After the fire swept across the bridge forest, Winters cut wood much easier.

The lush woodland is now burned to the point of burning.

Only some bare trunks like broken walls and ruins were left, standing alone on the peat.

Winters led his men to cut down the charred trees on the surface, and took the unused excessive wood back as firewood.

In the following days, the Hurds used the same trick again and set fires repeatedly to burn all the remaining woodland.

It is said that "I fooled me once, your shame; I fooled me twice, my shame; I fooled me three times, your common shame." The Hudders obviously did not know this sentence.

The Palatus people suffered a great loss and had become more scrupulous.

The logging team no longer blindly "calculate wherever they cut", but first opened up several crisscrossing fire belts in the forest.

In this way, the remaining part of the bridge forest was divided into small areas by the fire belt.

Even if the Hurds set fire, there were only a limited amount of forests that could be burned at one time.

Fire belts are also roads, and cavalry can quickly support them in the forest through fire belts.

At the same time, because the bridge forest is less than one-third of the area - and it is still "smalling with the day", the areas that need defense also shrink.

Not only did the Hudds fail to ignite another fire, they were ambushed by Lieutenant Colonel Robert outside the forest, killing and injured many light cavalrymen with fire and ignition materials.

All in all, these days have been a rare relaxing time for Winters.

He doesn't need to participate in the battle, he just needs to take people out to cut trees every day.

Charles picked up his blanket. The blanket was burning so badly that Winters was a little sad.

That was a thick tweed blanket that Mrs. Mitchell brought to him when she left Wolf Town.

In order to avoid being frozen to death, Winters applied for a new blanket from the logistics department.

As a result, the Logistics Department sent him a duck down quilt specially provided by the school official, which was a blessing in disguise.

Because the bridge forest is divided into small areas, the range of activities of animals in the forest is increasingly limited.

During the break of tree cutting, Winters led his militia to give rabbits, pheasants, deer and other things in the bridge forest.

Simply put, some people are pulled into circles and coaxed out, while others are tied into pockets to wait, which is a bit like hunting.

Although the amount of meat given to each person is not much, Winters is happy.

In addition, as the first hero to show his warning, the Legion specially approved four eggs per day for Qiangyun.

Eggs are laid by hens carried by the army, which are very precious, and even Winters does not have such treatment.

Lao Lalo, who proposed the [fire attack fire] strategy, got an amazing war horse.

The Dusak boys were all jealous, but Lao Lalo was not very happy.

Winters saw that Laro had a little forced smile and went to ask him the reason.

After repeated inquiries, Lao Laluo finally revealed his heart: "Sir, it's not that I don't know how to polite. I am a farmer, what's the use of wanting to fight horses? It needs food and care for it, and I can't afford to raise it."

Winters was speechless for a moment, and he found that he was in a fever for a while and was indeed inappropriate in his considerations.

Lao Laluo asked hesitantly: "Or...will you replace me with a mule?"

"It's more than enough to exchange for five mules for you!" Winters smiled: "I wanted to exchange for you two heavy-lift horses that can pull the plow. But I thought again that I would have to eat food even if I pulled the horse. Then I would exchange it for two mules, and the extra value would be Ducat."

Angelo went to the carriage again and picked a sturdy, beautiful iron-cyan mule for Lalo.

The mule Angelus picked is strong, has a strong mouth, and a bright and smooth fur like silk. The thighs and buttocks are firm to the touch.

When Laluo's fellow villagers praised this beautiful animal, they all praised it, and Lao Laluo himself was even more precious.

But there is only one, because the capacity of the chariot and horse team is also tight, and there are not many spare beasts to use.

The remaining money was sold into Ducat gold coins and handed over to Lao Lalo in private.

He thought carefully this time: a mule is still in the "envious" range. If you add money, it will enter the "jealousy".

"The gold coins are sewn in the belt." There were only two people in the military tent, and Winters handed the belt to Lalo: "Except for the difference in weight, it cannot be seen."

Lalo repeatedly thanked him and carefully put away his belt.

Old Lalo is at least twice as old as Winters, his hands are covered with calluses, and he is a very mature and steady person.

Wintersborn shouldn't have said much, but when he thought of the Wolf Town people who squandered their hard-earned money in Revodan, he couldn't help but reminded him: "Don't bet... and don't spend it on women's belly. Take it back and bring it to your family, even if you buy a few new clothes."

A young man in his early twenties instructed a middle-aged man in his 50s to say that the scene was ridiculous and absurd.

But Winters's words were earnest and from the heart, and Lao Lalo nodded heavily: "Please rest assured, centurion."

...

Winters has been having a relaxed life these days, but Sekler and Alpad have not been very stable.

The Huds no longer tried fire attacks, but the harassment of the Palatu army did not stop there, but instead became more and more intense.

The sporadic Hud light cavalry ran to the near Palathu Camp in the middle of the night to fire a gun, blow a trumpet, and fire a cold arrow, which annoyed the Palathu people.

The sentry rang the bell to warn, and the Hudd turned around and ran away. The sentry didn't ring the alarm, and the Hudds were endless.

Sekler set up an ambush outside the camp and arranged for the cavalry to stay at night, but the effect was not ideal.

Because the white lion was happy to engage in a small-scale battle with the Paratus, he was more willing to consume the Paratus' sharpness in this way.

I will fight tonight and continue to come tomorrow.

In the end, Sekler was angry and discovered that the best way was to ignore it.

So the Palatu defenders in the highlands of the north and south buried their heads to strengthen their camps and ignored the Hud Light Cavalry who came to harass him.

The Palatus refused to fight, and the Hud became more and more powerful.

The most extreme time, several Hurds lit a bonfire outside the range of muskets, barbecued meat, and sang and danced.

When Friar Reed heard about this, he sneered and asked Winters: "Do you have to send a few women's clothes next time?"

Winters didn't understand the mystery and answered honestly: "The Hurds' clothes are similar in style, regardless of gender."

The old charlatan was bored and walked away sighing.

Faced with the Huds' revolving provocations, the soldiers and grassroots officers were so angry that their teeth were itchy.

General Sekler was determined, so he ordered the defenders of each village to dig three trenches, encircle the areas between the southern highlands, the northern highlands and the river bank, and clearly pretended to be a hedgehog.

Knowing that the Palatus people would not attack, the White Lion still sent people to harass and provoke every day.

Because in this way, the confidence of the Hed tribes is gradually recovering from the disastrous defeat in the Battle of the Unnamed Valley.

The Huds were walking their horses outside the range of the musket, while the Palatus was watching.

The Huds pissed outside the range of the musket, and the Palatus continued to watch.

The Hudders wrestled outside the range of the musket, and the Palatus still watched - but they were quite happy to watch.

So the Hurds stopped the wrestling match and replaced it with other more insulting activities.

Lieutenant Mason sighed every day, regretting not bringing the cannon, "otherwise, I wouldn't be angry."

Lieutenant Colonel Jeska proposed a plan: build a pier fort fifty meters away from the camp, select soldiers from hunters from garrisons; and concentrate the rifled rifles of the entire army and hand them over to the hunters for use.

Fifty meters within the effective range of ordinary combroach guns, the musketeers on the camp wall can provide support for the pier.

Lieutenant Colonel Jeska also saw the potential of the rifled gun.

However, because this kind of gun is expensive, it is currently used as hunting toys in the hands of officers and wealthy families.

In addition, only hunters are forced to spend a lot of money to buy one for their livelihood.

It's better to try than stare at me, and Sekler agreed to Lieutenant Colonel Jeska's plan.

The general made the decision, and the other officers had to hand over their baby hunting rifle, and even Winters' double-barrel gun was taken away.

The Palathus had a common comparative mentality, and naturally pursued beauty with guns. The officers' rifled rifles were carefully crafted, and the decoration of the gun was more expensive than the musket itself.

Just handed over to the big head soldiers for use, and officers at all levels were very reluctant.

Lieutenant Colonel Jeska invisibly did not know how many colleagues he had offended, but his methods were immediately effective.

The rifled gun shooter has been able to pose an effective threat to targets within a hundred meters - although he cannot shoot one at a time.

If one shot fails, two shots will be shot and three shots...

After being beaten to death in succession and injured more than a dozen people, the Huds did not dare to be unscrupulous anymore.

Before this, the Hed even ran to a place less than fifty meters away from the camp wall to provoke and demonstrate.

Since the rifled gun shooter took effect, the Hudd retreated to two hundred meters away.

But the night is still irritating.

Because the pier has limited defense capabilities and is easily touched, the rifled gun shooter will withdraw to the camp at night.

The Hudds dare not be arrogant during the day, and they doubled down after the sun sets.

The two sides just went back and forth, and the low-intensity battle never stopped.

On the bad days, there was only one thing that comforted the Palathus: Due to the stable supply of wood in Qiaolin Camp, the progress of the bridge was very satisfactory.
To be continued...