………
… Brother Otto, are you a little too worried?”
With the last ray of light cast by the autumn sunset, Felix noticed a hint of uneasiness on Odo's face.
So he took a step forward and comforted Odo, "You have been with my brother-in-law for so long, and you can be said to be one of the people who understand him best. Do you think he will let that old guy, the Duke of Lombardy, take advantage of him?"
As an old subordinate of Art, Odo has experienced dozens of large and small battles with his master. Even when his own strength was outmatched by his opponent's, Art never made a blind decision and went head-to-head with his opponent without overestimating his own capabilities. Instead, he conspired and took turns to obtain the maximum results at the minimum cost. It is precisely because my masters attach great importance to the lives of their subordinates, and they will be rewarded for their merits and punished for their mistakes, which makes these guys from lower-level backgrounds grateful and feel that their personality and dignity are respected.
"Hahahaha, brother Phoenix, you are absolutely right. I don't know who is the best at attacking cities and territories in the world. But when it comes to this conspiracy, apart from our Lord Earl, I really can't think of anyone else~"
"Hahahaha..."
"Hahahaha..."
Odo and Phoenix both looked up to the sky and laughed, and the haze from a moment ago was swept away.
"Besides, we now have a big killer weapon, something that those bastards have never seen before." Felix leaned close to Odo and whispered in his ear, for fear that others would overhear. At the same time, he glanced at the enemy camp half a mile outside the city, with a sinister smile on his face.
As senior officers of the Welsh Army, Odo and Felix were naturally familiar with the great weapons of the Welsh Army. Judging from the effects of previous battles, any use of "bombs" can either break the deadlock between the two parties and turn defeat into victory, or speed up the process of the battle and end the battle as soon as possible. In the eyes of the two of them, this thing was quite easy to use. If it weren't for the high production costs and insufficient production, the war with the Lombards might have ended long ago.
The reason why Ater dared to face the Principality of Lombardy, which had the strongest military capability in the South Army, was because of the sharp weapon in his hand. It is said that a bomb can be worth a hundred thousand soldiers
Otto nodded briefly after hearing this to show his agreement. But looking at the staggered corpses under the city, I suddenly felt a lot of emotions in my heart. Although far more bodies fell under the swords of the Welsh Legionnaires than our own, forty-one of our own troops died in this battle. Among them were ten heavy armored infantrymen, twenty-three elite soldiers, and eight crossbowmen. Most of them died while resisting the Lombard mercenaries who were already standing on the stronghold.
Yesterday, Lombard mercenaries attacked the city from all sides to disrupt the deployment of the defenders of Santia City. It seems that these guys working for money are a little blind and aimless, but in fact, they have already arranged an elite mercenary team consisting of two hundred people (elite death squads, guys with strong combat power, who want money rather than their lives). Once a weak point in the defenders is discovered, this sharp knife will be used as a sharp weapon to slit the enemy's heart.
It is not surprising that the Lombard mercenaries had this realization. Although the charge was made by mercenaries, the battle plan was drawn up by the Duke of Lombardy who personally arranged for the many leading viscounts to command this foreign army. Coupled with the blessing of the mercenary leaders who were experienced in the battlefield, the ordinary army was really unable to withstand it.
Lombardy was mercantile, but also martial. The annexation of half of the Principality of Provence in just over half a year is the best proof. If it were not for the strong support of the Burgundy Kingdom, the Principality of Provence would have been included in the territory of Lombardy and would have become a thing of the past. The core force that led the Lombard soldiers to attack the city was the group of leading viscounts.
The Principality of Lombardy occupies an excellent geographical location in the southern continent, with prosperous commerce, developed trade, and smooth shipping. In addition to excellent external conditions, the Lombards themselves were also good at doing business. They occupied a favorable position in trade with other countries in Europe and accumulated a large amount of wealth. Most people think that gold coins will soften the bones of the rich, but the Lombards are an exception. Having been doing business outside for many years, the Lombards have a deep understanding that if they want to put every gold coin in their pockets alive and take it back safely, the sword in their hands must be sharper than others, and their attacks must be more ferocious than their opponents. Otherwise, they will only end up losing their personal fortune and working in vain.
It is precisely because of this awareness that a group of people who make a living by swords appeared in Lombardy - caravan guards. To some extent, this group of guards is similar to mercenaries, but not exactly the same. Although they are employed by merchants, they mainly escort goods to their destination safely. Mercenaries, on the other hand, live a life of licking blood, taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them.
What is surprising is that there are many leading viscounts in the Lombardy Principality who are highly accomplished in military affairs and have previously been engaged in careers such as caravan guarding. These people are different from hereditary nobles. They rise to the rank of nobles entirely by virtue of their military exploits. Although they are also nobles, they can only be called "nouveau riche" (such as von Bilen who was captured by Art). Obviously, such a group is different from the hereditary nobles who own many territories, but they have outstanding abilities and are either placed in remote areas to guard the borders, or they become the sword of the Duke of Lombardy to expand their territories.
It is precisely because of the existence of these people that Lombardy was able to march straight into the Principality of Provence in a short period of time and crush its opponents with an absolute advantage.
At this time, the mercenaries outside the city of Santia almost broke through the city under the guidance of this group of Lombard nobles. Every time he thought of this, Odo felt a lump in his throat. If these Lombards were allowed to break through the city defenses, the consequences would be disastrous. Maybe it’s because I’m in a high position now and have more things to consider and have greater responsibilities.
As Art's right-hand man, Odo, Angus and others are often called together by Art after each battle. They are neither discussing their merits nor giving rewards, but carefully summarizing the direct consequences of every decision they made and every order they issued in each battle. Because this is not only related to the victory or defeat of the battle, but also related to the life and death of every soldier.
Thinking of the soldiers who died in this battle, Odo's heart was filled with heartache. Although those forty-three soldiers were nothing to the more than 3,000-strong legion, they were still living lives after all.
Odo sighed longly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red...
Felix, who was standing aside, saw this and stopped talking. Just looking at the north quietly, thinking about where Lombardy will belong after tomorrow. Is it victory, or defeat, or maybe both sides suffer.
So he took a step forward and comforted Odo, "You have been with my brother-in-law for so long, and you can be said to be one of the people who understand him best. Do you think he will let that old guy, the Duke of Lombardy, take advantage of him?"
As Art's old subordinate, Odo has experienced dozens of large and small battles with his master. Even when his own strength was outmatched by his opponent's, Art never made a blind decision and went head-to-head with his opponent without overestimating his own capabilities. Instead, he conspired and took turns to obtain the maximum results at the minimum cost. It is precisely because my masters attach great importance to the lives of their subordinates, and they will be rewarded for their merits and punished for their mistakes, which makes these guys from lower-level backgrounds grateful and feel that their personality and dignity are respected.
“Hahahaha, brother Phoenix, you are absolutely right. I don’t know who is the best at attacking cities and territories in the world. But when it comes to this conspiracy, apart from our Earl, I really can’t think of anyone else~”
"Hahahaha..."
"Hahahaha..."
Odo and Fenix looked up to the sky and laughed, and the haze from a moment ago was swept away.
"Besides, we now have a big killer weapon, something that those bastards have never seen before." Felix leaned close to Odo and whispered in his ear, for fear that others would overhear. At the same time, he glanced at the enemy camp half a mile outside the city, with a sinister smile on his face.
As senior officers of the Welsh Army, Odo and Felix were naturally familiar with the great weapons of the Welsh Army. Judging from the effects of previous battles, any use of "bombs" can either break the deadlock between the two parties and turn defeat into victory, or speed up the process of the battle and end the battle as soon as possible. In the eyes of the two of them, this thing was quite easy to use. If it weren't for the high production costs and insufficient production, the war with the Lombards might have ended long ago.
The reason why Art dared to face the Lombardy Principality, which had the strongest military capability in the South Army, was because of the sharp weapon in his hand. It is said that one bomb can be worth one hundred thousand soldiers.
Otto nodded briefly to show his agreement. But looking at the staggered corpses under the city, I suddenly felt a lot of emotions in my heart. Although far more bodies fell under the swords of the Welsh Legionnaires than our own, forty-one of our own troops died in this battle. Among them were ten heavy armored infantrymen, twenty-three elite soldiers, and eight crossbowmen. Most of them died while resisting the Lombard mercenaries who were already standing on the stronghold.
Yesterday, Lombard mercenaries attacked the city from all sides to disrupt the deployment of the defenders of Santia City. It seems that these guys working for money are a little blind and aimless, but in fact, they have already arranged an elite mercenary team consisting of two hundred people (elite death squads, guys with strong combat power, who want money rather than their lives). Once a weak point in the defenders is discovered, this sharp knife will be used as a sharp weapon to slit the enemy's heart.
It is not surprising that the Lombard mercenaries had this realization. Although the charge was made by mercenaries, the battle plan was drawn up by the Duke of Lombardy who personally arranged for the many leading viscounts to command this foreign army. Coupled with the blessing of the mercenary leaders who were experienced in the battlefield, the ordinary army was really unable to withstand it.
Lombardy was mercantile, but also martial. The annexation of half of the Principality of Provence in just over half a year is the best proof. If it were not for the strong support of the Burgundy Kingdom, the Principality of Provence would have been included in the territory of Lombardy and would have become a thing of the past. The core force that led the Lombard soldiers to attack the city was the group of leading viscounts.
The Principality of Lombardy occupies an excellent geographical location in the southern continent, with prosperous commerce, developed trade, and smooth shipping. In addition to excellent external conditions, the Lombards themselves were also good at doing business. They occupied a favorable position in trade with other countries in Europe and accumulated a large amount of wealth. Most people think that gold coins will soften the bones of the rich, but the Lombards are an exception. Having been doing business outside for many years, the Lombards have a deep understanding that if they want to put every gold coin in their pockets alive and take it back safely, the sword in their hands must be sharper than others, and their attacks must be more ferocious than their opponents. Otherwise, they will only end up losing their personal fortune and working in vain.
It is precisely because of this awareness that a group of people who make a living by swords appeared in Lombardy - caravan guards. To some extent, this group of guards is similar to mercenaries, but not exactly the same. Although they are employed by merchants, they mainly escort goods to their destination safely. Mercenaries, on the other hand, live a life of licking blood, taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them.
What is surprising is that there are many leading viscounts in the Lombardy Principality who are highly accomplished in military affairs and have previously been engaged in careers such as caravan guarding. These people are different from hereditary nobles. They rise to the rank of nobles entirely by virtue of their military exploits. Although they are also nobles, they can only be called "nouveau riche" (such as von Bilen who was captured by Art). Obviously, such a group is different from the hereditary nobles who own many territories, but they have outstanding abilities and are either placed in remote areas to guard the borders, or they become the sword of the Duke of Lombardy to expand their territories.
It is precisely because of the existence of these people that Lombardy was able to march straight into the Principality of Provence in a short period of time and crush its opponents with an absolute advantage.
At this time, the mercenaries outside the city of Santia almost broke through the city under the guidance of this group of Lombard nobles. Every time he thought of this, Odo felt a lump in his throat. If these Lombards were allowed to break through the city defenses, the consequences would be disastrous. Maybe it’s because I’m in a high position now and have more things to consider and have greater responsibilities.
As Art's right-hand man, Odo, Angus and others are often called together by Art after each battle. They are neither discussing their merits nor giving rewards, but carefully summarizing the direct consequences of every decision they made and every order they issued in each battle. Because this is not only related to the victory or defeat of the battle, but also related to the life and death of every soldier.
Thinking of the soldiers who died in this battle, Odo's heart was filled with heartache. Although those forty-three soldiers were nothing to the more than 3,000-strong legion, they were still living lives after all.
Odo sighed longly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red...
Felix, who was standing aside, saw this and stopped talking. Just looking at the north quietly, thinking about where Lombardy will belong after tomorrow. Is it victory, or defeat, or maybe both sides suffer.