and wooden boards supporting the roofs were scattered on the ground and broken. The crenellations of the South Gate and North Gate walls that were stormed by the Wells Legion also collapsed in several places. The soldiers of the Wells Legion were working hard to make repairs before the enemy troops in Cordor attacked the city.
Looking up from the tallest south city wall, half of the houses and the granary at the northeast corner of Marsiburg have long been charred black, with wisps of black smoke still rising in some places, and bursts of pungent smell still lingering in the air...
And all this was given by the baron who was the leader of the army and was beaten to death by his sword. At the last moment when Fort Marsi broke into the city, he ordered the soldiers who had been arranged throughout the city to burn all the granary baggage and wooden houses that had been sprinkled with kerosene. What was left to the Wells Army were only dilapidated buildings and only enough food and grass to last less than three months.
There are also patrol soldiers everywhere. On the one hand, they have to search for the Kodor enemy soldiers hiding in civilian houses, and on the other hand, they have to maintain the order of Marsi Fort. After all, Marsi Fort has just been captured. Not only do they have to restrain the legionnaires from disturbing the people and wantonly robbing residents of their property, but they also want to establish their authority in front of the residents of Marsi Fort and make them give up unnecessary resistance.
Those surviving residents of Fort Marsi poked their dirty heads out of the broken windows of their homes and looked around, eager to know if this damn war was over and whether the soldiers with bloody eyes would still kill people.
But there is a kind of people who are never afraid of war. It seems that there is always something shiny in their eyes that is worth cherishing more than life.
胆大的小商贩早在威尔斯军团攻破刚刚马尔西堡之久就开始沿街叫卖。 They have long been accustomed to war and have no worries about their personal safety. After all, where there are soldiers, there is money to be made...
In a row of shops on the main road from the south gate to the north gate in the city of Marsiburg, a tavern sign that was originally located directly above the gate is now sandwiched between two large stones and stands at the entrance of the tavern on the left side of the road, which can be seen by passers-by at a glance.
"Ouch, some knights, please come in, please come in."
A fat woman who looked like a shopkeeper's wife saw three soldiers wearing half chainmail, cowhide boots, short swords at their waists, and half helmets walking towards the tavern from the south of the road. She trotted towards a few people and extended her hand to wave them in.
"You three adults, please sit inside," the fat woman said, pulling out the bench next to the table and inviting a few people to sit down. Very polite attitude.
"First bring a barrel of beer, and then some stew. Hurry, we are starving to death." A soldier who had just sat down ordered impatiently.
"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, adults. They'll be here soon. They'll be here soon." After saying this, the fat woman walked towards the curtain behind the counter.
These three guys are actually just light-armored infantrymen of the Welsh Legion, but their armor is sophisticated enough, so this is not the first time they have heard others call them "Lord Knights", and they don't bother to correct them in front of these untouchables.
After the Wells Army captured Fort Marsy, the commanding camp ordered the soldiers to clear out the remaining enemies and immediately began to rest and recuperate. The soldiers and officers who had made outstanding achievements also received the first combat military reward. At this time, the Chinese army gave the troops without combat preparation tasks a day of rest. The troops who had been fighting hard for many days had to relax and prepare for the next few fierce battles.
These soldiers fought bravely when attacking the south gate, each killing one enemy soldier. Therefore, after completing the combat mission, they each received a reward of 150 Fenni.
In recent days, due to marching and fighting, I have been eating hard bread every day, and I have to drink a few sips of water to swallow it. Now that they had finally captured Fort Marsi and received a reward, they of course couldn't wait to find a surviving tavern in the city to have a refreshing meal.
“Come on, brothers, let’s have a drink! It’s not easy to survive. Cheers to victory and to the dead brothers!” As soon as the beer was served, a burly soldier couldn’t wait to invite the other two to drink.
"My lords, the stew you requested is here." After the three of them had drank several glasses of low-quality beer, the fat woman in the tavern brought up horse meat stewed with mixed fruits (apples, plums) in a wooden barrel. These guys who hadn't touched meat for a long time reached out and scooped the stew out of the bucket into the wooden plate in front of them, and started eating, enjoying the long-lost beer and meat dinner, enjoying the comfortable time after surviving the catastrophe...
On the top of the south wall of Fort Marci, flag captain Rigg was taking his two confidants, squadron leader Hans and squad leader Berry. The three of them were inspecting the soldiers to repair the gaps and holes created by the boulders under the orders of the Chinese army command camp.
In the assault on the west city, Hans and Bury fought bravely and performed well. During the battle, Berry even covered his bleeding arm and chased a fleeing Kodor soldier, slashing and killing him until the Kodor soldier knelt down and begged for mercy. However, this prisoner-turned-prisoner did not have the consciousness to disarm and kill, so he raised his hand after catching up and ended the Kodor soldier's life.
As the flag captain of Hans and Bury, Rigg kept these in mind. When Odo ordered the captains of each banner to lead his men to inspect and repair the damaged city wall, the first thing Rigg thought of was these two guys. Firstly, he could contact them to build a relationship, and secondly, he could summarize his combat experience. The most important thing is that Rigg has become accustomed to having these two reliable guys at his side.
"Berry, how's your hand?" Rigg asked Barry who was following behind him.
"Sir Rigg, I'm fine, it's just a skin injury. Just wrap it with linen cloth and it will be fine. You see, the blood is gone." Bury looked at the shoulder wrapped in linen cloth and said nonchalantly. For Bury, who was a butcher and was a prisoner, this was not a wound at all.
"You two performed very well in the West City raid. I have reported your achievements to the command camp separately." Rigg held his sword in his right hand and walked step by step towards the sentry tower.
"Really, sir?" Berry was so excited that he hurried forward.
Hans was also smiling.
"Then can we be promoted?" Burry caught up and asked.
Hans, who was walking aside, saw this and quickly pulled Bury's sleeve, causing Bury to yell.
"What's wrong?" Rigg turned around and glanced at the small movements of the two people behind him. I saw Berry covering his painful arm with his left hand.
"It's okay, it's okay, sir, we are just having fun." Hans replied quickly.
Rigg was also a bandit, and he knew clearly what he thought about the two guys in front of him. He raised his hand and took the high-quality wine from his waist and handed it to Bury, saying, "Drink some wine, it will relieve the pain." Burry took the wine bag and drank it in big gulps, causing the two Reghans to laugh.
"I know what you are thinking, but you also know that the Welsh Army has strict requirements for the selection of officers. None of the current officers have outstanding military exploits. All the elites of the Welsh Army are sent out this time. If you want to directly become real officers, I am afraid that your current military exploits are not enough."
"However," Rigg continued, "you have gained this military honor, and you will have to perform many extraordinary feats in the following battles. After you return to the valley, I will recommend you to go to the officer academy and stay for a while. It will not be a problem to be promoted to the rank of squadron leader or above."
The two looked at each other. Hans looked expectant, but Berry's eyes were as big as bells.
"Berry, you are chasing that Kodor soldier so desperately, isn't it just to kill a few more enemy soldiers so that you can be promoted to a higher rank in the future." Rigg patted Berry on the shoulder.
Bury scratched his head and laughed, "Of course, those above the standard captain can become trainee knights, and they are the real knight masters! But do they have to go to the officer academy?"
"Flag captains and above must be from the officer academy, and at least they must pass the literacy test. This is a rule set by the Lord himself."
Bury's eyebrows were knitted together, "Then~~forget it~I'd better exchange military merit for a reward. There are spikes on the wooden benches at the officer academy. As soon as I sit on it, I feel itching~"
「哈哈哈……」
「哈哈哈……」
瑞格和汉斯听罢伯里的话，仰头大笑不止。
"Okay, let's go to the north city wall to have a look."
The setting sun is setting, and the Simalsi Fort is shrouded in gold at this moment. Three shadows on the top of the south city wall slowly walked along the wall stacks towards the north gate...