Three days passed by quickly, and the defensive line was basically completed.
Roland stood on the high platform behind the position, just like during the Months of Demons against the demonic beasts, he personally came to the battlefield to encourage all the officers and soldiers of the First Army.
Because Nightingale had a special mission, she had already sneaked into the battlefield with Echo, and the witch who had taken over his protection duty was Anna.
Roland himself had also put on a coated armor, with two revolvers at his waist. If the defensive line hadn't completely collapsed, it would have been very difficult for the fish that escaped the net to pose a threat to him.
"The enemy is about ten kilometers away from here, coo!" A huge pigeon descended from the sky and landed on his shoulder.
"Good job, continue to monitor them," Roland took out a piece of beef jerky from his pocket and handed it to Maggie. She pecked the jerky open and swallowed it, then spread her wings and flew towards the east.
With Lightning and Maggie taking turns to scout, he was very clear about the enemy's movements, so he could calmly arrange the battlefield.
In order to deal with the Berserker Warriors who had taken drugs, it was not safe to line up in a long and thin battle line. In particular, according to Lightning's report, he was particularly concerned about the hundreds of people carrying short spears on their backs. If he had not guessed wrong, it was very likely that the other side had used them as a preemptive weapon.
Generally, the range of a thrown weapon wouldn't exceed fifty meters, but that was only for ordinary people. After taking the pills, how far the militia could throw their short spears, Roland wasn't clear, but once it exceeded a hundred meters, it would become a threat to the firearms team. So he simply chose to put down a batch of bunkers, implement urban tactics, use buildings to block the entrance, guns to block the road, and artillery to suppress the enemy, building an insurmountable line of defense.
With enough cement, it was easier to quickly build a bunker than a city wall. Although the single-layer brick bunker seemed a bit fragile in structure, for the militia who didn't carry heavy siege weapons, it was already an indestructible fortification.
Ten bunkers were arranged in a diamond shape on both sides of the road, forming a crossfire. Each bunker was equipped with twenty-four soldiers, half of them were recruits and half of them were veterans. The skilled veterans were responsible for shooting, while the recruits were responsible for loading the ammunition. Soroya had also drawn optical camouflage on the bunker. Looking at it from a distance, the bunker and the surrounding environment were almost integrated into one, and it was difficult to tell the difference between the two.
Behind the battle line was the artillery unit. The 20 cannons were lined up in a row, and the firing sequence was the same as before. They adjusted the firing angle and loaded the corresponding ammunition according to Lightning's instructions.
There was also an emergency force standing around the artillery position. There were about a hundred of them, equipped with flintlocks, to protect the artillery and His Highness in the rear.
Looking at the spirited and high-spirited soldiers in the defense line, Roland felt a little emotional. At first, they were thin and weak, and had signed up to join the army for eggs. But after the baptism of the Months of Demons and the defense of the town, they were now able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending their homes.
"Your Highness, the enemy is only two kilometers away from us." This time, it was the little girl Lightning who flew back to report.
"Very good. Leave the surveillance task to Maggie. You can go into the forest and issue the signal to fire." Roland nodded, then turned around and said to the Chief Knight, "Pass my order, all members of the First Army, get into position and prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Yes!" Carter saluted.
*
Lehman felt that his hand was getting heavier and heavier.
Two days ago, there was still a burning pain, but now he had almost lost consciousness. The armor could no longer cover his swollen and blue arm, and the place where the hammer had hit left a red and black mark. At first glance, the skin looked like it was covered with a layer of oil, somewhat transparent and shiny.
It should be a broken bone, he thought, if I don't treat it, I won't be able to keep my arm. Although the painkillers found in the church could relieve the pain, they couldn't make the broken bone grow back. He decided to wait until the end of the battle and immediately return to King's City, where Graycastle's best pharmacists and alchemists should be able to cure this damn internal injury.
"Sir Lehman, your hand … is it okay?" Levin asked with some concern.
"It only looks scary," he pretended to be indifferent, "Besides, we don't need to attack Border Town, we just need to watch from the side."
"I hope the pain in your arm hasn't made you dizzy, Sir," Dorn sneered, "Have you thought about how to attack Border Town?"
The other's tone made Lehman frown, but now was not the time to care about such trivial things, "According to the information I heard from the Wolf and Elk nobles, they mainly rely on a long-range attack weapon to contain the Knight's charge. This weapon can launch an attack before the Knight can accelerate, accompanied by fire and a loud noise, similar to a large ballista, but the projectile it shoots is much faster than the ballista. "
"In other words, although it is powerful, it can't be fired continuously, right?" Levin quickly grasped the key point.
"Yes, the faster we approach the enemy's line of defense, the less attacks we will receive," Lehman nodded, "In addition, the number of people is also very important. As far as I know, the Duke Of Ryan's Knight regiment and the nobles' Knight regiment add up to no more than two hundred people, and in the end they are only one step away from breaking through the line of defense, while we have no less than one thousand five hundred people. After taking the medicine, these idiots can run no slower than horses, so the result will be completely different from the last time. "
"Or all of this will not happen at all," Dorn said disapprovingly, "Roland Wimbledon may still be waiting for the emissary group to visit him in the castle, we just have to walk into the castle and cut off his head."
"No, he must have already noticed us," Lehman said decisively, "Haven't you noticed that in the past three days we haven't met any caravans? It's not strange for the merchants who set off from Longsong Stronghold to stop or return after seeing the tail of the main army, but not seeing any caravans from Border Town is unusual. This can only mean that the Prince has sealed off the border. "
"Now do you understand why His Majesty chose Sir Lehman as the captain, and not you?" Levin sneered.
"Well, it seems that there is no problem with your head for the time being," Dorn shrugged, "This is also good, compared to killing the Prince, it is obviously more interesting to get rid of those untouchables who dare to rebel against His Majesty.
"Sir Lehman, Border Town's troops and horses have been discovered in front," the Knight in charge of the investigation reported.
"Let's go and have a look," Lehman urged his mount forward. At this time, the outline of the town's castle was faintly visible, and at the end of the road there seemed to be a shadow walking. He took out his telescope and carefully observed the enemy's line of defense, "Those wheeled things should be the long-range attack weapons mentioned in the intelligence, but their number seems to be much greater."
"Should we let everyone directly rush forward?" Levin asked.
"This road is a bit narrow, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate all the militia," he looked to the right side of the woods, "We can divide some people and go around the woods, it doesn't matter if it's slow. If we can form a pincer attack from the side, this line of defense won't last long. "
Just as Lehman was about to order the adjustment of the team, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure from the corner of his eye.
He was startled, is this … an illusion caused by the broken arm? Turning his head, he saw that it was actually a woman. She was wearing a hood, her whole body was shrouded in a white robe, and before he had time to open his mouth, a flame suddenly appeared in her hand.