Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 708 Catapult

The barracks of Ao San Emma were connected in one piece, and the excessive force made them have to let most of the soldiers stay in the camp where they were stationed during the siege even after taking Pakli.

At this time, the camp was full of jubilation. As the dragon knight said, the La Rochelle festival was celebrated in the land of the La Rochelle people, but the La Rochelle people could only sink in the war. In the midst of suffering, this is not a kind of joy——

Grote Kosis let down his straight waist for a rare occasion, and lay comfortably in the soft fur-covered recliner.As the commander of this "Coalition Army of the Lords of the West of St. Emma", he did not have a good rest during the previous siege of Parkri.

During the final offensive, he was on the front line, almost sticking to the city wall, giving orders. The high-intensity battle had already made him exhausted. What's more, after he finally captured Parkri and won the victory, he had to send him off in a polite manner. The mage group who came to support, as well as the support troops of the Hilaria Legion, exhausted his patience even more.

At this time, he regretted a little, why did he take on this hard job - he is the nephew of Aldrich Kosis, the current prime minister of the Austrian Emma Empire. Room for advancement.

"Damn La Rochelle, wouldn't it be over if you surrender early?" He muttered, while reaching out to push the trigger of a magic device on the table, melodious music suddenly floated out of the device:

"Tonight~ Let's dance on the blue Laiya River, watching the moonlight flowing and the red dress rippling~"

He closed his eyes amidst the melodious singing, rocked the recliner, and was enjoying himself, when a noise of neighing horses sounded outside the barracks, followed by the sound of horns—

"Doo-doo-doo-doo-"

"The rallying call? Who blows the rallying call?"

He slapped the magic device with his palm, and this delicate gadget couldn't bear the force of his palm and shattered.Before he got up and opened the tent door of the barracks, a figure of scout had already opened the curtain door and rushed into the barracks:
"General Cosis! La Rochelle, we have discovered the La Rochelle army!"

"What are you talking about?" Grote Kossis' eyes widened, but he didn't panic too much.He jumped up nimbly, stretched out his hand to grab the pen, walked to the table next to him in three or two steps, and asked while spreading out the map:
"How many people are there? Where did they come from? Are they reinforcements from Hylia in the northeast? No, their main force has been destroyed by our earth dragon..."

"Northwest, it's the northwest!" the scout repeatedly shouted, "We saw a La Rochelle barracks in the northwest. The number and type of troops are unknown."

"Northwest? Could it be that they are dispatching the garrison of the dilapidated long wall?" Grote Kessis snorted, "They want to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack before we finish repairing Parkri? I can't see that they have Have the courage to mobilize the strength of the rear defense."

"It's a pity...you're overestimating your capabilities!"

He had a rough estimate of the number of troops stationed in La Rochelle. The total number of troops stationed in the entire Adler region was no more than 6 at best. Excluding the number of people who had been damaged in battle, it was estimated that there were no more than 5 troops.

Moreover, most of these troops have to be used to garrison the broken long wall that was built, which is called "supporting the front-line towns at any time", but in reality?When Parker was beaten into a sieve, he didn't see the reinforcements from La Rochelle, did he?
"Just trying to harass us? Or are they really stupid enough to come and kill us?"

Grote Kossis was speculating in his heart, thinking about how to deploy troops to deal with this group of La Rochelle people who did not know what to do, when he suddenly heard a loud "boom" in the camp outside the tent , followed by chaotic shouts.

"What happened? How did it become such a mess?" Grote Kosis was puzzled, strode out of the barracks, and the scene in front of him stunned him on the spot:

There was a huge, flaming stone between the camps ahead, and most of it sank into the soil.Several tents were crushed by stones and collapsed, and the puddles of fleshy mud under them could be vaguely discerned...

The flames carried by the boulder were still spreading among the barracks, and several surrounding tents were already on fire, and soldiers were organizing to put it out.

"The catapult! It's the catapult of the people of La Rochelle!" Amidst the shouts of the soldiers, groups of cavalry had already organized, passed through the barracks, and lined up outside the barracks. The leading knight shouted: "This weight Their catapults are definitely not too far away, follow me and dismantle those vehicles directly!"

This team of cavalry rushed out of the barracks quickly, and Cosis suppressed the surprise in his heart—although he didn’t know how the people of La Rochelle transported such a heavy thing like a catapult to the front line, and even pushed it enough to threaten To the place of the barracks at Al St. Emma.However, the throwing distance of an ordinary catapult is between 800 and [-] meters, and the throwing distance of a magic-driven catapult is only about two kilometers for the latest model developed by Osan Emma. For the cavalry, it only takes a short charge. Take it down.

"Order, the entire scout battalion is dispatched to find out the size of the La Rochelle army and the supply route. Let Count Louis, Augustine, and Jeremiah immediately lead their troops to meet the La Rochelle people!"

After Grote Kosis gave the order, he immediately turned around and prepared to return to the barracks.But just as he turned around, he heard a piercing sound in midair, followed by a scorching breath hitting his back——

"General Cosis!"

There was a cry of exclamation from his side, and he hurriedly turned his head, only to see a huge boulder, impartial, smashing towards the main barracks where he was!
In that instant, a scorching flame flashed in front of him, and a figure abruptly blocked Grote Kosis's face, followed by a flurry of red light.

The boulder seemed to pause in mid-air, and then suddenly exploded into several small pieces, flying down to various parts of the barracks.

And the figure in front of him slowly lowered the long knife held high in his hand.

"General Cosis, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Grote Kosis was still in shock. He held his chest for a moment before he recovered and said with a long breath, "Jerome, it's lucky to have you here."

"It's because the rescue came late." The guard named Jerome shook his head and reached out to wipe away the flying dust in front of him.

His complexion is a deep wheat color, his face is long and narrow, his curly hair is tied in a bunch behind his head, and there is evil spirit in his eyes.He was wearing a simple leather jacket, even showing half of his waist; holding a spear upside down in his hand, he looked sharp and chic.Not like a soldier, but like a mercenary.

While the two were talking, Grote glanced to the side, only to find that there were still several fire marks piercing the sky, falling to all parts of the barracks.The bangs and screams followed closely, and one could imagine how much damage this round of stone throwing had caused to the troops of the Ao San Emma.

"These La Rochelle people..." Grote Cossis gritted his teeth and roared, "Jerome, escort me to the front line, I want to watch those La Rochelle people be smashed by our cavalry with my own eyes! "

"Yes!"

Jerome, guarding against possible stone throwing again, escorted Grothe Kossis out of the barracks on horseback, but happened to see a group of returning cavalry.

"Bakr, where are those catapults from La Rochelle? Have you finished dismantling them?" Grote Kossis shouted, and the leading knight whose name was called took off his helmet with an embarrassing look on his face. Look: "I'm sorry, General...we can't dismantle those catapults."

"Trash!" Grote was so angry that he was about to step forward and slap the knight, who quickly argued: "General, it's not that we don't want to dismantle it, it's that those catapults are far beyond the range of conventional catapults, at least five kilometers Far!"

"La Rochelle's position is also set up there. It's bright and full of shield soldiers. As soon as we approached, archers shot arrows at us!"

"Five kilometers?" Grote Kossis almost couldn't sit still, and even laughed, "Tell me, what kind of catapult can throw five kilometers, or a boulder of this weight? Is it you who didn't wake up or me?" Didn't wake up?"

"It's true! Hawkeye scouts are right behind us!"

In the voice, the scout who is good at eagle eye soon returned to the camp and reported to Grote Kessis: "General, the La Rochelle infantry position has been set up, just four kilometers away to the northwest. , estimate the number of at least two legions."

"The two legions... At least 4000 people?" Grote Kosis closed his eyes slightly, and he had suppressed the impetuousness in his heart at this time. He thought quickly, and then said:

"As usual, Louis, Augustine, and Jeremiah, let their infantry attack first and escort our repeaters to the front. Buckle, you lead your knights, and take half a cavalry battalion to move west. South, prepare to flank the La Rochelle positions."

"Yes." Cavalier Barker took the order, and then led his knights to the other side of the camp.

"General, it seems that the continuous crossbowmen are not enough to quickly tear through the La Rochelle line." Jerome whispered from the side.

"Of course, so...you go and tell the Earth Dragon Legion that the army must be assembled immediately, and prepare to attack the La Rochelle people from the northeast—"

He suddenly clenched his fist and swung it vigorously in the air: "I still think it's not enough for those people to divide half of the military achievements, but it's just that these people from La Rochelle will add to me!"

"They all have to die here!"

He was in high spirits, but suddenly felt a violent tremor on the ground under his feet, which almost shook him off his horse.Jerome quickly supported him, but then there was a loud bang from nowhere, which made his head dizzy——

"Jerome, is it throwing stones again? Did the throwing stone hit us?" He covered his head and shouted loudly, but what he saw was the dull expression of his guards, looking to their north.

"Jerome, Jerome?" he cried, looking in that direction, and then lost his voice:
On the endless white wilderness, a mountain suddenly appeared at this time——

And there, it was originally the station of their Earth Dragon Legion.

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"Atsk has already begun to attack."

Cyril straightened his upper body, looking at the arc of flint piercing the sky in the distance.The new metals and new runes provided by the Lurea Research Institute allow their trebuchets to cast heavier boulders at a distance exceeding the current top level of trebuchets.

Perhaps for Lurea's era, this was just the conventional level of legion configuration, but in this era, it is already the most top-notch long-range firepower except for the magic crystal cannon.

"Then our side?" Tower Master O'Brien asked.

"Let's get started." Cyril nodded towards Zimmerman, "With the temper of the people of Albion Saint Emma, ​​they will definitely not think about defending after being beaten, but think about how to fight back immediately."

"The two armies are confronting each other. We will not take the initiative to charge. What we need to guard against is the flank charge of the Earth Dragon Legion of the Orsan Emma people—don't give them this chance."

And the old mage Zimmerman has already lowered his head, the long staff in his hand lit up with earth-colored light, and began to chant in a low voice:

"By Huxter, the god of the earth, and Nora, the great god of nature, I pray that the plains before me will be disturbed, that the heavy elements will obey my orders, and that the mountains and rivers will rise. Now, I put my magic power on Zhu, please—”

"Mountain giant, stand tall on the earth!"

Amid his sudden high-pitched singing, the ground in front of him began to tremble violently, the bright yellow luster of the earth element replaced the white cap, and the ground gradually began to crack.

The breeder who was still feeding the earth dragon screamed. The earth dragon in front of him had already fallen into an irreparable frenzy, and violently squeezed the breeder back and forth, and finally stepped on his waist.

But this couldn't stop the cracks that had long been lurking under the earth dragons from widening. In almost an instant, the entire garrison of the earth dragon army was sinking.Although those earth dragons are huge, they can't play any role in this kind of ground sinking, they can only make dragon sounds in vain.

And the soil beneath them didn't just disappear out of thin air.The khaki-yellow element track outlines a huge phantom in mid-air, and the soil is quickly transformed into elements, filling into the tall phantom that almost covers the sky in front of the three of them——

"The steps of casting a spell: first, build a spell model, and second, fill it with magic power."

The most basic principle of spell casting has achieved a qualitative change under the absolute change of magic power.

When the wandering earth elements regroup, they turn into hard enchanted stones, which are stacked and assembled alternately, feet, legs, waist, chest, arms, hands, neck, head...

When the dark brown soil turned into a complete head, the spell jointly constructed by Lewis Zimmerman and Lord O'Brien was completely completed——

It was a mountain that should not have appeared on the plain.

With a light wave of Zimmerman's staff, the mountain took a step forward.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The mountain giant stands tall on the earth.

(End of this chapter)