The "King Army" camp lasted for several miles, after all, there were 20,000 people in the fortress. It was impossible for these 20,000 people to sleep on the three-story beds, and they would squeeze together one after another. Then you would not have to wait for the catapult to come down and destroy one hundred people! These 20,000 people should be spread out and formed a formation based on the terrain that can be related to each other but have sufficient room for movement.
Half a mile away from the camp, sharpened wooden stakes formed the first post, where soldiers holding spears and carrying bows and arrows were stationed here. After the defense line, the camp continued to stretch out in the distance, and the curling smoke formed dozens of pillars, rising high in the windless weather. From here, you can see many fully armed people grinding their weapons, while laughing and watching the civilians in charge of transport slip and fall in the mud. Many dogs ran around, competing for the leftovers, throwing the mud everywhere.
Ordinary soldiers camped openly, and the knights had at least tents, while the lords could move into solid houses with brick and stone structures. The entire camp was still in the process of preparing for war, and more houses were being built. At that time, the knights could also move into the house, and the tents were left for ordinary soldiers. In short, it would not be wasted. However, building a house for the knights would have to be put in a few days after all the sentries and fences were repaired.
Sam showed the Hall family badge, and the camp was unobstructed. He was a little proud and introduced the aristocratic flags here to Merry and Piping along the way: the Rupert family's red-toothed wild boar, the Joyce family's thorny tree, the Keith family's snake-eating badger...
The flags of the nobles have their own characteristics, but they all guard the Royal Templars of the Hall family. The Earl's residence is close to the waterfront and is located on a slightly higher slope. It is a small brick-stone tower with a third floor of observation posts. From above, you can easily see the situation of the entire camp, which can be said to be in the safest and most core position.
The carriage was finally stopped. Feiqi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the knight in his family's armor could perform his duties without any relaxation. He jumped out of the carriage first, turned his head and helped her down. However, Shanie shook her head and jumped down neatly. Feiqi smiled, but still held her hand. He stomped his feet, and his magic power filled him, turning the mud into a solid stone.
"Is my father in there?"
The family knight brought Fitch in. Earl Hall, wearing a sweatshirt lined with armor, rolled up her sleeves and was playing with mud sweat. A sand table from a nearby area was on the table in front of him, and the undulating terrain was displayed on it. As Fitch came in through the open door, he raised his head and a smile appeared on his lips: "Okay, here it's time."
"My father, I heard from Andrew that you asked me to come without stopping, so I came. But I was wondering why I had to go non-stop? I could obviously be faster by teleportation or flight. Oh, by the way, I brought Shani together."
"Your room is on the second floor, where there are armor and some casual clothes that you used to make. You are a little fatter now and probably won't be able to wear it, but Shani should be fine." The Count was holding clay in both hands, so he just nodded to Shani: "In the military camp, you have to dress up as a man. This is for the safety of my soldiers, and I can also help me deal with less wounded people who have been knocked down by you."
"You guessed I'm going to bring Shani over?"
"No, I'm just preparing for all possible situations, just something that can be used to your brain and mouth. Shouldn't this be what you are best at?" The Count asked Shani to change her clothes first and called Feiqi to her side. "Move a stool and sit down."
"No, I'd better stand." Feiqi leaned on the cat-hitting stick, his posture was already very comfortable. He looked at the sand table in front of him, which was a overlooking view of the entire camp and the surrounding area. From the scale, he did not extend far to the edge of the square box. "Doesn't the enemy's position be marked on it?"
"Enemy? Are you talking about the possible troops sent by the church? Is that necessary?" Earl Hall looked at Fitch meaningfully and said with a smile: "Do you think you can fight, or do you think I will be defeated without a big sand table?"
"Shouldn't it be a full set of acting?" Feiqi said: "Winning is a must, but it is not the original purpose of fighting. If there are church eyeliners or nobles who are secretly speaking with the church come in, see this sand table and say it out, then let the church know that we don't have the will to fight?"
"Then why don't you ask what the situation is on the other side?"
"Uh, what's going on across the board?" Feichi scratched his head.
"So far, nothing happened." The count replied, "Scale of Paladins came to patrol nearby and were driven away by our soldiers. The church was very slow and had not yet begun to gather troops. Some priests and paladins organized themselves and set up camps in a mountain thirty miles away from us. I sent people to see that they only had a well, and they would exhaust all their energy when they moved food and grass up every day. If I were still as nervous as if I was facing a great enemy, wouldn't it be obvious that I was acting?"
It makes sense. On the stage, the actors in the opposite scene did not come up. Excessive force at this time will only ruin things. "The response of the Holy Trinity Castle is too full. Shouldn't they know our assembly yet?"
"The news has spread a long time ago, and they cannot not know." Earl Hall looked at Feige again: "The intelligence leader Mathers made a big move this time and released a lot of interesting news. He almost invited a circus to church to play the United Kingdom assembly march! Who did he learn this from?"
"It's probably me..." Feiqi was a little self-aware. After all, holding a flag to advertise at the competitive conference was his first precedent.
"I know it's you. In the entire inner court, you can think of such a scary idea with a weird mind."
"Is this a criticism or a compliment?" Feiqi was a little confused about what the Count's smile meant. Looking at his soul fire, he could read the excitement. But was this the excitement of beating him, or the excitement of patting his shoulder and saying "You did a good job"?
"I have taught you a lot, but I have never taught you how to lead troops to fight." Earl Hall suddenly changed the topic: "I went to see your Hell Knights. Their training is interesting. Even I have to exclaim a wonderful idea in many places! But fighting is not about shouting slogans or kicking steps, but about struggling in the mud and water, and letting the enemy run out of blood in the pile of corpses as much as possible."
"I know that war is a matter of killing."
"Wrong. Fight is killing, but war is not." Earl Hall picked up a rag and scraped off the clay from his hands and rubbed it in the basin. With the sound of water, he said: "Your mind is blessed by the goddess and becomes very flexible. This is a good thing; you can think of some clever and labor-saving methods, which is also a good thing. However, the hard work and tiring work of war will not completely disappear, you lack a lot on the basis."
"And you are going to teach me?" Feiqi heard the meaning of the Count's words.
"Yes, I want to teach you." The Count nodded: "This time the church reacted slowly and was likely to admit defeat and agree to His Majesty the King's proposal, so the whole action turned into a gathering without much pressure."
"How to fight after the war starts? I think you look down on my set, otherwise you wouldn't have set up the Hell Knights, and you'll be using magic soldiers." The Count wiped his hands, rubbed his face with a slightly moist palm, and then said, "I don't want to make things boring myself, so I won't teach you those tactical things. This time I will only talk about the basics, the most complicated but most important things."
"Okay, just listen if you teach me." Feiqi recalled how "myself" had been towards learning in the past, and slightly slighted his resistance, and responded: "I won't be forbidden to use magic to complete my studies, right?"
"That's your own ability." Earl Hall sat in a wide wooden chair, and relaxedly wiped the sweat from the front and back of his neck and chest with a towel. His legs were placed on the armrest of the chair and his feet were shaking. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm not going to teach those adjutants, but I also asked them not to change at all. I'll teach you one. As long as you learn it, you can forget me."
"You are a little insincere, but I understand the meaning. I will learn it as soon as possible so that you can sit in the manor at home in this posture, hold a bottle of wine in your hand, and rest with peace of mind."
"Why? I don't like that! Aria finally died, so shouldn't I come out to do it?" The count snorted in anger: "Come on, I'll leave you with the top priority in the military camp."
"Food?" Feiqi asked.
"The pit!"
Yes. Although this is not a major event such as "head", it is indeed a major event. When the army gathers together, we cannot only focus on people eating horses. What happens behind us is equally important, or even more important. Health, morale and discipline all rely on this event. It is an important part of combat effectiveness and logistics.
Although the smell is bad and sometimes you need to block your nose, you must never wear tinted glasses to look at this big thing. Even the beautiful and elegant elves are recognized as having to go to the toilet, and the excretion of herbivores is often more... Forget it, this cannot be discussed too much. Feiqi's research focuses on space spells and rune spells, not biological taxonomy.
How to divide the ditches, how to satisfy personnel use and maintain hygiene, how to clean and avoid contaminating precious water sources. "Due to the smell, soldiers are often unwilling to stay nearby for a long time, which will leave a vacancy for alert and defense, which must also be taken into account..."
Maybe it is time to invent a spell that turns this thing out? But which magician is willing to go to the scene every day to cast this spell? "So detailed? Could it be that I have to dig a hole with my own hands in the future?"
The Count raised his hand and slapped Feich on the head - he felt like his hand was slapped on the iron ingot, causing a vague pain, and hid it quickly. "I'm not going to train you to... You have to know if your subordinates are doing it right, and who is doing it well."
"It makes sense, too." Feiqi nodded: "You continue."
"No need to say too much, just go and get started." Earl Hall rubbed the sharp stubble that appeared under his lips with his fingers, and said, "There are three hundred people in the western camp, and there is no work yet. I will give you a few craftsmen and you can do this. Also, after completing it, inspect the entire camp, where it is difficult to change. You only have three days, and there are still many things to do later!"
This is definitely a "heavy task"! Before coming, Feiqi thought about his possible position as a solo person and the role he would play in the camp, and never thought it would be like this. No wonder he just gave all the armor and clothes he prepared to Shani. He doesn't need to wear armor for this job, and there is no need to change into new clothes!
Soon, Feiqi was glad that he was best at space spells! In this task assigned to him by the Count, the effect of elemental spells was very low. Freezing would only cause trouble for cleaning. The acid would damage the buildings that had been built with great difficulty. The flames would create a scent that caused the entire camp to be vomited, which actually greatly increased the workload. As for lightning? Are you going to prepare to go to heaven to scatter flowers?
Ah, the sea, a vast and great place, Feiqi just knew a coordinate. He was not on any route, and where did the busy water trade come from in Yongli continent? Open a space channel, and then the troubles in front of him soar to the distance. No need to dig holes, clean up, transport, and bury them anymore. All the tedious work was solved by the space teleportation spell.
It’s a pity that only Fitch has the ability to cast such spells in the entire camp.
"Sir, what are Feiqi doing?" Shani was wearing men's clothing, hiding her figure under the chain mail, and walked down from the second floor with a full helmet in her hand. She finally found a suitable outfit, and took the time to tidy up her and Feiqi's small room. Shani knew that there must be a lot to say between the father and son downstairs, and it was not convenient for her to disturb her, so she kept waiting for Feiqi to come up in the room. But Feiqi never showed up, and she was by her side without listening to sneezing, and wiped her furry claws over and over again and rubbed her eyes. She couldn't wait, so she got down.
"Oh, I asked him to do some work in the military camp and learn this knowledge well. I just forgot that you were on it. I guess I am not used to having women in the military camp." The Count slapped his head and pointed to the chair next to him. "Sit for a while, I'll send someone to see where he is now. If you want to find him, take you there. Your outfit is very good, as long as you don't speak, you shouldn't be able to tell."
"Thank you." Shani sat down. She noticed that Earl Hall had just finished a meal and had not had time to pack up the leftovers. There were lamb legs, chicken stands, fish heads, grape skins, apples and some vegetable leaves on the side. Less than half of the whole bottle of manor wine with Hall's family emblem left. It seemed that Earl was still healthy and was in a good mood today, otherwise how could she have such a good appetite?
Anyway, Fitch doesn't.
Chapter completed!