Chapter 108 The Jackal Army

"Why do you say we came at the wrong time?"

Warrior Ward asked.

Birol pointed to the temple in front of everyone.

"As you can see, the Holy White Temple is almost completed, but it is precisely because of this that the gods do not allow us to stop work midway. Most of the male men must devote themselves to the last and most difficult project."

A group of Highland Gnolls looked towards the top of the pyramid, where countless Gnoll slaves were dragging huge stones under the whips of whips.

These stones have to be sent to the top of the pyramid, and the difficulty can be imagined.

"The construction of the Holy White Temple has lasted for thirty years. In thirty years, the energetic Sangla has turned into an old woman."

Priest Birol continued.

"It's not that the forest kingdom doesn't want to save our companions, it's because the temple is of too great significance. At this critical moment, all the high priest can think about is speeding up the construction."

Before he finished speaking, an accident happened on the pyramid in the distance.

For this reason, we also need to strengthen the village into a fortress, and the third line of defense is naturally the castle.

"Please come with me."

Ward told Priest Birol about Samir's plan. Harvest Day is when humans are most in a hurry, and the jackals also need time to prepare for war.

Priest Birol led everyone to a stone camp. The camp was very large, but now it seemed very deserted.

Ictor said solemnly, in addition to teaching the rat people to dig trenches, they must also arrange defensive positions well.

"Jeniel, do you understand?"

War is more dirty. If you can play disgusting things, don't do it openly. As long as you can continue to accumulate advantages, even a weak country can wear out a strong country.

The great alliance that the jackals dreamed of finally took shape.

All warriors wear colorful painted masks, with different numbers and quality of feathers inserted according to different positions, and can wear shiny wooden armor on their bodies.

The high priest's original plan was just to let him lead his troops to paddle, and if they won, they would rob them. If they lost, they would recruit the remaining tribesmen and bring them to the kingdom to work as slaves.

As the saying goes, a position is meant to be lost. No matter whether the defense can be successful or not, the layout of the position must pay attention to the depth.

Birol said helplessly, that's why he said that the wonders were detracting from the country, otherwise the forest kingdom would have had the opportunity to expand further.

"The first trench is set up on the periphery of the farmland. Just widen and deepen the diversion channel. You can insert sharpened bamboo underneath to serve as a trap.

The wooden armor was polished with lacquer and hung like a big chopping board between the chests of the soldiers.

The disorganized clan rats can only serve as unqualified officers. If they want to truly unite the strength in the territory, the rat people must be arranged for various trainings.

But this time, Ictor, who had enough time, was finally able to let them learn some techniques.

Birol stroked the beard on his chin. Since these highland compatriots have plans and will make good profits afterwards, the kingdom can still contribute some effort.

Anyway, the kingdom will never lose.

"These are warriors recruited by the kingdom from various cities. Now we can only draw a part of them to help them eliminate the common threat. The remaining warriors must stay in the capital."

"Five hundred people."

Ictor knew that they would most likely choose to join forces, but he never imagined that there would be such a powerful enemy on the other side of the river.

"Geniel, remember, although we are on the defensive side, I don't want to see my land being ruined. Retreating to the castle can only be a last resort.

Our defense area must be as narrow as possible, but we cannot let them surround us."

As long as you have enough defenses and consume the enemy's time, you won't have to worry about being unable to drive the enemy out.

"So how many reinforcements is the most we can get?"

But in the view of Ward and others, the five hundred elite warriors were far beyond their expectations.

Priest Birol was a little surprised when he saw their reaction. Due to the obstruction of the Fanfuna River, there was little communication between the jackals on both sides.

The enemy is most likely to attack during the autumn harvest. They lack food and need time to prepare, but other opportunities are not ruled out."

Ictor arranged that Windsor had an absolute advantage in long-range firepower, and he was quite confident about this.

Therefore, the first thing the rat people in the territory have to learn is to dig trenches.

A huge boulder that was transported to the top of the tower slipped from above, crushing a large group of gnoll slaves into pulp along the way, and then crashed into several houses.

"As you can see, this is our current situation. We are unable to launch a war with other countries. We can only send a small number of people to help you."

The first thing to do is to train the rat people into a qualified fighting force.

"Don't be too happy, friends. Although we are willing to send five hundred warriors to help you, the Forest Kingdom can only provide them with food for three days at most. We cannot afford supplies across the river.

Think about it, you can't assemble an army without food."

Even for extraordinary people, tactics are very important.

"I understand, clan leader, your order is to use multiple defenses and strengthen the left wing."

Ward asked as he looked at the soldiers in the camp. Although these soldiers were very primitive, they all had uniform attire.

But even if the enemy uses a thousand tricks, he only needs to fight at his own pace.

At that time, the attack has the greatest chance of winning.

"So much the better."

What Iket feared most was that the enemy would attack before the autumn harvest, so that he would have to give up his illusions and beat the ground to pieces to win the war.

Birol replied that in his opinion, this quantity was very limited for the kingdom.

"Five hundred people are enough! Thank you, our dear compatriots."

From this point of view, the jackals on the other side of the river were having a miserable life.

Whether it is defending fields or villages, our army always has a weak left wing, but directly defending the castle is a dead end.

Therefore, we must pay attention to the trenches on the flanks, dig more and deeper, and buy enough time for the frontal consumption of the war."

"Really?"

"We have to harvest food in advance, then fill the fields with water, and then use long-range troops to block and consume them, and then the troops will retreat to the second line of defense.

"You can safely leave this to us. Great Shaman Samir has already prepared a countermeasure. The army cannot gather in advance. We only need to agree to attack during the autumn harvest.

The war will not last long, and we will have enough food."

Ward also quickly asked about the number of reinforcements.

After all, Genil learned some culture in the education class, and leading the team for such a long time also enabled him to understand a lot of military knowledge.

Seeing the growth of the rats, Ictor was also very happy. He only hoped that the rats could grow up to the point where he could exploit them arbitrarily.

"Then you will be very familiar with the following procedures. Train the team well, and at the same time join in the skills I mentioned such as fighting with wooden swords, digging trenches, and throwing bamboo javelins.

Also, remember to let them find their own fighting partners."

"No problem, leave it to me, clan leader."
Chapter completed!