Chapter 619 Hunting
"Attention, everyone! The Marquis has ordered that all the horses and spiked stakes in the camp be loaded onto the carriages, and follow the frontline troops.
Hurry, guys, get moving! Look, the opportunity has come, let those southern bastards see whether their cavalry is better, or our Burgundian infantry——"
Walker, captain of the Radiation Corps of the Guards Corps, was very excited after receiving the order. You know, on weekdays, his radiation heavy team is as unwelcome as the radiation heavy teams of other legions. Apart from doing some work of transporting grain, grass, supplies and ordnance, it is just cleaning the battlefield for the army to set up camp, and there is no special task. But this time is different. The Radiation Heavy Corps will serve as an important part of this battle, cooperating with the frontline army to encircle the Lombard Cavalry. In view of the seriousness of this matter, Flanders ordered that all the old, weak, sick and disabled members of the Radiation Heavy Corps be kicked out, leaving behind only the hard-working, bold and brave young men. Even before the army set off, they had rehearsed this matter many times, hoping that this battle would achieve the desired results.
As the captain of Radiation, Walker was very proud to receive such attention for several days. But to be proud, the task assigned by above is not light at all. The war was imminent, the training time was short, and the subordinates in the Radiation Team who usually only loved gambling, drinking, and finding girls really gave Walker a headache. But when I thought that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make great achievements, I couldn't just throw it away. If he loses the war because of himself, he may not be able to save his life.
But as an elite soldier of the Imperial Guards, he still has a way. The training of the soldiers of the Praetorian Guards is famous for its cruelty. Unlike the Welsh Legion, which is cruel and slightly humane, the Praetorian Guards ranges from beatings, scoldings, starvation, to severe cases of having their hands and feet amputated and being sent to prison. They are famous for their terror. This is also an important factor in the strength of the Guards Corps. After the almost abnormal tempering of the veterans, the Guards Corps can be called the Deadpool Corps.
Although Walker was trained fiercely and often beat and scolded him, he would express his feelings for these men from time to time, entertain them with good wine and meat, and promised that if he achieved great success in this battle, he would never treat any of his brothers badly. After several exchanges of cups and cups, these ordinary radiation soldiers who were about to play an important role in the upcoming war were determined to continue with him. Normally, these guys with low status in the military are always ridiculed and bullied. If they have this opportunity to fight for status and wealth, they will naturally not miss it in vain.
After a period of training, Walker was very satisfied with this group of subordinates. When he first received the order, Walker, who had already been well prepared, summoned several of his confidants and capable generals who were in charge of the leadership. After giving some instructions, they dispersed and prepared to summon all the members of the radiation heavy team to break camp and set off.
As the commander of the Radiation Team, Walker is responsible for the west gate that has opened a gap. Long before the battle at Ximen, Walker had already ordered people to pull out all the spiked wooden stakes in the deep pits around the camp while it was dark, and based on this, he made a large number of sharp weapons that were completely different from the ones in front of the camp.
Different from the previous Juma, the main part of the new Juma is based on two horizontal beams about ten meters long and five meters wide respectively, and one of the ten-meter-long beams as the bottom. Two upright columns about two meters high stand on the two feet, and the top is also connected by a ten-meter-long beam to form a vertical wall. The upper two sides of the column and the other side of the bottom frame are connected with sharpened wooden stakes, extending two meters upward in an inclined position. The two sharpened wooden stakes are stretched out in the same manner at intervals of one and a half people.
The wooden piles that protrude outward obliquely are connected with cross beams in the middle, and sharpened wooden stakes are connected with the cross beams in the middle of the columns at the same distance of one and a half people, extending outward for a distance of three meters. The part below the middle of the column is covered with thick wooden boards to resist the hidden arrows fired by the opponent and the spears in the hands of the cavalry.
"You," Walker held the hilt of the sword in his left hand and pointed at a handyman with a spiked stake on his shoulder with his right hand, "Yes, that's you.
Put the things in your hands on the carriage at the front. Come on, come on, come on, guys, be quick and agile. Master, I still hope. Go up early and chop off the heads of a few Lombards and take them home to make urinals."
"Hahaha——" The radial soldiers who were shuttled back and forth laughed loudly, without any nervousness before the war. They worked hard and loaded the spiked wooden stakes and boxes of horse nails onto the iron-clad carriage in an orderly manner.
Not far away, a man wearing a black robe and a full set of plate armor walked toward where Walker was with several tall and fully armed guys.
"Sir Walker~"
The entourage beside Walker whispered a few words in his ear and looked at the direction in which the few people were coming. Walker followed the man's gaze and turned his head. They were already less than twenty steps away.
Ultimately, Walker could clearly see the face of the person coming by the light of the fire going back and forth.
"Your Majesty, Earl, why are you here?" Walker's tone was slightly surprised, and his posture was not as arrogant as before.
In an instant, he became much gentler.
"The war with the Lombards is about to begin. I'm a little worried, so I came here to take a look." The man in black robe pulled up his collar and looked around.
"Don't worry, Lord Earl, I made all arrangements according to the orders of the Chinese army commanding the camp. I also personally selected my men, and there will never be any mistakes." Walker patted his chest, full of confidence.
"You must remember that you must never open the door unless you have to. The reason why you are responsible for pressing the west gate is precisely because there is the greatest pressure. Once the Lombards flee, the first attack will be on the west gate. Of course, I mean, you can only give up the west gate until it is absolutely necessary." The man in black robe said the word "last resort" very seriously.
This made Walker, who had always dealt with things smoothly, unable to understand it for a moment, and he could not move his eyes away from the man in black robe. Perhaps realizing that it was a bit presumptuous, Walker had no choice but to lower his head and silently replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Obviously, the man in black robe saw Walker's confusion. After a pause, he continued and said: "Let's put it this way, Sir Walker,
Do you think a rabbit will bite when cornered?"
"Yes, I think so, Lord Earl. In our place, hunters often set traps to catch rabbits. Strangely enough, those who eat grass The beasts were trapped in the noose for two or three days, and they ran around like crazy wild boars when hunters tried to catch them. Not to mention, this little thing was really scary. In the early spring of this year, one of my good brothers had half of his finger bitten off." Walker raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and then retracted it.
The man in black robe nodded, and then continued: "What if the trap is a lion? An extremely ferocious lion!"
Walker was instantly convinced, but he quickly realized, "The lion the Earl mentioned is the lion we are going south to hunt."
The man in black robe smiled with satisfaction and patted Walker on the shoulder. "Remember, if you encounter a lion trapped in a trap, the first thing you should do is not rush up and fight it, but wait until it is unable to struggle and then pierce its throat! In this way,
you have a chance to bring back your trophy alive."
Looking at the carriages driving towards the west gate one after another, and then looking at the three iron-lined carriages covered with oilcloth and dozens of soldiers who were dressed differently from the Guards Corps that were slowly approaching him not far away, the man in black robes looked a little frozen and sighed softly.
"Okay, Sir Walker, let's go. The hunt for the lion has begun——"
"Yes! Your Lordship." Walker nodded slightly and turned to leave.
The guard following the man in black robe looked at Walker's retreating figure and asked tentatively: "Sir, you are probably interested in Captain Radiation of the Guards Corps again."
The man in black robe glanced at the scarred guy, waved his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, "You are the smart one!"
Scarface touched his head and smiled stupidly. The twisted scars no longer looked as scary as before.
"Tell our people, according to the original plan, once the formation is set up, we will immediately find a suitable node and be sure to separate and surround the enemy. But there is one thing you must pay attention to. You must not do it." The man in black robe approached the scar-faced subordinate and whispered a few words.
"Well, I understand, sir. Don't worry!" After saying that, the scar-faced subordinate waved in the direction of the three carriages.
· Against the backdrop of the dots of firelight, a group of people in black robes were like dead waiters from hell, about to rush to the fierce battlefield. The three carriages coming slowly will carry the souls of countless people, and a war that happens once in hundreds of years is about to be staged on this land·
The Duke of Lombardy's camp was already crowded with the leading viscounts and knights who came to wait for dispatch. The battle launched by the Burgundy Starry Night really caught many people's expectations, forcing some changes to the original battle plan.
According to the combat plan of the Lombard command camp, it is planned to officially launch a full-scale attack on the Burgland Guards Corps at noon today. However, a small battle allowed the Burgundians to seize the opportunity to strike preemptively. They had already left the camp one after another to fight with the outpost cavalry, and were about to penetrate into the hinterland of the Lombard cavalry camp. Everyone in the camp was silent. The Duke of Lombardy looked back and forth at the battle map under the gaze of several leading viscounts in the palace.
After a while, the silence was broken by the sound of a quill discarded casually aside.」
"-You have all seen that Flanders's troops set out from three camps in the east, south and west. After leaving the camp, they did not gather at a fixed location, but divided into three forces and approached us step by step. The enemy's intentions are currently unknown, but since they We have already left the camp, it is better than risking a few more lives to attack the stronghold. The military situation is urgent, tell us how we can eat Flanders in one bite!"
The Duke of Lombardy looked around at everyone, waiting for the answer.
A moment later, a leading viscount wearing Milanese plate armor and holding a broad sword said: "Your Excellency, everyone, the Burgundians must have insufficient food, grass and firewood in the camp and want to fight us in advance. But Flanders is bold and careful, and coupled with his cunning cousin-in-law, I am afraid they have some conspiracy to attack at this time, so we should be more cautious. After all~" The leading viscount stopped talking.
“What time has it been, and you are still hesitating like a woman. Say it quickly!” The Duke of Lombardy suddenly became furious.
"Yes, yes, Lord Duke. After all, these troops are our last strength to resist the northerners~" the leading viscount's voice was very low.
ˆ "Yes, that's right——"
ˆ "Yes.."
ˆ Everyone echoed.
This is a fact. If they fail to win this battle, the Lombards will completely lose control of the northern territory. It is extremely difficult to reorganize the troops and take it back. If Provence continues to advance eastward and join forces with Burgundy, Lombardy will face the risk of being destroyed.
There is only one way before the Duke of Lombardy. Defeat the Burangdians, hold the northern line, and then move his army to the west.
Expelled the Provençal people. The war is imminent. This is a battle that will determine the fate of Lombardy. No one dares to make any assumptions.
Everyone talked in low voices for a while, but no one stood up to express their opinions again. With a long sigh, the Duke of Lombardy spoke impassionedly.
"We are the only owners of this land in Lombardy. Are your courage intimidated by the group of farmers and refugees who wear armor and carry sickles and beg for bows with the blood of untouchables always flowing in their bones?
"No!"
"We, and only we, are qualified to rule this land. This is the power given to us by God. This is the eternal testimony of our innate noble blood. This is an unshakable fact forever."
「Yes!」
Everybody was in high spirits.
"I, the guardian of the whole land of Lombardy, the loyal people of God, the Duke of Lombardy, Witote, swear by my ancestors and the sword in my hand: I will take up the weapon in my hand, mount the tall horse, and drive out every foreigner who sets foot on the land of Lombardy! The enemy will become a ghost under our sword, and God will never allow them to ascend to heaven after death.
Brave Gentlemen, pick up the sharp swords in your hands and let us rush out and rip the throats of those bastards!” After some encouragement, the Duke of Lombardy began to issue combat missions.
Since the Burgundy Guards Corps was divided into three parts: east, south, and west, and set out their own camps, according to the previous deployment, the Lombard army originally wanted to encircle and annihilate the Guards Corps in one fell swoop. Now they had to change their tactics and divide the cavalry into three, divide and surround the Guards Corps, and defeat them one by one.
Perhaps the Duke of Lombardy was overconfident, thinking that he could annihilate the Praetorian Guards with only a thousand cavalry, and then went south to encircle the defenders of Santia City with mercenaries.
As everyone knows, the participants in this hunt are far more than just the Praetorian Guards and the defenders of Santia City. A larger-scale hunt is about to take place.