After Exxon's team suffered a devastating blow, the Buche family was hit by the head. The aggressive Bishop's troops finally stopped in the Dust Mist Town.

Although some nobles suggested sending a small number of powerful teams to attack Hanfeng City.

But what kind of team should be short of to win the city? Will Victor and Hugo be able to catch it after the city is captured? What if it can't be caught, what will happen?

When you realize that your opponent still has the power to fight back, the powerful people in Banshee Castle have to consider the cost of war? It is best to be able to defend your territory and then send someone to attack your opponent's territory.

But the high-level combat power is limited.

There are too few pie, and the meat buns beat the dog, and there is no return.

There are too many people sent, so there are only loopholes in our own defense.

Before the war begins, it doesn’t matter how high the tone is. But after the war starts, you have to face reality.

The ruling class of the Banshee Castle, such as Friedman, discussed privately that they were reluctant to consume their own lineage and simply hired the exiled legacy of the Principality of Os.

If Inisa refuses, the Buche family will use the excuse of "ungratefulness" to drive the other party out of the Banshee Castle, so that more and more people will be avoided.

If Inesa agreed, the nobles of Banshee Castle would naturally be happy and sat down to watch two groups of outsiders fighting to death on their territory. It would be better that they would die together, and the Buche family would be very happy.

Inisa was really hard to decide and did not give a reply on the spot. She just said she wanted to discuss with her subordinates. After delaying for three or five days, the fog town on the front line in the north dragged out a new situation.

The Duanwu Town itself has a population of more than 1,000, and cannot accommodate nearly 4,000 people under Bishop's troops. This army cannot sleep in the open every day, and can only scatter around.

This stationing is troublesome. The characteristics of classical army being able to gather but not disperse are exposed.

Bishop originally stipulated that his subordinates could only station in five villages and towns around Danwu Town, all within five kilometers of which made him mobilized command at any time.

But this sheep...

"Abeta's troops went hunting again?"

Bishop requisitioned the mayor's home as a command center in the Duanwu Town, and every day he woke up, he had to deal with a lot of trivial matters.

"Abeta, the idiot, went to hunt, he clearly went to rob. In just a few days, he led people to grab at least six or seven villages."

The baron was so angry that he beat the table hard. The messenger took a few steps back in front of him, but he didn't dare to get too close. The table made of walnut was banging and cracks were beaten, which was enough to show how angry the baron was.

Bishop was too clear about his virtues. Not to mention the few senior noble officers he scattered out, even his direct troops were not good.

After only five days of stationing in Danfog Town, hundreds of direct troops caused the town to be in chaos. Most of the residents with more than a thousand people fled, and the remaining elderly and weak guarding the family business were all affected.

In the past few days, hundreds of people have died in the town. The officers and soldiers pondered about the money they collected from the house to destroy the house every day, and half of them were dedicated to Baron Bishop, who was the commander, and the other half was divided privately.

In fact, one-tenth of it would be nice to send it to the baron. A large amount of property was destroyed during the looting. The violent officers and soldiers at most got some gold and silver, but completely ruined the military discipline.

Although the Baron's subordinates had no military discipline, now these people have become extremely vicious and beastly. Even the troops under his nose are like this, and the troops that are separated from his control are even more vicious.

Lord Abeta, who Bishop said, was the number one guy who was disobedient. This man relied on his strength and did whatever he wanted. He not only robbed around, but also slaughtered the village.

As a direct boss, Bishop sent people to remind Abeta to restrain himself in the past two days so as not to repeat Exxon's mistakes. But Abeta sent someone to reply, saying that he was so arrogant to find out the enemy hidden in the dark.

"Lord Abeta said he had more than eighty knights, twenty wizards and priests, and five hundred infantrymen. He went out in groups every day, waiting for his opponent to appear.

In addition, Lord Hort and Lord Kane also brought people to follow Lord Abeta, and could support each other at any time. They hoped to infuriate their opponents through this armed parade."

The messenger saw Bishop's breath calmly and relayed Abeta's words. The Baron pondered and said nothing, as if considering the feasibility of this move.

War is a very serious and scientific thing. Bishop does not understand any science, but he has mastered many basic principles of combat through family traditions and practice.

For example, in the field marching, not thousands of people are crowded on the road. A hundred carriages can be pulled out for miles, and a few thousand people can be pulled out for more than ten or twenty miles.

The road capacity is limited. The first team sets off in the morning, and the last team may not leave camp at noon.

The troops must find a camp before dark, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain for a long time if the physical energy is consumed. The campsite must be spacious and can be stationed, with water sources and easy to prepare.

Places where you can camp are usually towns. The bigger the city, the more convenient it is for troops to gather. So don’t think about bypassing the city, as it can’t be bypassed at all.

If the safety of your own troops cannot be guaranteed, the commander will be unqualified.

This is a truth that even the bandits understand, and the baron must abide by it. If they do not follow it, they will either collapse themselves or be cut off by the enemy's back.

When Lord Abeta deliberately led the team to rob and tried to force the opponent to fight to the final battle, Bishop immediately saw the flaws of this approach, "It was still too slow to react.

Hugo's men may have only a few dozen or dozens of people, and they can be mobile in the wild. Another small but sufficiently "strong" unit must be added to cooperate with Abeta. One is an anvil and the other is a hammer."

But now that the anvil is available, who will be the hammer?

With Exxon's precedent, Baron Bishop himself was beaten to death and refused to be a hammer.

If the opponent is too strong, I don’t know who will hit whom? This is like no one is going to Hanfeng City directly. Not everyone is as bold as Zhou Qingfeng, as if he is indifferent to the consequences.

While hesitating, the guards outside the town came to report that the Banshee Castle sent a reinforcement to the Baron.

"Reinforcements?" Bishop was very surprised.

Because Exxon's troops suffered heavy casualties, the powerful people of Banshee Castle greatly increased the strength of Hanfeng City. Except for sending more personnel to protect the transportation team, almost no one wants to come to the front line of Danwu Town.

"Who led the reinforcements?"

Bishop came out of his command center and saw a team of more than 200 people waiting to enter outside the town. This group of reinforcements not only sent a large amount of supplies, but also had a particularly strong strength.

The leader was a tall and handsome man wearing a bright silver half armor, a handsome eagle helmet, a square face and heroic. When he met Bishop, the man took the initiative to step forward and introduced himself:

"I am Viscount Tarak of the Principality of Os, the guardian of Grey Eagle Castle, and a loyal follower of the Frederick family. In addition, I am also the suitor of Princess Inesa, hoping to win the favor of the beauty."

The tall man was about thirty years old, and he was at the peak of his strength. He smiled brightly and stared at Bishop with a teasing look.

"I have the permission of His Highness the Princess and come to help voluntarily. I heard that Baron, you also want to pursue the beautiful and noble Princess, then we are the rivals of love."

Bishop was almost fifty, and he was not as good as Viscount Tarak, regardless of appearance, appearance, or reputation. The other party's smile that deserves a beating made him feel stressed and even more angry.

How arrogant are these people who have lost their country in front of me?

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