Three days passed quickly, and the defense line was basically completed.

Roland stood on the high platform at the back of the position, like the evil moon did when he fought against the evil beast, and encouraged all the officers and men of the First Army with the attitude of being on the battlefield in person.

Nightingale has infiltrated the battlefield with an echo due to a special mission, and the witch who takes over the protection duties by his side is Anna.

Roland himself wore coated armor and carried two revolvers around his waist. If it weren't for the complete collapse of the defensive line, it would be difficult for the fish who were lucky enough to rush over to pose a threat to him.

"The enemy is about ten kilometers away, goo!" said a huge dove that fell from the sky and landed on his shoulder.

"Well done, keep watching," Roland pulled a slice of beef jerky from his pocket and handed it to Maisie's mouth, she pecked it open and swallowed it in her stomach in two or three strokes, and then spread her wings and flew east.

With Lightning and Maisie scouting in turn, he knows exactly where the enemy is moving, so he can set up the battlefield with ease.

It is not safe to deal with the drugged berserker warriors, and it is not safe to line up in a slender battle line to deal with the enemy, especially in the lightning report, the short spear carried by hundreds of people makes him pay special attention, if he guesses correctly, it is likely to be the weapon used by the opponent to preemptively strike.

Generally, the range of throwing weapons will not exceed fifty meters, but that is for ordinary people, how far the militia can throw a short spear after taking the pill, Roland does not know, but once it exceeds 100 meters, it will pose a threat to the musket team. Therefore, he simply chose to lay down a number of bunkers, implement urbanization tactics, and build an insurmountable defense line by blocking the entrance with buildings, sealing the road with muskets, and pressing the formation with artillery fire.

With a sufficient amount of cement, it was easier to build a bunker quickly than to fortify it, and although the single-story brick bunker was structurally fragile, it was an impregnable fortification for a militia that did not carry heavy siege equipment.

Ten bunkers were arranged in a diamond shape on both sides of the road, forming crossfire. Each bunker was staffed with twenty-four soldiers, half of the new recruits and half of the veterans, with skilled veterans for shooting and recruits for loading ammunition. Zoroya also painted an "optical camouflage" for the bunker, and when viewed from a distance, the bunker and the surrounding environment are almost integrated, and it is difficult to tell the difference between the two.

At the rear of the battle line was the artillery unit, with twenty guns lined up, firing in the same order as the last time, adjusting the angle of fire and reloading the corresponding ammunition according to the signal instructions of lightning.

Around the shelling positions also stood an emergency unit, about a hundred or so, armed with flintlock pistols, which was used to protect the artillery and His Royal Highness the Prince in the rear.

Looking at the energetic and high-morale soldiers in the defense line, Roland felt a little emotional. The people who were originally emaciated and signed up for the army for eggs have now been able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending their homeland after the baptism of the Demon Moon and the town's defensive battle.

"Your Highness, the enemy is only two kilometers away from us," this time flew back to report the little girl Lightning.

"Very well, leave the surveillance task to Maisie, you can get into the woods and signal the shelling. Roland nodded, then turned around and said to the chief knight, "Pass my order, all members of the First Army, enter the combat readiness position, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!" Carter saluted.

Lehman felt his hands getting heavier and heavier.

Two days ago, it was a scorching pain, and now I am almost unconscious. The armor could no longer fit on the swollen and blue arm, and the part hit by the hammer left a reddish-black mark, and the skin looked like a layer of oil at first glance, somewhat transparent and shiny.

It must be a broken bone, and he thought, if he doesn't treat it, this arm will not be saved. Painkillers found in churches can relieve pain, but they can't bring broken bones back to life. He decided to wait until the battle was over and return to the royal capital, where the best apothecaries and alchemists in Grey Keep were supposed to be able to heal the damned internal wounds.

"Sir Lehman, your hand...... It doesn't matter, right?" asked Löven, a little worried.

"It's just scary," he pretended not to care, "and we don't need to attack the frontier towns, we just need to watch." ”

"Hopefully the pain in your arm doesn't make you feel dizzy, Lord Sir," Dorne scoffed, "have you figured out how to attack town?"

The other party's tone made Lehman frown, but now is not the time to think about such trivial matters, "According to the information we heard from the Running Wolf and the Elk nobles, they mainly relied on a long-range offensive weapon to contain the knight's charge. This weapon can attack before the knight can increase his speed, accompanied by fire and loud noises, similar to a large ballista, but fires projectiles much faster than crossbow arrows. ”

"In other words, as powerful as it is, it can't shoot continuously, right?" Löven quickly grasped the key point.

"That's right, the sooner we get closer to the opposing line, the less we will be attacked," Lehman nodded, "and the number of people is also important. As far as I know, the combined number of Duke Lane's knights and the knights who recruited nobles was only two hundred, and we were only one step away from breaking through the defenses, and we had fifteen hundred. These idiots don't run much slower than horses after taking the drug, so the results will be completely different from last time. ”

"Or maybe none of this will happen," said Dorne, dismissively, "Roland Wimbledon may still be waiting at the castle for the emissary to visit, and we will just walk into the castle and cut off his head." ”

"No, he's certainly noticed us," Lehman said categorically, "haven't you noticed that we haven't met a single caravan in the past three days? This can only show that the prince blocked the border. ”

"Now you understand why His Majesty chose Sir Lehman as captain and not you?" said Löven scoffed.

"Well, it seems that your head is fine for the time being," Dorn shrugged, "and that's fine, it's obviously more interesting than killing the prince alone and taking out the untouchables who dare to rebel against His Majesty Tifeko."

"Sir Lehman, the soldiers and horses of the frontier town have been spotted ahead," the knight in charge of the reconnaissance replied.

"Let's go, let's see," Lehman pressed his mount forward. At this time, the outline of the town's castle was faintly visible, and there seemed to be a figure walking at the end of the road, he took out his lookout goggles and carefully observed the defense line arranged by the other party, "Those things with wheels should be the long-range attack weapons mentioned in the intelligence, but the number seems to be much larger." ”

"Let everyone rush straight up?" asked Löven.

"This road is a bit narrow, and I am afraid that there is no room for all the militia," he said, looking at the woods on his right, "and it is okay to divide some people and go around the woods, and it doesn't matter if you go slower." If a flank attack can be formed from the side, this line of defense will not last long. ”

Just as Lehman was about to give the order to adjust the team, a white figure suddenly caught in the corner of his eye.

He was stunned, this is ...... Is it a hallucination from a broken arm? I turned my head and it was a woman. She wore a hood and was shrouded in white robes, and before she could speak, a flash of fire suddenly appeared from her hand.

Lehman felt as if he had been struck in the head with a hammer, and the world spun and plunged into darkness. (To be continued.) )