Ride and Cut

"Why is no one sneaking away?" The lord held the lens tube and patrolled the wall back and forth, which made him puzzled.

He originally expected that with so many Skaars walking dragons on the stage, a group of soldiers with two shoulders and one head would have to piss their pants and run away immediately. Then you can show off to Buster and Bedrick. My Alpine Fort's military might is simply invincible!

But no, it looks like a group of bastards who have eaten weights. Those who should shoot arrows should shoot arrows and those who should hold shields, and they don't even have the intention of moving their buttocks.

Li Cha's eyes finally stopped on a very abrupt shield wall. He felt that there must be a high-ranking official hidden behind it, so he quietly gestured to the dwarf artificial soldiers.

It's a pity that the other party was also very alert. Seeing the movement of the bed crossbow, the back wall and the crowd immediately dispersed. The lord was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked Nehru who was passing by, "Why are you wearing a hat!"

The kobold sat in the cold mud, blinked twice, and silently took off the felt hat on his head.

"Maybe the infantry is the main one." After all, Buster has rich experience, but he inadvertently hit the point, "We have too many cavalry, and they can't run away, so we can only defend."

Bedric bent down and pulled Nehru up, and put the felt hat back on his head.

"Then let's discuss how to fight." Buster reached out and brushed the feathers on the top of his helmet.

"Is there still a need for discussion?" Li Cha was puzzled, "Di Xinglong rushed forward and knocked down the wall to open the way. The infantry followed behind to expand the victory, and the light cavalry chased and killed the deserters. Isn't it over?"

"Theoretically speaking, such a process is more reasonable." Buster glanced at Richard and Bedrick, "But have you ever fought a siege?"

Naturally, they can only get blank faces. One of these two people is a little lord and the other is the crown prince. There is no chance that they have participated in the siege before.

This result made Buster very satisfied. He clenched his right fist and smashed it into the palm of his left hand, "Siege is a delicate task, and it is not as simple as it seems. Since you have no experience, why don't you leave it to me?"

The lord reacted quickly. Looking at Buster's tough and upright face, he thought that this guy really has a lot of heart.

Any experience or no experience is obviously a cover. It is true to want to gain military exploits for yourself. Of course, the less other people participate, the better.

"Okay." Li Cha replied straight away, since he wasn't planning to join the bureaucratic system for promotion anyway, it didn't matter if he gave him a favor.

"Let my tiger guards join us." Bedric really thought it was because he was sympathetic to his inexperience, and said sincerely: "This kind of battlefield is suitable for them."

Buster could only nod helplessly.

Thousands of infantry began to prepare for the attack. Although the strength of both the attacker and the defender was a bit shabby, it was the first time that the lord witnessed the siege of the city with his own eyes. He simply asked Nehru to help him, and fired five fireballs in succession, blasting a gap nearly five yards wide in the fence.

After the fireball was released, Li Cha knew it in his mind - the opponent didn't even have a single element user, otherwise it would be impossible to allow the wall to be destroyed so easily, so he had to try to intercept it.

"It would be better if it was wider." Bedric looked at the gap and felt that at most it could only accommodate two tiger guards side by side.

"Let me do it." Priest Granling reached out and grabbed the badge hanging around his neck, and ice blue light leaked from his fingers.

After a short chant, it actually summoned a two-edged snowball, which slowly accelerated from a standstill and rolled towards the wall like a chariot.

This middle-aged priest didn't have a few hairs on his head, but his strength was very good, which was fundamentally different from half-baked guys like Nehru. The abundant and pure elements made the snowball shatter into a snowdrift after it hit the wall, and then slowly turned into a mass of nothingness and disappeared into the air.

And the gap was also extended to more than ten yards.

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"They're starting to attack." Baron Capet sat on the roof of a room behind the wall, with a view wide enough to see the entire battle. The enemy displayed standard tactics with no bright spots but no flaws.

"2400 to 2600 people, uncle, how should we deal with it?" It was Capet's attendant who was also his little nephew, apprentice knight Fontaine.

"The barbarians of Pompeii will definitely attack from there, there is no doubt." Capet pointed at the gap in the fence with his horsewhip. "All infantry are ready to fight in formation, and the archers are firing arrows on the sides and rear. Gather half of the knights as a reserve team, ready to support at any time if the battle situation is unfavorable."

"You go to pass the order." Capet patted Fontaine on the shoulder, and added when the latter showed a hint of excitement: "But you must come back immediately after the pass."

"Okay." Fontaine's face collapsed.

"Your nephew doesn't seem to understand what war is all about." Beside Capet was a strong man with a coquettish red mandala flower tattooed on his bare head, shaking his head and smiling as he watched Fontaine's receding back.

"Yes." Capet sighed, turning into white mist in the cold air and disappearing quickly. Little nephew who is not worried, maybe when he no longer calls himself "uncle" but "adult" in the army, he will start to mature.

"Do we need to be dispatched now?" The strong man snapped his knuckles, and there was a bloodthirsty and cruel look on his face.

In the remote snow mountain in the north of Stuart, in a secret mining area that doesn't even have a name, a magic gem called Sodava black crystal is produced.

Sodava black crystal has excellent natural characteristics, and with a little refining, it can produce the famous magic equipment "Destiny Magic Stone". Relying on the occasional Sodava black crystals, Stuart was like a poor man saving his wife's money, accumulating a considerable amount of destiny magic stones.

The method of using this kind of magic stone is very simple and rude - if the heart of a living person is dug out and filled with the magic stone of fate before he dies completely, the magic stone will replace the heart to run. Those who are resurrected from near death will be gifted with magic stones, and thus gain the ability to control their own blood.

The strange reason why this kind of magic stone is named "Fate" is that although every receptor can manipulate blood without exception, its strength is completely random. It may be powerful, or it may be useless, unable to penetrate even a piece of straw, just like fate is impermanent.

Due to the low output of Suo Dawa's black crystal, the Destiny Magic Stone is an important material that must not be wasted.

There is a contradiction between not allowing waste and random characteristics, but Stuart's solution is very straightforward, that is, to prepare multiple receptors for each magic stone. If the ability of the first receptor is too weak, kill it directly, take out the magic stone and fill it with the next one, until there is an individual above the level line-this probability is less than one in ten.

Qualified magic stone receptors are the top arms controlled by Stuart, known as the blood knight. It is not only because of controlling the power of blood, but also because of the countless blood hidden behind the birth process.

Due to the abnormally high death rate, almost all the Blood Knights were born as the lowest slaves. Unfortunately, this does not mean that their lives have ushered in a turning point.

Because—the magic stone will be deprived of most of the senses as a human being! From then on, their tongues can't taste salty and sour, their eyes can only see black and white, and leaving the guy intact is no different from being castrated.

Only the urge to kill never goes out in my heart!