Release that Witch Chapter 115: Border Town Defense War (Part 1)

When the enemy appeared far away, Van'er saw those heavily armed Knights. They were riding high horses, wearing bright armor, and slowly approaching small town. Usually a Knight master in the town is a lofty existence, and now there are nearly a hundred people at a glance. This scene made him take a breath of air.

Van'er felt that his palms were sweating again, just like when standing on the city wall for the first time facing Evil Beast, but this time, he was facing a similar Longsong Stronghold noble coalition.

No, he spit, throwing his thoughts aside, similar? When did those noble treat you like you? He thought to himself. Their trip was to **** Border Town and put Northern Slope Mining area back into the control of stronghold. What's more important is that they actually intend to drive His Highness the Prince out of Western Region, which is something that all members of First Army cannot accept.

Your Highness made it clear during the pre-war training yesterday. Timothy Wimbledon, his brother, used his conspiracy to win the throne and killed the old King Wimbledon III. Originally, these things between the royal family and noble, Van'er does not have any opinion on who should be changed when King? But Duke Ryan wants to take this opportunity to take away His Royal Highness's territory, which is too much.

Think about what Border Town was like before His Highness came here. The predecessor feudal lord seems to be an Earl, which is rarely seen in the ordinary times. When buying fur, he brought personal guard and often bought good products in the hands of hunter at low prices. When Months of Demons arrived, the first one fled. When the townspeople suffered in the stronghold slum, they never asked.

Now, Border Town is getting better and better under the control of His Highness the Prince. These changes are visible to everyone. Van'er thought that the more miners output, the more salaries they get. After His Highness put the black machine into the Northern Slope Mine, the extra output was still counted on the miner's head. Whether it is the construction of city walls or the rubble of mines, the remuneration of villagers is paid on time. This winter did not even starve a person to death.

Of course, the biggest change is that the militia team is not, the current First Army. With their guard small town, everyone need not curl up in the cold wooden shed of stronghold in the winter, begging those big men to give them a bite of food. If His Highness the Prince is gone, will Duke still allow First Army to exist?

Van'er Take two deep breaths and wipe your hands with sweat. They certainly will not allow it. stronghold noble does not care about the life and death of the townspeople. This is exactly what His Highness said: Only an army composed of the people will be willing to fight for the people.

He raised head, looking to the left of the sky, there is a dark spot lingering in the distance. If you inadvertently look at it, you think it is a huge bird. That was Artillery team's firing commander Lightning. She used the woods on both sides of the road as a cover and stood high to observe the enemy's movements. When she flew back, Van'er also noticed that as long as she didn't take the initiative to go to the open area, the people below would only look up at the branches on both sides, and it would be difficult to find the witch for investigation from above.

Lightning flew closer to the front in a quarter of an hour, showing green ribbons.

That means that the enemy has entered a 1,000-kilometer range. Van'er does not know how far the "One Thousand" is in His Highness' mouth, but seeing the green signal, he subconsciously shouted the password for filling and adjusting the shooting angle in accordance with the provisions of the comprehensive exercise.

Four artillery groups quickly completed this set of actions, the muzzle firing angle was adjusted to the third gear, and the gunpowder and solid shells have been filled into the barrel.

I thought that standing on the wall against the Evil Beast was already experienced, but Van'er only discovered today that he is still far worse than Iron Axe and Brian. When the array was assembled in the afternoon, his heartbeat had been difficult to stabilize. The two men led their respective groups into the shooting position. Not only did he look as usual, he could even hear a trace of eagerness from the Brian shouting voice. But until now, he hasn't regained his composure. Even the Rodney brothers look better than themselves. This makes Van'er bottom of heart a bit frustrating.

He licked his dry lips and looked for Lightning again.

At this moment, the enemy's forward speed suddenly slowed a lot.

"What are they doing?" Rodney asked.

"Unclear," Cat's Claw widened his eyes and looked, "seems to be adjusting the formation? Their people look a little messy."

"They are waiting for the troops behind," said Jop with a few tremolos. "Knight Master impossible fought alone, they must be followed by a large number of troops."

"You all know that?" Nelson froze.

"I've seen it! A Knight master will bring at least two squires, and a dozen serfs to carry grain and grass for them," he counted with his fingers. "Look, an stronghold Duke, at least There are more than a hundred Knight? At least three hundred people can fight on horseback. With Earl and Viscount in the territory, there are even more! And mercenary, all they do are licking blood with a knife and killing them Everyone comes without blinking! We are only 300 people in total. "

With less than three hundred people, Van'er corrected in his heart. The firearms team has only more than 270 people equipped with weapon. According to His Highness, this is called insufficient production capacity. Those who do not have firearms are now dispatched to Artillery team to carry ammunition for four cannon. But seeing that there was something worse than himself, he felt better.

"That's mercenary, they're here!" Jop whispered.

Van'er glanced over and saw a group of dressed guys gradually occupying the front of the battlefield. They didn't ride or line up, but gathered in twos and threes towards the middle of the field. The Knights spread out to the sides, seemingly giving way to mercenaries. The Duke coalition is much closer to itself than it was half a quarter ago.

At this time, a Knight sped out of the coalition and rushed towards Border Town. Van'er was so nervous, he almost shouted the firing password.

What is this for? He raised head, still did not see Lightning, and the other party was getting closer, while waving a white flag.

"He is envoy from Duke," Jop mumbled, "should come to persuade."

"It doesn't matter to us," Rodney squatted behind cannon, aligning his sight with the center line of the barrel. "Team leader, cannon needs to adjust the downward direction, most of Knight has left the field."

In the previous live ammunition practice, they were repeatedly taught that the attack range of the cannon is on the straight line in front of the muzzle. Therefore, if you want to hit the target, you must make the target overlap the barrel centerline. The five men turned the gun cart slightly until they reintroduced the front Knight unit of the coalition into the direction pointed by the muzzle.

envoy, who came alone, was then escorted by the Carter adult into the line of defense, but Van'er knew that this move by Duke was a waste of time, and His Highness the Prince would never promise to surrender.

Suddenly, Lightning suddenly accelerated towards the small town line of defense, her arms waving, and the yellow ribbon in her hand fluttered against the wind.

The yellow signal indicates that the opponent has entered the range of 800 meters. Within this distance, the solid bomb of cannon has a chance to hit the target. As long as the artillery team Captain does not indicate that firing is prohibited, each artillery group can shoot freely.

The members also noticed this signal, and everyone turned their attention to Van'er, who nodded, take a deep breath, "fire!" (To be continued.)