Release That Witch

Three days had passed quickly, and the defense line had been basically constructed.     

Roland stood on the high platform behind the battlefield in order to inspire all the soldiers in the First Army as if he would go to the battlefield, which was like the Months of Demons against the demonic beasts.     

Due to the special task assigned to her, Nightingale had sneaked into the battlefield with Echo, and the witch Anna took the place of protecting Roland.     

Roland also put on the coating armor, with two revolvers in his waist. If the line of defense did not totally collapse, it would be hard for the soldiers who escaped to cause a threat to him.     

"Coo! The enemies are about 10 kilometers away from here." The huge pigeon fell from the sky and landed on his shoulder.     

"Well done. Continue to monitor." Roland took out a piece of beef from his pocket and handed it to Maggie, and she pecked the meat and swallowed it into her belly, and then flew towards the east.     

With the alternate investigations of Lightning and Maggie, he was clear about the movements of the enemies, so he could easily arrange the battlefield.     

To deal with the crazy warriors who had taken the pills, long and thin lines were not safe, especially according to Lightning's report. Hundreds of people bearing short spears made him particularly care. If it was not wrong, it was likely that the enemies struck first to gain the initiative.     

Usually, the range of throwing weapons was no more than 50 meters, but that was for ordinary people. And Roland was not clear how far the militia could throw the short spears after taking the pills. Once the range was over 100 meters, there would be a threat to the Flintlock Squad. So he chose to put down a number of bunkers and implemented the city with tactics which built an insurmountable line of defense, with buildings covering the hole and flintlocks blocking the roads.     

In the case of sufficient cement, it was easier to build bunkers quickly than construct walls. Although the monolithic bunkers were somewhat fragile in structure, for the Militia without heavy siege equipment, it was an indestructible fortification.     

The 10 bunkers were arranged in a diamond on both sides of the road to form a crossfire. Each bunker was equipped with 24 soldiers, half of which were veterans, and half of which were recruits. The skilled veterans were responsible for the shooting, while the recruits were responsible for filling ammunition. Soraya also painted "optical camouflage" for bunkers. Standing in the distance, the bunker and the surrounding environment were almost the same, it was hard to tell the difference between them.     

In the rear was the artillery, and 20 cannons were lined up. The firing order was the same as the previous one, with the cannons' angles adjusted and the corresponding ammunition loaded according to Lightning's instructions.     

There was also an emergency force standing around the shelling position, which was about 100 people, equipped with flintlocks, which were used to protect the artillery and His Highness from the rear.     

Looking at the soldiers with high morale, Roland felt a little emotional. These people who joined the army because of eggs had shouldered the responsibility to defend their homes after the experiences of the Months of Demons and the defense wars.     

"Your Highness, the enemies are only two kilometers away from us." Lightning flew back to report this time.     

"All right, it's time for Maggie to monitor. You can send the signal for artillery over the forest." Roland nodded and turned back toward the chief knight saying, "I order all members of the First Army to prepare for combat. Get ready to meet the enemy!"     

"Yes!" Carter saluted.     

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Lehmann felt his hand was getting heavier.     

Two days ago, there was still a burning pain in his hand, but now his hand almost lost consciousness. Armor could no longer hold the swelling arm, and there was a red and black mark left in the part which was hit by the hammer. The skin looked like a layer of shiny oil, which was kind of transparent.     

He thought the bone might be broken, and the arm would be gone without treatment. The analgesics found in the church could relieve the pain, but they could not make the bone regenerate. He decided that he would return to the king's city immediately after the battle had stopped. The best pharmacists and alchemists were there, and they might cure his fatal internal injury.     

"Sir Lehmann, is your arm okay?" Levin asked anxiously.     

"It just looks scary." He pretended to be unconcerned. "And the attack on Border Town doesn't need us. We just need to watch by the side."     

"I hope the pain in your arm doesn't make you dizzy." Duane laughed. "Do you known how to attack the town?"     

Duane's tone made Lehmann frown, but now was not the time to care about these little things. "According to the information from the Wolf and Elk aristocracy, they mainly relied on long-distance offensive weapons to curb the knights. This weapon could attack before the knights were speeding up, accompanied by fire and a loud noise, which was similar to a large ballista, and the launch of the projectile was much faster than the bolt."     

"In other words, although it's powerful, it still can't shoot continuously, right?" Levin quickly caught the key points.     

"Yes, the faster we approach the defensive line of the enemies, the less we'll be attacked." Lehmann nodded. "As far as I know, the number of people is also important. The Knightage of Duke Ryan and the knights enlisted by the noble are no more than 200. It was only one step away from breaking the line, and we had 1,500 people. The speed of these idiots after medication was not much slower than the horses, so the results would be completely different from the last one."     

"Or it shouldn't happen at all." Duane did not agree. "Roland Wimbledon might still be waiting in the castle for the messenger group to visit, we just need to go into the castle and cut off his head."     

"No, he must have noticed us," Lehmann said, "don't you see that we haven't met any caravan for three days? The businessman from Longsong Stronghold saw the large army and chose to stay or to return, so it isn't strange. But it's not usual to see the caravan from the town, which only shows that the prince has blocked the border."     

"Now do you understand why His Majesty chose Sir Lehmann as the captain, and not you?" Levin laughed.     

"OK, it seems that your brain is still working right." Duane shrugged. "This way, rather than killing only the prince, killing those who dared to defy His Majesty will be more interesting."     

"Sir Lehmann, there are troops and horses of Border Town in the front," the knight who was responsible for investigation reported.     

"Go, let's check it out." Lehmann pushed the mount forward. At that moment, the outline of the castle had been faintly visible. At the end of the road, there was a shadow moving. He took out the telescope to carefully observe the enemies' defense line. "Those wheeled things should be what the intelligence said were the long-range assault weapons, but their numbers look much greater."     

"Do all of us rush up directly?" Levin asked.     

"This road is so narrow that it can't hold all of the militia." He looked at the right side of the woods. "It's okay to divide a few people from the woods. It doesn't matter if you're slow. If you can attack from the side, that line of defense can't hold up for a long time."     

The moment when Lehmann was ready to adjust the ranks, his eyes suddenly caught a touch of a white shadow.     

He was startled. [Is that... the illusion caused by broken-arm?] When he turned around, he found it was a woman, unexpectedly. She wore a hood, shrouded in a white robe. Before she opened her mouth, a flame suddenly appeared in her hands.     

Lehmann felt as if his head was knocked by a hammer, and the world went into darkness.