Chapter 399: Instant Noodle Seasoning?
The Daxia people attacked the city overnight.
But the reinforcements just watched from afar, and the defenders in the castle must have been in despair.
However, these had nothing to do with Zhang Yang. He sat in the noisy camp, carefully rubbing a thin straw rope, and then he wrapped the straw rope, which was only as thick as a matchstick, around the iron spear. This was to balance the weight and try to make the iron spear more balanced as a whole, which would ultimately increase a little accuracy and a certain amount of damage.
After weighting all six iron spears, Zhang Yang lay down on the leather bag, covered himself with the big round shield, and fell into a deep sleep. Even if there was a lot of noise in the second half of the night, he slept very soundly. Regardless of whether there would be a fierce battle tomorrow, it was right to maintain sufficient physical strength.
Zhang Yang woke up before dawn the next day, took care of his personal problems first, and then exercised for five minutes. Then he went to a fire that had just burned out, took out a piece of black bread and a piece of bacon and buried them in it.
A few minutes later, the black bread was taken out. The originally hard food had expanded slightly, was hot, and had an enticing burnt aroma.
Zhang Yang took out the water bag, ate it quickly, then lay down again and waited quietly.
About half an hour later, the old soldiers came with wooden sticks, cursing and waking up the new recruits who were sleeping soundly. These new recruits had been worried for most of the night yesterday, and now they were woken up just after they fell asleep. You can imagine how bad their condition was.
Zhang Yang blended in among them without making any noise, but he had seen clearly that a reinforcement had arrived last night. Judging from the flag, it should be the Duke of Marion City, Elfwan, a real big man and one of the three most powerful dukes in the Kingdom of Sarion.
Zhang Yang didn't know how many soldiers the Duke brought with him, but he saw a 300-man Marion Swordsman Battalion stationed not far away.
This is a top-level military unit with the characteristics of Marions City.
At this time, in Baron Charles' camp, several large pots were set up with flames blazing, which was to prepare breakfast, but this also showed that a fierce battle was inevitable today, otherwise breakfast would not be served.
On the other side, the aroma of food wafted from the Marion Swordsman Camp.
Zhang Yang raised his nose and sniffed. Suddenly his expression changed slightly and he lowered his head as if nothing had happened. However, he was very nervous in his heart because he smelled the flavor of instant noodle seasoning.
Yes, this stuff is simply the most delicious bun in the universe. Even the most arrogant goddess can’t resist it. That’s roughly the case.
So he couldn't have heard it wrong, so there was only one possibility, that a friend was coming from afar.
Zhang Yang has decided that he will keep a low profile from now on.
After a terrible breakfast, the soldiers were assembled and began to advance towards the siege site of Fort Mourbray.
As for the several Sarleon reinforcements in the south, they were also pushed forward simultaneously. It seemed that this was well coordinated.
The Dasha people did not attack the city today, but the defenders in the city did not have the courage or the strength to come out to fight. The Dasha people attacked fiercely for most of the night last night and basically consumed the last wave of strength of the defenders. If there were no reinforcements, they would probably surrender immediately.
“Boom!”
A huge cry sounded like thunder. It came from the Dasxia people on the opposite side. Under the bright sunlight in the early morning, all Zhang Yang saw was a golden color. What the hell was that?
However, Zhang Yang soon realized that they were about 150 heavy cavalrymen wearing golden armor, which should be the most powerful core force among the Dasxia people.
In addition, the Dashar people also allocated nearly 500 cavalrymen and placed them on the side of the front battlefield.
It seems that the Dashar people are planning to have a decisive battle with Sarion under the city.
Soon, Sarion also mobilized, and a heavy cavalry of more than 200 people caught up from behind, but they were not the most famous Lion Knights, but the Marion Heavy Cavalry, a knight order exclusive to the city of Marion.
Now they have come here following Duke Elfwan of Marion.
Behind this heavy cavalry came the large force of the old Duke Elfwan, consisting of nearly a hundred Sarleon knights, dozens of Sarleon Guards, dozens of Sarleon halberdiers, Sarleon heavy infantry, Sarleon sharpshooters, as well as a large number of low-level soldiers and baggage troops, a total of more than a thousand people.
This is the heritage and domineering power of a powerful official and the lord of a city.
Zhang Yang didn't see the Duke of Elfwan, but he saw the furious Baron Charles. He seemed to have just returned from the Duke's army, and was cursing at me, saying something like "pretty boy", "I want to duel with him", "How could Irina fall for that scum?"
Zhang Yang used the gossip a little bit and almost guessed the truth.
So, someone stole Baron Charles' love? Who was it? Zhang Yang then remembered the smell of instant noodle seasoning that had wafted over not long ago and made those unworldly soldiers salivate.
It was not his conspiracy theory, but as an important military force in Marion City, the 300 Marion swordsmen could actually form an army on their own and arrive here several hours earlier than Duke Elfwan. So who was the leader? The Duke's son?
Zhang Yang didn't deliberately glance in a certain direction, but he was looking forward to the upcoming battle, because there would be many variables.
The battle did not start quickly. Both sides began to deploy their troops and send out cavalry to harass.
It was around 10 o'clock in the morning when the first battle finally began. A group of Dasha infantry and archers pressed onto the left wing of the Sarion side, which was the Sarion reinforcements south of Fort Mourbray.
The Sarleon reinforcements also sent out infantry and archers, but no cavalry was dispatched.
The fighting took place about five miles away from where Zhang Yang was. Soldiers from both sides watched and listened from afar, as if they were watching a performance.
For the next full hour, there was no movement from either side, and the two fighting armies were still unable to determine the winner, but the number of casualties was probably close to two hundred.
"Baron Charles, Baron Foucher, the Duke has ordered your troops to prepare for an attack."
With the arrival of the messenger, it was finally Zhang Yang and his men's turn to fight. This felt terrible, even worse than a big melee.
It's like the commanders of both sides sitting at the gambling table, constantly playing their cards until the other side reveals a flaw. As chess pieces, there is no chance to fish in troubled waters.
The combined armies of the two barons can only muster about 400 people, including nearly half of new recruits. However, if the two sides join forces, they can still accumulate 50 cavalrymen.
Baron Charles and Baron Faucher led the cavalry personally. They were overly cautious. The infantry was always in front, the archers were in the back, and the cavalry was at the rear, moving forward slowly.
The Dashara people on the opposite side also sent out a small force of nearly 400 people, while the main force remained motionless. It was obvious that both sides had a powerful cavalry, which was the main force that could decide the outcome of the battle.
But cavalry is not used for head-on charges. Whoever uses cavalry first can determine the outcome of the battle.
(End of this chapter)
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