Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 302

2021-04-20

Chapter 302 Mason
The night was dark, I don't know when and where.

The soldiers with lances and muskets on their shoulders panted heavily, just running after their comrades in front.

The other side of the road was occupied by horses laden with armor. From time to time, out-of-control horses broke into the parade, causing a burst of exclamations and curses.

"This can't be done." Bud looked around the crowd, his eyebrows twisted into a knot: "The company in the front is about to run to the town of Sanke, and the militia behind have not yet left the valley. There is no food, and no Drink. The warriors can't find the carriage, and the armored packhorses can't find the warriors."

Winters drew on the map without saying a word, holding the lantern.

In addition to the two regular officers, all company commanders and militiamen who could be summoned were appointed Captains.

Everyone knows the danger of forced marches at night, but can it be done quickly?

This force of nearly 10,000 people - including the militias - most of the baggage is in Gervodin.

The battle of the Pantuo River relies on the [Revodan-Xiaoshi Town-Pangtuo River] to supply supplies, so that the front line has food, drink, and ammunition.

If Gervodan is lost, it is not enough to describe the embolization of the aorta, but the heart is directly gouged out.

Not to mention that Gervoudin is still an evacuation place for military family members, the militia may lack sympathy for this, but those warriors whose families are in Gervoudin can't wait to grow wings and fly back.

"Sweaty soldiers, warhorses with foam at the mouth, such troops can't fight!" Bud said heavily, as if he was telling his subordinates, but in fact he was telling Winters:

"In this state, five hundred cavalry will be able to overwhelm our entire army. Until there is definite news from Gervoudan, it should be considered that Gervoudan has fallen, and the next battle plan should be formulated based on this premise. ."

Everyone listened silently, there are only two officers in the true sense, and there is only one person who can control this army.

"Modify the destination, let the Second Battalion, Third Camp go to the town of Saint Ke to assemble and reorganize; let the mounted infantry battallion cross the river from Wangqiao Town and go to the north bank to Geroudan." Winters said suddenly, The order was clearly given:
"Let Tamas' 1st Battalion turn back, take the Oxhoof Valley militia to [Iron Peak Pass] to build a fort, and crucify the Iron Peak Pass."

[Note: Tiefeng Mountain Pass is the narrow road between Oxhoof Valley and Forge Township. Winters reconnaissance the terrain there in Chapter 60]
Others have not been able to react, Bud has already taken out the notebook and verbally instructed Transcribe into written orders.

“How about the other militia units?” Bud asked, keeping his hands on the other side.

"All troops without a specific order will be concentrated in the town of Sanke." Winters folded the map and handed it to Bud: "Give the map to the acting battalion commanders. Mobilize the messengers of the villages and towns to send out. Is it?"

"All sent out."

"Re-send, and the assembly site is located in Shengke Town. Collect food and grass from Shengke Town and Wangqiao Town, and fight the battle. Equivalent compensation later."

"I'll take care of this matter." Bud nodded, who is now nominally the mayor of the town of Sanke.

The two answered questions and quickly sorted out the deployment of the army.

The subordinates were ordered to return to their own teams, leaving only Winters, Bard, and a few guards.

Bud looked at Winters, not knowing what to say.

From the moment she learned that Gervoudan was threatened, Winters gradually became calm and withdrawn, and even seemed to be stripped of human emotions.

As if it were some kind of stress response or self-defense, Winters never talked about his worries about Gervodin.

It just shows that Gervoudin has treasures that Winters sees as life, so much so that he can't imagine what it would be like to lose them. So he can only occupy his mind with endless deductions of the battle situation, and no longer think about other things.

Budd feels sorry for his best friend and wants to say something comforting to Winters.

But it was Winters who asked first: "Has fleet set off yet?"

Bud slightly startled: "Samukin sent a messenger, and he's already set off."

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"Okay." Winters nods, turning around and walking into the tent.

When Bud looked back at Winters, the latter had fallen asleep on the camp bed.

 …

At dawn, Gervoudan appeared in the field of view of the Teltown striker.

Gevodan is located on a solid flat ground in the middle of the valley, and it is also the lowest position on the valley plain, open and safe on all sides.

Terdun is condescending and has an unobstructed view of Gervodin: the north and south cities face each other across the river, connected by a wooden bridge in the middle.

At this moment, the city wall is all around brightly lit, and it is clear that the defenders are in full force.

The fire roaster was not surprised. Once the army moved, it would inevitably be exposed—they were already discovered by the coastal sentry towers when crossing the river.

Beasts must approach quietly before hunting, but the final sprint is the key to determining whether or not to gorge oneself.

The fire roaster pointed to the outline of the city wall outlined by the lights on the south bank, laughed heartily: "[Herde] is so short, is it worthy of being called a city wall?"

Guardians He also laughed impudently.

The "city wall" in front of me is really short and pitiful, just as tall as a person, and it's not too different from a farmer's fence.

Not to mention the sturdy and famous cities and towns, and the walls of those noble manors are a little short.

In the battle of wasteland, the fire roaster headquarters suffered heavy losses. Today's Su Wei, Ye Wei, and quiver warriors, many of them are newly promoted.

These young Turdon nobles were eager to prove their bravery and be rewarded for their merits.

The fire roaster bent bow and place arrow, moved towards the sky and shot a roar: "[Head] Heavenly God is above!"

The leaders are like runaway hounds, each Leading the family and horses, roaring towards Gervodin.

As the Terdens peeped at Gervodin, Mason also saw the black silhouette on the horizon.

"What a big problem for me." Mason complained helplessly in his heart.

However, in the face of the trembling with fear of the city defenders, Mason enthusiastically brought out another set of rhetoric: "The Montagne tribunal has already wiped out the barbarian army on the Pantuo River! Now there are only some roaming soldiers. Let’s just relax!”

The city wall of Revodan is about two meters high, with a rammed earth structure and a wooden shelf on the inside for people to stand.

At the moment of the enemy, the labor force who built the city was directly conscripted into the army and became the glorious defending militia. The way of assigning posts is also simple. Wherever you build the City Wall section, go to the City Wall section to defend.

The only person in the city with battle strength - the city guard, which is mainly armed citizens, was held by Mason and did not fill the city wall.

"Old Mr. Priskin." Mason gently comforted the mayor beside him: "Don't worry too much."

Old Priskin has seen big storms, but His knees were still shaking uncontrollably in the face of the barbarians who came like mountain cry out and sea howl.

Learning that the barbarians were crossing the river from Forge Township, Old Priskin urged Mason to withdraw to the old city and set the new city on the south bank on fire.

But Mason firmly disagreed.

In desperation, Old Priskin bid farewell to his family in tears, and sacrificed his life to accompany Mason Tribunal on the city wall of New Town.

The people of Teltown were about to rush to the edge of the city wall, and Mason began at a moderate pace to explain to the old Mayor Priskin the basis for his decision: "There are nearly 10,000 people in the new city, and the baggage is also hoarded. Here. If you burn things, you will cut off the Montagne tribune's back."

Old Priskin simply didn't know what to say: "If you don't burn things, don't these baggage Wouldn't it fall into the hands of the barbarians, wouldn't it cut off the Montagne tribune's back road?"

"Do you know why I stayed in Gervoudan?" Mason asked the old mayor with a smile. .

Old Priskin was heartbroken and was too lazy to shoot flattery: "I don't know."

Mason smacked his lips, sighed: "Because I'm the best at defending the city. This city It was planned by me, and I have confidence in it."

Old Priskin wanted to cry without tears: With such a low wall and so many people, where did the confidence come from? my God!

On the other side, the fire roaster and the old Tongyi watched the battle on the hillside.

The land all around Gervoudan is eerily dark, not the usual tawny brown in autumn and winter.

The old interpreter always felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it for a while, he could see the clue - it was too bald, the earth was bare.

The impossible around the city is bare, and the process of citizens moving towards the edge of the city is the process of urban growth.

However, there is a white field around the southern city, houses, woods, villages... nothing.

The old interpreter looked around and found the same thing beside him: he couldn't find a tree that could be used, or a bunch of grass that could feed the horses.

"Perhaps a hard bone." The old interpreter had no reason to give birth to a single thought.

Outside the city, the deafening sound of hooves is getting closer.

In the city, a group of refugees is sneaking closer to the new Western District gate.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Sergeant Ivan, who was guarding the gate, asked sharply.

"The tribunal asked us to come here to bring you some wine." The leader of the refugee, frivolous, kept his footsteps.

Ivan didn't answer at all. Seeing that the other party was still walking forward, he directly took out his whistle, puffed out his cheeks and blew it.

"Fuck!" The refugees led by the refugees took out a short blade from their arms and rushed towards the guards: "Kill!"

The other Teltown troops who had mixed into the city [returned to the public] They also rioted and attacked the guards.

"Spy!" Ivan shouted a warning, raised his shield, raised his broadsword, and greeted the headed spy: "Protect the city gate!"

The guards are fully armored, but There are few people; many people are attached to them, but only short blades. The two sides crossed with each other and fought as a group.

On the other side, Mason heard the whistle from Simon.

Mason stepped on his horse, turned his head and smiled and said to old Priskin, "This is up to you, Mr. Mayor."

With that, he led the guards And the city guard ran to the west gate.

"old man...old man..." Even in the face of the Montagne tribune, old Priskin had never been so embarrassed. In desperation, the old man even shouted a broken voice: "Old man has never fought a war!"

On the hillside, the fire roasters watching the battle saw the fire swaying south of the city wall and the gate was opened.

"Successful!" The fire roaster couldn't hide his excitement.

The old interpreter looks strange, indifferent expression.

The dull sound of horns penetrated the battlefield, and a group of armored cavalry broke away from the battallion and went straight to the city gate where someone wielded a torch.

The other Turdon cavalry continued to gallop around the city wall, distracting the defenders.

Using cavalry to attack a city wall—even a low wall—is a foolish act, and the most ideal strategy for the Terdun people, who lack siege equipment, is to combine the inside and the outside.

In mid-September, when the first raid failed, the Burners were already planning a second raid.

The [Returners] of the Turdtown Division infiltrated Ironpeak and Vigne earlier than the first raid.

The so-called affiliation refers to the non-nomads who fled into wasteland for various reasons and joined the tribes of Heard. The most common source is criminals. And only by subjugating the crowd, the tribes of Heard were able to spy on the inner conditions of Plato.

Now that the followers have succeeded, the most elite armored veterans will break into the city wall to expand the victory.

The Terdun nobleman who received this honor was named [Nai Ya], from the family of the fire-boiler mother.

“[Hede] Heavenly God is above!” Nai Ya roared, rushing into the city gate first: “[Hede] not a single one left!”

The rest of Teltown The armored man screamed, roared, laughed cruelly, and rushed into the city gate closely behind Kota.

But...how about two-legged people?
Nai Ya was startled to realize that there was still a wall in front of him, and suddenly restrained the truce horse. The armored cavalry at the back couldn't dodge in time and bumped into it.

By the light of the brazier, Nai Ya realized that he was not facing another wall, but a series of carriages connected end to end.

"[Herde] is in ambush!" Nai Ya's eyes were about to split open, and he shouted in despair, "[Herde] quit!"

The gate fell heavily.

The cold glow flashed, and there was a blood hole on Nai Ya's face. His hands flicked backwards weakly, and he fell from the saddle in slow motion.

"Fire." Lieutenant Colonel Moritz turned stern and ordered Sergeant Shaosha.

Blacksmith Shaosha -- who has been temporarily commissioned as a sergeant -- cried out, "Fire!" and snapped his launcher.

The other civic musketeers also gritted their teeth, held their breath, and pressed the launcher.

The lost cavalry was a living target, and the Turdun armored men panicked. Several Teltowners jumped up the city wall on horseback, trying to turn over outside the city wall.

Another burly Terdun Armored Soldier was furious, jumped directly to the carriage, smashed into the hands of the citizen's musket, and cut off half of the shoulder of the Palatine in front of him.

The citizens of Gervoudan have never seen such a scene. The most boastful citizens were scared to pee their pants, and some people simply threw their guns and ran away.

As soon as Moritz raised his hand, no one could see what he had done. Anyway, the burly barbarian died on the spot.

Moritz raised his hand again, and the citizen running at the front fell to the ground with severe knee pain.

"Don't run!" Shaosha, the potbellied blacksmith, cried while reloading the musket: "Can you live if you run? Kill the barbarians!"

On the other hand, Mason has already Lead the cavalry to strangle the spies of the sneak attack Simon.

Telltown's followers attacked the west gate, but it was the south gate that had just opened. The west gate is the bait, and so is the south gate.

The labor force is governed by military law, with daily headcounts. If you know how much bread you bake every day, you know how many people there are in each labor force.

Learning one after another that laborers are missing, Mason has to plan for the worst - there are spies from Teltown people in the city.

But there are too many refugees, and Mason's manpower is too small to carry out the screening. If people in the city were alarmed by finding spies on a large scale, it would be even more of a loss.

"Leave a few alive." Mason shook off the blood from the saber and calmed down a little from his unsteady breathing due to the strenuous exercise: "Sergeant Ivan!"

"Yes!"

"Guard the west gate."

"Yes!"

"Gentlemen! Sergeant Shaosha at the south gate is still waiting for us." Mason invited With a smile, he said, "Don't make him wait any longer."

tone barely fell , he had already ridden away. Other riders followed suit.

And outside the city wall, the Turtletown cavalry found a big problem.

That is the city wall that the fire roaster calls "too short". In fact, not only is it not short, but it is high and insurmountable.

This is a city wall with "wall and moat", which is specially prepared by Captain Richard Mason for Teltown people.

[The name Mason itself means stonemason]
[But in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance, a stonemason was not just a "stone-manipulating artisan", a mason was a craftsman's craftsman, his Responsibilities and authority are closer to architects and contractors. Responsible for the overall planning, hiring other craftsmen, controlling expenditures, etc.]
[For example, a lord wants to build a castle, the first thing he has to do is to find a stonemason, and he will do the rest. Just don't worry about it, the masons will make arrangements]
[There is also a more interesting point, the original meaning of Freemasonry is actually the mason's brother association... 也就是建筑师协会]
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