Chapter 408 Rand: Belated Graduation Exam (Update Successfully!)

Rand's understanding of war is actually not too profound.

Not only could Rand not recite the Thirty-Six Stratagems, he could only recite some classic parts of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

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Things like the ever-changing situation of war and the ever-changing shape of water.

But Rand does have a lot of military experience. He has been in this world for nearly six years and has fought in wars almost every year.

Rand also spent countless days and nights discussing the actual strategies of the war with the two generals of the hideout, Tanr and Fenris.

Rand is already an experienced general.

But now, there is no good strategy to use.

The enemy is already in sight.

I have a slight geographical advantage here.

What needs to be done, then, is obvious.

Boost morale, then defeat the enemy in the most brutal way possible.

Then the simplest and most direct confrontation.

It's a competition of morale and strength.

Nothing fancy.

Rand aroused the passionate roar and vibration like a lion, which weakened the enemy's morale while boosting his own morale.

as well as……

Let non-direct soldiers also have a backbone.

And Rand was standing at the front of the army at this time.

The sentinels had already noticed that the enemy had a magician.

And Olenna's magic-breaking ability can at least block it once.

Then it was a head-on collision.

Rand didn't bring many magicians, but he brought a lot of longbowmen and more crossbowmen.

The knights and mages sent by the Queen are approaching.

Dozens of rockets hit the gate of the camp at the same time, and a raging fire immediately surrounded the entire gate of the camp, burning in from the gaps above and below.

Then the gate of the village collapsed in a raging fire.

Zorn's eyes met Rand's.

Zorn was in the formation, leading the charge under the protection of his personal guards, while Rand, relying on his resistant nature, stood fearlessly at the front of the formation.

Zorn was controlling his breathing.

He didn't understand how a man like Count Rand could stand at the forefront. Wasn't he afraid of death? Didn't Count Rand have no children? Why did he dare?

How dare he? Zorn was a nobody a year ago, while Rand had been famous for a long time.

Now Zorn has control of the army.

He is also a rare example of a comeback.

If he could defeat Rand, Zorn also planned to save Rand's life and hire him as his teacher.

In Zorn's memory, Rand was very kind.

When he was in church school, Rand sometimes gave them lessons, and he would dress a little more formally during the lessons.

When you meet Rand on the main road of the resort, he is often dressed casually. He will stroll around or smell like the earth, as if he has just been farming.

Zorn never doubted Rand's ability.

Zorn had thought of many scenarios for facing Rand.

But he definitely wouldn't be at the front of the battle, facing Rand, who was wearing armor that looked ridiculously thick and holding a huge sword.

Behind Rand, there was a roar like a tsunami.

Zorn felt his breathing was a little sluggish, but it was obviously impossible to turn back and withdraw.

I can only go ahead with it.

At this time, Zorn suddenly realized that he was leading a mage army.

Zorn roared, "Mage, cast a spell."

Although the mage groups were also affected by the roar and vibration, the level of the mages who specialized in warfare was still acceptable.

In this case, the spell can still be completed.

The magic ball containing destructive power rushed towards Rand.

Zorn was excited.

Such magical power could even blow up the city gates. How could a mortal body resist it? But Zorn didn't believe that a person like Rand would die in such an easy way.

The magic approached Rand and then broke?

It wasn't an explosion of magical power, but rather it was popped like a bubble.

An elegant female swordsman in leather armor popped the bubble.

The violent magical power poured out, and the swift sword in the female swordsman's hand flashed with a blue light.

The magical power created a strong wind in the surroundings, but it was no longer possible to form an explosion.

The magic power dissipates.

It was expected that the magic would not work.

But seeing that there is no effect at all, Zorn is still very disappointed.

Is it the power of the ruins? Zorn guessed in his heart.

The next step is to meet the enemy.

Rand stood in the front row.

Taner also stood in the first row with Rand.

The front row was composed of infantrymen, holding long spears with the butts of the spears resting on the ground.

There are spears like a forest.

The heavy cavalry was not in the front; Zorn guessed that they were probably in the rear or on the side.

Wait for their horses to be slowed down by the infantry before charging.

A very classic tactic that many nobles know how to use and use frequently.

The difficulty was ensuring that the infantry was not dispersed by the heavy cavalry.

Zorn still gave the order to have some cavalry ready to guard against the heavy cavalry that might appear at any time.

Then the rest, raising a cloud of dust, charged the infantry's guns from the front and flanks.

The spear pierced the horse's waist and abdomen, and pierced the knight's thigh and chest.

The knight was impaled or unhorsed.

But a large number of infantry were also knocked away.

Or being strung together by lances.

Rand used his heavy sword to savagely cut down a knight and his horse.

Blood and viscera splattered all over Rand's armor and face.

But Rand ignored it.

There are still countless heavy cavalry charging ahead.

"Shoot!" Rand ordered.

In the rear, countless arrows flew into the rear formation of the heavy cavalry sent by the queen.

The arrows were incredibly powerful, and the arrowheads were made of fine steel. Under the knights' incredulous gazes, the arrows pierced through their plate armor and cotton armor, and then pierced into their bodies.

Countless knights fell down in astonishment.

After the first wave of arrows came the second and third waves.

The longbowmen can shoot faster and can accurately aim at some cavalry squad leaders.

The crossbowmen were not very fast at reloading their bows and were less well trained than the longbowmen, so they took turns firing and only aimed roughly.

The power of the crossbow was also very great, and the crossbow arrows poured down where the knights gathered.

As for the front line where Rand was, there was no interference from arrows and crossbow bolts because they needed to avoid accidentally hurting friendly forces.

It is the purest fight, exchanging life for life.

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The morale of the knights was not low, but that of the infantry was even higher.

For the Queen's knights, these infantrymen might be the most difficult ones they had ever encountered in their lives.

They had no fear of being crushed by galloping horses or pierced by lances.

After the horses of the knights sent by the Queen were stopped by the flesh and blood of Rand's infantry, they could only drop their heavy lances and draw the knight swords at their waists to fight.

Then, it was what Zorn had expected.

Rand's guards, along with the neutral knights, rushed out from the rear.

Hit the middle of the Queen's knights.

At this time, the longbowmen and crossbowmen also stopped shooting briefly, began to prepare arrows, rest, and string the crossbows.

Zorn was well prepared for this cavalry.

The reserve cavalry moved out.

The reserve cavalry and the neutral cavalry intertwined.

Countless knights fell from their horses.

Groaning and roaring.

The Grand Duke of Thorn and the Thirteenth Son of the Black and Brown Marquis, who were watching from behind, were both a little stunned.

Rand's fighting style was to rush to the front? The two spectators stared at the battlefield intently.

"Charge!" Rand felt that the time was almost right and gave the order.

"Keep going!" Rand raised his heavy sword again.

"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!" The low growl sounded again, and Taner followed it.

"Follow me!" Rand roared.

The resounding voice shocked the minds of all the Queen's knights.

In large-scale legion combat, formation is of paramount importance.

This is why Rand has to train formations and pace in both his past and present lives.

An army that can march in unison, follow orders, and show no fear when encountering the enemy is the strongest of the strong.

And now, the forest of spears is advancing.

Perhaps Rand's heavy sword, Taner's knight's sword, and several high-ranking officials in the hideout were the few discordant factors in this neat formation.

"Forward, forward!" Rand roared.

"Drink, drink, drink, drink!" The soldiers roared as they moved forward.

There are many such trainings in RAND's training program.

They have been training for this for a long time.

Count Lander was still leading them.

The roar was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of all the Queen's knights, mages, and Zorn.

It's already one-sided.

The queen sent brave, well-trained, and honor-conscious knights who were indeed brave and good at fighting.

But, but they were facing Rand.

It's an advancing line of guns.

Zorn roared and screamed, ordered a charge, and pressed forward himself, but to no avail.

What was the difference between charging into such a formation and charging into the city wall alone? Zorn was easily overwhelmed by the spear formation.

Then came countless knights, who were discouraged.

Such a low growl was heard once when they charged.

And now we have to face it again.

Some of them wanted to turn their horses around and run away.

But Rand's guards and neutral knights would not allow it!

The cavalrymen pressed against each other, and the longbowmen and crossbowmen in the rear were also trying to prevent the knights from escaping.

Force them to face the guns!

"We must win!" Rand roared.

"We must win! We must win! We must win!" The voice behind Rand was like a tsunami.

The knights sent by the queen were crushed!

"Surrender and you won't be killed!" Rand shouted.

"No killing for surrender, no killing for surrender, no killing for surrender!" echoed the voice behind Rand.

The knights sent by the queen, these skilled warriors and meritorious knights, dismounted.

They dropped their weapons and knelt before Rand.

Rand won.

…

Rand ordered the cleanup of the mess.

Ellie, wearing a wizard robe, was helping Rand clean his wounds with distilled alcohol and cotton produced in the hideout.

"It's not necessary," Rand said helplessly, "If you take your time, the wound will heal on its own."

Ellie rolled her eyes: "You really don't understand romance."

Rand scratched his face.

Ellie covered her mouth and laughed: "Well, it's still very handsome."

Rand smiled.

Soon, Zorn, the general of the Queen's faction, was dragged before Rand.

He was not dead yet, but he was dying.

Zorn was a little afraid to look Rand in the eye.

Rand smiled and said, "Very good, you have passed the graduation exam."

(End of this chapter)