Power and Empire Chapter 370: Tear (2)
Chuan Lie’s north wind whistling, blowing from the dense forest of the wilderness, dark green regret...Fly "The pine forest is rustling, and the long and narrow forest area makes this the only way to the center of the wasteland, white The sheepskin tents are full of the wilderness on the east side of the forest, clusters in the east and clusters in the west, like clouds floating in the sky,
A huge fortress constructed of gray stone strips lies between two huge hills. The gray walls are splattered due to years of erosion. Time cannot obliterate the achievements of the fortress, and some sections of the city still remain dim. The blood color and the scorched black burnt by the flames, this shows the stronger the fortress.
The two rows of huge stone walls are like a pair of open hands, spreading along the direction of the hills on both sides, forming a solid line of attack around the fortress, guarding the center of the wilderness, every On the corner of a city wall, there are several pointed arrow towers, dozens of temporary camps made of nearby pine wood, guarding the surroundings around the center like guards.
Hundreds of large blacksmiths in the fortress made a ding-dong percussion, the red stove was steaming in the cold wind, the formed soldering iron squeaked in the cold water, and bundles of arrowheads and shields were piled up. On the ground, mercenaries are constantly coming here with their own weapons. In front of some particularly famous blacksmith shops, even a long queue of dragons is lined up.
These are the blacksmiths from their respective territories. They are the precious private property of the lords and the most indispensable resources in the war. They are usually responsible for the maintenance of weapons in the territory and the creation of tools
During the war, the blacksmiths will follow the lord on the march. A good blacksmith can ensure that a team will not be defeated by the enemy due to weapon problems in the battle. In the minds of the soldiers, they have their own full-time on the battlefield. Blacksmith, that is a very remarkable thing. Blacksmith is the most noble profession in the eyes of westerners
Their identities are very special. They belong to the scarce resources of this era. A qualified blacksmith needs at least three years of training, and it takes even eight years to be promoted to a senior blacksmith. Except for a dozen larger families in the entire western region, Most of the little lords basically have no qualifications and strength, and have senior blacksmiths who can build full body armor, so even if they are captured in the war, they will be offered by their new masters like treasures.
The "lock lock" rang the bell quickly, the huge door of the fortress slowly exposed a gap, and the eight-meter suspension bridge in front was slowly released.
"Papa" horseshoes leaped, several groups of light cavalry holding the Bald Eagle battle flag of the Momo family rushed out of the fortress, and the towering spear flag in the hands of the leader knight rustled in the wind.
Holding the battle flag high, these cavalry units galloped along the hills on the outside of the fortress wall. The horseshoe rumbling, rolling up a burst of dust, attracted the cheers of the guards on the wall, like the cheers of tens of thousands of people. Waves of winter thunder raised the morale of the army to a high level
This is Womit, a fortress in the center of the wasteland. It is the scheduled battle site of Maumoravente.
This large fortress that has been built for 30 years is the largest fortress in the west. The wall is five meters high, five miles long, and three miles wide, enough to station more than 50,000 troops. In the short history of the Western Alliance, this This fortress once blocked the Kingdom’s two encirclement and suppression campaigns for the Western Alliance,
In the native language of westerners, Womit means steel
The second horn of war sounded in the western land. After receiving an emergency mobilization order from the Maomo family, all the lords of the central wasteland led their troops to shrink the defense line to the Womit Fortress.
The strong cohesion of the Westerners was revealed at a critical moment. In just three days, a coalition of nearly 10,000 people was quickly assembled in the Womit area of the central wasteland, plus a flag regiment reinforced by the Maomo family. , The total force exceeds 10,000,
This is the largest gathering of troops in the history of the West.
In order to increase the confidence of the lords, the Momo family even took out their own five thousand Momo light cavalry, and the Momo Lavente who led the team firmly believed that,
Even if the Samor army is elite and good at fighting, it will be crushed in front of this strong fortress, and Steel Womit will definitely be able to continue its glory!
The cold wind bursts, and the wind in the wilderness is like a wild horse running off the rein, and Moravente’s face hurts with his tongue,
Mao Mo La Vent took a few guards and family generals to stand on the fortress. This is the first time that Ma Mo La Vent has commanded a large-scale war. Moravente is more often in touch with how to handle internal affairs. There has been no war in the west for a long time.
The last large-scale war was the Battle of Womit Wilderness 26 years ago. It was here that the Mammoth family led a coalition of sixty-eight lords in the West, and defeated the 8,000 main forces of the Vecya royal family. It has established peace and stability in the western region for more than two decades. This is only a childhood memory for the Maomolavent generation. The fight and **** of the past have long become the sighs of the old people. "War is actually also It's not that scary!" Mao Moravante moved his mouth while watching the cheering soldiers. Thousands of lord's flags of various colors were like tens of thousands of troops tumbling in the ocean, making him feel excited. The Junnon small school from Samang City, "Fanjing was thrown out of the sky because of the spectacular situation in front of you
It has been three days for the Samor army to reach the edge of the wasteland. After clearing out a dozen weak lords, tens of thousands of troops were stationed on the spot. Maumoravente originally expected to see Samor in the afternoon at the latest. People, but until noon today, except for the cold wind in the wilderness, not even a shadow is seen,
"Damn the Samor!" Mammoravente felt depressed. Looking at the empty wilderness in the distance, he whispered in a low voice. The whole Wichia knew that the Samor army was the elite of the elite.
The longest assault operation, the weird and static warfare like now, makes Maomolavent unconscious, and the person who can be looked at by Maomodayin will definitely not be a fool, Maomolavent From the current calm, I can feel the storm that is about to face,
Jonster’s so-called battle against Saran in ten days is definitely not just a threat! What I will face is an elite division who almost conquered the entire kingdom
"How is the situation with the scouts? Mammoravente turned and asked the commander of Wentai Qi, who was a scout behind him. This is a straight-forward western warrior with a dark face like steel,
Years of living in the wild, eating and sleeping in the wild, made him look slightly old, but the occasional cold light in his eyes still pierced like a needle. Wen Tai was once the best scout in the entire west, and his superb tracking skills made him look old. He is known as the eyes of the Maomo family. In the vast wilderness, no one can escape Wen Tai’s eyes.
"There is still no situation at the moment." Wen Tai looked ugly and said, "I have sent three additional teams of scouts to expand the scope of investigation to fifty miles, but there is still no trace.
"Except for the Samor infantry flag regiment stationed on the edge of the desert, the six thousand Samor cavalry guards were like being steamed by the wilderness sun! The only possibility is that the Samor cavalry did not enter the central wasteland at all." . Winter hesitated, breaking the nails and cutting the railway
"Didn't enter the central wasteland?, Little Molavent muttered strangely, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Winter Road. "You mean the Nose Moore cavalry detoured the western snow mountain area, wanting to bypass the central wasteland and directly assault Saran City. ! "
"It's impossible!" Maumoravente immediately shook his head and said, "The snow mountain area in the west is covered with snow all the year round, which is not suitable for cavalry operations. Moreover, the Seven-Colored Leaf Family of the Snow Mountain will not easily let the Samorians go! Snow Mountain Although people are not in harmony with us, they are still Westerners, and they will not betray the West at a critical moment!"
"No, sir, you misunderstood!, Xiao Wentai looked at Mao Moravente who was a little out of control, and pointed to the lord barracks on the east side of the castle. "The subordinate means that there is a problem in our internal affairs. Emergency mobilization order. It has been three days, but only 56 lords of the 68 lords in the central wasteland have come, and the other twelve lords are still watching! , This should be the reason why the Samor army did not enter the central wasteland immediately! "
"According to many lords who came to gather, Samer sent an envoy to them, asking them to touch their chin, and was silent for a while. "Although most lords have chosen to support us, we cannot Completely rule out the situation you said! "
Wen Tai said sternly, "My lord, I think things may be worse than we thought. I have sent someone to count. The twelve lords who have not yet arrived include the Ventuk family and the Sataris family~ IndoMTL.com~ These two families are guarding the flanks of Womit Fortress, which is a long and narrow forest. If it is really like what the adults said, I think the Samor cavalry must be hiding in this area!"
"You mean they are going to use the Ventura Corridor to assault our flanks!" Mammoravente's face was slightly flustered, and he raised his head and looked towards the northwest. An ink-colored forest was like a dark cloud covering the fortress. In the northern section, the dense forest extends to 50 meters away from the city wall.
When the two armies were fighting, an elite cavalry suddenly rushed out from the spreading forest nearby. Mao Molavent's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned to face Wen Tai.
"You guessed right. The Ventuk forest stretches for hundreds of miles. The Samor army can use cavalry to clear out the secret guards we set up, and then send a large number of troops into Ventuk city on the edge of the wasteland, which is the most flanking. The important line of defense, if the Samor army breaks through, the inner wall of Womit will be exposed to long-range strikes from the Samor army. I have ordered Aaron Tiko to lead five thousand people to garrison there, but now it seems that this I’m afraid it’s not enough!"
Wen Tai said with a solemn expression, "Most of the Samor cavalry are light cavalry. The topography of the Ventuk promenade is complicated. I believe that the main Samor troops have not moved because the cavalry has not cleared the promenade. In that case, his subordinates are willing to lead five Thousands of Momo cavalry ambushed along the promenade, so that the Samors also know how powerful my Momo family is!"