King’s Kingdom

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"Damn it!" Theodosius was a little annoyed by this, but he was not dissatisfied with the commanders at all levels and the messengers in charge of the messengers.

What really makes him uncomfortable is actually the remote communication method of pulling the hips in this era. It is really difficult to effectively transmit information.

In the past, when playing in the field, the formation was spread out, because the thickness of the formation was also required, so the queue was often not so open, so scattered, if you want to transmit information, you only need to use semaphore, even if it is necessary to use Complicated military orders relayed by people can be reached in just two or three minutes under a horse. After the order is issued, the orders are relayed and executed layer by layer, and it will not take more than seven or eight minutes in total.

But on this city wall, it took nearly 20 minutes just to send the news, which is really a crushing efficiency, and it took more than half an hour to go back and forth.

This kind of feeling is like when I was playing a real-time strategy game in my previous life, the units I controlled would not be executed until more than ten seconds after I issued an order. That kind of crazy feeling is not too uncomfortable.

"Let the Varangian Guards go to those places where the battle is tight for reinforcements, and at the same time, let the knights get ready to wear armor, and tell them that they may be required to fight at any time!" was dispatched once.

But at this time, the situation is urgent, and they can't take a rest, so they can only force their bodies to hold on for a while.

At this time, the farthest part of the city wall from Theodosius, where the back door of Ikopish was located, was already caught in a hard fight.

The warriors kept throwing stones at the enemy below. As long as they were a little slower, those crazy monsters would climb up the long ladder.

There are already nearly a hundred long ladders leaning against the city wall, and the soldiers have to be all busy, so it is obvious that they have begun to pant, and they are breathing very quickly.

"Damn it, **** it!" The person responsible for defending here is Taritlujah Butler, son of Earl of Leiningen, Prime Minister of the Rhine Kingdom, who is guarding this place with 1,200 people from his new military region.

The dense army of monsters kept climbing up the long ladder, which had made these warriors miserable.

Nearly a hundred long ladders also made the soldiers stretched, but if the movements on the hands and feet were slower, the monsters would have to move up.

The military region he commanded also belongs to the new edition. It only took two or three months from the formation of the army to the north to Iqpish, and the soldiers in the military region were recruited from the twelve southern counties, although the physical fitness Not bad, but the military literacy can be described as low.

It simply cannot reach the average level of the Northern Military Region of the Lan Yin Army. When facing such a large number of enemies, they are the first to panic.

Moreover, their physical strength is also very fast. The lack of training time makes their physical fitness far less than the normal training of the Northern Army soldiers. The battle has continued until now, and many people have slowed down their movements. It is a kind of physical fatigue, not It can be overcome by morale and fear.

"Hold on! Hold on to the warriors! If the enemy climbs the wall, everything will be over! Don't let them come up!" Taritlujah shouted loudly, waving the long sword in his hand, from the face he did not put down A can see that his forehead is already full of sweat.

"Understood!" The soldiers responded weakly, panting.

Taritlujah licked his dry lips, and there were bursts of tingling in his throat. Looking at the soldiers carrying stones, he was so anxious that he had just become a member of the country's ruling class. , will face this situation.

"Ah!" A soldier who was transporting stones suddenly fell to the ground, and the stones rolled out a long way. The soldier was also lying on the ground in pain, struggling to get up from the ground. .

However, at this moment, a tall and powerful species suddenly jumped up and swept across with a huge wooden stick. The soldier who was holding a stone and was about to throw it was kicked out two or three meters, clutching his ribs. Looking very painful.

"Ah!" Taritluya was not afraid to face the tall black-haired werewolf, and charged aggressively with a long sword in his hand. He took advantage of the werewolf's ability to swing the wooden stick and failed to retract it in time. its right abdomen.

Hearing a roar, the werewolf let out a huge cry of pain.

He Litlujah was secretly regretting that his sword was originally aimed at the position between the upper abdomen and the chest of the opponent, which is one of the fatal weaknesses of most upright creatures.

But his height is really not enough. A mere 1.78 meters tall is like a dwarf against a 2.34-meter werewolf.

Just when he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the enemy was seriously injured, a thick wooden stick quickly enlarged in his pupils, and he didn't even have time to react, and the whole person flew out sideways.

With a bang, it landed on the ground, and Taritluja rolled around a few times and hit the stone pile beside the city wall before it stopped.

He curled up in pain. The werewolf's heavy blow just now made his whole body hurt. He knew that the beast must have used all his strength to beat him. After suffering such a serious injury, he was not angry. It's impossible. Thinking of this, he finally raised the corners of his mouth, but this smile always seemed a little distorted under the severe pain.

He looked up and saw that the blood in the werewolf's abdomen had stopped, and there was not a lot of blood flowing out as he thought.

The young general looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and for a moment, pain and inferiority flooded his heart.

He knew that the werewolf was still able to continue fighting because the strength of his sword just now was not strong enough. If it was replaced by those knights, it might be the werewolf who was lying down now.

"Just because... I'm not a noble?" he thought with a sour nose.

The sword just now was supposed to cause fatal wounds to the werewolf, and the lower abdomen was also quite fragile, but because of his lack of strength, it only pierced the skin and part of the muscles.

All of this is because he never had the status of a nobleman. The stalwart bloodline of the Eight Sage Kings does not exist in his blood vessel genes, and even the bloodlines of other kings, he has never owned it.

Even though he has been training hard since he was a child, he has been exercising his body without sleep, but he still can't compare with those noble children and knights who have blood, and the gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

Taritluya's personal combat ability is seventeen points, which is quite excellent among ordinary people without blood, and it can be said that it has almost reached the extreme.

However, this kind of combat ability is only an average value among the knights. Before the knights of the Rhine Kingdom received any increase from Theodosius, the average actual combat ability reached eighteen or nine points. If they work harder Some even reach 20 points or more.

Even, the characteristics of Theodosius, a divine body, can stand up to half of his combat power, which means that even without any training, as long as he is an adult, a royal family with pure and noble blood such as Theodosius can rely on his physical fitness. achieve the same fighting power as him.