“Damn, these bastards almost killed me!” Berry, who was thrown to the ground by the soldiers, shook off the dust on his body and hurriedly crawled to the ground to look at the entrance of the cave.
"Sir, are you okay?" The soldier who had just saved Bury's life asked with concern, and then moved closer.
"I'm fine! They don't have the ability to kill me!"
Spit~
Bury spat a mouthful of thick phlegm out of the cave entrance, and it happened to land on the shield of a Lombard soldier.
Swish~
Outside the fortress, the Lombard soldiers shot two more armor-piercing heavy arrows. But this time no one showed up, and the two arrows passed along the edge of the crenel above the fortress and fell into the river on the other side.
"Hey, these bastards, if you don't give them a look, they really treat us like trash~"
As soon as Burry finished speaking, a soldier was holding up a stone and was about to throw it down~
"Wait a minute!" Burry stopped the soldier, "This won't work. Smashing a stone down won't do much. Listen to me, you two archers take cover, and the rest lift up the stones and follow my orders, and smash all the guys towards the shield at the front!" Then, each of the six people picked up a stone, waiting for the order.
"Archers, prepare!"
The archers on both sides bent over and slowly stood up, observing the movements of the Lombard soldiers through the hole. When the enemy archers outside the fortress had a chance to take arrows, two light arrows flew towards them~
The Lombard soldiers subconsciously raised their shields.
"Smash it for me!"
Following Bury's order, several soldiers who raised the stones simultaneously threw the stones in their hands at the front shield of the shield formation heading towards the fortress.
Hum~dong~dong～
Humbling followed by several sounds of stones colliding with shields. The Lombard soldier behind the shield never expected that five or six rocks would fly towards him without any bias at the same time. Suddenly, the unlucky guy was pressed down by the overturned shield, vomiting blood. The arm of another Lombard soldier next to him was also violently hit by the hit shield, and he could no longer move.
Colin and Hans, who were watching the battle through the cave below the fortress, praised loudly and were very excited.
Seeing that their shield formation was broken, the Lombard soldiers hurriedly took cover, resisting the light arrows fired from above the fortress, and then dragged their injured companions who fell to the ground away from the battlefield.
"Quick, fire the arrow! Fire the arrow!" Bury stood up and gave orders one after another...
"Hey~"
Looking at the Lombard deserters who had returned in defeat, Bury was still standing on top, still unfinished. After the Lombard soldiers disappeared into the dense forest, he climbed down the ladder.
Outside the dense forest nearly a mile away from the valley entrance in the south of the valley, the Viscount of Lombardy, who was responsible for leading the army to attack the valley entrance this time, was furious in the camp. A few hunched-over Lombard soldiers held their breath while bowing their heads and being scolded. They helped their injured companions and walked out in a hurry under the gaze of many officers.
After a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the angry leader Viscount.
The leading viscount with his back to everyone is named Paul Charlemagne. He is tall, blond and blue-eyed, with prominent cheekbones and a handsome face, a typical southern European face. He was born into a hereditary noble family in Lombardy and had an extraordinary bearing. A suit of expensive Milanese plate armor, paired with a gleaming stainless steel knight's sword and finely crafted deerskin boots, showed off his heroic appearance.
This man is the nephew of the Duke of Lombardy and is highly favored. Ever since the distant nephew of the Duke of Lombardy was tortured into disgrace in the North, the Duke of Lombardy had no intention of wasting his efforts on that useless guy. Instead, he fully supported his nephew who was closer to him by blood and was good at fighting.
"Everyone," Paul turned around, the anger still vaguely visible on his face, "our mission on this trip north is to pull out this nail planted at the door of our house. Now the army has arrived near the mouth of the valley. , after the situation of the garrison there is clearly investigated, everyone here must do their best to completely annihilate those bastards in one fell swoop!" "Yes, Lord Viscount!" the officers replied in unison, with full confidence.
"You build the camp as soon as possible, and at the same time make siege equipment according to local conditions according to the situation of the sentry. Once you are ready, launch an attack immediately!"
"Yes!"
"In addition, inspections around the camp must be strengthened, and the army's food and baggage must also be heavily guarded to guard against enemy sneak attacks. Judging from the situation of the small group of troops in the past few days, their purpose is most likely our food and baggage."
Paul's analysis of the Wells Army's methods is reasonable, and he also has the wartime qualities that a high-ranking officer should have. Taking a detailed look at the wars that the Wells Legion has participated in in the past, except for the Battle of Thorne City, they used their conspiracies and tricks on those opponents in every possible way. It was precisely because they couldn't figure out Art's thoughts that those unlucky guys were defeated.
“Please rest assured, Lord Viscount, I have deployed additional manpower to ensure the safety of the food and baggage. If anything goes wrong, I am willing to accept any punishment.” The officer in charge of the food and baggage stepped forward and made a solemn promise.
"Okay! As long as our rear is protected, we won't have to worry about breaking through a small checkpoint!"
"I am willing to serve the Viscount!"
Looking at these confidants who have followed him for many years, Paul nodded with satisfaction. Of course, if you want these guys to work for you, you have to come up with something real.
Afterwards, the Lombard leader Viscount promised that as long as the valley mouth was captured, those who made great contributions would be promoted to one level (there were only one or two barons among these people, and most of them would not go to the battle personally, and those at the forefront would be the leading knights). In addition, they would also receive fiefs and a large amount of rewards.
Human nature is greedy and selfish. Once these guys who sell their lives for money smell traces of gold coins, they can even sell their souls - this is also applicable to martial Lombardy.
In this way, after the group went down, they started to build siege equipment as quickly as possible, preparing to seize the battle glory in the next battle...
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While the Lombard army was preparing to conquer the valley mouth fortress in one fell swoop, the two hundred Welsh Legion soldiers and officers stationed here were not idle.
The defense supplies (stones, kerosene, arrows, etc.) that had been prepared long ago have all been transported to the mouth of the valley with the help of the baggage team. In addition, before the arrival of the Lombard army, the weeds and shrubs on both sides of the road from the basin to the mouth of the valley had been cut down, and a simple carriage road appeared in the canyon. This provides great convenience for the garrisoned troops to transport supplies. At the same time, it also saved a lot of time for the reinforcements that were ready to go to the southern border at any time.
While the garrison at the entrance of the valley was actively fending off the enemy, At was also actively building momentum to prepare for the coming storm~
Of course, he was not worried about the entrance of the valley being captured by the Lombards. What really worries him is that after this battle, the world will know about this wild land that has been unknown for hundreds of years. At that time, it may not only be the Principality of Lombardy that is eyeing this place...