Ride and Cut

"3,000 to 5,000 people, according to Stuart..." Li Cha pondered for a moment and said: "That is likely to be an entire army."

According to Stuart, there are only about 4,000 people in a legion, which is not as many as the forwards of the Pompeii legion. The three of them exchanged glances silently. To be honest, they were all a little moved. They wanted to directly eat the enemy in front of them without waiting for the main force of the rear army, and get the credit and the honor of the first battle.

And doing so is not illegal at all. After all, the significance of setting up a forward is to clear obstacles for the main force within its ability. But whether they can fight or not requires further verification of the strength of both sides.

"Is this place a relatively important military node?" Buster's face was full of confusion. Although he was the captain of the regiment in charge of 10,000 people, it was rarely his turn to decide whether to fight or not to fight.

"No." Bedric shook his head, obviously he had already done his homework, "From the map, this town is called Chakesh, and it's a very ordinary farming town, the only specialty is pumpkins."

"And the opponent must have discovered us a long time ago. Whether it's attacking or waiting for the main force, we'd better make a decision as soon as possible."

"Is there a city wall in the town?" The entire forward force was not equipped with any siege equipment at all. Richard was more worried about losing money on the city wall, but Bedrick's answer proved that this worry was completely unnecessary:

"With a thin circle, it is less than the height of the three blades, and the effect is limited."

"Maybe it's a bait set by the enemy to attract us." Buster frowned, but he was more cautious in his heart. "They might pretend to retreat as soon as we hit us. If they pursue us, they will fall into an ambush by the Stuarts."

Li Cha sneered, "Come on, do you know how difficult it is to implement the tactic of feigning defeat?"

In order to prevent the fraudulent defeat from turning into a real defeat, the organization requirements for general soldiers are very strict, and it is absolutely impossible for any cat or dog to complete it. But the contradiction is that those who can meet the requirements are often the elite, and it is too late for the commander to use them as treasures, so how can he be willing to release them as bait.

Buster himself was vacillating, and he felt that he was too suspicious before, "You can try it."

So a total of 5,000 people began to advance and form a battle formation, and finally stopped 3,000 yards away from the city wall of Qia Keshi. This distance can basically guarantee that they will not be threatened by any long-range weapons or magic below high level.

Standing on the back of Di Xinglong, Li Cha took out the telescope tube and put it in front of his eyes. His eyes passed through the two layers of crystal lenses in the iron tube, carefully observing the distant wall.

Since the first telescope was born in Gaoshan Castle, the craftsmen have not been living for nothing for so long. Following the lord's thinking, they have carried out countless tests and adjustments on the polishing and installation of the lens, and they can boast that the results are remarkable.

The one in Li Cha's hand is already a product that has been iterated many times, and the image is much clearer than the original one. Three thousand yards away, even the white pus spots on the target pimple can be clearly seen.

Chakeshi is what an agricultural town should look like. The low buildings with one or two floors piled up in a mess in the town, and cow dung and rotten cabbage leaves can be seen everywhere on the streets. The pointed arch of a small church is the highest striking landmark, and a cross stands on top.

The fence is rather shabby, made of mud paste on wood like the houses of ordinary villagers, and at a glance, you can see a lot of wheat straw and grass stalks mixed in. This kind of wall is quite qualified for defending against robbers and wild wolves, and it will never be tougher than straw paper in front of siege engines.

The soldiers on the wall had obviously noticed the uninvited guest, and they were dispatching troops to climb the wall in a calm manner. Li Cha could clearly see their mouth movements when communicating with each other, but unfortunately he couldn't read lips and could only stare blankly. The back was blocked by a wall, and there were many people crowded in the shadows.

The only defensive equipment was two pendulum-style bed crossbows, which should be the property of the town itself—if even the regular Stuart army was still equipped with such old-fashioned and obsolete gadgets, then they were not worthy of being an enemy of Pompeii at all.

The gate of Chaksh has long been closed, but outside the gate there are still a few barefoot farmers leading oxen begging. Their faces were distressed and troubled, but any commander would never choose to open the door at this time.

If there are a few earls, the weight may be enough, but the civilians are far behind.

The lord carefully observed the equipment and spirit of these soldiers, and finally concluded that it was okay, but only okay. It is stronger than Dracula's "Brown Bear Roaring Legion" back then, but not much stronger. It is more capable but does not see the kind of arrogance that the trump card should have.

He put down the lens tube and laid out his conclusions. After speaking, he found that Bedric and Buster were staring at each other eagerly, their saliva almost drooling with hope on their faces. So the telescope barrel passed through the hands of several people, and finally returned to Li Cha.

"Your things are really good, get me a pair later." Bedric smacked his lips, and when he returned it, he obviously had more than enough to say.

Granling stretched out his hand and scratched the top of his bald head. He also wanted it a little bit, but as a priest, he couldn't hold back his face and opened his mouth.

"Turn back, one pair per person." The lord waved his hand in a very low-key way to express his smallness.

"I seem to have seen a griffin flag with red background and gold stripes just now." Buster reached out his hand and gestured roughly.

"As far as I know, there are three legions with 'Griffon' in their name." Bedric responded faintly.

Stuart's individual legion has fewer people, so the overall number of the legion will naturally be larger. It is also a standing army of 600,000 to 800,000. Pompeii's side is only divided into 20 legions, and this number is a full 200 on Stuart's side.

Coupled with occasional changes, it becomes extremely difficult to identify the origin through the military flag.

"Wait, I have a subordinate who used to be in the Stuart Garrison, I'll ask him to come and see." Li Cha snapped his fingers suddenly.

Not long after, Dracula ran over, looked through the binoculars for a long time, and said with certainty: "It's the 'Griffin Ambition', a new legion, the bottom of the regular legion. I also met their legion leader, named Capet."

"Our strength is obviously stronger." The lord immediately came to a conclusion.

Although there is not much difference in the number of people on both sides, the comparison of strength has never been based on the number of people. This Dragon Claw striker is a gathering of heroes from any angle.

Buster brought the three most capable teams out of the ten brigades under his command; Bedrick's side was all from the imperial capital's imperial army, including fifty tiger guards - Li Cha saw it when he took a walk after dinner. He was as tall as three blades and his arms were so strong that his tendons were exaggeratedly strong. Lifting two people with one hand was as easy as drinking water. It is completely conceivable what kind of meat grinder they will be once they wear heavy armor and join the melee.

The only shortcoming might be that his mind was not very bright. At that time, the lord was very enthusiastic to invite these big guys to wrestle their arms, but they actually agreed. Afterwards, the sprain took five or six days to heal.

As for the people in the Alpine Fort, let alone, just look at the level of sophistication of the powerful race and equipment, even the mentally retarded will know that it is not a good thing.

This configuration is used to deal with an ordinary Stuart army, which is almost a luxury.

"Why are you still hesitating! Get ready to attack!" Li Cha snapped his fingers, "Archers cover and shoot, infantry raise their shields, Abu, take someone to find a position and prepare by yourself."

The whole army began to push forward slowly until it was a thousand yards away.

The pendulum crossbow on the city wall tried to fire a few shots at them. The power was not bad and it could penetrate deep into the ground, but the aim was almost a joke, and it couldn't even catch a hair. After a few shots, the fire was turned off and there was no movement. I don't know whether it was because of insufficient arrows or because it was simply given up.

They are not the only ones who have bed crossbows, the Alpine Fort also has them, and they are many times more sophisticated. The two all-steel crossbow carts were pushed out by the dwarf artificial soldiers shouting a chant. After each test-fired an arrow, they quickly restored the two pendulum bed crossbows into parts.