Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 1: Unstoppable

Beneath the blood moon, the war between the Black Forest army and the Wyvern Legion became incredibly brutal.

From the double blood moon high in the sky, the battle raged until the world was dark, the sun and moon lost their color, and in the darkest hour before dawn, the two sides had been fighting for more than eight hours.

Countless corpses piled up on and around the city walls, and the flowing blood converged into streams, eventually flowing into the trenches, completely turning into rivers of blood.

These three trenches were important defensive works dug by humans, encircling the entire fortress from the front of the city wall, with two of them eventually connecting to the turbulent Brienne River from the northeast and northwest directions.

The surging river water was originally sufficient to ensure that these trenches had plenty of fresh water, washing away any monsters trying to cross these fortifications.

If a Beastman horde attacked this human outpost, hundreds of Gor, Ungor, or even Tuskgor might not be able to cross these defensive works and would be shot to death here by the defenders.

Field fortifications are definitely one of the most outstanding inventions in human tactics, providing humans with great tactical advantages in the face of sieges by various evil legions.

Especially this kind of interlocking defensive fortress, with sharp chevaux de frise inserted in front of the city wall, and deep trenches in front of the chevaux de frise, so that even if the monsters had scaling ladders, they couldn't set them up and would be washed away by the fresh water.

But in the face of such a large-scale monster army, even such perfect defensive works were flattened by the monsters with their flesh and blood!

Countless corpses of the dead and wounded on the battlefield fell into the trenches, layer upon layer, blocking the trenches and stopping the flow of water.

The monsters stepped on the road paved with corpses and crossed over from the trenches, roaring and using their claws to climb the wooden walls and launch an attack on the city walls.

Countless slain corpses fell from above, with their bodies pierced by the sharp wooden stakes below, but still unable to stop the monsters' frenzied attacks, to the extent that flesh and blood gradually accumulated, paving a road to the city under the city wall.

Knight Orstein had personally rushed to the front line, fighting fiercely on the city wall to save the precarious defense line.

One important reason for such a tense battle line was that Sandarion spared no expense, and when the monsters climbed the city wall, he decisively launched four Wyverns to pounce down, cruelly tearing apart the halfling archers and dwarf musketeers, striving to tear a gap in coordination with the attacking monsters.

As long as they gained a foothold on the city wall, Sandarion would send out terrifying Skin Wolves. Once these powerful and violent monsters entered close combat, except for the dwarf mountain shield wall which could defend slightly, all the human armed servants would be destined to be slaughtered.

Even elite-level foot knights might not be able to stop an armored Skin Wolf!

Orstein was well aware of this terrible result, so he personally wielded his warhammer, repeatedly releasing divine magic on the battlefield to enhance the defense of the surrounding friendly forces.

There were two squads of elite soldiers following him as the sharp edge of the counterattack, all of them powerful foot knights, and there was also a powerful champion foot knight who was the same as Orstein.

Wherever there was danger on the defense line, they would rush over as soon as possible, and they had already drunk more than 50 bottles of stamina potions.

And such a powerful force did indeed have an unparalleled effect, and two evil and cruel Wyverns had been completely killed by them, one huge body fell from the city wall and hung on the sharp wooden stakes outside the city, four wooden stakes pierced into its soft abdomen, leaving huge bloody holes, allowing the blood in its huge body to almost drain, converging into a pool of blood. The other fallen corpse was forever lying on the cold city wall, covering countless soldiers and corpses like a small mountain.

Dwarf Commander Dogrin came to Su Li panting, and complained: "Lord, our city wall is still too short, only more than three meters high, and the monsters have leveled it with corpses. If we had a thirteen-meter city wall, these monsters wouldn't be able to attack even if they all died!"

At this time, this powerful dwarf ranger was covered in blood, and the rough green linen clothes had turned dark red, and the newly splashed blood was still steaming. This was all the blood of the enemy splashed on him, and he had killed 117 enemies in this battle!

Even in this Old World, where the forces of good are always besieged by the evil army, it is a remarkable achievement for a powerful champion to kill hundreds of enemies in a great battle.

Like Scaven Bloodwrath, a chosen one who can single-handedly besiege a city with an axe and kill 999 enemies is an excellent servant appreciated by Khorne.

Powerful demons never die, they are defeated only to be banished back to the demon world, and as long as there is a spatial rift, they still have a chance to kill their way out of the realm of chaos.

If Su Li had a long enough lifespan, he might even fight this cruel demon again in the future.

Dogrin's physical strength is completely incomparable to that of a demon chosen one. He is back now to continue transporting gunpowder to replenish his ammunition. Half of his hundreds of kills are due to the musket.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Although we dwarves can't stand the arrogant behavior of the elves, I have to say that in the case of such a dense number of monsters, if a High Elf mage could throw down a Flameskull spell, he might be able to kill dozens of monsters at once and clear an attacking horde."

But unfortunately, there is nothing here, no thirteen-meter-high solid city wall, and no powerful elven mage, only the flesh and blood slaughter of both sides.

The dwarf is right, sometimes deep pools and high fortresses are the most direct manifestation of powerful tactics.

If there was a thirteen-meter-high fortress wall here, and a thirty-meter-wide and twenty-meter-deep moat, these monsters might not be able to take down the city wall even if they all died.

As he was thinking, a huge roar suddenly came from the front line, and then Dogrin's face tightened, and his beard trembled as he shouted excitedly: "Not good, those stupid ogres have finally done something!"

Following his gaze, everyone saw that on the battlefield filled with smoke and dust on the front line, a large section of the city wall completely collapsed, and a huge gap appeared.

Hild, standing next to the artillery, immediately ordered: "No need to play cat and mouse games with these ogres anymore, aim the muzzle at the gap and bombard with all our strength!"

After this battle, the dwarf cannons had already killed three ogres. This was still under the circumstances that the ogres kept entering and exiting the forest to carry boulders, delaying a lot of dwarf artillery output time.

In terms of artillery warfare, the dwarves' ability far exceeds that of the ogres. This cannon alone has smashed more than 200 monsters in this battle.

However, at this time, there was no need for the two sides to continue the artillery battle. When a gap was smashed open in the city wall, a large number of monsters roared and raised their war knives to kill. Before the smoke dissipated, hundreds of Skin Wolves with tough muscles and heavy armor rushed out of the diffused smoke with ten blade-like claws stretched out.

The dwarf musketeers immediately aimed their guns at them. In the smoke-filled air, most of the bullets hit the target, but facing its thick skin and armor, these attacks had little effect. Although a few Skin Wolves were injured and staggered into the trench, they could not stop these monsters from charging at all.

The Skin Wolf roared: "Despicable outsiders, it's time for us to slaughter you!"

With their roar, these monsters' strong and powerful legs suddenly kicked, and they crossed the gap in the city wall and killed into the city. Their thirty-centimeter-long blade claws easily cut the human armed servants blocking in front into pieces.

Blood splattered, greatly stimulating their wildness. They excitedly killed dozens of armed servants and free people and were still not satisfied. They jumped up again and stabbed their claws into the chest of the Ogre Bull Warriors who were advancing.

Their swift speed directly left five deep and visible bone-deep wounds on the chest of the Ogre Bull Warriors.

The tyrannical ogre was also provoked, raised the big stick in his hand and smashed it towards the iron-boned lower back of these monsters.

The two huge monsters immediately launched a primitive and wild fight on the smoke-filled battlefield. Neither side was willing to retreat, and neither side could make a breakthrough.

But this place had just stabilized, and the city wall that had long been on the verge of collapse in another direction suddenly collapsed under the monsters' knives and axes, especially the trolls' huge stone axes smashing wildly, making this city wall overwhelmed and directly smashed.

Dogrin, who was mobilizing the mountain shield wall to support the ogres, had to roar: "It's really raining on a leaky roof! Mountain warriors, follow me to block this gap, no one can break through the dwarves' powerful shield wall!"

Halfling hero Ashfield's face was covered in blood, and he and his swan knights were in very poor condition. Once the war started, they couldn't output in the safest position. Densely packed monsters poured over, including kobolds and gnolls holding hunting bows and crossbows. Cold arrows flew across the battlefield, and even the swan knights were injured despite being careful, and four swan knights could never fly again.

So Ashfield couldn't help but ask Su Li urgently: "Lord, are we just going to consume like this? This kind of war of attrition is too unfavorable to us. Even if we can kill ten times as many enemies, our losses are enough to collapse the army."

But in fact, this kind of flesh and blood war of attrition cannot have a ten-to-one casualty ratio.

Even using blitzkrieg tactics, launching pincer offensives, and encircling and capturing thousands of enemies, the casualty ratio of this epic victory is only about 1:7.

At present, in this border battle, the casualty ratio is about 1:3. Although the monsters did not carry many engineering equipment and were hindered by the trenches, the offensive momentum, the casualty ratio is at most 1:4, and it is impossible to be higher.

But Su Li estimates that there is no possibility of a 1:4 exchange ratio, because there are too many ranged troops in the monster army. They just did not form a formal archery regiment, but in the siege, gnolls and forest goblins with bows and arrows occasionally fire cold arrows, and a large number of poorly equipped militia regiments and archers fell under the cold arrows.

If consumed according to the ratio of 1:3, the outcome of this war is unpredictable.

Even if consumed according to the ratio of 1:4, in the end, it is just a pyrrhic victory. After repelling this monster army, the Black Forest Territory will have few remaining troops.

Su Li couldn't help but raise his head and look at the dark sky. In this endless darkness, the roar of war and the wails of pain echoed on this cursed land. The sky was like a heavy lead plate, suppressing the battlefield below. The blood moon had disappeared, and the stars had been obscured by the dust of war, as if even the gods in the sky turned a blind eye to this cruel battle.

The night before dawn was particularly dark, as if the atmosphere of despair was about to swallow everything.

But just when the two sides on the battlefield roared and fought until the world was dark, the eastern sky was gradually showing subtle changes.

A subtle, almost imperceptible ray of light began to wander on the edge of the darkness. It was like a sharp blade, slowly cutting the shackles of the night. The wyvern's poor eyesight did not notice this subtle change.

On the edge of the battlefield that no one was paying attention to, this light gradually became brilliant and dazzling. It was not a gentle dawn, but a bright sun!

As the light became brighter and hotter, the darkness on the horizon gradually receded. In the golden morning light, a knightly legion bathed in brilliant golden light appeared on the edge of the battlefield!

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Their formations were neat, their armor shone, and their flags, lances, and longswords reflected golden brilliance!

Seeing this, Su Li finally smiled: "It's time for our side to launch a counterattack! Blow the horn, all troops attack!"

Dogrin was overjoyed when he heard the order and asked: "Did our knights finally cross this mountain range after a night?"

He couldn't wait to raise the brass horn on his neck, and the heart-wrenching heavy horn sounded, causing countless monsters to have a heart attack. They had a terrifying and unforgettable memory of this horn after this night.

Every time this horn sounded, the humans on the battlefield would be possessed by demons. The precarious defense line would immediately become indestructible, the exhausted warriors would become extremely powerful, and the evenly matched battle or even the line that was about to be broken through would be immediately reversed by the humans. Their fighting skills would suddenly improve, easily killing the terrible monsters that were still pressing them just a second ago.

And as a large number of horns sounded one after another, the entire fortress boiled, and all the tired defenders mustered their last morale and launched a fierce charge towards the monsters.

This strange scene immediately made Wyvern King Sandarion's eyes freeze. After a night of fighting, even the monsters under his command had reached the edge of exhaustion.

The reason why they can continue to fight to the death is because they have no way out. The moment the gap was opened, he had already made a desperate move and sent all the troops up.

At this moment, in the light of dawn, the battlefield was like a monster siege. Every terrible monster raised its weapon and swarmed into the fortress like a tide.

If this wave cannot take down this fortress, the tired monster army may never be able to take down this fortress.

Once the defenders are given a chance to reorganize the defense line and clear the channels, even if the remaining monsters die, they may not be able to flatten these perfect defense lines again.

The wyvern's head is not much bigger than a walnut. Its stupid head prevents it from thinking of more powerful tactics, so it can only press all the troops up.

Moreover, these brutal monsters couldn't comprehend complex commands.

In the surging tide, even slowing down the pace of attack could lead to being trampled to death, let alone retreating.

The terrifying giants, towering over ten meters tall, had all joined the attack formation.

Under such circumstances, instead of shrinking back to defend, humanity sounded the horn for a counterattack?

Even the foolish wyverns had sensed something was amiss.

But it was too late; in the golden morning light, the territory's most elite knights, already in formation, sounded the magnificent charge.

The gleaming knights seemed to rise from the distant horizon along with the blazing sun. Their exquisite armor shone brilliantly in the morning light, and their crimson banners painted the sky red along with the breaking dawn.

As if the divine might of the Sun Goddess illuminated the world, the hooves of their armored steeds thundered, and their charging momentum shook the earth.

This earth-shattering charge finally drew the attention of the siege monsters. They turned their heads in terror towards the horizon, where they saw tall, heavily armored knights with spears and swords gleaming with chilling light in the sun. Their battle flags fluttered in the air, and a large number of hippogriff knights, led by champion knights, charged at the forefront. The morale of this legion was completely different from that of the monsters, who were exhausted after a night of fighting. They were full of vigor and their morale was soaring!

At the same time, Commander Constantine, who led the cavalry, decisively activated the Glory Relic: Sun's Radiance. Golden light instantly erupted from the knights' shields. Amidst the overwhelming force that the monsters couldn't directly face, all the knights were like a golden torrent, crashing fiercely into the midst of the weary monster army.

Their charge was unstoppable. The monsters didn't even have a chance to turn around. Five hundred golden knights pierced through large swathes of the battlefield. The monsters fell like harvested wheat, and the formation instantly crumbled for hundreds of meters. Before the knights' powerful advance, the enemy was utterly defeated!

The monsters tried to resist, but it was futile.

The knights were simply too elite. Five hundred heavily armored knights, raising their blades, charged into these unprepared cannon fodder. The strength of the gnolls, kobolds, and goblins was simply insufficient to resist.

The difference in combat power was too great. Even if they had three or four thousand men in a well-prepared defensive formation, they would probably be knocked back a great distance and their formation pierced by five hundred elite knights. Moreover, they were now besieging the city without any preparation, exposing their bloated formation and undefended rear to the Blackwood Territory's most elite cavalry.

These five hundred elite knights had detoured down the mountain path, waiting all night for this very moment!

With just three charges, they pushed thousands of unprepared monsters into the blood-filled ditches.

These ditches blocked the monsters' escape and counterattack, but they were like flat ground to the knights. With the effect of the Glory Relic: Water Repellent Orb, the knights could calmly charge, retreat, and adjust their attack angles in the blood-filled ditches.

But the monsters were helpless, forced to watch as the knights repeatedly attacked their weak points, without any ability to support them.

Large numbers of monsters were surrounded by the knights within sight of their comrades and hacked into pieces.

Although the monsters had several times the numbers, in the local battlefield, the human cavalry had an absolute numerical advantage, and could slaughter the weak gnolls, powerful skin wolves, and even the terrifying trolls and giants within the encirclement.

After flattening one monster position, they moved in groups to attack another.

Under this terrifying assault, the monsters finally collapsed completely. After fighting all night, they had suffered heavy losses and their morale was almost exhausted, on the verge of collapse.

Encountering such a terrible situation with attacks from both the front and rear, the monsters' morale completely collapsed. Without waiting for orders, they scattered in terror, and hundreds of monsters deserted at the sight of the knights' advance.

Soon, the monster army, which had been crowded like a tide in front of the border outpost, fled in all directions, and thousands of fleeing soldiers abandoned all their weapons and armor, scrambling back in a panic.