Sixty-four, the fierce battle on the plateau (2)
.In order to make these mobs have some combat power, the last battle seems at least a battle, rather than a collective suicide of fanatics. The charlatans who have not yet escaped quickly reached a unified opinion: open all the warehouses that have not collapsed, and take out all the weapons dedicated to the Sun God by the chiefs and nobles from all over the world for many years to arm these warriors who "defend the dignity of God."
Unfortunately, the warehouse keeper of the Temple of Time is obviously of limited quality, far less than that of the Sun God they worshiped, and his management is chaotic. Many valuable things such as daggers, swords, armor and others were stolen and sold. What's worse, when the high priest Sumek escaped, he did not forget to set a fire in the arsenal and the tribute warehouse respectively...
As a result, the High Priest Manuel turned out the kitchen knife and the manicure knife in the kitchen, but there were still many people bare hands. In desperation, they had to break the legs of the table and nail dozens of pins to make maces; break the bronze statue of the cast god, tie it with a wooden handle to make a war hammer; chop off the flagpole, sharpen one end and put it on the fire to roast it, and it is also a spear; there is no way, take off the ragged clothes on your body and tear it apart, rub it, and the ability can make it the simplest stone-capping rope
As for those who are poor in their abilities, they either go to the rubble to find a brick to make up the numbers, or they have to hide behind people with good abilities at no cost to see if there is any chance to "picking up the ocean" in battle... They organized themselves in such a random way. Even militias are not called local troops, but they have to guard the 30 million Incas in desperate situations. And those "elites" who enjoy the worship of the people for generations and have been fighting for the last breath for the Sun God are more frantically than anyone else, which seems like a joke.
However, it was this group of mobs armed with table legs and kitchen knives that forced a group of 100,000 troops, more than 100 cannons, and the elves supported by the gods, which made Lieutenant General Daniel's name of the victorious wise general, the invincible majesty of the elves, and the grand blueprint for the defeat of the Incas and ruling the entire Mazka continent completely turned into a bigger joke.
The so-called "Everything will turn back" and "to the extreme" means beauty, or mental power first, which is probably the strange situation.
In this world that is practical, there are always fewer timely helps, and more icing on the cake. Since the elves bypassed the city of Cusco, which was heavily guarded by heavy troops and entered the hinterland of the plateau, there are more local scums coming to surrender. First, there were local bandits and bandits, then some small tribes that fled to famine. Finally, even several large tribes with tens of thousands of people have changed their minds and secretly sent envoys to discuss the conditions for changing flags with Daniel.
After all, this land has been a battle for thousands of years and divided the situation of the separatist territory. Tkumsei's unification of the entire plateau was only more than 20 years ago, and various opposition forces are still deeply rooted. When the Black Hawk Battle Flag of the King of the Mountains is invincible, for the survival and interests of the tribe, those who are conquered may not mind being driven by it. But if the situation shows signs of reversal, there is no need to expect them to remain loyal for too long.
Relying on strength, accumulating strength, and waiting for favorable opportunities to replace it is the survival method of any independent force.
By the time the Elf Army gathered all its forces and began to attack the Temple of Time with all its might, Daniel Land Green Leaf Army had already gathered a considerable number of people who "abandon darkness and turn to light". The total force reached a maximum of about 80,000. And with the victory of the Elf Army, this number was still growing bigger and bigger like a snowball.
The Elf Army's policies were unanimous to come to join the "knowledgeable people" who came to join the Elf Kingdom to seek rebellion" and were also granted official titles without authorization from the royal family. The entire army had six fronts, ten armies, sixty-five corpses, forty-nine independent brigades, and more than one hundred independent squadrons. More than 380 marshals were enthroned, and more than a thousand generals at all levels were more than a thousand. A small leader who had brought more than a dozen homeless people to join the country, at least there was a colonel Dangdang, who was on par with the commander of the Imperial Volunteer Army, Feili... It was really a big number and a higher momentum than a mountain.
Since the elves are not enough for their own land, food and fodder, they are basically not responsible for the supply of these guys. The scum of the "Elf Kingdom's Allied Rebellion Alliance" doesn't care much about it. They go all the way and grab it all the way. After the robbery, these unethical guys often have to put a handful of fire to clean it, just like locusts, turning all the hundreds of villages, towns, cities and states on the north bank of Moon Lake into purgatory without anything.
However, these "Elf Kingdom's All-Generation Alliances" basically come to make a living. They are genuine fences, without morale or military equipment. They just harm the countryside under the banner of the Elf Army and do business without capital. If they really want to make them attack the tough and sharp edges, they will definitely not be expected to do so.
But cannon fodder must have the attitude of cannon fodder and political stance. Under the "persuasion" of the bayonets and guns of the elf army, these "abandon the dark and turn to the light" who enjoyed grabbing things, eventually barely embarked on the mountain road to attack the Temple of Time... Of course, a certain number of "inadvertent injuries" and "inadvertent killings" would inevitably occur.
Therefore, the only thousands of gangsters guarding the Temple of Time would defeat the two fronts in the morning, and the three armies would be wiped out in the afternoon. At night, the large-scale night attacks of fifty legions would be defeated, and more than 20 generals and marshals would be captured... These so-called "Elf Kingdom Allied Forces to Rebel against Rebellion" were too powerful, and they would be a little scared to attack the living residences of the gods they believed in, and they would be even more frightened. It was one thing to surrender to the enemy and treason, and it was another thing to directly fight against the gods, which was a serious crime that even the soul would be punished by God!
Therefore, although the elves used a series of support methods such as artillery bombardment, poison gas, stimulants, and gods' blessings and protection, most of the Temple of Time were old, weak and sick who were trampling on the legs and bricks, but they attacked fiercely in two days. The defenders were less than 100 casualties, while the coalition forces against the rebels suffered hundreds of casualties, thousands of defections, and nearly 30,000 escaped, but they did not even rush into the temple once, but instead killed nearly 200 elves of the battlefield!
Daniel also organized his regular troops to launch several attacks, but the effect was not very good. The Incas who were still in the Temple of Time decided to use their lives to defend their faith piety. Their fighting will is similar to the paranoid mentally ill, and there is basically no possibility of being shaken. The Holy Mountain where the Temple of Time is located is very steep and there is no high ground suitable for setting up heavy artillery. The artillery positions of the Elves Army had to be set on the lake beach, and at most they could barely shoot solid ejections. And they hit their own land more often. To make worse, there seems to be amazingly powerful war magic weapons buried in the Temple of Time, which can always create a large range of thunder, walls of fire, storms and other magic effects at the right time. In this way, the effect of the Elves Army in discharging poison gas is greatly reduced.
In this era, although poison gas wars are effective and widely used when attacking fortresses and cities, the use of poison gas is also an extremely dangerous choice for the siege. Thanks to the research exhibition of alchemy, countries can produce magic poison gas bombs at a relatively low cost, but there is no public gas mask yet. Only a very few mages can rely on air purification techniques or corresponding magic items to protect themselves. In this way, after the poison gas war explodes, the party guarding the city can use magic to create a strong wind when the poison gas attacks, and can give them a terrible weapon back to its use. Let them shoot themselves in the foot.
Of course, the attacking party can also use magic to create strong winds and blow poison gas onto the target's head. However, if both sides of the war have a casting team that is good at wind magic, the situation will probably become even more terrible: while squeezing in and pushing out, the opposite powerful wind will often evolve into uncontrollable tornadoes, spilling poison gas everywhere. Because of this reason, there are many examples of the attacking and defense dying together.
So Daniel saw his ground-fired gas bombs blowing back by a sudden strong wind, covering the "Elf Kingdom's All-Race Rebellion Alliance" in the attack. Then the natives wearing various ragged clothes, holding stone axes and bone spears, immediately smoked them, and the remaining people turned back together with great experience, running at full speed towards the position, and then stepped on several unresponsive team members into meat pies...
However, he was not discouraged at all, but calmly ordered the military police and the personal guards to dispatch all the troops, gather the defeated soldiers and reorganize them, and at the same time let the regular troops on standby enter the position. The priests serving different gods interspered into these groups of people who were about to fight, using various means including suggestion, hypnosis and mental control to encourage them, and selected some lucky ones - they can also be said to be unlucky, because they will take the lead next, plus the effects of "crazy" and "brave" and other magic effects.
At the same time, after the attacking troops retreated in a mess, another round of fierce artillery fire began to sound. According to General Daniel's order, in order to throw heavy flowering bullets and magic bullets into the Temple of Time on the top of the mountain this time, instead of hitting the steep cliff. The artillery soldiers of the Elf Army gritted their teeth and loaded double the injection medicine into the cannon chamber, so the sound of explosions came one after another...
Fortunately, Lieutenant General Daniel experienced the incredible battle of sand dunes outside the Arctic Harbor. He learned several tricks of over-use of artillery from the Giant Bear Legion and ordered the last step of firing, namely, the work of ignition, to be done by the native traitors. Therefore, although the remaining limbs and bodies flew across the position, the serious artillery soldiers hid from afar, and even the oily skin was not broken.
However, this is just a repetition of the past dozen rounds of attacks. Overall, the situation of the battle has not improved at all.
"General Daniel, can we win by filling our lives in this way?" Looking at the soldiers like ants in the distance, gradually arranged in formation under the officer's whip and sticks, and then slowly began to advance with the sound of military music, Admiral Paris in the wheelchair couldn't help but say with concern. He was nominally one of the main generals of the elves of this elves, but because of his old injuries, he still failed to heal and lacked experience in land warfare, he finally handed over all his command to Daniel.
However, the current blocked battle situation and the supply that was on the verge of being cut off forced him to struggle to get out of the hospital bed and come to argue with Daniel.
"The oil-adding tactics really make people feel uncomfortable." After hearing Paris' questioning, Daniel responded casually, "but there is no better way. The mountain road is too narrow, and no matter how many troops are, I can't use this uninterrupted attack to eliminate the ammunition and will of the defenders, wait for them to eventually collapse, and consume some miscellaneous brands that can make money."
"But we don't have much time to waste! The food storage is about to be sold out... Why not put the entire army on?" Paris thought for a moment and made a less clever suggestion, "Although the loss will be huge, it is better than wasting time like this!"
Daniel sighed, shook his head unhesitantly
"If we do this, we will be unable to deal with the counterattack of Tkumse's main force... Of course, if there is really no other choice, I will consider doing this, but there may be a better way at the moment, as long as... Oh, they are here!" Daniel narrowed his eyes and looked up at the distant sky in the southeast. Through the permeated blue smoke, he clearly saw that there was a string of small black dots loomingly at the intersection of water and sky.
Suddenly, a confident smile appeared on his face, as if everything was in control.
Chapter completed!