Chapter 81 Wait for me to go home
In the dark night, the cold wind blew.
But Fangmapo is extremely lively.
Fangmapo is called a slope, but it is actually a hill rising from the ground. Halfway up the mountain, the mountain suddenly changes. Instead of going all the way up, it sinks downwards, creating a It is located in a natural shelter from the wind and is quite spacious. It can accommodate a hundred troops, more than 200 war horses, pack horses and wealth.
If it were not for the lack of water inside, this place would definitely become a nest or stronghold of horse thieves.
The Eagle Army was so extravagant that they raised eleven bonfires. The fires burned cracklingly, and the vague smoke flew out along the sky, which was a bit warm like cooking smoke.
The soldiers gathered together in groups of ten. Although they generally maintained their formation, many "mixed troops" inevitably appeared.
But the excitement is the same.
Tomorrow will be a big battle. Eric not only provided enough campfires, but also generously distributed supplies. There was a pot on each campfire to cook broth, and Many bacon racks were grilling outside, filling the entire camp with the aroma of meat.
Eric even gave everyone wine.
Although every five people can only share one wine bag, it is still genuine wine, and having it is much better than not having it!
The soldiers ate meat with big mouthfuls, sipped wine with small sips, and from time to time broke off a piece of bread and threw it into the broth to take a mouthful. They all smiled with great satisfaction.
Eric and others are no exception. Although they have a higher status, no one will think about the so-called food appearance when they are marching. Just like Mosingan, at this time, he is holding a piece of roasted soft meat with both hands. He was happily chewing on the bacon, and his hands and mouth were covered with grease.
Although he looked rude, he was very particular about how he ate. He used his fingers to tear apart the bacon along the texture, sandwiched it into the toasted soft bread, and then stuffed it into his mouth together. In the end, he even licked his fingers and made a "tsk, tsk" sound.
Everyone was chatting with each other, but gradually they were attracted by his eating appearance and started to watch him quietly.
Mosingan didn't care about this, he stuffed the last bite of meat into his mouth, drank another sip of wine, and made a refreshing sound: "It feels so good!"
It was then that he realized that the surroundings were quiet. He stopped and turned around and looked around: "You don't eat, what are you looking at me for?"
"Look at how delicious you eat." Eric rubbed his belly, to be precise. Plastron: "I had already eaten It's almost the same. You look hungry again."
Goyle also laughed: "Looking at you, you look like you haven't eaten meat for centuries."
"Then. But no, if I hadn’t followed the Baron, I wouldn’t have been able to eat a bite of meat for a year.” Mosingan wiped his hands on the blanket and said without hesitation: “If I had meat every day, my physique would definitely not be that of Vesdon. Poor young master!”
"Just blow it." Link chuckled: "Did you hear what we just said?"
"What words?" Mosingan threw another piece of bacon next to the bonfire.
"We will go to the battlefield tomorrow." Eric's voice became deeper: "Don't you want to leave some news for your family?"
"There is nothing to leave." Mosin Gan adjusted the position of the bacon nonchalantly: "I'm not like you, who has a family and a house. I'm a bachelor now. Even if I stay, no one will look at me."
"I won't give it to your mother. Leave one?" Simon reminded in a low voice.
"You don't need to worry about it." Mosingan was a little impatient.
“Forget it if you don’t stay.” Eric didn’t dwell on this issue: “Mosingan, don’t do that barbecue either. We will go to the battlefield tomorrow and we have to reconfirm our tactics today.”
"Okay." Mosingan clapped his hands and focused his attention back.
Eric took out the map and spread it out, and everyone gathered around him.
"This is the 'Scorpion's Nest', and this is our stationed place." Eric's fingers moved between the two: "According to the map, the straight-line distance is about ten kilometers. The cavalry is attacking with all its strength, even if Even in winter, it can be reached within half an hour.”
"So from the beginning of luring the enemy to the formal contact, including the time for the opponent to assemble, we have at most one and a half hours to prepare."
"Just to confirm again, I will leave the task of luring the enemy to you, no problem, right? ?" Eric looked at Vesdon with questioning eyes.
The latter grinned and nodded: "No problem at all! With the blood-eyed war horse here, they can't catch up with me!"
"This..." Mosingan frowned slightly: " Do we have to lure the enemy? But on behalf of the Baron, if anything happens..."
"Regardless of the fact that I only have one hand left, my riding skills are quite good!" Weisidong beat his chest: "I have never been I started riding horses when I was eight years old!”
Eric agreed with Vesdon's statement: "Yes, Master Vesdon's riding skills can be said to be the best among us."
"And it is imperative to lure the enemy into tactics. They are horse thieves, moving like the wind. Our numbers and combat power are inherently disadvantageous. We must control the time and place of the battle in order to eliminate our disadvantages."
Mo Xingan nodded and accepted. gave this explanation and added: “Just like men Lord Jue said that the other party is the largest horse thief in the area. Once provoked, he will attack quickly. "
" That's it." Eric put away the map and wiped a piece of it on the ground. Clean and flat land: "After luring the enemy, it's time to engage in battle."
"Based on the opponent's full force, then what we have to face is a team of horse thieves with more than 150 people."
"Horse thieves of the size of the 'Sand King' must have experts who are proficient in bows and arrows and equestrian skills, so the first step in their tactics must be mounted shooting!"
Visidong snorted: " Just ride on horseback. They have bows and we have crossbows. Let’s see who is afraid of whom!” If you get angry, borrow The power of the auxiliary horse can be thrown beyond the precise range of the crossbow. We don't have many crossbowmen and cannot be wasted on shooting. : "Are you going to be beaten honestly?" "You are going to be beaten." Eric glanced at Gower: "And your sword and shield soldiers have to push me to the front!"
As he spoke, he drew a pattern on the ground: "This is the horse slope, this is the entrance. All you have to do is cover the pikemen behind you. No matter how the opponent shoots, block it like a sheep's intestines!"< br>
“If it were an encounter, I wouldn’t play this way "Eric is not just tough, he softens his tone: "But this time when faced with our provocation, the opponent must have annihilated us as their primary goal. As long as their tactics do not meet expectations, they will give up riding and shoot instead. Change it to a strong attack!”
There were some The unhappy Gower's eyes lit up: "So, that's when the trap comes into play?"
"That's right." Eric drew another line: "There is a trap. The most important thing is to prevent them from charging and let their Slow down!”
“The entrance to Fangmapo is narrow, we can only lay thirty people, and the opponent is cavalry, so there will be even fewer. When the time comes, two or three spears will deal with a horse thief, at a local level. Instead, we will have the numerical advantage!”
"Wait, what about us?" Link pointed at his nose and asked: "You brought up Mosingan's spearmen and Gower's sword and shield soldiers. Where are my crossbowmen? What are they doing?"
Eric smiled mysteriously: "You will know when the time comes."
"...Sir Eric, do you know that you deserve a beating when you imitate the Baron?" Link couldn't bear it. Keep complaining in a low voice.
"Ahem..." Eric smiled awkwardly.
"I also have a question." Vesdon raised his hands like a student and said: "Since the cavalry cannot be deployed, what if the opponent chooses to dismount and fight on foot?"
When these words came out, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all laughed.
"It would be great if that were the case!" Mosingan said: "How can a group of horse thieves dismount and fight on foot, be our opponents?"
Of course this is not without bragging, but It is also a fact - the combat effectiveness of a dismounted cavalry is destined to be greatly reduced.
Weisdong scratched his head and smiled innocently.
"There are only so many tactics." Eric clapped his hands: "The rest depends on the specific situation tomorrow, and then we can make specific arrangements."
"There is another part..." Simon, who had been deep in thought, raised his head and looked at Eric: "How to deal with the strong opponent?"
"This is what I want to say next." Eric caught He picked up a handful of stones and scattered seven of them on the ground: "According to the male According to the information sent by Lord Jue from Volaf, there are seven extraordinary people under the command of 'Sand King' Heleti, most of them are first-level, and there are only two people who need to be dealt with carefully."
"First of all, that's it. Stinger 'Jose" Eric launched the first stone. Head: "The second-level Corrupt Knight is also a veteran who worked hard with Heleti. He is famous for his ferocity."
"Secondly, there is 'Iron Shield' Eugene." He introduced the second piece. Stone: "Although it is only the first level, it belongs to the Iron Legion. The traitor is thoughtful and tactical, and his defensive ability is very strong. He will not be at a disadvantage even against ordinary second-level enemies."
Link looked suddenly and said: "That's why you have to be so careful when planning your tactics. Keep a hand?”
"There is no way, the same teacher taught me, so I can't break the moves." Eric smiled bitterly: "Therefore, to deal with the strong men led by the two of them, it's up to you to take action."
" They won't know that you have become a first-level transcendent. Once you enter the chaos stage, you will seize the opportunity, two or three together, strive for a one-hit kill, quickly create attrition, and smooth out the number of transcendences between us. The difference! ”
"Move quickly. Once the opponent realizes this, you must spread out and change the goal from annihilating the enemy to reducing the damage caused by the Chao Chao on the other side to our soldiers."
"But... ...What to do with the 'Sand King'?" Mosingan asked the most critical question: "That's a third-level knight!"
"..." Eric's eyes became extremely determined: "I To deal with it.”
"You?" Mosingan's eyes were filled with worry: "But you are only at the second level."
"...If I can't stop it, you can't change anything together." Eric smiled Smile: "You don't have to worry too much, we just need to hold on until the Baron breaks into the 'Scorpion's Nest'."
The originally relaxed atmosphere gradually became more solemn.
"Okay, don't be too nervous." Eric's eyes glanced to the side: "How can you lead people to the battlefield tonight if you are like this?"
"Tonight Everyone, take a good rest, tomorrow is the time to see the real chapter!”
After Eric finished speaking, everyone dispersed with their own thoughts.
The bonfire is still strong, but most of the soldiers have fallen asleep. They are too tired from the journey.
But Mosingan didn't rest yet. He leaned against the wall, holding parchment in one hand and a piece of charcoal in the other. He stared at the dark sky in a daze, and wanted to take action several times. But I don’t know what to write.
After thinking for a long time, he lowered his head, poured the last sip of ale from the wine bag into his stomach, and wrote a neat and unfamiliar line of text on the parchment:
Love you, old man mom.
After folding the parchment and stuffing it into his luggage, Mosingan took out a diamond-shaped pendant from his neck. It was woven from daylilies and was an amulet given to him by his mother before leaving. It was now soaked with sweat. white.
Placing a gentle kiss on it, Mosingan got into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
Get ready for the next day's battle.
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(End of this chapter)