Chapter 187 Ending

The food provided in the den is much better than before.

The food that Rand supplied to these nobles and knights was not high-end food, but just the most common bread, coarse grains, air-dried meat and broth.

This kind of food is definitely not bad, but it is not a luxury either.

But it was much better than what they were eating before.

Rand had read several reports about the moles in the defense line, and knew that there were problems with their internal work. But seeing these people eating and drinking like starving ghosts, Rand was still a little worried that they might burst their stomachs.

Fortunately, most people were rational and didn’t eat too much in the end.

Rand knew that there were two sons of the Black and Brown Marquis here, but he didn't know them and couldn't recognize them.

Although the Black and Brown Marquis said that his remaining children didn't like him very much, Rand still planned to take care of them, but he couldn't say it in public.

Rand took a quick look and found no one came forward claiming to be the descendant of the Black and Brown Marquis and asking for care.

I had no choice but to find Taner and quietly ask him to pay more attention.

The two sons of the Black and Brown Marquis were naturally present. This was the first time they met Rand.

Naturally, Rand did not leave any portraits, and the only thing they knew about Rand's appearance was what others had said.

But Rand's youth was still beyond their expectations.

And, envy.

Although they also looked down on the Second Prince, they could only serve him carefully when facing him, and could only play dumb when faced with unreasonable requests.

But when Rand faced the Second Prince, he could be so calm, he could ignore the Second Prince and even make the nobles and soldiers around him obey him.

They used to think that Rand was just lucky, so he got military merit under their kind father and became a noble.

But now that they met, faced with the iron reality, they finally realized what kind of person Rand was.

This is countless times more effective than the countless times the Black and Brown Marquis has advised them.

Lord Viscount Rand must have abilities far beyond theirs, so when other nobles knelt on one knee to express their support for Rand, they did not make any exception.

But with it came a little fear, but when they thought that Rand was just a viscount after all, and one of them would become an earl in the future, they relaxed a little.

At this time, Rand had already made a judgment on the overall situation of the defense line.

It was obvious that the defense line could not be held. Even if the opponent no longer had catapults, it would definitely not be held.

Because by dawn tomorrow, the enemy only needs to use swords and magic bombardments to destroy the already dilapidated defense structure.

The trenches dug along the defense line were also half filled with corpses, and there was no time to dig them out.

This means that when attacked, it is much easier for the opponent to fill the trenches with sandbags.

"What are you going to do?" Outside the core dock, Rand and Lysa were enjoying the night breeze together, and Lysa's white hair sometimes brushed against Rand's cheek.

Lisa almost never asks this kind of question, or rather, Lisa never asks questions except when asking about rewards.

"I intend to win," Rand said.

Lysa didn't ask any more questions, nor was she curious about how Rand planned to win. She just continued to enjoy the night breeze with Rand, feeling a little bored.

…

The night passed quickly, and soon a light rose in the sky.

The sunlight illuminated the blood-stained and tattered defense line, allowing everyone to clearly feel the fierce battle that had begun yesterday afternoon.

And today, today's battle is destined to be even bloodier.

Just at dawn, the horn sounded from the opposite side.

The attack method is very simple. The archers stand forward to suppress the enemy, and then let the conscripts and civilians carry sandbags and rush forward.

They needed to build a passable road and fill in a section of the trench to facilitate subsequent offensive operations.

The defense line naturally did not want to be outdone and fought back with bows and arrows. Although the walls of the defense line were already badly damaged, both sides could still gain the upper hand in the exchange of arrows.

Unfortunately, the efficiency of stopping the civilians from carrying sandbags to fill the trenches was not very good.

Rand could also choose to open the city gate to allow a small group of knights to try to stop them, but he did not choose to do so. Instead, he watched the trench slowly fill up.

Many people were puzzled by this, but no one questioned Rand's orders, nor did Rand explain his military intentions to his subordinates. At least in this era, if the commander always explained himself, it would undoubtedly be inefficient and disrespected.

However, although it was also a relatively negative strategy, morale had improved somewhat due to last night's rest and the enjoyment of delicious food.

The trenches dug by the defense line were not very deep, and in the rain of arrows, many places were filled with the bodies of civilian laborers and conscripts and the sandbags they carried.

Next we have to face the siege.

Seeing that the trench was filled, the Snow Fox Countess immediately ordered her soldiers to prepare for the siege.

But unlike yesterday, there was no need for a long ladder this time.

Countess Snow Fox ordered the mages in her army to begin bombing the defense line. Since it was a small-scale war and not a life-and-death battle like the civil war in the Frost Moon Kingdom, there were not many mages in Countess Snow Fox's army.

This means that even if the spells are cast together, the power and range of the magic ball will be far inferior to that of the catapult.

But it's enough for now.

Of course, the Snow Fox Countess could tell that the defense line was already crumbling. In fact, she didn't even need magic to flatten the defense line. Magic just made it more convenient.

Rand just gave Taner a few instructions and watched Taner continue to give orders, adjust the positions of the soldiers, and change the direction of defense.

But this can only delay the enemy's attack.

As for Rand himself, he is not good at high-intensity and meticulous on-the-spot command, and he is not suited for this. He can leave it to Taner.

The defense line soon collapsed on a large scale and no longer had any blocking effect.

The uneven places on the road were filled with corpses, bricks or sand.

And Rand still stood at the front, not looking worried at all.

But at this time, Fenris couldn't help but ask Taner, and said with some sadness: "If this goes on, we will have no choice but to retreat."

Taner smiled and said, "I don't think so. I think we can win."

"Why?" Fenris was puzzled. The number of people on the opposite side was twice that of his own, and the defense lines that were advantageous in terms of terrain were also being destroyed. No matter how he looked at it, the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable.

There was nothing else to command at this time, so Taner had some free time to explain to Fenris: "It is written in the previous reference and the current compulsory war studies that war requires attention to the right time, right place, and right people."

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"Aren't we going to have nothing?"

Taner shook his head: "The weather is the same, and the geographical advantages will soon become equal, but the people are the same, and it's our turn."

"Why?" Fenris asked these three words again.

"The other side is also very tired and has suffered heavy damage, while we are holding our breath," Taner explained.

The enemy continued to attack for a month. Although most of the time they were just launching catapults, they still had to face some harassment from the defense line.

In addition, it is not easy to ambush in a blind spot in order to use stones as bait.

Yesterday, they thought they could win the battle in one fell swoop, but they were beaten back. The Snow Fox Countess's momentum has been weakened.

As for the defense, the morale that was originally at its lowest point welcomed the joining of Rand. Everyone could get a glimpse of Rand's military capabilities from his past battle records.

The long-awaited quiet nights without bombing and the much better food than before also brought rest and recovery.

And they have been holding a grudge. Before, due to the passive strategy of the Second Prince, they had been passively beaten. However, the nobles of the Northern Alliance may not be very good at military strategy, but in terms of bravery, no one thinks they are worse than those Southerners.

The soldiers in the den were even more angry. Was the enemy very powerful? When they were guarding the defense line before, the enemy did not dare to attack at all.

The enemy is exhausted, while our morale is rising.

The reason why they are still on the defense is not because they need to defend, but because Rand needs them to be familiar with his command mode and needs the soldiers on the defense line and the soldiers in the hideout to run in.

But it's almost there now.

Under the fierce attack, the defense line collapsed further and was almost flattened.

The Snow Fox Countess thought that the matter was finally settled.

Last night she witnessed Rand's ability, but today... the fact proved that with the gap in strength, even the best cook cannot cook without rice. No matter how superb the command ability is, without space, time, and sufficient military force, nothing can be done.

Rand still stood at the front, like a flag.

Looking back at the soldiers who were still full of fighting spirit even though the defense line had become ruins, he felt that the time was almost ripe.

Rand chuckled, the kind of casual smile he sometimes showed when he sat on the giant lord's chair that seemed to be prepared for giants.

He took a long sword from Olenna, whose body was also filled with the smell of blood, and raised it.

The blade gleamed in the sun, shining on Rand's face.

Rand took a deep breath and said in a high voice: "Soldiers, line up and attack. Let these Southerners see your bravery!"

The sound echoed throughout the entire battlefield, almost drowning out the shouts and screams.

The soldiers in the hideout and the soldiers on the defense line formed a queue, the simplest tight array.

They walked up behind Rand.

Then follow Rand forward.

The collapse of the defense line did not mean that they lost the advantage of geographical location, but rather cleared the obstacles for them to advance.

Now, the rugged city walls, deep trenches, tripwires, traps and chevaux de frise have all turned into flat ground.

The original complex terrain could not be arranged into a queue like this, but now it can.

They were not moving fast, nor were they charging, but they were moving forward.

Neither the roar of magic nor the arrows and spears could stop such an advance.

Even if the enemy's number is twice as large as ours, and even if their weapons and equipment are equally sophisticated, they cannot be stopped.

When the people in front fall, the soldiers behind will spontaneously take their place.

The Snow Fox Countess didn't think much of it at first and thought it was the last resistance, until she found that no matter what orders she gave and how her soldiers tried to stop them, they all collapsed at the first touch. She finally realized that the situation on the battlefield had turned around.

But she couldn't understand why. She had always had the advantage, so why did she suddenly lose?

(End of this chapter)