When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 887 - 838: Position, Oh Position, We Love You

On the following morning, what was supposed to be the warm end of March turned from sunny to overcast, with temperatures dropping sharply overnight.

The wet, cold morning wind made the tents rustle noisily. Jeska, chewing on fried egg sausage, heard the footsteps of Little Hart, whose head was wrapped in bandages.

"Master Jeska, the Leia scouts have entered the sentry alert range."

With a calm demeanor, Jeska speared a piece of sausage and stuffed it into his mouth, asking while eating, "Estimate how many?"

Little Hart recalled, "Lord Bernardo is still compiling intelligence, but the preliminary estimate is a scale of ten thousand."

"Call back all the Wild Wolf Soldiers," Jeska took a swig of cold beer, "cavalry should not engage rashly, just skirmish around the battlefield periphery."

"Yes."

"They'll probably be here in two hours. I'm taking a nap. Wake me in three quarters of an hour."

"Understood."

Accompanied by Little Hart's wolf howl, Jeska lay back down in bed and soon started snoring.

Initially tense and anxious, the officers coming to find Jeska calmed down when they heard that thunderous snoring outside the tent.

Thierry, arriving to see Jeska, couldn't help but praise the general's demeanor upon hearing the snores.

In the face of such a formidable enemy, bearing so many heavy tasks and thousands of lives, not everyone can sleep under such circumstances.

Could it be that the Thousand River Valley is truly a divinely chosen place, where so many talents appear casually?

Around seven in the morning, Jeska woke from his nap, held a briefing with the officers, gave a motivational speech, sang a song, and organized the troops.

The old one-eyed man was growing impatient as the Leia Army scouts finally appeared in sight.

Little Hart, unable to contain himself, stood up and peered toward the junction of hill and sky.

Three scouts leaped out from behind the hill, under the banner of the Leia Royal Family's Lanfeng insignia.

Standing on the hillock, they glanced at the Wild Wolf Army's positions, then turned slightly, raised their heads, lifted a bugle, and puffed up their chests.

"Woo-woo-woo——"

The deep, sonorous bugle sound echoed between the hill slopes.

As if the bugle sound vibrated the slopes, the grass leaves on the hills quivered, and pebbles scattered and fell.

More soldiers and officers stood up involuntarily, their previous dullness gradually turning to seriousness.

Though the bugle sound ceased, the vibration persisted.

Not only did it not stop, but it grew louder and clearer.

As the first Leia Knight crossed the hilltop, it was like a flood inundating these hills.

All at once, the ridgelines of the surrounding hills were filled with the black silhouettes of running Leia Knights.

Numerous colorful swallowtail flags fluttered over the hills, crackling crisply in the wind, resembling countless colorful swallows flying in.

However, these swallows weren't heralding the arrival of spring; they signified death instead.

"It's the Kingdom Army, the King's direct army," Thierry reminded Jeska.

The old one-eyed man remained silent, scanning the battlefield ahead without a word.

Across this gentle slope, three staggered and intermittent breastworks were laid, with stairways between them for easy climbing.

The entire breastwork defense line stretched approximately 200 meters wide, equivalent to the battlefield width covered by two infantry regiments.

On the steep sides of the breastworks, two horizontal formations provided cover, preventing the Extraordinary Knights from launching flanking assaults.

Between the front and rear breastworks, earth mounds were piled for installing clockwork artillery.

Three layers of twenty-eight triangular earth mounds ensured that shooting areas had almost no blind spots.

On the mounds were placed twenty-four 3-pound falcon cannons and four 6-pound sand eagle cannons.

They could respectively hit targets at 300 meters, 200 meters, and 100 meters.

These cannons had been calibrated and test-fired yesterday, with small flags inserted in the ground as specific markers.

Of course, that was just on the surface.

"Play the music." Fastening his neck armor, Jeska adjusted the angle of his eyepatch, "Prepare to meet the enemy."

The drum beat began, followed by the bugle, and then came the Wild Wolf Army's most familiar "Salvation Army March."

Amidst the military music, the War Monks, who had been resting or meditating, resumed their pre-battle readiness.

Through the breastworks and the dim twilight of rolling black clouds, they could see the Leia infantry slowly entering the field.

By this time, the Leia Knights who had arrived earlier had ceased their display of strength and begun forming ranks at the corner of the battlefield.

A rough glance estimated nearly three thousand of them, with the black-armored command companies and the red-clad Royal Court Knights most prominent.

Running across the grass, the disordered Leia Kingdom Army infantry started descending the hill.

Leading them was a group of hefty men in light scale armor, followed by peasant soldiers with carts carrying heavy tower shields.

These were the Leia Royal Family's special Tower Shield Soldiers, once kings of infantry battles, countering cavalry with infantry.

Who would have thought that, after a hundred years, these ancient Tower Shield Soldiers could again shine on the battlefield?

Behind them were rows of reasonably orderly Leia Kingdom Army foot soldiers (Land Servants), reportedly with a decent armor rate.

They mostly wore scale mail, which had strips of plate armor over chainmail.

These plates concentrated on the chest and back, not as good as pure knight armor but better than ordinary chainmail, making them an economical choice.

Among these Land Servants, you could also see the classic Greatswordsmen, whose roles were similar to the Wild Wolf Soldiers.

"Two Land Servant regiments, three thousand knights, nearly ten thousand in scale," officers whispered lowly, but the lineup remained still. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Awoo——" a wolf howl sounded, drawing everyone's heads as they saw Little Hart stand atop a cannon, howling at the sky.

"Awoo——"

The distant wolf howl prompted responses from numerous Wild Wolf Soldiers.

Initially, only the Wild Wolf Soldiers howled, but as if contagious, the War Monks also lifted their necks to howl.

At first, it was chaotic, but after two tries, it became unexpectedly uniform.

"Awoo——awoo——"

The wave of howling wolves drowned out the snorts of the war horses, and quite a few steeds even started prancing in fear.

Before the Leia infantry could approach, the immense collective howling of countless wolves slowed their advance just a little.

Gazing at the Leia Army that filled the hills and valleys, Jeska unhurriedly began sharpening his Military Saber with a whetstone.

"Little Hart."

"I'm here, sir."

All eyes turned towards them.

Meanwhile, Thierry took out his notebook, determined to record every word and order Jeska issued in this battle.

Jeska stared directly into Little Hart's eyes: "What do you think about widows?"

Frozen in place, Little Hart clearly didn't expect Jeska to ask that at this moment.

On the side, Bernardo could only rub his forehead, much like the Saint's Grandson before a battle.

Is it Jeska learning from the Saint's Grandson, or the Saint's Grandson learning from Jeska?

"It's about to start, quickly... answer me! Look into my eyes!"

"I don't mind them, but neither do I particularly like them." Little Hart instinctively replied honestly.

"As long as you don't mind." Turning to face the battlefield, Jeska sheathed his Military Saber, "My stepdaughter's husband was exiled to Black Snake Bay during an unbloody winter night, give it your best shot."