Chapter Forty-Nine: A Weak Offensive
The work needed to continue, and Barrett, who had rested for two days, stood at the head of the city once again. Compared with two days ago, the eyes of the surrounding soldiers looking at Barrett were more or less respectful. Many of them have become more friendly than they used to be, but a few have become a little more reserved. It can be seen that Barrett's previous performance and the publicity of the high-level of the fortress have indeed played a great effect.
Military personnel are often the easiest group to recognize and accept the strong, because on the battlefield this is not only the key to their victory, but also the guarantee of survival. For Barrett, the attitude of the other side also greatly enhances his chances of survival on the battlefield. Because in the face of danger, these Indigenous soldiers are likely to subconsciously gather around Barrett.
It's not an empty phrase to be outnumbered on the battlefield, and Barrett, who has experienced the inside, still knows some basic front-line command, and when the time comes, he is sure to play more beautifully than before. As for the crowd that might attract a group of spells, Barrett wasn't too worried. The main task of the Stronghold Mage Regiment is to counter these spells of the opponent, so as to ensure that the defenders of the first line do not fall into passivity - in the absence of the influence of spells, the advantage of the defenders is very obvious.
"Looks like those black skins aren't going to go on the offensive again." Through the bull's-eye shooting hole in the building, Barrett observed the dark elf camp outside the city.
At the same time, Barrett's voice rang in his ears: "It's not certain, when those dark elves attack depends on their own rest." Maybe it's okay now, but the next moment it's going to be a fierce offensive. β
Barrett Road, who looked back, nodded thoughtfully: "Those black-skinned war styles are indeed a little different from the surface. But these like gentlemen, please take a look at the current time. Judging by the organizational skills that those black skins had shown before, they couldn't have launched a decent attack today. β
As he spoke, Barrett also pointed to the ring of shining unquenchable flames on the fortress tower, and under the flames, the two hands seemed to coincide. The native, who looked at Barrett's finger, patted his head: "You're right, Mr. Boram, those black skins won't be attacking again. After staying underground for a long time, we have become less sensitive to the alternation of day and night. After all, only time is the focus here. β
"Can you stop using honorifics? I'm not used to hearing it. Barrett said with some embarrassment. During this time, the attitude of these aborigines on the city wall, although he secretly felt satisfied at first, but after a long time, it also made him feel a little awkward.
"Then our big hero, you have to learn to get used to it from now on. Your previous performance can afford such an attitude. The aboriginal in front of him then smiled, "Of course, when you get used to it, you also have to learn to accept the situation of returning to the old situation." I'm afraid not many people will talk to you with the same attitude that we have when you leave here. β
"Alright! I can feel the changes before and after. But I don't think it's a big deal. Barrett paused, "But you said earlier that the alternation of day and night has become less sensitive?" But you can't stay underground for the rest of your life! Isn't it very uncomfortable to wait for the rotation of troops? β
Barrett learned from the guards that they had been in the underground for half a year at a time. Then a brother army from Nohan will take up the burden, and these people will return to the surface to see the long-lost sunshine.
After all, these soldiers from Norhan are all real surface creatures (few humans like to live underground). Staying underground for long periods of time can seriously affect their physical and mental health, as well as increase their homesickness. It is entirely possible that the morale of the army will be affected after a long time, and it is difficult to say how much combat strength the advance fortress will be able to do when the time comes.
"Whether it's going underground or back to the surface, the first days are always tough. But when we get to the surface, we usually get an adjustment period of about 15 days. There will also be about 7 days of vacation in between. The steel-helmeted native-man smiled, "Wait until it's time to get into the day-to-day." The vast majority of members are able to recover. As for those who have gone wrong, they will remain on the surface in the future and will not be sent underground again. β
"Listening to what you mean, it seems like a good thing to be sent to this dark place." Barrett was immediately interested.
The native soldier nodded affirmatively, "For any motivated Norhan soldier, this underground advance fortress is a very good choice. β
"Are you referring to military exploits?" Barrett raised an eyebrow, "But I remember that since the establishment of this fortress, it is the first time that those black-skinned cities have been attacked on a large scale!" β
"There has never been such a big siege battle before, but there has never been a shortage of dark elf squads to infiltrate. Then the human head is our best trophy. Of course, not everyone has a chance to get their hands on it. Speaking of this, the aboriginal soldier bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, "But if you're on duty underground." We will receive additional allowances. So even if you can't make any meritorious achievements, you can at least save enough money for your wife when you retire. Of course, not everyone likes to stay here. Fortunately, all members applied voluntarily. β
Just like the border guards of the Celestial Empire who went to Tibet and Xinjiang were often able to get more preferential treatment after being discharged from the army. The more dangerous and difficult the place, the better the treatment in Nohan. Not to mention that there is still a chance to win military exploits here, you must know that there has been no major action for a long time on the continent.
Since the destruction of the nomadic herders of the north, the Brandenburg Fortress has almost become an ornament. If it weren't for the tragedy of the barbarians who went south in the past, which still remains in the memories of the older generation, this fortress would have almost become a small city dedicated to collecting taxes.
And Lucia has small moves from time to time. But there is no major friction either. So Nohan's army was now almost in a state of confusion with his sword drawn and looking around - he couldn't find a suitable opponent as far as the eye could see. So they can only rely on those horse thieves to find their own existence. However, the average horse thief and rogue are not highly accomplished, so although the life of defending the underground is hard, there are still many people who flock to it.
Barrett, who understood the meaning of the other party, patted the aboriginal soldier on the shoulder: "After this time, there should be many people in the fortress who will be promoted!" How, do you think you have a chance? β
Hearing this, the aboriginal soldier shook his head: "I'm afraid my words don't have much hope." It's you, Mr. Boreham. If you're one of us, you're at least a sergeant by now, based on your previous performance. β
"By the way, you're not recruiting me for the military, are you?" Barrett said half-jokingly.
The aboriginal soldier who heard this nodded: "Why not?" Most of our guys in this section have been given this task, and if anyone can persuade you to join the army, they will be rewarded accordingly. What do you think? Are you ready to join our big group? I've heard that several knights are very optimistic about you! β
"I'm sorry, I don't think you'll get that reward." Barrett spread his hands, "At least for now." I also want to live a free life. There's no intention of limiting yourself to one place. β
"Alright! Anyway, we're just here to find out for the knight. The Native soldier didn't pay much attention.
As he said, the main task of these ordinary soldiers was to subtly let Barrett know more about the situation of the Nohan army. At the same time, try to probe Barrett's tone and see if he is willing to join in. If Barrett showed such a penchant, the real recruitment would have been taken over by the knights in the fort - Barrett's previous performance was worth the investment.
Just as the two of them suddenly fell into a cold field, the organ in the dark elf camp sounded again. Barrett, who heard this, immediately understood that those black skins were preparing to attack again. He immediately removed his compound longbow and picked up an arrow and waited for the enemy to arrive.
However, after losing two giant siege towers in a row. The Dark Elves won't be able to get their hands on that for a while. At the same time, due to the absence of the black dragons, they and their servant army will be warmly welcomed by the defenders of the city.
Stretching the bow, smashing the arrow, aiming, firing, Barrett's movements are fluid. The arrow he shot hit a charging goblin. However, the other party only paused slightly, and then continued to charge regardless of it. Seeing this, Barrett complained: "I didn't expect that even the equipment of those big goblins has been updated. β
"After all, this battle has been fought for so many days. The servant army that has survived until now is generally good except for those lucky ones. Coupled with the loss of manpower before, I think those blackskins have a surplus of equipment on hand. At this time, it is normal to use it to arm those servant armies! The Aboriginal soldier who had been chatting with Barrett before was now explaining to Barrett like an experienced veteran.
Although the Advance Fortress had a small victory in the previous battles. But they didn't get much loot. Because in the battle at that time, the first thing that everyone thought of was to drive the black skins and their servants from the city. So a large part of the enemy was knocked out of the walls. As a result, the number of corpses that ended up remaining in the city was small.
As a result, the losses of the Dark Elves and their minions in equipment were far less than their losses in personnel. In this way, they naturally accumulated a lot of weapons and equipment. In order to be able to destroy this city, those black skins are also willing to sacrifice - many of the servants who were originally equipped with ordinary equipment can now wear sophisticated equipment that could only be used by dark elves. Coupled with the original screening mechanism of war. Now the personal qualities of the besieging side have not decreased with the passage of the war. On the contrary, there is a faint rise.
Barrett, who reopened his bow, stretched out his archer and licked his mouth: "Since that's the case, let's shoot a few more arrows." I don't believe those guys can withstand a few arrows. β
"Pop" was the sound of the ladder being erected, and Barrett, who heard this, looked through the observation hole under his feet, and immediately spotted the enemy's tracks. He immediately put down the bow and arrow in his hand, turned around and picked up a bucket of fierce fire oil and stood by at any time. By the time the minions had almost climbed, they fell down towards the position of the ladder.
Barrett's eye-hand coordination is good. This time the dumping was a great success. Then the sparks that flew out instantly turned the cloud ladder into a string of burning sugar gourds. Burning siegers were constantly jumping from the ladders, rolling on the ground trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
Soon the attack ended like a farce. The dark elves didn't seem to have any intention of sending their main forces, but instead seemed to be using the slave armies to consume the defenders' supplies. This made Barrett's face smile: "It seems that these black skins can't be beaten?" β
Regardless of the cost, it is entirely possible that the dark elves outside the city would have conquered the advance fortress a few days ago. But they didn't. Because for the dark elves, that kind of behavior is completely worth the cost. The so-called war is a continuation of politics, and conquering the advance fortress is only one part of the dark elves' strategy. If the loss here is too great, they won't be able to complete their plans when they reach the surface.
What's more, these armies outside the fortress are basically standing troops in the nearby dark elf cities. If you lose a lot of money when attacking the surface, it will definitely affect the status of the dark elves in the dark realm. Therefore, the idea of several dark elf cities that are not closely related is to let their 'comrades-in-arms' gnaw hard bones as much as possible.
In this way, the attack of the black skins is getting weaker and weaker. Although after failing to complete the task, the punishment of the Queen of God is very terrifying. But if you make your own race unable to survive, the punishment of the queen of gods will be even more terrifying. Besides, the inability to breach the advance fortress is only a setback on the route to the surface, and it is not the only option. As long as the other fronts can successfully set foot on the surface, the attention of the Queen of God can still be diverted to some extent. (To be continued......)
PS: Modify the wording. Thanks to the four members of the monthly votes, including "When the Clouds Rise at the End of the Water", "Infinite Eggshell", "Dark-13", and "AltaΓ―r's Heart".