Mage Joan

After complimenting Sruder, Elder Sigmund turned his head and looked at Hakon, deliberately scowling and said: "Hakon! Your kid must be up for your spirits too, you can't let the younger sister compare!"

"Old man, when it comes to making suggestions, I am definitely no better than the clever Slud! But if you want to take the lead in the charge, I won't lose to her!"

Hakon grinned.

"Hey! You kid, being brave is not an advantage, I don't know what you are proud of!"

Elder Sigmund shook his head and smiled bitterly.

At this time, a ball of red light appeared in the sky, floating in front of the elder.

Elder Siegmund held the ball of light and read the latest intelligence sent by the giant eagle patrol, his face changed slightly afterwards.

"The cult regiment led by'The Butcher' Laval is about to arrive outside the town. The strange thing is that they don't seem to want to wait for reinforcements, but instead plan to directly attack our southern position!"

"how can that be?!"

Hearing this unexpected news, Slude couldn't help losing his calm, and his face was confused.

"Laval is not Sharman or Elson and others who do not understand the art of war. How could he launch an attack so recklessly? This is completely inconsistent with his previous command style..."

"I also find it incredible, but Laval did give this seemingly irrational order."

Elder Siegmund frowned.

"The enemy is launching a non-stop offensive. Either Laval is selfish and eager to compete with Trim; or he still has an unplayed trump card, confident that he does not need Winterhold’s allies to fight together, just relying on this one in his hand. The troops will be able to capture our positions."

"If you think about it in this way, there are too many possibilities. Why can't Laval get confused or deliberately send cultists to death?"

Hakon crossed his arms across his chest and smiled calmly.

"We don't need to think too complicated about the problem, otherwise we will only fall into a suspicion circle. Anyway, the enemy's initiative to attack is not a bad thing for us. We will defend and counterattack according to the plan just put forward by Slud and try to rush to the arrival of the army in Winterhold Defeat Laval’s troops before, and if Laval really has anything to do with it, then we’ll just be able to react accordingly.”

Slaughter and Elder Sigmund glanced at each other, and they felt that although Haakon's views were too optimistic, there is no other better countermeasure, so they can only take one step at a time, as he said, "accidentally."

…

At two o’clock in the afternoon on October 18, the "butcher" Benedict Laval, whose hands were stained with blood from the Assa tribe, set up a temporary headquarters on a bare hill outside Shizhu Town, surrounded by him. A guard composed of twenty iron knights.

This new continent star who was placed high hopes by the "wood destroyer" Dolan Teresis seems to have lost his enthusiasm for war. He just wants to complete the mission imposed on him as soon as possible. He raises his telescope and observes the stone pillar. After the town’s fortifications, the two adjutants-Shaman and Elson-were ordered to launch an offensive as planned.

"Excellent, I can't wait to drown this town in a sea of ​​flames and blood."

"Arsonist" Elson sneered and rubbed his hands, very satisfied with the decisive style of the general.

"But...Master Laval, our allies of the Frost Giants have not rushed to the battlefield. Wouldn't it be safer to launch an attack after Trim's troops arrive?"

Compared to the wild and bloodthirsty Elson, "Snake Hand" Sharman appears more cautious.

Facing Sharman’s doubts, Laval did not immediately explain, but just gave him the telescope, and then pointed to the northern skyline.

Sharman picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of Laval's fingers. Two huge silver silhouettes resembling giant whales were faintly seen passing by the high-altitude clouds. There were also hundreds of black spots flying in line near them, clearly a group of them. Flying magic beast.

"That is the famous military magical airship and giant eagle aviation unit of the Kolas Empire. The Wallsunger tribe is heavily funded by the Far Easterners. The purpose of borrowing this air force is nothing more than throwing bombs on our heads."

Laval's cold words revealed a depression that was hard to conceal.

"Didn't you find out? All the trees within twenty miles of the surrounding area have been felled clean and burnt up, leaving only the scorched earth. The Asa people have obviously made preparations in advance to strengthen the walls and clear the wild."

"If we are stationed here, waiting for Trim’s men and horses to come and meet, then at least in the next three hours, enemy airships and giant eagles will fly over our heads, unscrupulously launching wave after wave. Wave airstrike."

"On this wasteland where there is nowhere to hide in the Pingchuan River, what can we do to prevent bombs falling from the sky?"

"Especially those living catapults and hanging trees with poor mobility in the army will all become living targets for enemy airstrikes, and they will be blown up to pieces before they can be effective on the battlefield."

Laval looked around at the roaring orcs and wolves, and the group of withered monsters farther away whose intelligence was lower than that of the orcs, and the withered monsters who didn't know how to respond without the command of the master, a trace of fatigue appeared in his eyes.

"Instead of just staying here and being passively bombed and losing troops in vain, it is better to launch an offensive as soon as possible and push the battlefield to the enemy's position. The enemy and us are mixed together. If the enemy in the air wants to drop bombs, we must weigh carefully Will it accidentally injure the friendly army?"

"Master Laval, since we lack effective air defense methods, why not ask Master Trim for help and ask him to send the White Dragon troops to fight against the enemy air force?"

Sharman's question caused Laval to sneer, and then asked mockingly.

"Mr. Sharman, if Your Excellency Trim sends the White Dragon Guards to support us, his own troops will lose air cover and become the best choice for enemy airships and giant eagle bombings. Do you think he will be that? Is he a self-sacrificing philanthropist?"

"This..." Sharman hesitated for a moment, then stopped talking.

"Sharman, don't be long-winded!" Elson intervened impatiently, "Just launch the offensive according to the general's wishes. Maybe we can get in before the men who grabbed the winter fort arrive. Shizhu Town, end this boring war ahead of schedule."

Sharman still didn't think it was right.

He has cooperated with Laval many times and admires the commanding ability of the famous Midgard. He always feels that Laval should be able to come up with more reasonable countermeasures to defuse the enemy's air strikes, rather than leave allies behind. , Rushing to attack the enemy troops who are standing on their positions and waiting in battle, doing so will surely pay painful losses.

Laval's current state of mind made Sharman suspect that he had not put all his mind on commanding operations. He was obviously perfunctory and chose one of the simplest and most rude tactics.