Fiona came over and asked cautiously. Griffith asked her not to ask:
"In our Eastern Army, deserters and traitors are tried by committees of soldiers, without the officers knowing, or at least not being expected to know."
"What did you say you were going to execute just now?" Fiona didn't understand the unfamiliar term for a while, and the residents of Yambol Town and most of the city defense forces didn't know what it meant either.
However, soon, this term scared everyone.
An entire squadron of legionnaires who participated in the rebellion were all driven into the center by Milhaud and Gérard, who were wearing razor-sharp armor, and lined up.
Those who killed friendly troops and civilians were the first to be hanged.
Then, counting from one to ten, the tenth person was pulled out and hanged.
The imposing Lassalle served as a marshal.
Amid the sound of military drums and Lassalle's indifferent count of "one, two, three, four...", legionnaires were pulled out of the queue one after another and dragged to the gallows to be roped. Some of the people who were dragged out and hanged were stunned, some struggled desperately, and some screamed with blood-red eyes, but they were silenced when the soldiers put a rope around their necks.
They were ferocious Verona legionnaires who killed the city's defenders without even batting an eyelid. However, they were grabbed by the necks by the giant beasts named terror and discipline, and were picked out like chickens.
The military drum beat slowly. Whenever a legionnaire's neck was tied with a noose and he was about to be pulled up, the military drum suddenly became as fast as a rain shower. And when he was hanging on the gallows and had stopped from struggling and twitching, the military drum beat hard several times.
After a moment of silence, the snare drum beat slowly again.
So back and forth.
Fiona fled into the lounge with her face pale. The residents of Yambol Town were frightened out of their wits. Some legionnaires who were not drawn also collapsed on the ground.
The officers and soldiers killed by Griffith and Lasalle were thrown into the fire and used as firewood. Those who killed friendly troops and civilians were already hanging on the gallows, and the flames soaring into the sky reflected the corpses swaying in the wind.
Eleven more people were hanged while the drums stopped.
The legionnaires who were not executed were organized into "punishment battalions", responsible for the most difficult and dangerous battles, and were personally commanded by Lasalle. Their final fate will be decided after the battle is won.
The second son of the Viscount named Warren Haydn watched the whole process silently, observing Griffith and Lassalle repeatedly with his bright eyes.
…
"With these troops, we can launch an offensive on the manor and completely lift the siege." Griffith said like nothing was wrong.
Everyone returned to the conference room and began to prepare for the next battle.
"Is it okay?" Fiona's eyes also shone, "I mean, your previous tactics were not to disrupt their offensive and hold back the rebels by repeatedly pulling on the left and right wings, so why are you launching it again now? Direct attack?"
Griffith unfolds the map for everyone:
"The reason why we couldn't attack before is that the main combat strength of the rebels is still there. Judging from the murder of Professor Witzleben, his strength is beyond what we can handle, and the Verona veterans among the rebels are also very capable. . There is even a supernatural swordsman hidden among the rebels. If we are not careful, we may cause heavy casualties.
"We should not launch a decisive attack unless it is absolutely necessary. The rebels will gradually lose their combat effectiveness due to repeated harassment and small-scale defeats, and will not be able to launch a powerful offensive against Beit Manor with all their strength."
"Now the situation has changed?" Lasalle asked first. "In my opinion, as long as Count Sindra's army defeats the main force of Lance, the siege will naturally collapse. It's not bad to continue your left and right fist tactics. We can even Defeat the rebels with the advantage of organization."
Griffith pushed the soldier card onto the simple sand table and showed everyone the terrain:
“Although our main reinforcements are about to arrive, there are still two major problems.
"First, the armies of the Lords of Verona are mainly local knights and militia. I have observed them and understand some of their structures. Whether they can defeat the rebels in a face-to-face battle, especially those who have retired from the army, is very questionable. .
"Secondly, if the earl and the others gather in the north, it will indeed be a powerful deterrent when threatening the left wing of the rebels. However, once a battle breaks out and they retreat, the rebels will completely eliminate the threat, and Bate Manor will be completely destroyed.
"There is not much time left for us. I predict that Earl Sindra will be defeated. By that time, everything will be too late. We must take advantage of the time when the rebels are mobilized and the strength is dispersed to strike with all our strength."
Fiona looked at everyone unsure. None of the Shutoral present expressed any objections, and Lasalle even nodded slightly.
"Then let's do it." Fiona actually didn't want to wait a minute longer. "We summon the entire army to prepare when to launch an attack."
"I suggest setting it the day after tomorrow, early morning on the 24th," Milhaud said. "Today we need to master our respective squadrons, rehearse formations, and be familiar with marching routes and plans. This is already the minimum requirement.
"You can send some people to strengthen the defense of the ferry. There is no room for loss there."
Miyo's suggestion was sound and everyone had no objections.
…
Night falls on the chaotic plain of Verona.
Chills and cries lingered in the air, making the night extremely cold. The distant rebel camp was outlined by firelight, even lighting up the night there like daylight, but the direction of Beit Manor was dark and deserted.
Is Sonia okay... Griffith rubbed his face and drove out inappropriate worries and distracting thoughts. He carefully revised the battle plan and details, pinched his eyes tiredly and went out to catch his breath.
Under the cold moonlight, Fiona was looking into the dark distance, standing uneasily with her arms folded. She noticed Griffith and smiled reluctantly:
"I can't sleep. I always have a bad premonition."
Griffith looked at the distant sky and didn't know how to comfort him. He could only say seriously: "We will definitely be able to rescue Lana and the others. Our army has a good chance of winning."
"real?"
Griffith nodded sincerely.
Since you want to be comforted, let’s do it thoroughly. He organized his language and said: "I have seven victories, and the enemy has seven defeats..."
As soon as he started talking, Mira, who was in charge of the night watch, came over with a piece of paper in her hand.
“Yo, guys, we’ve got some bad news.
"Master Sindra's army has just been attacked."
"What?" Griffith and Fiona both exclaimed.
Mira continued:
“The news coming from Old Town is that the leader of this rebel army is not Lance, but an extraordinary swordsman.
"The extraordinary ones in the camp have been defeated, and the rebel night attack has caused serious chaos.
"The mage accompanying the army has just sent out an emergency report, and the situation is deteriorating further."
Fiona's fair cheeks were already whitened by the silver moon: "Griffith, what should I do?"
"Okay then," Griffith sighed, "Gather the squadron commanders at dawn and we'll attack tomorrow morning.
"Mira, I have to trouble you to prepare the marching route tomorrow morning."
…
Before dawn, Griffith summoned all the people who could take command. "The city defense army tried its best to form six 150-man centurions according to the original organization, commanded by five trainee knights and Warren Hayton respectively. The punishment battalion was arranged in Under a squadron of city defense troops, a reinforced squadron was formed, commanded by Lassalle.
"All the militiamen, part of them are added to the city defense squadron, and the remaining two hundred people are commanded by Mira. They can use bows and arrows and slings, and do not need to join the frontal battle."
"Sixty city defense troops and engineering troops formed a reserve team to follow Miss Fiona. This unit will not be used in combat. The artillery squadron is inconvenient to move in swamps and mud, and they must be retained until the end.
"A total of 8 squadrons will be deployed according to the following plan. The combat plan is as follows..."
The expressions of the city defense army officers present became serious. In the current state, they have actually been deprived of the right to command. The squadron and themselves must obey Fiona, the agent assigned by Beyeland, and the person in charge assigned by Fiona, that is, Griffith and other repairmen. Toral.
The agent has been identified as Fiona. Although she has not yet become a formal noble, she has clear official orders and there is no higher-ranking leader. All the troops here must obey her orders.
Naturally, the city defense troops would not obey a young and beautiful girl so easily, but just a few meters away from them, the Beyonders headed by Griffith were staring at them eagerly.
The apprentice knights had just hanged some legionnaires. They were the real ones in charge, and their hands were warm.
Although their status is only non-commissioned officers, with their high-level status as Beyonders and Fiona's assignment, they will exercise the command authority of each squadron. If the squadron commanders of the city defense army resisted, Griffith and others would tear them into pieces right here in this camp.
"However, I heard that we faced three to four thousand rebels," a city defense squadron leader said hesitantly, "Even if we include the people from Beit Manor, the rebels are close to three times our number. "
"I heard their commander is Lance!"
"He killed a thousand people!"
"Every time he kills a person, he will gain the power of another person!"
"I heard he just killed a supernatural wizard."
The squadron commanders' noise almost overturned the camp tent.
This Lance is so famous. I was originally worried about what we would do if Lancenis appeared on the battlefield... Griffith felt that the current situation was very good and was waiting for this problem. His eyes swept over the squadron leaders, seeing expressions of approval and timidity on their faces. But Warren Hayden seemed unfazed.
There is still a decent talent here. Griffith nodded in his mind, stepped forward and said:
"This is true in terms of numbers. However, the situations between the enemy and ourselves are different.
"Our troops are concentrated in one place with a clear goal. The Boulogne Ferry is also under our control. The road to march towards Bethe Manor is short. We can total the rebels outside the manor at the first time. If they dare not If we respond to the challenge, we can rendezvous with friendly forces and retreat.
"The number of rebels in the middle route is about 1,000 to 1,500, which is not far different from the number of our army and friendly troops. Moreover, our army has a clear advantage in the number of extraordinary people. Before the other two rebels arrived, , we will defeat the rebels in the center and then turn to attack the rebel left.
"The rebels on the left wing have been attacked by me. Their officers were killed, the camp was burned, and the remaining d could not hold up at all after being routed in the center.
"After defeating them, we will attack the southern rebels. Although they are many in number, they are the farthest away. They have lost the support of the two rebels, and they are no longer fearful in terms of numbers and combat power.
"So we are not in a disadvantageous situation. On the contrary, this is a perfect opportunity to defeat the rebels one by one."
Warren Hayden raised his hand to suppress the questions of the squadron leaders and asked Griffith:
"Lance should appear on the right wing of the rebels, which is their main force. When he appears, how will we meet the enemy?"
"Yeah! What about Lance?" "He's too scary."
The city defenders started shouting again.
Griffith was very angry, wasn't he just an enemy chief? So what if you are powerful?
However, the current situation does not seem to give the squadron leaders any peace of mind, and they will spread uneasiness and fear among the soldiers.
"Use a combination of skills to kill him," Griffith said with a cold face, "With three short bugles as a signal, all Shutoral must assemble. During the gathering of Shutoral, each squadron will be guarded by the border guard. The original commander of the army will be commanded and will insist until we solve Reims."
"Combo skills?" Fiona's eyes suddenly lit up, "I didn't know you could do combo skills."
Warren Hayden and the squadron commanders looked left and right, wondering what was going on.
Griffith resisted the urge to cover his face and said seriously to the confused girl:
"Yes, a very powerful combo, even a taboo ability for us,
"It's called, well, Minerva's amation."
Even the goddess is amazed by it! Verona's city defense officers were shocked.
"Indeed," Lasalle looked at Griffith's expression, touched the tip of his nose, and quickly picked up the topic and said, "Because it is too powerful, the use of this ability is strictly prohibited in battles between Shutorals."
Mira nodded enigmatically. She was very beautiful, even a little evil. When she said this, she was full of a sense of mystery that was untouchable and unexplorable. She said faintly:
"I didn't expect to use this trick..."
"Oh——!" The squadron leaders of the city defense army exclaimed together.
Although I don’t know what’s going on, it feels great! Rana’s friends are indeed very reliable! Fiona thought happily, and suddenly became energetic: "Announce to the entire army that after the siege of Bate Manor was lifted, the people trapped there were rescued safely, and all those who participated in the battle can receive a bounty of 50 silver langs. This will The money will be shared among the trapped families. The number of wounded will be doubled, and the number of killed will be tripled!"
"oh--!"
The city defense army captains in the camp took a breath of cold air again. They can get the military expenses arranged by the old town, plus the additional rewards from the nobles, which is a lot of money.
At least 50,000 silver francs will be spent. Griffith calculated in his mind. However, this money is shared by several families, which is quite acceptable.
Fiona tapped the table lightly and said: "I won't talk about the rewards for killing and capturing the enemy chief. Everyone can look forward to it."
"We are flattered by your generosity." The officers of the city defense army beat their chests one after another. "We will fight bravely."
