MTL - Lord Highlander-Chapter 1553 1539. Battle of the Highlands 9
Chapter 1553 1539. Battle of the Highlands 9
Marquis Valentin Heller is very self-aware.
Although several messengers were sent out during this period of time, he also knew that it was impossible for an army to rush to rescue the siege in the short term.
The earth wall that is rebuilt every night will become bare after the fierce fighting all day the next day. At the beginning of this war, the lives of nearly a thousand soldiers with heavy shields had to be filled every day to hold this place. A temporary camp.
After a few days of adaptation, the current shield warriors have mastered the basics of fighting the ghost warriors.
The daily battle loss rate is also continuing to decrease, and now only a few hundred infantry soldiers are killed in battle every day.
Every time at dusk, when the soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, Marquis Heller felt very heavy, because if he couldn't wait for reinforcements, the battle was doomed to a dead end, and all the infantry soldiers might die here.
The speed of building the walled city was several times slower than Marquis Heller's plan, and the current camp is still behind the earthen platform.
As for the earthen wall, it was rebuilt every night, and it was bound to be trampled down by those evil spirits the next day.
In fact, Marquis Valentin Heller would like to know how the West Route Army built the fortress during the battle with the Moyunling Evil Ghost Army. For such a simple matter, they arrived in Handanal City to reinforce the army. Here, it's a mess.
Moreover, the location of the reinforcements this time is still in the deepest part of the Moyunling Highlands, which can indeed radiate to the entire northwest of the Moyunling Highlands. If the reinforcements in Handanaer City can gain a foothold here, then this territory will be Become the possession of the noble lords of Handanar City.
Marquis Valentin Heller knew very well in his heart that the reinforcements would not last long in this state.
He hasn't shaved for nearly a week, sitting in the commander's big tent, his face is full of decadence, countless lines are drawn on the map on the table, each line seems to represent an action plan, but unfortunately there is no one The root line can be connected to the south exit of Moyunling.
Every plan he could think of didn't work.
There are only 70,000 heavy armored infantry soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of war horses. These are all the private property of the noble lords of Handanar City. If all the lords of the Marquis of Heller are buried in the northern tundra this time, it means He will offend all the nobles in Handanal.
A glass of fruit wine turned out to be bitter in his mouth. He flipped the glass in his hand, closed his bloodshot eyes, and leaned back on the chair, feeling a little dizzy. As long as he closed his eyes, the mountains and plains would appear in front of him. evil spirits.
"Master Marquis! The scouts we sent to the northern region are back!" A personal guard whispered in the ear of Marquis Heller.
Marquis Heller opened his eyes, first looked around suspiciously, and made sure that the words he heard were not hallucinations, so he sat up straight.
At this time, two scouts were waiting at the door of the tent.
When both of them walked in, "How is the situation in the northernmost part of Moyun Ridge?" Marquis Heller asked urgently.
One of the scouts stood up and replied: "There is indeed a North Mountain Pass in the Moyunling Highland."
Marquis Heller immediately asked, "Where is it?"
The scout glanced at the messy map, stretched out his hand and pointed to a position a little east of the north of the map, and said:
"Here, but at present, it is not the army of evil spirits stationed there, but an army of local indigenous tribes occupying that mountain pass, and even... built a 60-meter-high city wall at the north mountain pass... and their army is very large Even with siege equipment, it is impossible to conquer this city wall."
The hope ignited in the eyes of Marquis Heller was half extinguished in an instant, but he still asked without giving up:
"Are you sure it's not the army of the West Route Army?"
The scout said with great certainty: "It is certain that everyone is an aborigine in the local tribe. To confirm this information, we even went under the city wall. Those aboriginal fighters don't seem to have any malice towards us... To be precise, they are Very friendly, even stood on the city wall and greeted us in aboriginal language."
Hearing what the scout said, Marquis Heller's eyes lit up again, and he ordered loudly:
"Hurry up and prepare the horses. This time, I must personally meet the leader of this native army!"
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When Marquis Heller rushed out of the camp on horseback, an extremely bold idea popped up in his heart. If this matter can be successful, the situation of the reinforcements in Handanal City at the Moyunling Highlands may be completely reversed.
He did not expect that there would be such an army composed of local aborigines in the northern area of Moyunling.
He has lived in the Warsaw plane for nearly ten years, but he has never heard of such a powerful aboriginal tribe in the northern part of Handanal County.
Can actually build a city wall on Moyun Ridge...
The Marquis of Heller drank a bottle of spiritual power potion and quickly refreshed himself. He didn't intend to rest at this time. Now the army of the Aigrod tribe is a life-saving straw for the reinforcements in Handanal City. Everything has to be grasped.
So he didn't want to wait for a moment. After hearing the news that the indigenous tribal army was not hostile to the imperial army, he immediately rushed towards the northern pass of Moyunling.
The northern tundra is about 300 kilometers away from the North Pass. By the time Marquis Heller rode all the way to the North Pass, it was already night.
The evil ghost army in Kornberg County likes night battles very much, but the evil spirits on the high ground strictly follow the practice of ending work at night. Never fighting at night is the most distinctive feature of the Moyunling evil spirit army. His behavior was a bit strange, but it undoubtedly relieved Marquis Heller from worrying about the sudden attack by the evil spirits at night.
The night sky in Moyunling is full of stars.
The snow-capped mountains in the distance have long since turned into black shadows and merged into the endless night. If it weren't for the row of torches lit on the city wall, Marquis Heller might not have seen the city wall built on the mountain pass.
As the scouts said, the walls here are almost as high as those of the city of Benar.
At this height, the only way for the imperial legions to break through the walls is to build huge siege machines.
A group of people came to the bottom of the city wall, and the four guards carefully held the light shields of the knights and rode in front, keeping the Marquis of Heller behind them.
The aborigine warriors on the city wall saw the group of people below the city, so they uttered a series of confusing aboriginal languages at the head of the city.
Now the language barrier may be the biggest problem. Just when Marquis Heller was scratching his head, he did not expect that the gate under the city wall was opened. The aboriginal soldiers guarding the gate were still waving vigorously, signaling them to hurry up. go in.
Marquis Heller was full of doubts. When did the local aborigines become so friendly to the imperial knights?
But since the purpose of coming here is to have a good talk with the aborigine leader here, even if this trip is a bit dangerous, Marquis Heller can only bite the bullet and ride in at this time.
When passing through the city gate, several guards around Marquis Heller made a gesture, reached out and grabbed a handful of silver coins and threw them to the aboriginal guards at the city gate.
Unexpectedly, those guards reacted so quickly, holding a light blue iris shield, they caught all these silver coins, and then looked at the silver coins inside the shield, and Ula wah said something again, as if to these Yin Bian'er was not very interested.
The aborigine guard thought for a while, and then he took a mace off the necklace and threw it to the guard.
Then he spoke a bunch of aboriginal language. Although the personal guard couldn't understand what the aboriginal guard said, he could tell from his expression that they were not interested in those silver coins. It seemed that they would talk about the next exchange , just take something else out.
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Every night is the best resting time for the West Route Army stationed on the high hills in the south of the Villagasi Hills.
At this time, the infantry soldiers who had been fully rested during the day would carry pieces of shale to the top of the city, and every night they would raise the city wall to the north of the stronghold.
After a day of fierce fighting, the infantry fighters after dinner will calculate the achievements of the day.
Although this kind of city defense battle is a bit boring, for the soldiers defending the city, the achievements they have gained are extremely stable and rich.
The evil spirits rushed up from under the city wall desperately, but they couldn't break through the shield wall of the city head shield warriors at all, and the spear warriors behind would even work together to stab the evil spirit warriors down.
Dinner is corn porridge and meatloaf. This kind of food with strong Hailansa flavor is eaten every few days. For infantry soldiers, this is definitely the taste of hometown, and everyone knows that Sur Commander Dak's hometown is Hailansa, and it is an honor to be able to eat this delicacy.
Although the daily battles are fierce and cruel, the morale of the infantry soldiers of the West Route Army is high.
"After this battle, what do you want to do? Will you continue to follow the lord to fight in other planes?" An infantry soldier lying outside the tent and looking at the sky filled with stars asked his companion.
He was rubbing a golden coin on his linen shirt. He had polished the coin until it was polished, but he hadn't stopped.
It seems that doing so has become a habit when chatting.
"Go home! After fighting this plane war, I plan to go home. I have saved a little money in the past few years. When I get home, I will marry two more wives and rent an oak forest. The gold and silver oak tree in Hailansa Guo Ke is very famous, and I also know how to hoop a bucket..."
Another older veteran said in a hoarse voice.
There was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and the infantry soldiers under the nearby tent stood up one after another.
The two infantry soldiers also quickly stood up and looked towards the place where the footsteps sounded. They saw Commander Suldak hurried past with a few entourages, and the infantry soldiers under the tents on both sides saluted one after another.
Commander Surdak hurried over, but the friendly voice stayed behind:
"After a day of fighting, everyone should rest well..."
Two veterans looked at the back of Commander Suldak with their heads poking around.
"Where is our lord going?"
The older veteran replied naturally:
"Where else can I go? At this time, I will naturally go to the medical tent. There are many seriously wounded soldiers waiting for his treatment!"
(end of this chapter)
