[Outside the Kings Castle]

The biggest advantage of front-line teaching is that you can intern on the spot.

So Houdel regretted it very much at this moment. When Mason Baomin just demonstrated how to dig in a lie-down position, he didn't take a closer look.

Not only Houdel, but few reserve officers could have imagined in advance that the homework assigned by General Manager Mason would be so exciting.

As soon as the class was finished, the preparatory officers were sent directly to the front line to practice the skills they learned on the spot.

Houdel's class was brought back by baby face to the small fortress they built three days ago.

Babyface gave everyone a tool, patted her hands, and announced it neatly, "Let's start."

The question of some reserve officers "What should we do in person?" was also refuted by the baby face's understatement, "In the future, no need; now, it must."

At this time, the reserve officer gradually realized that the harmonious General Manager Mason was actually the "first-severe school" of the second school.

Because others will only be fined if they fail to complete their homework, but Richard Mason may not die if they do it well.

Just now, when the General Manager was lying on the ground and arched around, the reserve officers found it funny, and some even spoke rudely and mocked the General Manager for being like maggots.

When the students were driven into the trench and really began to dig into the walls of the Kings Castle against muskets, everyone wanted to turn into maggots and drill into the soil.

Houdel is one of them.

At this moment, Houdeer's clothes seemed to have just been fished out of the water. The fabric behind it sucked sweat and stuck to his back, which made him extremely uncomfortable. The fabric in front was covered with mud, because the dry soil under him had been filled with sweat. The helmet was stuffy and hot, and it kept sliding down, but Houdeer did not dare to pick it. The sweat flowed into his eyes, Houdeer did not dare to wipe it because his hands were also covered with mud.

On the left hand side of Houdel was a row of willow baskets filled with soil, and in front was a small trolley with wooden boards. These two things were the bunkers he relied on for his living.

He could breathe fresh air as long as he straightened his waist, but Houdeer didn't even dare to raise his head and lowered his head so much that he could no longer lower it.

Although their trench had just been excavated and was at least two kilometers away from the city wall, the shadow of death still enveloped everyone's head, which was suffocating.

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As early as the first day after the New Army's fortifications broke ground, after finding that it was difficult for cannons to pose an actual threat to the siege personnel, the Unionists immediately came up with a new strategy.

They no longer set off fireworks during the day to intimidate siege personnel, but instead sent sharpshooters equipped with rifled guns at night.

The latter would quietly approach the trenches of the New Army, lurking down, and wait until the sun rises and the siege is in progress.

Immediately afterwards, they snatched the firing pole, took away a bad officer, a non-commissioned officer, a foreman, or anyone who had his head exposed outside the trench, and then swaggered back to the city.

The officers of the new army were clear: the reason why the Unionists did not rush to run was to lure the pursuers into the effective range of the cannons on the city wall.

Therefore, even if the patrol cavalry arrived at the scene in time, they would not dare to pursue them in depth.

The new army leadership has no good idea about the new tactics of the United Provinces, so it can only repeatedly declare discipline and strictly prohibit anyone from exposing their bodies outside the bunker.

If we look at the number of kills alone, the United Provinces' sharpshooters only caused single-digit casualties to the new army.

However, they successfully interfered with the construction of the new army, slowed down the progress of the fortifications, and made the front-line civilians and soldiers panic.

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So at this moment, Houdel didn't know if there was a Unionist in the killing zone between the siege trenches and the walls, who were aiming at him.

He could only lean against the ground, lean against the basket, lowering his head until he could no longer be lowered.

Not only that, Houdel had to check while digging to make sure that the shallow ditch he dug was straight.

Because when he walked into the corridor, the baby face smiled and reminded him behind him:

"Be careful, don't go astray, you will die."

Knowing that baby face was scaring himself, Houdel couldn't help but feel twelve points of energy.

The artillery arranged by the Unionists on the city walls and fortresses has the ability to cross-fire.

Therefore, the trench that advances to the city wall cannot go straight, and must bend forward repeatedly - this point that Houdel had learned when besieging Maple Leaf Fort.

However, there are only a few hundred remaining soldiers with low morale in Maple Leaf Fort; there are no cannons from the Unionists on the walls of Maple Leaf Fort.

Everyone knows that the fall of Maple Leaf Castle was only a matter of time, so at that time, Houdel was neither afraid nor anxious, as if he was playing a game.

But this time it's different, this time it's really here.

The cannons of the Unionists were amazingly accurate, and they could be beaten even two kilometers away.

It is conceivable that the more you advance, the more likely the artillery shells of the Unionists will be directly penetrated into the trench.

Therefore, the Emperor Baomin judge measured the angle of each forward trench.

As the pioneer of the "digging team", Houdel's responsibility is to ensure that the trench does not deviate from the route planned by the civil servant.

But this task was really too difficult. After really getting into the mud and rolling, Hou Deer realized how difficult it is to "don't go astray" in the baby's face.

Apart from the small car in front of him, the willow basket on the left and the soil under him, he could hardly see anything.

Although the person was on the ground, Hou Deer had the illusion of being in a mine cave.

He could only bury his head and dig a few shovels, then retreated a short distance, confirming that it was not crooked, and then continued to move forward.

The second-person of the excavation team, Claude, followed about three meters behind Houdel. Compared to Houdel, he could only lie on the ground to work. Claude was in a slightly better condition and could half-squat.

Claude's task was to "dig" what Houdel could only be used to crawl into shallow ditches for one person to deepen and widen to a level that a person could squat and walk.

Behind Claude was the little Madhya, whose mission was to continue to deepen and widen the trench until it was available for bending over and walking.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! His working environment is the most comfortable, but the workload is the most, and the most soil needs to be shoveled.

This "group digging" model was learned by Richard Mason after the siege of Maple Leaf Fort.

When Maple Leaf Fort was besieged, the rapid advancement of the trenches by the siege had already stunned Alder Felt.

At that time, the excavation method of the Tiefeng County Army was that a squad was responsible for a trench. From the beginning, it dug the trench to a depth that was enough for one person to walk. Two people were digging forward in a group of rotation, and the others were responsible for widening and reinforcement.

But Richard Mason still felt that it was not fast enough, and the twelve people worked in a trench, which was not only unable to perform, but also inevitably some people were lazy.

So this time at the Castle of Kings, Mason began to try the three-person team digging mode.

Practice shows that the efficiency of a three-person group is no less efficient than the efficiency of digging trenches together by twelve people.

After inspecting it, Mason felt very satisfied.

However, Houdel, who is working hard on the front line, may not think so.

To be precise, Houdel's mind was blank and he had no thoughts.

Not only Houdel, but Claude, who usually talks a lot, now no longer has the intention of talking nonsense.

Not to mention Ma Jiya, he used his strength to barely keep up with the two ahead.

In the stuffy trench, you can only hear the "huffing" sound of three people panting, and the muffled sound of the shovel blade inserted into the soil.

Houdel had no idea how long he had dug, so he mechanically shoveled the soil, retreated, and moved forward.

Until at a certain moment, a pulling force came from Houdeer's waist and abdomen, and he grabbed him tightly.

Houdel lowered his head and looked at his belly button, and found that the rope tied to his waist was tense. Something had ended.

Hou Deer was stunned. After a while, he came to his senses and couldn't help but cry with joy.

"It's over!" Houdel turned around and shouted at Claude, "The rope is over!"

As Houdel entered the corridor, the baby face tied a rope around his waist.

Mason Baomin mercifully limited the workload for each group, and as long as you dig enough distance, you can change shifts and rest.

When the rope is over, it means that the task is completed.

When Claude and Madya heard Houdel's words, they couldn't help but shed tears of happiness and collapsed into the trench.

A moment later, Houdell, Claude and Madya returned to the fortress where they set out.

The next group of students who took over them bent over and carried the tools and stepped into the corridor.

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[King Castle]

At the same time, at the top of the castle of the Kings, the officers of the Southern Front were also closely observing the new trends of the "rebels".

Jansen Conelis specifically summoned Lieutenant Colonel Montekukoli from Magit Island to reassess the progress of the "rebels" siege.

"I've only been on the island for a week," he saw the fence stakes passed down by the soldiers at the bottom of the ranks. Montekukoli, who had not thought about it, almost fell under the walls of his nose. He asked in disbelief, "The rebels have created such a big battle?"

Conelis sneered.

"To be precise," Flitz stepped forward and explained, "it was three days, three whole days, plus one night."

"Three days?" Montekukoli was stunned.

"Yes," Flitz nodded, "after the Flying Winged Lion Flag appeared, the rebels began to build siege fortifications outside the new city..."

"How is the situation in Magit Island?" Cornelis interrupted Flitz and asked bluntly, "What are the rebels' actions?"

"We did a lot of actions. We built fortifications on the island. They built fortifications on the other side of the river, confronting us across the river.

“Not only are the fortifications being repaired during the day, but people will be sent to the water at night to send supplies to the island.

"Lt. Col. Lodveke intercepted some, but was also sneaked into several small boats," Montecukoli smiled bitterly at the fortifications outside the city, "but, compared with these, the island of Magit is surprisingly calm."

"What do you think?" Cornelis asked with some slight slightest.
To be continued...