My name is Ren

Chapter 51 War has never been a stage for individual heroism
It's just an online novel, too serious is not good.

Internet novels are not serious literature in themselves. Whether it is a popular book or a niche book like mine, the ultimate purpose is nothing more than entertainment.If you insist on finding fault with this book line by line, I really can’t help it. Those historical books that have been revised into volumes and placed in major libraries are overthrown at every turn, not to mention my nonsense. What about web novels?Finally, I would like to thank the Superman brother who pushed this book, calm down.

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When two 20-man cavalry vanguards approached Ortrenburg and began pre-war reconnaissance, all Ortrenburgers realized that war was coming.

On the city wall, Blair's expression became serious as he watched the two cavalry teams circle around Ortrenburg from a long distance.He is a knight, and he knows the rules of cavalry battles well. These two vanguards are not here to watch the fun. They will carefully record the terrain around Ortrenburg, which places are suitable for charging, and which places are not suitable for cavalry. Those who set foot in will be strictly reported to the leader of the cavalry.

Cavalry is a very challenging unit. Unlike infantry, they can charge regardless of any terrain.

The running of war horses requires a suitable venue, preferably flat grasslands and Gobi, and it is best to rush from uphill to downhill to maximize maneuverability.

Once encountering uneven and undulating terrain, the lethality of the cavalry will be doubled.The war horse is not a powerful beast, it can carry a heavy knight with two sets of armor, and it can maintain speed when going uphill.Once it is necessary to climb a slope, the distance of the cavalry's charge will be shortened to the maximum extent. Without a fast charge, the cavalry will lose its greatest advantage.

"This is a very orthodox army. It's a pity that we are short of manpower and can't drive these cavalry." Blair frowned. He is a knight who has studied systematically, not only learning fighting spirit, but also learning battle formation.He clenched his hand on the hilt of the sword, "My lord, are those little things of yours really useful?"

Ren was standing next to him, leaning on the wall with one hand, and there was no trace of anxiety on his face.

The cavalry attacking the city-state was nothing short of a joke. When the Mongols, as powerful as the army, swept across Europe, they were also battered in the face of European-style castles.He didn't believe it, these 500 people could take Ortrenburg.

What's more, he has made sufficient arrangements in the past few days. Large and small horse traps can be seen everywhere outside the city, all covered by withered and yellow weeds.Wren mobilized all the blacksmiths in the city to create a slender, triangular shovel.This kind of shovel is one and a half feet long, with a tapered front end and a broad and thick rear end.Step on it with a shovel and turn it hard to lift it up, and it will be a conical horse trap.The hole, which is larger than a palm, becomes narrower and narrower as the depth deepens.

As long as the horse's hoof is stepped in, if it is stepped on firmly, it will be stuck inside and cannot be pulled out.A car speeding at high speed can't control its direction after a sudden brake, let alone a war horse that is far inferior to a mechanically precise and reliable war horse?

Ren turned his face and glanced at Blair, "Just wait and see, it will definitely be more useful than you think."

The two cavalry vanguards outside the city quickly returned to their orders with satisfaction. The terrain in the Ortrenburg area is very flat, which is very suitable for galloping horses, especially the official road facing the city gate. After several overhauls, there is no damage at all. , completely paved a deadly road leading straight to Ortrenburg.

The leader of the knights who was in charge of attacking Ortrenburg this time was a retainer of the Bohr family. He was loyal, especially he was calm and wise, and he did not have the arrogant conceit of the Boer family at all.

Listening to the feedback from the vanguard, the knight leader named Luos nodded slightly. He stared at the city in the distance, always feeling that it shouldn't be so calm, as if something had been overlooked.But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, and asked suspiciously: "Are you sure there are really no ambushes around?"

The two vanguard captains glanced at each other, stomped their feet and raised their chests, "I have checked carefully, and there is indeed no trace of an ambush around Ortrenburg. We also went in to check the dense forest in the distance, and we didn't find anyone staying there." Mark of."

Luosi touched the two mustaches on his lips, looked at the city from a distance, walked back and forth a few steps, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and looked at a big man behind him.The big man is in his thirties, 30 meters tall and six feet tall. His muscles are like the most outstanding masterpieces of a sculptor. The muscles cut out by knives and axes are full of explosive power.The small, strong man patted his chest, and two slightly blurred handprints suddenly appeared on the sturdy breastplate.

Luosi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this strong man was around, it would not be difficult to capture Ortrenburg.This strong man was born to be a strong man, but his parents seemed to have misplaced his talent for size, turning him into a devil with muscular muscles.With the power of his sixth-level titled knight, an eighty-pound solid two-handed long-handled hammer is as light as a toy in his hands.Neither the city wall nor the city gate will be a match for the hammer in his hand.

Luosi took a deep breath, and his attendants immediately began to adjust his armor for the last time.Every latch was unlocked and re-fastened, and the connection between each piece of armor was strictly checked several times.More than ten minutes after the last syllable was uttered, Luosi's armor was completely put on. He held the helmet under his arm in one hand and walked out, "Blow the horn and prepare to attack."

The short and strong man walked aside and picked up the extremely heavy two-handed hammer, bouncing behind Luosi.

After tonight, his name will be spread throughout Bell Province.

The knights who were ready to go broke out of the camp and arranged in a triangular formation, the little knight ranked first.He closed his mask, and the [-]-jin hammer that required two people to lift was dragged obliquely on the ground as if nothing was in his hand.The armored wildebeest under the seat is taller and stronger than other war horses, and every muscle fiber under the shiny fur of its limbs is clearly visible. As it starts to take a step, the muscles contract and stretch, full of beauty.

The entire array began to move, and the thunderous roar gradually spread. The little knight shouted excitedly, shouting some syllables that others could not understand, and quickly slammed into the city gate.

On the city wall, Ren's expression was not so good. According to the records of the City Lord's Mansion, there should still be twelve ballistas left in this former military fortress.If a volley were fired at the cavalry on the official road at this time, the scene would be too beautiful to describe in words.But it is a pity that these ballistas that should have existed have long disappeared, and the treasury is empty, only some fat mice are busy running back and forth.

Needless to say, Ren knew that those ballistas were either exchanged for money by the previous city lords, or were secretly transported away by the destroyed forces.

Whether it is Orlando or the Byron Empire, this kind of war supplies will never be too much.

He slammed the wall hard, and Ren sighed, "Blair, I'll leave the rest to you."

It is the most correct choice to entrust specialized things to specialized people.Ren may be a little better at playing tricks, but Ren really doesn't know anything about commanding wars.He will not randomly instruct professionals to do what to do. Serious observation on the sidelines is what he needs to do most now.

Blair shook his wrist, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the little man who was running on the official road. The two-handed hammer in his hand had already posed a great threat to the city gate.

Without the slightest hesitation, Blair gave an order to the people on the city wall, "Pour down the oil, and pour down the stones."

The wooden barrels were thrown down one by one, and the light yellow liquid splashed in all directions after the rupture. Large and small stones were almost piled up on the road in front of the city gate.Blair drew out the long sword hanging from his waist, jumped up and stood on the wall.The fighting spirit in his body began to flow and move, covering the long sword in his hand with a faint red light.

Luosi had already seen the man in knight armor on the city wall. He raised his whip and pointed at Blair and asked, "Who is that man?"

The guard beside him immediately replied: "He should be the general of the city lord, called Blair, a fifth-level knight."

Luosi shook his head slightly, "No, it's a sixth-level knight."

While speaking, those knights who were galloping outside the official road suddenly turned their backs, and the whole formation was thrown into chaos in an instant.Luosi's face changed suddenly, he clamped his legs hard, and the horse under his crotch neighed, and quickly ran forward along the official road.

The horse pit played a role. Thirty or forty war horses broke their legs and fell to the ground.The knights on them all flew out, bounced on the ground, and couldn't even move their hands and feet.

The little knight glanced back, and didn't intend to stop at all. Instead, he stabbed the wildebeest under his seat with the spurs of his heels. The wildebeest sped up in pain, and immediately threw the knights behind him a distance away. .

Seeing that the little knight had rushed to a place not far from the city gate, the wildebeest's hooves became unstable every time it fell, and when the wildebeest's speed also slowed down in order to find a suitable foothold, Blair let out a violent roar , jumped directly from the city gate.

The little man who had lost the best opportunity sighed inwardly, he swung his hammer with both hands and directly pulled towards Blair who was in mid-air.Blair was in the air, and he had nowhere to rely on his strength, but he didn't panic. He stretched his limbs backward as much as possible, and his whole body was like a bow. down, leaving a fiery afterimage in the air.

Flame Slash!
He was betting that he would be seriously injured if he was hit by this hammer, but the little knight would definitely be cut in half by man and horse.A gleam flashed in the eyes of the little knight, and he didn't even have time to think. He swung his right arm to the outside, and the original arc suddenly sank downwards, just in time to grab the hammer with his left hand and block it upwards forcefully.

There was a loud bang, sparks splashed everywhere, and the wildebeest under the little man's seat suddenly bent its legs, staring at its scarlet eyes and stubbornly stood firm on its four limbs.

The little knight's tiger's mouth was numb for a while, and the tiger's mouth on his left hand was even shaken out, and blood flowed down his arm.

Blair got a chance to take advantage of this slash. He stepped on the wildebeest's head with one foot, and kicked the little knight's chest straight with the other.This foot carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and before the toe touched the breastplate, the little knight faintly felt a stabbing pain.He shrank his chest, put his feet on the stirrups and pushed back vigorously, while raising his hands at the same time.

Blair, who lost his balance again, twisted his waist and landed firmly on the ground.

All of this happened in a flash, many people didn't even have time to think, and the two had already separated.

A group of soldiers holding crossbow arrows suddenly protruded from between the walls of the city wall, took a little aim and pulled the trigger.Twenty or thirty crossbow arrows shot out from the string with a buzzing sound, and the speed was extremely fast.The weapon in the hands of the little knight is powerful and heavy, but it is not light and flexible enough, and it is impossible to effectively guard against such a dense crossbow.He could only get off his horse and hide behind the horse.

Within a range of 20 meters, there is no doubt about the penetrating power and lethality of the crossbow arrows. The wildebeest groaned and shook a few times, and fell down like a hedgehog. penetration.Limbs twitched and kicked wildly, tears flowed from the big eyes, and the humanized eyes looked at the little knight on one side with reluctance...

The little knight's eyes were red, and the mount was the knight's second life. It was difficult for a knight like him who used two-handed heavy weapons to find a satisfactory mount.

He looked at the people on the city wall with hatred, but what greeted him was the second round of crossbow arrows.

There is no reason to talk about war.

The armor on his body rattled, his swollen muscles resisted the armor, and the heavy hammer in his hand was raised high, and it hit the ground with all his strength.

The heavy hammer wrapped in the yellow fighting spirit easily smashed the ground that had not been repaired for a long time. The stone bricks were smashed and cracked inch by inch, and the gravel was bounced by huge force.Blair lowered his body and stabilized his center of gravity. When the dust cleared, the little knight had seven or eight arrows stuck in his body and had already run 40 meters.Blair wanted to chase after him, but looking at the knights who had already died, he gritted his teeth, spit, turned and jumped, stepped on the wall and jumped up two meters, stretched out his hand to grab the rope that was put down on the wall, and climbed quickly go up.

Luosi looked at the little knight with bloodshot lips, his face was ugly and terrifying.

He looked up at the walls of Ortrenburg, and the peasants were more difficult than he had imagined.He ordered someone to blow the horn, one long and one short, and the galloping knights tightened their reins one after another. After slowing down, they stopped at a place about 100 meters outside the city gate.

The only way now is to ask for help.

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I'm a bit busy these days, I added a project to do, it's annoying, I will resume 2 updates the day after tomorrow.

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