Hahahahahaha... the idiots on the other side must have been scared silly, right?

At the core of Wall's army camp, Mog was looking at the battlefield ahead with great smugness.

His father, Makin Wall, has always taught him that morale is the most important thing when fighting;

Even when a farmer who had never had any combat experience roared and charged with dying, even if he only held a kitchen knife in his hand, it was enough to scare away several soldiers with a low morale and unwillingness to fight.

My morale has been raised to the limit by various methods - coercion and inducement. If you want to further expand your benefits, you have to start from the opponent.

The more than 100 "soldiers" who just stopped themselves were not real soldiers, but death row prisoners who had undergone preliminary training;

Mog selected some pretty strong death row prisoners from the dungeon and trained them - the content was nothing more than walking in a uniform manner;

Then, gather all their families and give them great rewards - and take strict supervision.

Before the war begins, let them meet for the last time and tell them the responsibility they have to perform during the war: death.

If they follow the plan and perform the bloody scene in front of the scene, their families will receive generous treatment and live a happy life from now on;

And once they dare to play any tricks... their family members will all fall to the ground.

Before the war began, Mog sent people to give these people a strong wine tour--and wait until they finish drinking, and then tell them that the wine is poisonous and there is no antidote.

Under such double insurance, there is no need to worry about whether these soldiers will change their minds in the face of battle.

As for the specific effect...Mogg smiled and looked at the bridgehead: The people inside should think that Walljun is all crazy, right?

The first wave of charge has been launched, with three thousand light infantry covering the siege equipment behind them and taking the lead in entering the attack range of the bridgehead.

What surprised the soldiers was that even though they had already rushed into the range of the bow and arrow, the enemy still did not launch an attack;

But their pace was not hesitant at all - no matter whether there were any conspiracies or tricks, as long as the superior did not give orders, they would continue to move forward!

After they rushed forward for a while, a slightly sparse arrow finally flew out of the bridgehead - obviously, they realized that they were not planning any other strategy.

The long-range trenchers placed in the bridgehead also began to work - they targeted the siege equipment.

Mog looked at the stone being thrown over and laughed out loud: Is the Ryin's only trencher of this level?

The stones looked about the same size as watermelons, and had extremely poor accuracy—either they were killed directly or hit the unlucky soldier next to the siege equipment.

Even if you are lucky enough to hit it directly, it will not cause much damage - Mog saw a well railing being transported by stones, but a few pieces of wood for auxiliary fixation were interrupted, which did not affect the continued use at all.

It's ridiculous; this size is not as weak as the weakest model among the trenchers I brought.

The first wave of charge light infantry had arrived at the pre-determined position at this time-they were not equipped with hook locks for climbing;

They picked up their longbows, pulled out their quiver and began to shoot above the bridgehead.

Mog chose a wonderful time: it was afternoon, the sun was west and the light was in full swing;

The soldiers attacking from the west to the east do not have to worry about the dazzling sunlight. Although the soldiers under the Lein leadership did not have to look up, they were also disturbed and could not aim carefully to shoot.

Arrows began to fall on the platform; the offensive of the soldiers under Ryin was suppressed to a certain extent.

It is difficult to deal with, the shooting holes in the castle - the crossbow arrows flying out from there, caused considerable damage to the light infantry; and the Ryan soldiers in the shooting hole could not attack at all, which made Mogg feel a little unhappy.

As for the losses of light infantry, Mog didn't care much - they were the cheapest of all the troops and were the most convenient to train.

Duke Makin taught him that people will always die on the battlefield, so the losses must be kept to a minimum;

If some death row prisoners sacrificed, they could gain the upper hand, so why not use it?

If giving up some light infantry will allow the siege equipment to move forward more safely, then...

Seeing that more than half of the three thousand light infantry who were in charge were killed or injured and were about to collapse, Mog finally ordered the second team to launch a charge.

Heavy armored infantry team.

They were wearing heavy plate armor and holding large, exaggerated iron shields in their hands, and entered the battlefield at the fastest speed they could.

These people are much more valuable than those light infantry... Just a pair of armor is not a small price, and those who can be selected into the heavy infantry team are all strong men with better physiques. Mog thought in his heart that the more valuable things would naturally be put into place later.

Putting aside the price factor, the advantage of these heavily armored infantry is that their defense is extremely excellent and they are almost immune to attacks from bows and arrows and ordinary crossbows; their disadvantage is that they cannot continue to fight.

Mog personally put on the dozens of kilograms of armor and moved for a while - he always believed that the generals should be familiar with how individual soldiers fought so that they could command the best;

The armor and shields were too heavy. Mog was exhausted after just walking around the training ground - on the battlefield, the soldiers' physical energy consumption would be so fast.

They can indeed protect the personnel behind them who are responsible for operating siege equipment, but the time is also quite limited... This amount of time must be used well.

The heavy armored infantry protected themselves and the soldiers behind them, running forward in a slightly slow manner - being able to run with this level of heavy objects is the result of their hard training on weekdays.

Their efforts were soon achieved: the arrow hit them with no effect at all, and they could only be knocked to the ground by a catapult;

However, even if we count the dozen trenchers with a relatively close range, the attack frequency of the stones is really not enough compared to the speed of the heavy infantry advancing - it is a large team of three thousand people.

Amid the sound of metals and stones colliding with each other, the relatively fast-moving rusher has arrived near the fortress;

In the nearly desperate eyes of the soldiers of the Ryin leader, the operators skillfully pulled the huge wooden vertebra of the rushing car together, and then suddenly exerted force at the same time to push it out;

The ropes of the rushing car carried the weight of the wood vertebra and the strength of more than ten soldiers, and hit the walls of the fortress—

A huge and dull sound spread throughout the bridgehead, and all the soldiers under the leadership of Ryin were trembling.

The Wall leader soldiers with good vision could even see that the wall had been knocked out of the sunken area.

They shouted excitedly, and their morale rose further-
Chapter completed!