Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

  Chapter 56 055 On the battlefield (Happy May Day everyone!)

  Twilight fortress, under the city wall, Lake Army formation.

  Lake army commander, Earl Ganner shuttled between the armies, doing the final deployment before the battle.

  "Put on your armor, hold on to your long sword, and dash forward behind the necromancer's legion of Lord Wizard. You are not allowed to retreat. Whoever retreats, I will cut off his head."

   "Kroya has died under the wizard's magic, and what is left is some useless waste, domestic animals waiting for you to slaughter, and your fame and fame!"

   "Kill the Hiran people, their fields are yours, their property is yours, and their women and daughters are yours!"

   "Kill the Hiranians!"

   "Kill the Hiranians!"

   The thunderous killing shout resounded through the sky, and the morale of the Lek army reached its peak.

  At the same time, on the battlements of the Twilight Fortress.

  Walking up the battlement, Heath straightened the armor on his body. This is a set of Gothic one-piece armor. Although it is a light armor made of leather and metal, it is very uncomfortable to wear on the body.

   But there is no way, such a costume can make him look like a qualified military commander——

  ‘The first thing to do on the battlefield is to make yourself look like a qualified leader. ’

  This is the first sentence of the opening chapter of "Battlefield Command" extracted from the Earl of Croa.

   Shuttle between the battlements, Heath is doing the final deployment.

  ". You two stand here, and when you see someone hanging a ladder, you pour this potion on the ladder."

  ". All the arrows are soaked in the barrel, and the arrows must be stained with potions."

  ". The magic scroll was placed on the ground, and when I heard my command, I immediately tore the sealing wax, and gave the magic to the rest."

  The same ingredients and different chefs can make different tastes, and the same is true for battlefield commanders.

  Although the command knowledge in Heath's mind comes from the Earl of Croa, he is not prepared to deploy according to the method of the Earl of Croa, but combines the advantages of magic to maximize the use of magic on the battlefield.

  The potions and magic scrolls purchased in the Mist Bazaar were put into use at this moment.

Heath had wanted to take out these equipment in the previous battle, but he didn’t know how to arrange it properly. He had consulted the Earl of Croa, but the Earl was unable to make a proper arrangement for these high-end items. Way.

  The battlefield is not a trifle. The cross swords, arrows, and catapults are all tested in countless wars. Commanders are already familiar with their usage, so they dare to deploy boldly.

  And these things given by Heath. Few wizards would bring them to the battlefield before, and they lacked the test of actual combat.

For example, a man on earth takes a flamethrower and a drone to an ancient battlefield. Although everyone can see that these things are very powerful, how can they be properly used on the battlefield cannot be understood and figured out overnight. .

  After all, who knows if this flamethrower will burn his own people before burning the enemy?

  So to be conservative, the earl declined Heath’s equipment, and they have been placed in Heath’s pocket for dust.

  But now Heath has Piaget’s military skills and battlefield theory, and he has a good understanding of the usage and purpose of these tools, so he can naturally easily combine them and apply them on the battlefield.

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  Heath returned to the front and glanced at the soldiers on the battlements.

  Although he has been very professional in his deployment and arrangements up to now, the soldiers’ panic eyes and pale faces fully demonstrated the distrust of the new commander.

  Everyone shivered, and morale was low.

  Heath thought for a while, took out a cross sword and gave it to a knight nearby: "Wallace, take the cross sword and guard the passage. Whoever dares to take a step back will chop off his head."

  "After I go back, I will turn his family into mice and feed the wild cats!"

After some alarming talk, Heath then took out a bottle of potion and said: "If you fight bravely, this is a wizard's potion. The effect is equivalent to the blood of gold. I think everyone knows its role."

  The fear of the soldiers faded slightly.

  Heath took out another small bag and grabbed a handful of gold coins from it: "This bag contains gold coins, countless!"

  A greed flashed in the eyes of the soldiers.

  Heath continued to take out a small bottle, drew out the dagger, cut a hole in the palm of his hand, and poured the potion.

  In everyone's surprised eyes, the wound in Heath's palm healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it had recovered as before.

  Heath shouted: "Don't be afraid, I am a wizard, even if you have your hands and feet cut off, even if your whole body is injured, I can keep you intact, and even become stronger!"

  "Gold coins, power, power, women, fighting bravely, I promise everything you want! I am a wizard! I am a god!"

  The soldiers reddened their eyes.

  Heath’s voice thundered: "Answer me, what should you do now!"

   "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  The cold sound of slaughter sounded, and the morale on the city wall rebounded.

  Heath felt a little relieved when he saw this.

  The theory of battlefield command says: The core point of the battle command is to make soldiers believe that they can lead them to victory. Only if they believe it can they win.

   Immediately, he drew his sword and raised his arms and shouted: "In the name of a wizard, kill them all!"

   "In the name of wizards, kill them all!"

   "In the name of wizards, kill them all!"

  On the other side, the Tower of Shadows, the cafeteria.

  At the table, Ender was eating mashed potatoes and said in an exaggerated tone: "That madman Heath! He is really mad. He was called up and signed up to go to the battlefield, madman!"

  Jessica contemptuously said: "Aren't you always interested in participating in the war before?"

   Ande said loudly: "Whoever has a problem with his brain will be interested in war. Isn't it good to be alive?"

   "Even if I am poor and lack training resources, it is impossible for me to go to places like the battlefield and use my life to bet on magic stones. This can only be done by a lunatic like Heath."

  The apprentices at the table also agreed:

   "Yeah, Heath is so irrational. It is really worthless to do so for the sake of the magic stone!"

  "He has always been like this, so he dare not take any risks for the magic stone? Even the high-level demonized beasts dare to provoke him. The name of the magic lunatic is not for nothing."

   "So it is not unreasonable for people to practice fast."

   "He can't be lucky forever, he will be dead if he makes a mistake."

   "A low-level apprentice is a cannon fodder on the battlefield. It is very likely that we will never see magical lunatics again."

  At this moment, an apprentice ran over there in a panic.

  That is Jenny of the same period.

  Jenny ran to the table quickly, panting awkwardly.

  Jessica could not help but said: "What's wrong? Jenny?"

  Jenny said with a serious expression: "Weasley, Weasley is dead! Just received the news that Weasley was dead in battle!"

  Everyone was taken aback: "What?!"

  Although everyone knows that war is a dangerous place, they never thought that news of compatriots' sacrifice would be passed back so soon.

  Ande said with a little gloating tone: "Look, I'll just say this is money for life?"

  Weasley has very good ‘relationships’ with many witches, and some of them are still very popular with Ender.

  At this moment, Jessica suddenly thought of something.

  She quickly said: "Hey? Isn't Weasley the same battlefield as Heath?"

  Everyone was startled, with different expressions.

   Ande sighed softly, and said sympathetically: "I guess that guy is now hiding in a corner shivering, regretting this stupid decision he made."

   "I'm so sorry for him."

  Unexpectedly by the apprentices, Heath, whom they were talking about at the moment, not only did not regret his decision to participate in the war, but was very thankful for the decision he made.

  Have to find an adjective to describe his mood at the moment, that is——

  Exciting, so exciting!

  Standing on the battlements, Heath held the cross sword high and shouted vigorously, "Fall arrows!!"

  Many years later, when Heath has become history, he who revisited his old place specially bought a bottle of wine and sneaked onto this battlement, drinking while listening to the bard under the city talking about the epic of war with him as the protagonist.

  Recall this interesting and tragic past.

  　 I wish you all a happy May Day!

  (End of this chapter)