Chapter 105 Protracted War

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The battle belonging to the Second Corps of the Eagle Legion started on the second day of the siege battle.

The Second Corps, with a total of more than 10,000 people, was divided into two parts to attack the west gate and the north gate of Odis City. It seemed that neither the Marquis of Mammon nor the Prince of Kensel were planning to give the Charlois a chance to breathe.

Locke's battalion was assigned to the team at the West City Gate. There was no specific task. It was to harass and create chaos as much as possible.

The rulers of Faustin also know that Otis City, the city where the Charlois garrisoned, has long been built into a fortress-like existence.

All they need to do now is to make a crack in this iron wall.

To be clear, the troops attacking after the third batch of Locke are all feints. Yesterday, the 3rd Corps had paid enough, and I believe those Charlois who were defending the city also knew a little bit about it, and would not dare to go out of the city for a decisive battle.

This, then, means that the initiative is in the hands of Faustin's army. Prince Kensell, who has led troops for more than five years, is obviously better at military mobilization than Marquis Philip of Charlot and their king.

Locke, who still had Grace's request in his heart, went to the battlefield of Odis City siege.

"O'Gorn, Billy! Go! Go! Go!" At a wall in Odis City, Locke shouted to the soldiers under him, waving his arms.

Their battalion has been fighting at the corner of the West City Gate for nearly half a day. At least five charges were launched against the Charlois on the city wall, but they were all blocked. The countless kerosene and saffron made the Forstan soldiers who were attacking the city miserable.

The cavalry squadron was Baron Kaidozi's trump card. Of course, Baron Kaidozi would not let the soldiers waste in vain. Whether it is a powerful Will Knight or a relatively safe attacking position, the cavalry squadron suffers low losses in successive siege battles.

Locke, who has been promoted to a low-level attendant, has not suffered any trauma at all. In the eyes of Locke, who has been blessed by vindictive spirit, the rolling stones and wood that fell down can be slow and can be easily avoided. There are also arrows in the sky, and Locke needs to pay attention.

Although he couldn't pierce his armor, it was enough for Locke to pierce the skin in the gap of the armor.

The boring siege battle has no tactics at all, it is just tough. Whether it is Faustain or Charlo, they are all exchanging the lives of their own soldiers for the soldiers of the other side.

Because they no longer belong to the same squadron, it is difficult for Locke to take care of Kane, Hans and others. Fortunately, Hans said that he had just cultivated Dou Qi, and he had already condensed the seeds of Dou Qi and possessed a bit of self-protection power.

Kane can't do it. Kane, who was originally a scout, is extremely disadvantageous in dealing with this kind of head-to-head siege. I hope the two can take care of themselves, Locke sighed.

However, there is no need for Locke to worry too much. Hans is also a first-level squadron leader, and Kane is currently a squad leader. They all have their own group of brothers, and they are not attacking the most intense places, and the danger is not very high.

The resistance of Odis City did not surprise the top officials of Faustain. If Odis City, a royal capital, could be easily captured by them, it would not be called a capital.

Prince Kensel was not in a hurry, the Marquis of Mammon was not in a hurry, and Faustin was not in a hurry at home. Facing the last battle of the beasts of the Charlois, the Faustains showed patience.

Are they really in no hurry? According to the Falun Kingdom's grain report last month, the amount of winter wheat that was just planted in winter was 20 percent lower than last year due to factors such as manpower. If there is not enough imported food, there will definitely be a severe famine in Faustin between spring and summer next year. At least one-tenth of the population will die from famine.

However, in fact, the Forstan Kingdom has so far, for two consecutive years, mainly relied on imports from the Southern Likia Union.

If the Lycia Union stops importing food to Faustin one day, Faustain's top management can't imagine what incalculable consequences will be produced.

But that's how it is. For the city of Odis, which the Charlois last held on to, after making a decision, Faustain's top management still used the method of boiling frogs in warm water to slowly grind them away.

It was not until the evening that Locke's Second Corps was transferred back by Marquis of Mammon. On the way back, Locke found that the soldiers of the First Corps of the Eagle Legion were ready to go and began to approach the city gate of Charlo.

The first corps is the elite of the entire Eagle Corps, and it is also the soul of the Eagle Corps. Compared with the other three corps, the difference in combat effectiveness is not even a little bit. Locke believes that tonight's battle will definitely make those defending the city. The Charlois were taken aback.

After two days and one night of 'small fights', the Marquis of Mammon was finally going to use his trump card on the second night.

Locke, who had retreated to the camp, bit the wheat cake that had just been sent, and ate silently with a group of soldiers. Fighting for a whole day, they consumed a lot of physical strength, and they also revealed that the warm wheat cakes came just right.

The sound of everyone eating is very quiet, and the soldiers who have just experienced a battle are not joking and laughing. Today's battle was not too intense for Kaidoqi Battalion, and it was even less thrilling for their cavalry squadron, but everyone was relatively silent.

The cavalry squadron led by Will Knight was not without casualties today. Compared with the professional infantry, the cavalry who dismounted from the horse was still a little less flexible. Locke and Will Knight have tried their best to reduce casualties, but after all, it is a squadron of more than 100 people, and the two knight attendants cannot do everything.

four soldiers

Two days later, they got out of the battle. Two of them were hit by spruce trees that fell from the top of the city and died on the spot. The other two suffered arrow wounds and burns from kerosene and needed to go to the rear to recuperate.

To sum up, today's results, as squadron captains, Will Knight and Locke are still acceptable. Compared to the other four squadrons, their losses were already minimal.

In addition to the low losses of the 1st and 2nd squadrons led by Captain Monte and Uncle Joschak, Hans and the others, a squadron mostly composed of recruits, showed their immaturity as recruits in today's first battle. .

A full one-fifth of the soldiers were injured to varying degrees and needed to be repaired, which seemed so abrupt in the other squadrons.

The 4th Squadron, composed of mercenaries, left a deep impression on the soldiers of the Kaidoqi Battalion. Because they were the first to rush up, but their losses fell below everyone's eyes.

With zero casualties, the soldiers of the Kaidoqi Battalion realized the capabilities displayed by this mercenary team that had done business in various countries around Faustin.

Not to mention the exclamations of the soldiers, Baron Kaidozi, who was watching the battle at the rear, knew the team the most, because he had been paying attention to the movements of the front line from beginning to end.

The money was not in vain, that was what Baron Kedozzi thought. In order to hire this mercenary team of nearly 100 people, Baron Kaidoqi emptied half of the truck of gold coins seized from France City.

The result is also gratifying. Baron Kaidozi is confident that this mercenary team with good combat power will earn enough compensation for him in the subsequent distribution of the spoils.

After Locke finished eating, he took time to look at Hans and Kane.

Both of them were fine, Hans's younger brother Hank, this squeaking boy, was shot in the right arm by a stray arrow. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and after bandaging, he could swing normally.

The baron wouldn't allow him to go to the rear for repairing this kind of minor injury, but because he was Hans' younger brother, everyone turned a blind eye and asked the doctor to carry him away.

Hank was also smart, knowing when not to do and when not to do it, and he didn't try to be brave. He followed the injured group of soldiers to the rear.

At night, outside Otis, there were still shouts of killing. Whether it was the first corps of the Eagle Legion or the newly added corps of the Lion Legion, they all gave a great surprise to the Charlois who were defending the city.

Miller, with red eyes, was carrying a sapwood under the west gate of Otis City. Since last night, he was forcibly pulled out of his home by the soldiers guarding the city, and he has been doing the work of transporting supplies for the city.

The huge wood that the two of them hugged needs to be dragged by Miller alone to the city wall. He couldn't stop in the middle, and he carried Miller for a whole day and night, and in the middle he just nibbled a few potatoes that he brought from home.

Fortunately, his wife was smart and stuffed a potato into his clothes before he was taken away.

Originally working on the city wall, the Charlo defenders would have given them food, but because the Faustains have not stopped attacking for a moment, the soldiers defending the city have never had a bite to eat, so who would have the time to spare? Take care of their coolies.

Dragging another sapwood to the city wall, Miller bent down and carefully went down the steps. The arrows and boulders that fell from time to time made Miller feel no sense of security on the city wall.

"Pfft!" An arrow accurately hit the eye socket of a Charlois soldier next to Miller. The arrow shot from the soldier's left eye and shot out from the back of his right head, bringing out a piece of brain. White, red.

Some of them also splashed on Miller's face.

Holding back his throat, Miller quickened his pace. But God just wouldn't let him do it. "You! Come here! Yes, it's you!" A person who seemed to be a non-commissioned officer of Charlot pointed to Miller and let him go.

Miller, who was just a civilian, ran over with his waist down. "Take it!" The non-commissioned officer stuffed a long spear into Miller's hand, "Go guard that arrow stack!"

Miller, who was just an ordinary citizen two days ago, was so frightened by this sudden encounter that he lost his tongue. "My lord... I, I'm just carrying supplies..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Go!" The sergeant interrupted Miller, turning around and running to another place. The fighting on the top of the city is still fierce, and fighting is taking place everywhere.

Miller, with a spear in his hand, shook his legs and moved in the direction the sergeant pointed. He did not dare to run away, because there were many corpses of Charlois soldiers on the surrounding city walls. They were not shot and killed by the Faustains under the city, but were executed by Colonel Lejia because they wanted to be deserters.

Miller, who had just taken two steps, suddenly turned back.

Not far away, an archer in an arrow stack had already aimed his arrow at Miller. He had shot and killed a lot of deserters in the past two days.

But the arrow did not go out after all, because he saw the 'deserter' stop.

Miller turned back and walked to the unlucky ghost who had just died. He nimbly took off the armor of the dead soldier and put it on himself, ignoring the discomfort of the blood. He also took away the long sword that the soldier held in his hand and a dozen copper coins hidden in his trouser pocket.

After all this was done, Miller ran towards the arrow stack.

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