Chapter 526 [It's over]

The crucible is mounted on the fire, and the water inside is already bubbling. It is worthy of your collection...

I have to say that thanks to this heavy snow, it makes it very convenient for the army to fetch water. I can shovel a pot of snow into the surrounding snow to melt it, and it can be drunk as fresh water.

Chen Daolin's army did not need to chop firewood around to live. His army's carriage was loaded with some coal, which were mined from the mountains.

At night, the fortress fell into silence inside and outside.

Under the strict regulations on the war rules, no one in the military camp is allowed to make noise, in order to ensure that the lookout hands on the lookout platform are not disturbed by noise.

A sheep that had peeled off and emptied the internal organs was grabbed by two soldiers and scrubbed inside and outside the snow, then chopped it into pieces with a big axe and distributed it to each team's hands, and then threw it into a cauldron.

The dinner was quite rich, with dehydrated dry food. Everyone could also get a bowl of hot mutton soup with thick oil flowers floating inside, and a piece of mutton could also be divided into the officer's bowl.

In the middle of the night, Montoya woke up from his sleep. He felt that most of the fatigue he had been exhausted for several days had been removed. When he walked out of the fortress, the adjutant next to him handed a bowl of mutton soup. Montoya took it over, but he didn't say anything. He drank it all, chewing the fat and tender mutton in his mouth and swallowed it with a gulp.

"Where is Lord Darling?"

"The adults took people to patrol the front."

Montoya nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Chen Daolin's disciple, the necromancer McQueen ran over.

"What's wrong? Master?"

Although McQueen was young, he was a magician after all, and a daunting necromancer. So the Holy Knight still maintained respect and politeness to him.

"The teacher has the order to you, Lord Montoya."

McQueen took out a badge from his arms and looked at Montoya. Montoya recognized it as Chen Daolin's token, and nodded: "What's the order?"

McQueen took a deep breath, and the young magician's face had a look of excitement, and he whispered something in Montoya's ear.

"...I understand! I will execute the order!" Montoya's eyes shone brightly: "Please tell Lord Darling that my sword will always follow his orders!"

"The teacher never doubts this." McQueen immediately said seriously.

Montoya hurriedly left, and he left in a hurry. The sacred knight rushed to the back of the military camp. Soon, a shocking voice came from inside.

...

It was almost dawn that Chen Daolin returned to the military camp.

The commander in the barracks has been replaced by Montoya's deputy. This is an officer selected from Sylvester's personal guard camp. He is about forty years old, taciturn and has a very ordinary name called Adams.

"Everything is ready."

It's just Adams' report to Chen Daolin.

Chen Daolin nodded. He knew this guy very well, he was very cautious and steady. Although his talent in all aspects was not outstanding. However, whether it was Montoya or Martin, his evaluation of him was: a qualified officer. Perhaps not outstanding, but he was absolutely qualified.

"From now on, you are my messenger." Chen Daolin glanced at him: "When the war begins, you are responsible for the specific command."

Adams nodded without saying a word and stood beside Chen Daolin.

The orcs came earlier than expected.

Perhaps because of the smell, these orcs seemed to be eager to come south and seize the fat piece in front of them.

When noon just passed, the sun was still shining on its head, although the winter sun did not provide much warmth.

On the ground, above the snow line, the shadow of orcs began to appear.

There was a movement on the lookout soon, and the warning horn was sounded.

When Chen Dao walked out of the fortress, Adams had already begun to perform his tasks with great responsibility. He began to supervise and urge all the troops to enter his post.

Low walls, fortresses, walls...

Adams's shouting made Chen Daolin smile slightly.

The main fortress of this fort has a three-story structure, two and a half to be precise. Half of its underground floor is exposed on the ground, and several vents are also opened.

On the two floors above, each of them has external walls and combat platforms. The top floor is round. The corridors on both wings are piled up by stones, which are considered as a permanent trench. The two corridors lead to the secondary fortresses on both sides.

Judging from the shape, the overall structure of this No. 7 fortress is like a Chinese word "mountain".

"From now on, you will take over command." Chen Daolin told Adams.

Adams hesitated a little: "Sir... how do we fight?"

"Fight as you should." Chen Daolin said lightly: "You are an officer from the Northwest Division. Can't you even fight? There are ready-made fortifications, three thousand soldiers, sufficient weapons and food, and we occupy the favorable terrain... Now, Adams, show your ability!"

Adamsley hesitated for a moment and said quickly: "The fortress does not require us to put all the troops into the post at the same time, so five hundred soldiers can be left as reserves in the fortress. Also, the archers should all go to the second and third floors. Sir, I need your authorization."

"You have obtained my authorization." Chen Daolin pulled out his sword and handed it to Adams: "If someone doesn't obey military orders, you can use my sword to cut off his head!"

...

The afternoon sun shines on the snow, and the earth is covered in white.

The orcs' legion began to advance slowly, and when they advanced about five hundred meters away from the fortress, they stopped.

Chen Daolin stood on the third floor of the fortress, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, unable to help but sigh softly.

"What an ancient way of war... is it a square formation? Haha..."

The orc's square formation was located under Chen Daolin's nose. A simple Hawkeye magic made him not need a monocular.

As Montoya described, the orcs had more than ten large and small numbers, with a large number of them and a small number. The large square array may have two or three hundred people. The minimum is only about thirty or fifty people.

Although the array is generally neat, this arrangement makes Chen Daolin sneer in his heart.

The tribal army... is indeed ancient!

Of course, the orc warriors are powerful and cruel - this was something that Chen Daolin had personally experienced and observed closely when he first came to this world.

But from a war perspective, the orc army still maintained their tradition: a backward tribal architecture.

The orc army in front of us should belong to a relatively powerful tribe in the orc kingdom.

However, the structure of the Orc Kingdom is: there are tribes of all sizes under the tribe.

These tribes are big and small. The large tribes may have a population of thousands or even thousands, while the smallest tribe may even have a population of hundreds or tens.

When the orcs start a war, they will be issued a war order from the orc king to various tribes. Each tribe will then reach all tribes of all sizes under their command.

Then tribes of all sizes will mobilize warriors from their own tribe to participate in the war.

This result makes the orc army not as scientific and reasonable as the army of the Roland Empire. Although it is a feudal army, it at least has a more reasonable military organization.

The orcs are more scattered. They are based on tribes. Large tribes may have a larger population base. The soldiers pulled out may have hundreds of people. Small tribes have a smaller population base. The soldiers pulled out may have only dozens of people.

Each tribe has its own square array, which is clearly distinguished from each other.

From Chen Daolin's perspective, this is definitely a big drawback.

The number of combat units that require strict combat units in the army. When fighter jets appear, do you need to send a company or a regiment?

This is a fixed quantity value.

It is hard to imagine. When your army is under your command, some of them have one hundred people in one company, some of them have three hundred people in one company, and some of them have thirty people in one company...

This is definitely a nightmare for the commander!

...

The orcs were not in a hurry to attack, and Adams watched Chen Daolin for a while and whispered: "Their number is a little less than the previous few days."

"Oh?" Chen Daolin glanced at Adams with interest.

"At most, one thousand two people." Adams shook his head: "The orc we saw before will not be less than one thousand five hundred."

"Are they divided the troops?" Chen Daolin smiled.

"No, they are infantry, and there is no point in dividing troops. It seems that Lord Montoya's strategy has worked. The few hundred people that were few should have occupied our fortress along the way and divided the troops to occupy and guard them. These orcs are used to being poor and will never let go if they grab a piece of bone."

"A very good strategy." Chen Daolin smiled: "In order to start a war, the orcs' troops were weakened by 20%.

After laughing, Chen Daolin said slowly: "Okay, now start, prepare to fight hard. They will attack soon!"

...

The orcs attacked faster than expected.

After watching for a while, they immediately began to ring the strange drums as the horns blew.

The orcs in the two square formations began to slowly move forward. They stride forward while deliberately roaring and roaring. It seemed that this was the orc tradition, as if they wanted to boost their morale through this crazy roar and intimidate the enemy.

When the two orcs of the square formation entered the five hundred meters area, the archers of the human defenders began to shoot.

The volley of more than four hundred archers gave the orc a severe blow to the orcs!

Someone was quickly caught in the two square formations of the orcs and fell to the ground. They began to advance quickly. At the same time, the queue also spread out rapidly.

The orcs began to run with all their might, trying to exchange for casualties with speed and advance under the bunker's defense line as soon as possible.

The orcs ran very fast, and the archers effectively covered the five hundred meters of area, and it only took the orcs about two minutes.

For humans, the archers had only had time to perform three volleys, and the commander ordered free shooting.

These three volleys gave the orcs a painful blow, and it was visually observed that the number of orcs fell reached about half of the storm queue.

Behind the low wall on the ground, soldiers also started shooting flat with bows and arrows, and the down shots on the fortress and the dense rain of arrows weakened the orcs' charge line bit by bit.
To be continued...