Chapter 1080 (2/2)
”Duke, and... Two earls...” the demon hunter twitched his throat, as if he didn't know how to explain:
”In fact, we had heard before coming. In order to put an end to the rebellion as soon as possible, his highness Brandon de sallion ordered a batch of heavy catapults and crossbows in melting pot town to bombard the castles of the Lords of East Saxony; but when he arrived at duanjie mountain, his regiment did not have these equipment.”
”Now it seems that I'm afraid all these siege weapons are left in melting pot town and fall into the hands of the rebels.”
”...” Loren Turin.
”...” lanmallos.
”...” regrell.
”...” Lucian.
The frozen atmosphere lasted for a full minute.
Well, it's not the first time I've met such a bad heart, and it's not the first time I've been trapped by Brandon. It's no big deal... Lauren is so ”comforting” himself.
Although if Brandon were here now, he might be tempted to blow this guy's head off.
”Organize a surprise feint to see if it can attract the attention of these rebels and make them hide in the town and dare not come out.”
After pondering for a moment, Loren made a decision: ”regrell is right. We delay time in such a place, but we can't be afraid because these guys are retreating - Lucian!”
”Yes!”
The leader of the wings of the sky was shocked, and his face was firm and a little excited.
”Lead 300 demon hunters to launch a raid at the same time from the city gate in the north and south of melting pot town in the evening - there is no need to attack the city, let alone attack the city, but try to organize the momentum as much as possible to make them feel safe to hide in the city.”
”Yes!”
”The rest of the Byrne knights are ready to cover the demon hunter's feint - in the evening, take the team as a unit and retreat towards the port...”
Before the black haired wizard finished, some depressed lanmalos suddenly changed his expression, like subconsciously raising his right hand and pointing behind the black haired wizard.
”Duke, forgive me for being rude... But I don't think you need to organize any feint.” the cavalry commander, who is always careless, has a very interesting expression.
In the direction he pointed out, large tracts of smoke and dust were rolling in their direction - lanmallos, a skilled battlefield, could judge the general strength of the enemy from the smoke and dust at a glance.
It is mainly light infantry, probably no cavalry, twice the number of Byrne knights, and it is a fast-moving forced army formation.
At present, there is only one enemy who can organize such forces and attack them
”The rebels in melting pot, they came up and died themselves.”