The difference in the third hundred and seventeenth section

A short time later, the Blood Tooth Lord led his army to evacuate the battlefield and then summoned his subordinates to discuss matters.

Everyone who has been with the Lord of Blood Tooth for a long time knows that the Lord of Blood Tooth is often on the verge of spasm because of the pain from time to time. So he always has an expression on the verge of rage. But at this moment, his anger has surpassed the verge of rage.

Every subordinate knew that the Blood-Tooth Lord was counting on capturing the castle today and killing every living creature inside. But there is no doubt that this plan was impossible to achieve. The resistance at the top of the city was still tenacious and fierce. The defenders in the city were determined to fight to the end for their lives. As of now, the Chaos Army that was sieging the city could not see where the dawn of victory was, but there were hundreds of casualties under the city.

Fortunately, the anger of the Blood Tooth Lord was two-sided. On the one hand, it was anger at the poor siege of the city, and on the other hand, it was anger at the unfavorable progress of the entire battle situation. In fact, it was not only them, but the progress of each unit was not smooth. Some fortresses were indestructible, and the Chaos Legion suffered heavy casualties but nothing was gained. A few of the winning siege battles also showed tenacious will, fighting for an inch of land, and even fighting to the last soldier. The Chaos Legion achieved very little but sacrificed huge amounts.

In the original plan - in a sense, it was also Marvin's boastful suggestions - these castles, towns, villages and other garrisons are very limited, and there are no reinforcements outside, no heavy combat and war machinery inside, let alone magic support. With the superior forces of the Chaos Legion, they should be able to crush their resistance in a short time. These small victories will effectively increase the morale of the Chaos Legion, but can hit the morale of the Southern army (because they cannot defend their own land and people, which will inevitably make their soldiers feel discouraged). In addition, they can also effectively collect supplies and reduce logistics pressure.

Speaking of which, the most important reason why Lord Blood Tooth was able to become the commander without any dispute was that besides his own reputation and military strength, he had mastered the White Fort. In other words, the logistics supply of the Chaos Legion relied entirely on him. This was a huge right and a heavy burden. This kind of battle of division of troops and robbery (and killing) was exactly what Lord Blood Tooth needed.

But the facts gave the Blood Tooth Lord a completely different answer. In other words, Marvin's various inferences denied the facts. It can even be said that the facts taught the Blood Tooth Lord something new.

Small castles are not necessarily easier to attack than large castles.

The residents dare not retreat in the tide of chaos attack, on the one hand, there is naturally a reason why there is no time to retreat, and on the other hand, it is enough to show their confidence. These castles built on steep terrain are not easy to deal with. As mentioned earlier, these shelters are completely different from those castles with convenient transportation on plains or important roads. Once enough combat supplies are stored, they will become something like turtles and hedgehogs. Anyone, including the Chaos Legion, must touch their heads and bloodshots on it.

Of course, this does not mean that these castles cannot be fought. There are no castles in this world that cannot be captured, because the trick of siegeing out of food is the nemesis of any city. According to the history records of the church, the most difficult siege battle was a war in Tiberius to suppress the rebellious lords. Because the siege lasted for a full seven years. The king surrounded the siege in the castle, used hunger as a weapon, and spent seven years to finally exhaust the food and grass in the city and conquered the city.

However, one thing is obvious that although the lack of anticipation of the enemy's defense ability has led to the war being not going well, our Blood Tooth Lord has no intention of reflecting on himself. In his thinking circuit, he has blamed everything on the head of the Tsengchi wizard. With this, the magic battle axe in his hand is only chopped on the table, not on the head of a subordinate.

This axe made his subordinates silent and began to shrink their heads a little.

"The wizard Tsengqi must have had some plans!" said Lord Blood Tooth. "He lied to me!"

It can be seen from the words of the Blood Tooth Lord that he has lost confidence in capturing this nameless castle in the short term. Yes, the terror believers are bloodthirsty, but after all, they like a bitter battle - for example, the two armies are fighting against one victory or defeat - rather than standing helplessly on the ground and watching the enemy attack themselves as they please from the attack distance of their weapons.

"He has no reason not to know that these small castles are difficult to attack." Lord Blood Tooth said. "You must know that it was the wizard who called on this war."

Except for the Blood Tooth Lord who naturally joined the Chaos Legion because he occupied the White Fort, almost all the others were summoned by Ma Wen. The believers of Nurg and Slaanes were like this. Of course, although Ma Wen was the convener, after weighing the strength of all aspects, he still cleverly gave up the position of Supreme Commander. Most of the Chaos senior officials knew that Ma Wen spent a lot of effort in the southern country and organized an intelligence network. The early intelligence collection, map drawing and other work of the war were almost all done by Ma Wen.

If Marvin knew nothing about the specific situation of these castles, even the believers of terror would not believe it. This is not a problem of one or two. If you are really unlucky and encounter a particularly difficult person to deal with, then the Blood Tooth Lord may have killed off several unlucky people who are "ineffective in supervising the battle" at this time, and the Supervisor attacked overnight and vowed to break the city.

Since we know that these castles are extremely difficult to deal with, Marvin describes these "hard bones" as "fat meat" and lets them chew on a few bites. This motivation... no matter how stupid a person is, he will notice something wrong. Everyone knows that the Blood Tooth Lord personally led the team to set off, leaving the base camp to Marvin. This means that perhaps the whole thing is a trap? What conspiracy is Marvin planning?

This is easy to imagine. Because even the believers of Chaos know that Tsengchi's wizards are always planning conspiracies.

"Then we should..." A subordinate pointed his hand into the distance - his meaning was obviously to refer to the wizards who followed the troops - and then made a "slash" gesture with his palms.

"No," Lord Blood Tooth kept his sanity. "Save them, I think this matter... I have to figure out what the damn wizard wants to do!"

"So we... will we go back right away?"

"If you don't camp tonight, retreat immediately!" The Blood-Tooth Lord gave the order without hesitation. Before he knew what conspiracy Chumawen was planning, he didn't think it was a good idea to sluggishly. "These southerners dare not pursue us!"

...

In the city of Niustria, far from the Lord of Blood Tooth, Ashurufat wore his full set of arms—from helmets to iron boots—and brought a few followers to a small street in the city. In front of him, you could see the sign of a small hotel.

On the eve of this war, although there is no military control in the city of Nuestria that is strictly prohibited, at least one person who knows it will not come here for any trip at this time. In fact, ninety-nine percent of the people who will come to the city of Nuestria are merchants who will ignore their lives for profit. These merchants will never come here alone. They all come here with partners, workers, trucks, and horses. In this case, an obvious thing is that they will not choose such a small hotel that does not even have stables.

Besides, the residents in the city have been evacuated, and the hotel business has been greatly reduced. Now most hotels in the city are closed. Their owners have either left the city and stayed behind for a while, or are now in the army and cannot take care of their own shops.

However, this one is obviously an exception. The door of the small hotel is open, and the layout inside clearly shows that there are people here.

"Is this here?" Asu Ruffat asked. When asked this, he looked back and looked around to make sure there were no other people around him. He was sure that others would not recognize him, at least not at once, because he covered his face with a helmet. But the helmet itself is something that is easy to arouse curiosity. As we all know, helmets are very useful protective gear on the battlefield, but they are an annoying burden when not fighting, because this thing will affect people's sight.

Fortunately, he didn't see anyone in his sight. The supper time he chose was indeed a good choice.

"It's here." A subordinate replied. This was a middle-aged strong man with an honest face. "Master...he's in it."

"You are waiting outside." Ashu Rufate said. After saying this, he took off his helmet, handed it to a subordinate, and then walked in quickly.

In the first room of the hotel, an old man was sitting there.

The old man had gray hair and beards, neither fat nor thin, and looked about sixty years old, and he looked a little hunched. After seeing the fully armed Ash Rufate coming in, the old man stood up and looked a little frightened.

"You should be... Master Hono?"

"It's me, you should be... Earl of Ashu Rufat?"

"It's right." Asu Ruffat said in the most polite tone. "No problem, right? I'm afraid I'm a little inadequately taken care of..."

"No, Lord Earl, I think it's good. In fact, I still feel a little bit unbelievable... Ajin..." He looked a little hesitant.

"You can actually arrive within a day and a night. To be honest, I am really happy." Ash Rufate said. "You don't have to worry. Mr. Akin is my friend. Please believe his promises as if he believed me." He stretched out a finger. "It's too cheap for me to exchange for a painting of three thousand gold Oli for yours. Because I really need... a master of body art painting like you, to help me. Akin told me that he had seen your paintings... the painting was really lifelike, so he strongly recommended you to me. Of course, I'm very lucky that you were in such a place close to the city of Newestria."

This old man named Hono was really flattered. There are many painters in this world, but he belongs to the alternative type of alternative - he likes to draw portraits of dead characters. In other words, he likes to draw dead people, and his best works are works that clearly and carefully depict the details of the corpse.

Just like all alternative painters would encounter - although his painting skills are masters, his paintings are difficult to sell. Today, someone actually offered thousands of Jin'erli to ask for a painting, which really made him very excited. However, in the end he realized that Ashu Rufate's words were different from what he expected.

"Three thousand gold Oli? Isn't it a thousand?" The master of painting asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!