Rock Castle, killing hell.
At the south gate of the castle, the gate caused by kerosene has turned into ashes with white smoke. Seventeen or eight Welsh Legion soldiers wearing light armor are blocking the south gate with wooden boards and stones removed from the stone house next to it, leaving only a small hole that can be bent through by one person and can be closed at any time.
Behind the doorway, more than a dozen corpses were spread across the ground. Except for the two corpses whose body parts were being sorted out and whose intestines and intestines were all over the ground, the rest were all left by the Lombard defenders.
The armed guards standing on the walls of Rock Castle have all become members of the Wells Legion. After a short period of fighting, they are not tired at all at this moment. The swords, axes and hammers in their hands have also been replaced by long-handled weapons that are more suitable for defending the city.
Within Rock Castle, three five-person patrol teams were conducting a large-scale search. Seven Lombards who had hid in cowsheds, stables, chicken nests and dog kennels had been captured. No one would let go of these guys who were afraid of fighting and escaping. After a brief interrogation to find out their identities, they would kill them with a sword, and then cut off their heads and hang them on the fort wall.
In the square two-story stone building at the core of the castle, Ron was standing in the barracks of Paul Charlemagne, the commander of the castle. He was carelessly playing with the chess piece carved from agate stone on the wooden table in the room, and pushed the horse representing the knight one step forward.
"My Lord Viscount, is this the second time you have dealt with the Welsh Army? Wasn't the defeat last time tragic enough? You dare to come here to die. Do you think that as a nobleman of the Lombardy court, it is not good for you to stay with your uncle?"
The object of Ron's ridicule was Paul Charlemagne, Viscount Paul Charlemagne, the leader of the Lombard army, who was being guarded by two soldiers.
The moment the advance company used cannon to break through the city, the Lombard nobleman who still had some pride left was completely stunned. Until now, there was still a sharp tingling in his ears, and the look of his personal assistant bleeding from all the orifices also lingered.
"Devil, witchcraft~" Paul kept saying these two words in his mouth.
It was really scary.
Ron originally wanted to interrogate the viscount to find out the enemy situation near Rock Castle, but seeing that the other person was unconscious and didn't look like he was pretending, he probably wouldn't be able to ask anything useful.
Ron waved his hand and said: "Take him down and keep him under close guard. Tell me when he wakes up."
The soldiers took the unconscious Paul down.
Ron glanced at the chessboard on the table, "Another dandy who likes to fight on the chessboard."
However, Ron swept all the thirty black and white flags into the deerskin pouch he carried with him. He planned to give this set of agate stones to Ollie, maybe she likes these smooth stones.
"Report!" Stanley's voice came from outside the door.
h "Come in."
h "Lord Ron, two sets of sentries in the north and south have been sent out, and two confidential military messages to the Lakeland have also been sent."
h "Matthew and Jack are counting the casualties and taking over the barn and arsenal, and Oliver is arranging the castle defense."
Ron nodded. Each of the advance company was a soldier who had experienced hundreds of battles. He did not need to do these post-war tasks personally.
Soldiers, carry enough weapons and supplies, and personally lead them out of Rock Castle and sneak into the mountains as Rock Castle's guerrilla support team. Your task is to interfere with the enemy's attack on Rock Castle. If you need to fight hard, I will light two smokes to warn. "
Stanley is not a conventional commander. He is more interested in this kind of task of disturbing the enemy, so he happily accepted the order.
"Sir Ron, can you equip us with a few bombs? If the battle situation is unfavorable, we can still have a killer weapon in our hands."
Ron hesitated. These items are the highest secrets of the Wells Corps and are also the last guarantee for the advance company to hold on to the Rock Castle. However, he only has five ten-pound iron bombs, ten five-pound iron bombs and less than thirty two-pound clay bombs in his hand. Each one is related to success or failure.
After weighing it, Ron picked up the quill and parchment from the wooden table, "Go to Jack with the warrant and ask him to give you two five-pound iron bombs and six two-pound clay bombs. Do not use them unless absolutely necessary."
Ron quickly wrote down the transfer order and handed it to Stanley, "Remember, leave it to the most reliable soldiers to guard it. Even if it is blown up, it must not be allowed to the enemy."
"This is a serious crime of beheading. You must not be careless." Ron repeatedly warned.
· Stanley nodded solemnly, took the order and ran towards the arsenal...
· ·............
· The sun rose from the top of the mountain, and the orange sunshine shone on the lake in southern Wales. In the sparkling light, several river boats slowly moved forward carrying food.
At the trestle of the temporary military port of the lake, Art stared at the ripples of the lake with a determined expression. His dark blue satin uniform and the stainless steel knight sword at his waist showed his identity. The two guards behind him who were all in plate armor and holding halberds were even more majestic.
The Welsh Army was ready to march south.
In the past half month, the entire province of Wales has been mobilized for war.
The cavalry company and grenadier company of the Wells Corps, as well as heavy armored infantry, crossbows and other directly-affiliated teams arrived here one after another the morning before yesterday. Three companies of the Southern Xinjiang Garrison Corps also stationed in Wellsburg yesterday evening and can go south to the lake at any time.
In addition, Balian's eight hundred elite troops have arrived at the North Pass and are speeding south to Wellsburg; Flanders's two hundred palace guards have just passed through the county town of Tyniec.
At this point, all the troops in Art's hands have been assembled. They only need an order to open the door and reveal their troops.
Hands the cross pattern on the hilt of the sword at his waist. This knight's sword has accompanied him in battles for nearly ten years. Now that he is about to take the last big step, he suddenly feels a little hesitant in his heart.
But he immediately pushed these emotions away.
I walked back and saw that the garrison camp, which was temporarily used as the command camp (organization) of the Chinese Army, was busy. Officials of the Chinese Army were shuttling between the staff department, operations department, and baggage department. Commanders of each company and directly affiliated team were also here to apply for supplies and receive military orders.
"Sir, you are back." Bob, the secretary of the Chinese Army who was sweating profusely, found Art with an urgent military report.
"Nanguan urgent report, yesterday afternoon, Nanguan was attacked by the enemy for the first time. The Lombards threw more than a hundred kerosene cans at Nanguan. The Nanguan military fort caught fire. Lord Odo ordered the defenders to withdraw from the fort. , and then fired back more than 60 fire oil cans outside the city, and the fire ignited the forest near the military fort. "
"As of late yesterday, the fire on the Nanguan City Wall was still burning, and the enemy troops had not yet entered the city."
Matt took the encrypted letter, glanced at it twice and gave it back to Bob, "Instruct Odo to withstand the offensive, attract enemy soldiers, and wait for the next order."
"Order to the baggage department to transport another hundred cans of kerosene to Nanguan, and ask Odo to throw them out for me."