Chapter 621 Sleepless Night

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"This is simply... God's punishment," Iron Ax sighed, "I can't even see the opponent's shadow, so I can only be beaten passively. If it is an ordinary enemy, it is absolutely impossible to complete this mountain road under the artillery fire."

The commander-in-chief of the First Army had seen the power of the howitzer, so he naturally knew how amazing it would be if it landed in a densely marching team. It was five kilometers away from the first shell landing to the front of the position. The enemy either rushed all the way and used up all their strength before the battle, or continued to advance regardless, dragging the incomplete team to attack the position. Of course, the most likely situation is to disperse in a herd, and the march will directly turn into a rout.

"It's a pity that the enemies we have to deal with are not ordinary," Roland smiled, "and the number of shells is also very limited, otherwise these two fortress cannons alone would be able to wipe out the opponent."

Since the fortress guns are fired with full-loaded ammunition, the rate of fire is as high as eight rounds per minute, and the efficiency of firepower delivery is absolutely insane in this era. Since the alchemists of the capital moved into Neverwinter with a large number of apprentices, the output of double-base propellants has been rising steadily, and the number of shells has become the biggest limitation. The trigger fuze can only be produced manually by Anna at present, an extremely sophisticated machine. The structure restricts the production capacity of the howitzer.

"Your Majesty, all 20 rounds of calibration artillery have been fired," Battalion Commander Fan Nahui reported after repeating the firing several times. "A total of six effective target data have been obtained, which are roughly distributed in the second half of the mountain road."

"Very well, let's stop here today." Roland nodded.

After all, the test projectile also needs to be specially made. Although it uses a solid projectile, its shape and counterweight are the same as the grenade with the fuze installed. This delicate job can only be done by Anna. Every day, she will spare time to make a certain number of test projectiles. For the artillery battalion to shoot.

"Do you need to look elsewhere?" Iron Ax asked.

"No," Roland shook his head after thinking for a moment, "I'll go back to the camp first, you can continue to arrange training for soldiers."

"Yes, Your Majesty," he stood to attention and saluted.

After returning to the camp, Roland leaned on the recliner and let out a sigh of relief. He realized that he didn't have much to do, or that he had already done what he needed to do, and the rest was left to his fate.

Five days ago, the church finally responded. According to Maggie's report, the gates of the holy city were opened wide, and countless people poured out of the city, marching towards Cold Wind Ridge in a neat long line. The armor on the warriors gleamed with silver light, looking down from the sky, it was like a sparkling river running through the impenetrable mountains.

At the same time, the spies stationed in the Old Holy City and Hermes Plateau also sent back secret letters, saying that the scale of the church's actions was unprecedented, and even the number of people active in the city was much less.

Apparently the enemy was out in force.

After receiving the news, Roland immediately rushed to the front line, and his arrival also boosted the morale of the soldiers of the First Army. A decisive battle that will determine the future of both sides is about to come.

More than 4,000 elite soldiers, a reserve knight team provided by the Duke of the North, the preliminary investigation team composed of Lightning and Maggie, Sylvie's firepower guide who never left any dead ends, and the battle witches distributed around the camp, such Preparation is not incomplete. Even the actions of the church were staged step by step in accordance with the combat plan formulated by the staff department. In addition, all the residents of Cold Wind Ridge had been evacuated. Other kingdoms forcibly recruited residents.

This start has been considered perfect enough.

But there was always a trace of worry in Roland's heart.

That is the pure one.

What form they will appear in and what ability they will use to intervene in the decisive battle are unknown.

In order to avoid casualties caused by the enemy's sneak attack, the witches who stayed at the front these days slept in their clothes, and they all gathered in one lobby. Sylvie and Nightingale divided into two groups and took turns to watch the night. As long as they found a magical reaction, the entire camp would be awakened by the echoing siren.

As a result, until today, the church has done nothing but send troops to occupy Cold Wind Ridge. Roland has not even seen the shadow of the Purified.

He didn't know whether the enemy was plotting an earth-shattering conspiracy, or he didn't bother to harass him at all, and planned to crush himself directly on the frontal battlefield.

No matter what, all he can do now is to continue to wait.

...

After dinner, Roland lay down on the bed early, but he couldn't fall asleep until the bright moonlight fell on the bed through the window. Putting on his clothes, he just walked out of the bedroom when the nightingale who was staying outside immediately flickered over.

"Why, can't you sleep?"

"A little bit, probably because there are too many straws under the bed." Roland rubbed his neck, and took out a wheat leaf from his collar. "I feel like something is always pricking my back when I lie on it."

"I think so too," Andrea, who was also in the first half of the night group, echoed, "If you don't bring a big bed, at least two more layers of silk quilts will be laid. The Duke of the Northland is too stingy."

"We are fighting a war, not an outing, gentlemen and ladies," Ashes said unhappily, "it is not bad to have a shelter from the wind and rain, how can there be such a high requirement."

"Of course, for people with rough skin, there is really no difference."

"That's better than being vulnerable."

"I think we need to re-due to see who's really weak."

"After the church is resolved, you will naturally understand."

"Wait...can I place a bet?" Sha Wei raised her hand.

Nightingale pulled him aside, "Don't pay attention to them, this is the routine every night."

Roland smiled and shook his head, "If I had known, I wouldn't have separated the two of them." Since Nightingale's detection range was far smaller than Sylvie's, the fighting task of the first half-night group was handed over to the card-playing trio, plus Nightingale If not, this is already the strongest offensive combination that the witches can come up with. The group in the second half of the night mainly focused on defense, and the members were Agatha, Zefeng, and Iffy, and they were unmatched in controlling and blocking the enemy. "How about the others, are they still adapting?"

"The sisters in the Mutual Aid Society are not as particular as you are," Nightingale said with a blink of an eye. "They have all experienced the days of fleeing and sleeping in the open. In this case, they can fall asleep by closing their eyes."

Well, it seems that he is the one who is the most impatient... Roland sat on the steps, looked up at the stars, and remained silent for a long time, "What will happen to us when this is over?"

Nightingale sat down beside him, "Are you nervous?"

"I'm just feeling a little bit emotional." He touched his nose guiltily, "If we fail to defeat the church..." Will Neverwinter continue in accordance with the current order? Will the kingdom be completely swallowed up by the church, or will it return to the old path of aristocratic separatism? And Anna and the other witches... Can they really escape to Sleeping Island safely?

Unknowingly, he has developed a strong affection for the land and people who have devoted so much effort to create it.

"Don't worry," Nightingale took his hand and said softly, "Just like I did before...as long as I'm still alive, you won't be hurt in any way," she paused, "Besides, our story is just now start."