Chapter 213 Smashing Things
In the eyes of Frederick and Helmut, the most difficult thing to deal with in the Piast army was the thousand winged cavalry, followed by the more than 50 winged cavalry. The mage regiment, and then more than two thousand light cavalry.
Frederick was curious as to why the enemy had so few magicians. Helmut judged that he might have gone to strengthen the defense in the north of Bohemia, otherwise the troops deployed there would be defeated by Osmaga. The empire took the opportunity to destroy it, and it is estimated that there is a confrontation between gods and gods over there now.
In the afternoon, the cavalry of the Piast Army and the accompanying auxiliary soldiers began to leave the ferry and set off towards the scheduled camping site in the northwest.
In a secret headquarters in the forest, Frederick watched his staff place small flags representing different enemies on the map.
At this time, the Piast army was moving in three directions from the three ferries towards the originally determined camping site. Even though they stepped on many mines buried on the road, they did not slow down.
"Commander," Helmut came over to report to Frederick, "the Hussars are about to enter the ambush circle."
According to the plan, a large number of "this is facing the enemy" buried on the roadside. "I'll give the Hussars a hard blow."
"Let them go." Frederick said suddenly, "Prioritize the group of mages at the back."
"The threat of cavalry not on horseback is not that great, so the magicians will not It’s the same, and it might become the biggest source of surprise.”
Helmut immediately followed his orders to rearrange the arrangement.
The staff made a large number of plans before the war. They failed to seize the opportunity to ambush the hussars and instead ambush the magicians. They also had corresponding plans. As long as Frederick's order did not exceed the scope of the plan, there was basically no problem.
The sunset climbed into the sky, and the first group of teams that set out at noon had arrived at the scheduled camping site.
This is a small basin surrounded by hills, with a small lake as big as two football fields in the middle, and the ground is covered with withered pasture.
Half of the Piast army was recruited as farmers. As soon as the first group of people arrived here, they chose a place by the lake and surrounded it with a carriage, and then began to cut grass and feed the horses.
The grass in the camp was cut quickly, and the outside was cut in a circle so that the fire could not burn inside.
Soon after, Casimir followed the second group of cavalry to the camp and ordered the accompanying carriages to be used to reinforce the fortress to prevent the enemy from attacking at night.
When the sky darkened, there was a faint roar in the distance.
"Thunder?!" Casimir frowned. If it rains tonight, the march tomorrow will be very difficult.
At this time, the smell of food was wafting in the military camp. Ordinary soldiers would throw whatever they had into the pot, and it would eventually become a big pot of paste. Only the gentlemen had barbecue to eat.
When several slave girls served Casimir bread, roasted meat, and soup made from dehydrated vegetables, a man covered in blood stumbled into the tent.
"It's over, all the mage gentlemen are finished!" The man cried, "There was a sudden explosion on the roadside, and many of the gentlemen were killed accidentally."
"Then again Many firemen came out, and the mage master couldn't kill them. They killed them all!"
Casimir's face was horribly dark, every time he thought about the mage group being attacked on the way! .
He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He had just taken the same road as the Mage Group. The enemy let the cavalry go and specifically targeted the Mage Group. Could it be that they thought he would go with the Mage Group?
"Send the order!" Casimir stood up suddenly, "Don't sleep tonight, the enemy is likely to attack at night!"
His idea seemed to be verified. Not long after, Frederick came again Come throw objects from high altitude.
This time Frederick seemed to be prepared, no longer throwing stones but javelins.
Casimir took a picked up javelin and looked at it carefully. This javelin was similar to an ordinary javelin, with a few stones tied behind the head to increase the weight.
The casualties this time were small, less than ten people died.
"No!" Casimir suddenly thought of something, "Quick! Scatter the food quickly! Put all the things that can hold water into water, they are going to set fire!"
Now they have no air control, if If the enemy throws things like rockets, it will be a big problem.
Not long ago, the mage group was targeted and attacked, which can prove from the side that the enemy wants to set fire, because it is very convenient for magicians to put out fires.
Frederick saw the enemy moving things in a mess from the air, and many people went to the lake to fetch water. He just smiled and went back to make dinner. Altasha put in a lot of effort when ambushing the mage group just now. The fire elemental people she summoned attracted the attention of the enemy's magic circle, allowing the sniper to calmly name them in the dark.
Frederick made an agreement with her to eliminate the mage group and personally grill mutton skewers for her tonight.
While Altasha was eating mutton kebabs with a smile, Casimir and others felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy. Some people were tired from lifting their necks, so they simply lay down and stared at the sky.
After Frederick had eaten, he went out with Mingxiao again, this time he brought several large bundles of arrows, and a "beautiful boy sprinkled flowers" came.
The harvest this time was great. It was difficult to find relatively small arrows in the pitch-black night, and dozens of people were hit.
Casimir looked at the arrow inserted halfway into his tent and said in a deep voice: "He is measuring the wind direction and speed. It is coming. Don't sleep!"
There is a giant eagle knight in the Piast Kingdom. As the prince, he naturally knows the methods of aerial combat. He also understands that high-altitude bombing is difficult to hit the target. It is necessary to throw something first to calculate the error.
So he judged that the next step would be a formal attack.
At this time, Frederick was feeding Mingxiao a large bucket of energy drink mixed with sugar, salt and raw eggs, brushing it with a brush for a while, and then returned to the tent to soak his feet. , wiped himself and went to sleep.
Casimir: "He might do it early in the morning."
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“He may come back in the middle of the night.”
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“The period before the sun rises is the most dangerous!”
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"Who knows where they are stationed? Should I send someone to ask if he overslept?"
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"[Explicit swear words from the Kingdom of Piast]! Is he coming yet or not?!"
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"Let's have breakfast."
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The soldiers of the Piast Kingdom, who had been highly nervous all night, began to light a fire and make breakfast listlessly. The wind was strong this morning, and the smoke quickly dissipated in the southern air.
When the water was just boiling, Casimir pointed at Frederick in the air and cursed.
No one came after waiting all night yesterday, but today I actually came to drop off things early in the morning while they were cooking.
What’s too much is that what this guy threw this time was not stones, javelins, or arrows, but horse dung!
What’s even more outrageous is that the horse manure scattered into small pieces in the air, covering a large area, and many of them fell into the pot.
This air raid was innocuous but extremely insulting.
Casimir's adjutant held it back for a long time before he came up with words to comfort His Highness: "He is still a child, don't be as knowledgeable as him."
Casimir was choked to say no. There's nothing you can do about it. Everyone knows that Duke Wesson's hair hasn't grown yet.
(End of this chapter)