Summoning Total War

Chapter 96 Confrontation (Part 1)

(Futu really wants to eat moon cakes~ I hate it, people don’t sell it so cute.)

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Murphy slept very unsteadily this night.

Although there were guards from the generals and guards around him, he still woke up twice in the middle of the night.

Once at midnight, he heard the howling of a wolf.

Almost subconsciously, he took the sword and stood up. But at this time, I also remembered the voice of the general guard outside the tent.

"Your Excellency, it's just a giant wolf that escaped during the day. It's not an army of wolves." Shi Cong of the General Guard stood outside the tent, whispering.

In the daytime battle, many wolves left the jackals and fled alone. The degree of domestication of these creatures by the jackals obviously hasn't reached the standards of human domestication for horses. So part of the wolves left the jackal cavalry and fled alone in the battle. These running wolves didn't seem to go far, but were hovering nearby. Those wolves howl came out of their mouths.

The second time I was awakened when the Tianmen Gate was lit, it was about five o'clock in the morning.

General Marcus Kane was arranging the rotation of soldiers to watch the night, and he was awakened by the sound of footsteps outside.

Murphy couldn't help feeling a little groggy when she got up because she didn't sleep well.

He lost a lot of blood in the battle last night, and his spirit was still a little sluggish. The wound on his arm has recovered a lot. Now he feels a numbness and it seems to be growing again.

Seeing movement inside the tent, the knights of the General Guard came in with a basin of clear water.

"Your Excellency, the army of gnolls has arrived. They rushed through the night, about 8,000 people, and they are now camping five miles away." As soon as Murphy washed his face, General Marcus Kane walked in. .

"Already here?" There was no surprise on Murphy's face. He nodded and said: "Yeah. I see."

The time when the gnoll army came to create gods was not fast.

Still in Murphy's expectation.

He put down his towel, took a sip from a bowl of porridge, and asked aloud, "How are those jackals equipped?"

"All are equipped with weapons, but only some are equipped with half-body armor." General Marcus Kane replied.

"Yeah. I know." After a few mouthfuls of porridge, Murphy said solemnly: "The last line of defense will be laid out. I guess they will attack at around nine o'clock in the morning."

"Yes" General Marcus Kane answered.

"Right. General Riodare is okay?" Murphy put down the bowl, stopped General Marcus Kane, who was about to leave, and asked.

"The priest said that he was seriously injured and should lie down and cultivate for a while to make a god." Marcus Kane hesitated, then said: "But General Riodare doesn't listen at all."

In the territory, regardless of ability and status, General Riodare is above Marcus Kane.

So usually, if Murphy is not there, the military issues are dominated by General Rio Dalé. Naturally, in terms of poor status, Marcus Kane was placed in the back row. General Riodare was a taciturn but extremely stubborn person. Except for Murphy, almost everyone in the territory had difficulty controlling his will. This is why Marcus Kane reported to Murphy.

Murphy frowned slightly when he heard this, he said solemnly: "Let him go back and lie down, just say it's my order."

"Yes." General Marcus Kane retreated.

Riodare is strong and resolute. Although he will not lose the composure that the generals should have because of impulse, some stubborn tempers often make Murphy helpless. The two generals around him can’t be regarded as qualified commanders. General Rio Dare is too staunch and loses tenacity, while General Marcus Kane lacks enough experience and assertiveness, lacks a general view of the situation, and does well. Not decisive enough

There is nothing wrong with letting them lead an army.

But letting them lead a battle is obviously not enough.

I can only hope that after the territory has successfully established a university, it can cultivate a group of more outstanding generals.

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It was about eight o'clock in the morning.

The front line of defense has been completely laid out, including three rows of rebel horses, a slope-like earth wall that is five meters high and four meters wide, and a part of the poison lottery made according to the proposal of the slave merchant Prifei.

The so-called poison lottery was originally a method used by the natives of the barbarians.

They cut the hard bamboo into two sharp pieces of wooden sticks, about four centimeters in length, very thin. All the wooden sticks were soaked in poisonous juice for a period of time to create gods, and then they took out most of the cha on the ground. 1ù Come out one section. The barbarians place these poisonous swabs in places where the enemy passes. If the enemy accidentally steps on it, it will be poisoned immediately. Although it is not fatal, the wound will rot and pus within two days.

In this era, a good pair of shoes is definitely not a cheap thing.

In this era of barren materials, a considerable part of human beings are still barefoot or just a pair of straw sandals.

In this way, this method can be said to be quite effective

When Murphy heard it, he immediately agreed.

the reason is simple.

Jackals don’t wear shoes...

As we all know, jackals are luxuriant in their bodies, with long limbs and claws. Similarly, the soles of these creatures are also unusually thick.

The life habits of jackals are very close to beasts. Although they wear clothes, they simply stitch a few pieces of skin together. As a race that has nothing to do with dexterity, you don't have to expect them to make things like shoes. At least from Murphy's current view ~www.novelmtl.com~ Except for a few high-level jackals, other jackals seem to be accustomed to playing barefoot.

In this way, this trick is very vicious.

Murphy could completely foresee what the expressions of those wolves would look like when they stepped on a sharp poison lottery when they rushed forward.

In fact, when the slave merchant Prifei came up with this idea.

Murphy had the idea of ​​preparing a batch of metal spikes or iron briers, but he overestimated the craftsmanship level of this era.

In this era where grinding a needle takes a lot of time to create gods.

It is obviously more realistic to use hard bamboo and wood than iron. At least it is simple to make and does not take much time to create a god.

And the last line of defense is not a line of defense.

It is a poisonous lottery that is placed every ten centimeters behind the horse. These poisonous lotions can definitely make the jackals who break through the first line of defense understand how wise it is to walk and look at their feet.