Chapter 80 "Sand King" Heleti
The cold wind rushed into the hall with the scouts, blowing the fire in the center even brighter, scattering sparks and ashes, and lighting up the high platform at the end of the hall. stand up.
On the high platform is the dark Iron Throne. Even if it is covered with thick Warcraft leather, it still cannot conceal its coldness and sharpness.
A man sat high on it, his legs spread out, wearing a set of heavy enchanted plate armor painted sandy yellow.
The clad iron helmet was placed on the armrest of the throne. The man held the wine glass in one hand and placed the other hand under his chin. His rough face, worn by wind and frost, was calm and indifferent, naturally showing a majestic demeanor.
"Sand King" Heleti, a third-level yellow sand knight.
Boom——
“It’s here indeed.” As the door was closed, Heleti straightened up and looked at the scout: “Tell me in detail.”
< br>"Yes, sir!" The scout's tone was quite relaxed: "The number is There are about a hundred people riding horses. Although they look decent, I can smell the earthy smell on them from a distance."
"Haha, a group of mud-legged farmers." Wang Kuan smiled and shook his head: "How is the equipment situation?"
"The weapons can't be seen clearly. They are mainly spears, but the shape doesn't look like a lance." The scout paused and said, "As for the armor, he wears a cotton robe on the outside and leather armor on the inside. Except for the knight who leads the team, he wears an enchanted robe. Outside of the plate armor, there was only one person wearing enchanted chain armor."
"Oh..." Heleti nodded slowly and asked the last question: "How far away is it?"
"When I came back, they were camping at Fang Mapo." The scout's voice became a little annoyed: "I originally wanted to set a fire to surprise them, but their scouting skills were not bad, so I didn't dare. Too close."
"Good job." Heleti waved: "Go down and rest."
"Yes!" The scout stood up and stepped back from the side.
"Well..." Heleti took a sip of wine, her eyes flickering as if she was thinking about something.
Besides Heleti, there were three other people sitting in the hall at this time, but contrary to the normal behavior of horse thieves who had no rules and acted wantonly, it was extremely quiet.
"Snow Chicken..." Heleti's eyes fell on one of them: "What the scout just said, do you have any thoughts?"
Called "Snow Chicken" The man immediately sat up straight with a flattering smile on his face: "Master Shawang, your men are indeed elite, and the situation they saw is very clear."
"That's it?" He Len asked with a smile.
"Of course not." Facing Heleti's smile, Snow Chicken shuddered: "Those more than a hundred people are the 'Eagle Army' I mentioned to you before, the private members of the Griffith family. Soldiers, divided into three teams, each team has thirty-six people."
"Although your scout said he. They are weak, but in my opinion, this still flatters them." Snow Chicken's tone was full of disdain: "They are just a bunch of young men from Goldsmith Town. If they encounter any trouble, they will definitely run away in fear!"
“And the leader wearing plate armor, It should be Eric." There was a hint of disgust in Xue Ji's tone: "He is the most pretentious person in the entire Eagle Territory. Because he is a first-level extraordinary, Wudong Lixia is wearing plate armor. It’s disgusting.”
Snow Chicken looked to the side. A bald man: "But Mr. Iron Shield, you are different from him. You are much more handsome!"
The man called Iron Shield looks about forty and is wearing a fine steel plate armor. Hearing this, , without even raising his eyelids, obviously looking down on this "snow chicken".
Snow Chicken smiled coquettishly, looked at Heleti, gritted his teeth and said, "As for the man in chain armor, he must be Raven. He is most afraid of death. He will only leave everything to his subordinates!"
“Hate will make people biased "Heleti shook his head: "If he was really afraid of death, he shouldn't have appeared in the Bloody Highlands. No one here would care about his noble status."
"Yes, yes... ..." Snow Chicken said with a smile: "You are prudent. The attitude is simply our role model!"
Ignoring Snow Chicken's stiff compliment, Heleti looked at the other two people: "Jose, Eugene, what do you two think?"
< br>José is a looker A man in his thirties, he pushed up the hair on his forehead with his left hand that was missing his little finger, and said with disdain: "It's just a bunch of rabble. Boss, you give me fifty people, and I can crush their camp tonight." Ping!”
"Humph, don't underestimate Eric." Eugene, also known as "Iron Shield", snorted and glanced at Jose: "He is also from the Iron Legion. He is an expert in marching and fighting, especially good at defensive operations. , if you underestimate the enemy too much, you may capsize in the gutter!”
"Put your little thoughts away quickly." Jose's nickname is "Poisonous Hook", and his words seem to be spraying venom: "I know what you mean, you yourself are from the Iron Legion, Isn’t it just to boost one’s own worth by praising him?”
< br>"If the Iron Legion is so powerful, why are you hanging out with us here?"
"Jose!" Heretti stared at him and knocked on the back of the chair to warn: "Let's discuss matters. "
"Yes, boss." Jose shrank. Shrinking his neck, but still not convinced: "Even if we talk about things, that Eric only has level one, but I have level two! And the poisonous fighting energy can only defeat steel. As long as I rush in and kill him, more than a hundred Aren’t you just killing gerbils randomly?”
"Hmph, it is only by following Mr. Sand King that you are able to survive until now." Eugene gave Heretti a small compliment before launching a counterattack against Jose: "I am also the first level, and I also have steel fighting spirit. Why did I do it before? During the practice, I won with the same number of people?”
José’s eyes glanced to the side: “Hey, I can’t take it seriously.” “Okay...” Heleti rubbed his temples and said: "Jose, I agreed to the confrontation exercise. You said it was just playing house. Do you want to question my decision?"
"Eugene, don't keep mentioning your Iron Legion, you have to remember that we are horse thieves!"
The two glared at each other in disgust, and then nodded in unison.
"Yes, boss!"
"Understood, Lord Sand King."
Hleti nodded with satisfaction and looked at Eugene: "Eric is from the Iron Legion, what do you think? What tactics will he use this time? "
As he spoke, he winked at the guard on the side, who immediately pushed up the stand with the map in the corner.
Compared to the version drawn by Simon, this map is much rougher, but compared to the horse thief who just randomly drew an
Eugene stood up and walked to the stand. After checking it for a while, he pointed to a location and said, "If I were Eric, I would not attack rashly, but would choose this place as a battlefield."
Heleti looked along his fingers: "Fang Mapo, this is not what they were doing. A place to camp?”
“This shows that Eric has excellent vision. Fangmapo is not only suitable for camping, but it is also a good place for defensive operations.” Eugene drew a mark on it with his finger. Circle: "Our troops are all genuine cavalry with very good mobility. If he fights in the Great Plains, he will not be able to form a well-defended circular formation with the few people under his command. Once he is stabbed in the butt by us, the whole army will be destroyed."
"Although Fang Mapo is not. It's not very high, but as long as it can deploy a force of about thirty people, it will It can completely block the slope, forcing us to charge head-on."
At this point, Eugene looked at Snow Chicken: "Their configuration is a small group of crossbowmen and a small group of crossbowmen. The spearmen also have a squad of sword and shield soldiers, right?"
"Yes, your memory is really good." Snow Chicken boasted with a smile.
Eugene was noncommittal and faced Heleti: "If it were me, I would have the sword and shield soldiers form the first line of defense, with the spearmen at the back and the crossbowmen at the end to form a simple Three layers of defense, using human walls to fight positional warfare!”
"The solid layout is indeed the style of the Iron Legion." This description was simple and clear. Heretti immediately imagined the scene in his mind, and then looked at Jose: "If the other party follows the instructions of Eugene What will you do if you say formation?"
"It's too easy, boss." Jose also stood up and walked to the other side of the vertical board: "A mob of more than a hundred people would have low morale in the cold weather and snow."
< br>“Give me fifty elites from our headquarters, and I will choose hunting. Technique, reach close range and then return - they are only equipped with leather armor, which cannot withstand the fire of bows and arrows. Each round of arrow rain can cause enough attrition, and the range of the riding bow is longer than that of ordinary crossbows. They can only When you are beaten, you cannot fight back.”
"In this way, as the losses increase, their morale will definitely be very low. Either the whole army will collapse, or they will rush directly into our faces." Jose showed a winning smile on his face: "No matter which way, we will Definitely win!"
The corner of Eugene's mouth twitched, and he fell into unpleasant memories. When he led the team into the Bloody Highlands, he was defeated by this tactic and became a prisoner of Heleti: " Now But in winter, the power and range of mounted bows will decrease a lot. As long as the sword and shield soldiers are well protected, your galloping tactics will not cause effective damage at all, but will only waste horsepower!"
"Haha, I'm too lazy! Fight with you." Jose turned to Snow Chicken: "Tell me, am I right, or is this inflexible iron turtle right?"
Snow Chicken is sandwiched between the two people on the left and right. Dilemma.
“That’s enough!” Heleti’s voice rescued Snow Chicken: “We are discussing tactics now, not letting you two fight.”
"Eugene is right. The defending side has an advantage in the battle, not to mention that the opponent can take the lead in seizing the favorable terrain."
"And since Raven can kill Anderson, he will never He is an ordinary person, and it is impossible to rush here to die. Either there is something fishy in the team of one hundred people, or he has a backup plan."
"So...tomorrow. The tactics are arranged like this." Heleti raised his voice: "José will lead the army, and Eugene will be the deputy. One hundred people will be transferred from the main camp, and thirty people from each of the two branch camps."
"No matter. If you have any tricks, you have to eat them all, can you do it?”
José hit his chest hard: “Boss, don’t worry! I will definitely kill them all!” ”
"Your will will be carried out, my lord!" There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Eugene's eyes, but he still made his position clear.
No one mentioned other tactics, not even "Poison Hook" Jose.
Because they are the horse thieves of the "Sand King" Heleti, the strongest force in the southeastern periphery of the Bloody Highlands. They either don't fight, or they fight with thunder and destruction to show off their own prestige!
At the same time, Eric is also making final preparations.
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(End of this chapter)