Ulf believed that if the opponent had a numerical advantage, they might be in danger of being surrounded if they fought rashly. The car formation turned the opponent's advantage into a weakness, forcing Alfred to lead an army to attack a fortress guarded by Viking warriors.
In fact, Ulf also considered that once the opponent found that the fortress was difficult to conquer, they might use traditional siege tactics. However, Ulf thought again that if Alfred wanted to carry out a siege, the time would have to be extended to at least one or two months.
By that time, the advantage of Alfred's army will become a drag on him, and the daily consumption of food and materials will become a huge burden for them. What's more, Alfred's army is mainly composed of conscripts. In a few days, Alfred's army will become a drag on him. The wheat harvest season will be next month, and the morale of these conscripts will inevitably be shaken.
"Hmm." Guzlen thought thoughtfully. This plan is very feasible. You can imagine how frightened Alfred will be when he sees a fortress suddenly rising from the ground. It's interesting to think about it.
"Leave this matter to me." Ulf said to Guzlen in a deep voice.
Guzlen glanced at Ulf in front of him. He knew that many North leaders were dissatisfied with Ulf, but in the face of a powerful enemy, the other leaders did not have any way to deal with it. It seemed that young Ulf More reliable.
"I know, and I will give my full support." Guzlen put his strong arm on Ulf's shoulder. He decided to bet his fate on Ulf, and the rest could only depend on the gods. of will.
Ulf nodded, turned around and left Guzlen's tent, and walked towards his own camp. He wanted to organize his men and start preparing to build a vehicle barrier to prepare for Alfred's army that was about to attack.
"What are we going to do?" Ange, Luther, Sigrid, Vargas and others had been waiting for a long time. They saw Ulf walking over and asked him.
"First send out the light cavalry to find favorable terrain." Ulf pursed his lips, his face looked extremely calm, his eyes swept over his companions, and he said slowly to them.
Ange and others looked at each other. This was no surprise to everyone. After all, finding favorable terrain before fighting is indeed the basic common sense of war. However, what Ulf said next made them feel very worried. be surprised.
"Next, organize people to cut down trees, recruit firewood trucks and horse-drawn carriages from around, and bring me everything with wheels." Wulf said to Ange and others.
"What?" This order made everyone look at each other. They thought about collecting grain and grass or polishing weapons, but they did not expect that Ulf actually asked them to collect carriages.
"Gods above, are we going to crush the Wessex army with carriages?" Vargas looked confused and asked Ulf curiously.
"Just do as I say." Ulf raised the corner of his mouth. He was sure that when this car barrier was built, not only Alfred would be shocked, but his companions would also be shocked. Surprised.
Within a few days, Guzlen's army and Alfred's army were actively preparing for war.
Under the command of Ulf, Guzrun's warriors cut down the surrounding trees, cut the wood into horses, or made it into baffles. Fortunately, the Northmen were all skillful craftsmen, and the project progressed very quickly. smoothly.
Alfred was not idle either. He led the army slowly towards Guzlen's station. However, due to the night raids and harassment by Ange and others, his marching speed was relatively slow and he adopted a steady and steady posture. , whenever night falls, additional manpower will be dispatched to conduct night patrols.
Although this dispelled the idea of another night attack by the Vikings, it inevitably slowed down the marching speed, allowing Guzlen's army to be more fully prepared.
The army led by Alfred lit bonfires like stars in the night. The noisy voices of the soldiers were like the collision of rivers. The knights' bodyguards led by the nobles occasionally reflected fish scales in the darkness. The highlight was when they walked in the middle of the camp to cheers from the crowd.
"Too slow." Yinsak was the only one standing in front of his tent, his face wrinkled like a walnut, staring at the bonfire, listening to the cheers of the soldiers in his ears, and couldn't help but sigh to himself.
"Lord Yinsak, there is nothing we can do about this. The Vikings burned some of our supplies last time. Your Majesty acted cautiously, not only to prevent the Vikings from attacking again, but also to raise food and grass." He walked out of the tent. A nobleman in brown clothes drank the ale in his hand carelessly and stood beside Yinsak and said.
"I know it very well, but this will give Guzlen too much preparation time." Yinsak shook his head and said with a bitter smile. He could not stop Alfred from attacking rashly. Since the army was dispatched, it should attack the rabbit with a lion. situation, use the mobility advantage of the Wessex cavalry to attack the opponent as quickly as possible.
Instead of slowly advancing towards the opponent like now, not every step is in the eyes of the enemy. It seems that there are many people, but in fact it is very likely to fall into passivity.
"Don't worry, the Lord is on our side. However, Mr. Yinsak, you are really a strange monk. Don't you believe in the Lord's will?" The nobleman had a shallow scar on his cheek, but not only did he not It ruined his handsome face and made him appear cynical and libertine.
"Chief Malthus, of course I believe in the will of the Lord, but according to the teachings of the Holy Religion, the Lord also teaches us to sharpen our swords." Yinsak shook his head and said, the Sheriff of Oxfordshire is not Alf Invited by Red, in fact Sheriff Malthus had already taken over the rule of the Vikings. In the eyes of many people, he was nothing more than a pagan puppet.
But it was obvious that this shameless county chief was a speculator. He saw that Alfred's power was rising and decisively led his own army to join the army. However, other nobles were not ashamed of his behavior. , and was unwilling to associate with this duplicitous nobleman. If it weren't for the fact that his family was ancient and they were related by blood, he would have been driven away long ago.
Yinsak didn't take it seriously. He knew that when the Vikings swept across the entire British island, many local nobles and county chiefs had no choice but to surrender to the Vikings, so at Alfred's banquet During the trip, he had a few words with the unnoticed Sheriff in the corner.
But unexpectedly, the county chief was like a clingy toad, pestering Yinsak, insisting on establishing a deep friendship with Alfred's royal advisor, even if A resourceful person like Yin Sak also smiled helplessly.
"It's going to rain, Lord Malthus. I advise you to give up the idea of speculation, because this will be a tough battle." Yinsak raised his head and glanced at the sky, said to Malthus beside him, turned around and ducked back into the tent. , leaving only Malthus standing blankly outside the tent.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
