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Chapter 96 Match (Part 1)

Murphy slept very restlessly that night.

Although surrounded by attendants from the general's guard, he still woke up twice in the middle of the night.

Once at midnight, he heard wolves howling.

Almost subconsciously, he grabbed the sword and stood up. But at this time, he also remembered the voice of the general's guard outside the tent.

"Your Excellency, it's just a giant wolf that escaped during the day. It's not an army of gnolls." The servant of the general guard stood outside the tent and said softly.

During the daytime battle, quite a few Wargs abandoned the Gnolls and fled alone. The degree of domestication of these creatures by the wolf man obviously has not yet reached the standard of domestication of horses by humans. So during the battle some of the Wargs abandoned the Gnoll cavalry and fled alone. These escaped wargs didn't seem to go far, but hovered nearby. Those howls come from their mouths.

The second time I was awakened was when the sky was getting dark, around five o'clock in the morning.

General Marcus Kane was arranging a night watch for the soldiers when he was awakened by footsteps outside.

Because he didn't sleep well, Murphy couldn't help but feel slightly dizzy when he got up.

He lost a lot of blood in the battle last night, and his spirit is still slightly sluggish. The wound on his arm has healed a lot, and now he feels itchy, and it seems that he is growing flesh again.

Seeing movement from inside the tent, a knight from the general guard came in with a basin of clear water.

"Your Excellency, the army of gnolls has arrived. They came here overnight, the number is about 8,000, and they are now camping five miles away." As soon as Murphy finished washing his face, General Marcus Kane walked in .

"Already here?" Murphy didn't have any surprise on his face. He nodded and said, "Yes. I see."

It wasn't too soon for the Gnoll army to arrive.

It was still within Murphy's expectations.

He put down the towel, picked up a bowl of barley porridge, took a sip, and asked aloud, "How are those jackals equipped?"

"All with weapons, but only a few with busts," replied General Marcus Kane.

"Yeah. I see." After taking a few sips of porridge, Murphy said in a deep voice, "Set up the last line of defense immediately. I estimate that they will launch an attack around nine o'clock in the morning."

"Yes!" General Marcus Kane responded.

"By the way. Is General Leo Darley alright?" Murphy put down his bowl, stopped General Marcus Kane who was about to go out, and asked.

"The priest said that he was seriously injured and should lie down for a while to recuperate." Marcus Kane hesitated, and then whispered: "But General Leo Darley didn't listen at all."

In the territory, in terms of ability and identity, General Leo Darley is above Marcus Kane.

So usually, if Murphy is not around, military issues are dominated by General Leo Darley. Naturally, in terms of poor status, Marcus Kane was placed in the back row. General Leo Dalie is a taciturn but extremely stubborn man. Except for Murphy, it is difficult for almost anyone else in the territory to influence his will. This is why Marcus Kane has to report to Murphy.

Murphy couldn't help but frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said in a deep voice, "Tell him to go back and lie down, just say it's my order!"

"Yes." General Marcus Kane stepped back.

Leo Dalie has a resolute temperament. Although he will not lose the calmness that a general should have due to impulsiveness, Murphy often has no choice but to have a stubborn temper. Neither of the two generals around him can be regarded as a qualified commander. General Leo Dalie is too strong and lacks resilience, while General Marcus Kane lacks enough experience and opinions, lacks the overall view, and does not act well enough. decisive!

There is nothing wrong with letting them lead an army.

But letting them lead a battle is obviously not enough.

I can only hope that after the successful establishment of a university in the territory, a group of more outstanding generals can be cultivated.

It looked like about eight o'clock in the morning.

The front line of defense has been completely laid out, including three rows of repelling horses, a slope-shaped earth wall about five meters high and four meters wide, and a small part of poisoned swabs made according to the proposal of the slave trader Pulifei.

The so-called poisoned sign was originally a method used by the barbarians.

They cut the hard bamboo into two sharp wooden sticks, about four centimeters in length, very thin. The wooden sticks were all soaked in the poisonous juice for a period of time, and then most of them were taken out and inserted into the ground, with only a part exposed. section. The barbarians planted these poisonous swabs where some enemies passed by. If the enemy accidentally stepped on them, they would be poisoned and infected immediately. Although they were not fatal, the wounds would rot and fester within two days.

In this day and age, a good pair of shoes is definitely not a cheap thing.

In this era of barren materials, a considerable number of human beings are still barefoot or only have a pair of straw sandals.

In this way, this method can be said to be quite effective!

When Murphy heard it, he immediately agreed.

the reason is simple.

Gnolls don't wear shoes...

As we all know, the wolf man has lush hair on his body and sharp claws on his limbs. Similarly, the soles of these creatures are also extremely thick.

The living habits of Gnolls are very similar to those of wild beasts. Although they wear clothes, they simply sew a few pieces of fur together. As a race that has nothing to do with ingenuity, you don't expect them to be able to make things like shoes. At least as far as Murphy is concerned, except for a very few high-level gnolls, the other gnolls seem to be habitually barefoot.

In this way, this trick is very vicious.

Murphy could completely foresee the expressions those gnolls would have when they stepped on a sharp poisonous stick when they were concentrating on rushing forward.

In fact, when the slave trader Pulifei came up with this idea.

Murphy had the idea of ​​preparing a batch of metal spikes or caltrops, but he overestimated the level of craftsmanship of this era.

In this era where grinding a needle takes a lot of time.

It is obviously more realistic to use hard bamboo and wood than to use iron products. At least it is easy to make and does not take much time.

And the last line of defense is not a line of defense.

It was a poisoned stick inserted every ten centimeters behind the refusal horse. These poisoned sticks would definitely make those jackals who broke through the first line of defense understand how wise it is to walk and look at their feet!