Chapter 96: Battle (Part 1)

Murphy slept very uneasy that night.

Although there were guards from the General Guards around him, he still woke up twice in the middle of the night.

Once it was midnight, and he heard the howling of wolves.

Almost subconsciously, he stood up with his sword. However, at this time he also remembered the voice of the general guard outside the tent.

"His Governor, it's just a giant wolf that escaped during the day. It's not an army of gnolls." The attendant of the General Guard stood outside the tent and whispered.

During the daytime battle, many wolves left the zombies and ran away alone. The degree of domestication of these creatures by the werewolf obviously has not reached the standard of domestication of horses by humans. So in the battle, some wolves left the zombies and ran away alone. These fleeing wolves did not seem to have gone far, but were wandering nearby. The howlings of wolves were sent out from their mouths.

The second time I was awakened was at dawn, at about five o'clock in the morning.

General Marcus Kane was arranging the soldiers to rotate vigils, and he was awakened by the sound of footsteps outside.

Because he was not sleeping well, Murphy couldn't help feeling slightly drowsy when he got up.

He lost a lot of blood in the battle last night, and his spirit was still slightly depressed. The wounds on his arm have recovered a lot. Now he feels numb and itchy. It seems that he is growing flesh again.

Seeing that there was movement from the tent, the general guard's knight walked in with a basin of clear water.

"Governor General, the army of the werewolf has arrived. They rushed over overnight, with a number of about eight thousand people, and are now camping five miles away." As soon as Murphy finished washing his face, General Marcus Cain walked in.

"Has arrived?" Murphy's face was not surprised, and he nodded and said, "Well. I understand."

The Gnoll Army did not come quickly.

It was still under Murphy's expectations.

He put down the towel, picked up a bowl of porridge and took a sip, and asked, "How are the gnolls equipped?"

"All of them are equipped with weapons, but only a small part are equipped with half-body armor." General Marcus Kane replied.

"Well. I understand." After drinking the porridge for a few sips, Murphy said in a deep voice: "The last line of defense is about to be arranged. I guess they will launch an attack around nine o'clock in the morning."

"Yes!" General Marcus Kane responded.

"By the way, General Leodale is okay?" Murphy put down the bowl, called General Marcus Kane, who was about to go out, and asked.

"The priest said he was seriously injured and should be lying to recuperate for a while." Marcus Cain hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "But General Leodale didn't listen at all."

In the territory, both in ability and identity, General Leodale is above Marcus Kane.

So, if Murphy is not there, military issues will be dominated by General Leo Dare. Naturally, in terms of status and status, Marcus Cain was placed in the back row. General Leo Dare is a taciturn but extremely stubborn and tough person. In the territory, almost everyone in his territory could hardly influence his will. This is why Marcus Cain reported to Murphy.

Murphy couldn't help but frowned slightly when he heard this. He said in a deep voice: "Let him go back and lie down, just say it's my order!"

"Yes." General Marcus Kane retreated.

Leodare has a strong temperament. Although he will not lose the calm that the general should be due to impulse, some stubborn temper often makes Murphy helpless. The two generals around him cannot be considered qualified commanders. General Leodare is too strong and loses his resilience. General Marcus Cain lacks enough experience and opinion, lacks the overall view, and does not act decisively enough!

There is no problem asking them to lead an army.

But it is obviously not enough to let them lead a battle.

I can only hope that after the territory is successfully established, a group of better generals can be cultivated.

It looks like around 8 o'clock in the morning.

The front line of defense has been completely arranged, including three rows of horse-rejected horses, slope-like earth walls about five meters high and about four meters wide, and a small number of poison signs made according to the proposal of slave merchant Prife.

The so-called poison sign was actually a method used by the barbarian indigenous people.

They cut the hard bamboo and wood into two sharp wooden sticks, about four centimeters long and very thin. All the wooden sticks were soaked in toxic juice for a period of time, and then took them out and inserted them on the ground, revealing only a small part. The barbarians inserted these poison sticks in places where the enemy passed by. If the enemy accidentally stepped on them, they would immediately get poisoned and infected. Although it was not fatal, the wound would rot and suppurate within two days.

In this era, a good pair of shoes is definitely not a cheap thing.

In this era of barren materials, a considerable number of humans are still barefoot or have only a pair of straw sandals.

In this way, this method can be said to be quite effective!

When Murphy heard this, he immediately agreed.

The reason is very simple.

Gnolls don't wear shoes...

As we all know, the werewolf has lush hair on their bodies and sharp claws on their limbs. Similarly, the soles of these creatures are also extremely thick.

The living habits of the gnolls are very close to wild animals. Although they wear clothes, they just simply sew a few pieces of fur together. As a race that has nothing to do with the cleverness of mind, you don’t have to expect them to make shoes. At least for Murphy’s current view, except for a few high-level gnolls, other gnolls seem to be habitually bashing their feet.

This way, this move is very vicious.

Murphy could have predicted what expression would look like when the zombies were concentrating on rushing forward, and suddenly stepped on a sharp poison sign.

In fact, when the slave merchant Prife came up with this idea.

Murphy had the idea of ​​preparing a batch of metal nails or caltrops, but he overestimated the craftsmanship of this era.

In this era when grinding a needle takes a lot of time.

It is obviously much more realistic to use hard bamboo and wood than to use iron products. At least it is simple to make it without much time.

And the last line of defense is not a line of defense.
Chapter completed!