Roy once had a teacher who was a frontier infantryman [Centurion Banner Commander]. He fought in several border conflicts with the Philip Empire or the Pompeii Empire. In the end, he retired due to injury and received a lot of money.
, settled down in a small town and spent their old age.
Roy didn't know how his grandfather William got to know and persuade this man. Anyway, he stayed at this man's house for a week. In addition to completing the basic training assigned by William, he sat in a bed full of crickets and cicadas every day.
In the small courtyard, I sat across from the Centurion Commander, drinking tea and listening to him talk about his thirty-year war experience.
The centurion is a good storyteller. He told stories from when he joined the army as a teenager, when new recruits entered the camp, to when he retired.
It was one summer. The nine-year-old child sat quietly in the small courtyard filled with insects, his mind wandering in the ups and downs of the tragic and cruel war, as if he had experienced the life of a veteran.
A week later, Roy kowtowed to the Centurion Commander as was customary for the masters who taught him various skills in the past, and then followed William on his wandering journey again. He had not seen each other since.
However, everything the centurion told was deeply imprinted in Roy's mind.
A veteran once said that in a siege, the first thing to collapse is often not the city wall, but the human heart.
Veterans have attacked and defended the city. When attacking the city, they will try their best to exert psychological pressure on the opponent. When defending the city, they will use all means to counter the opponent's pressure. Sometimes they will urinate on the opponent on the city wall.
He took off his pants, exposed his buttocks, slapped them, and yelled provocatively at the other party.
Roy was dumbfounded and asked: "Pee and expose your butt?"
That’s unimaginable. How embarrassing it is to be in front of a group of grown men!
The veteran looked up at the big-headed boy strangely and said matter-of-factly: "During a war, it is a very common method to provoke your opponent to boost morale."
Roy twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty.
Seeing the embarrassed and unimaginable expression on the little boy's face, the veteran laughed.
This big head is smart, but he is too introverted and shy. Something like exposing his butt in front of hundreds of grown men is something that a boy cannot do with his personality.
Whether judging from his thin body, delicate appearance or introverted personality, he is more suitable to become a disciplined secretary in the future.
"What's the fun in taking off your pants in front of so many grown men? It's so embarrassing. Couldn't the sir send a beautiful girl to encourage you?!"
Poof, the veteran choked the tea into his nose, and immediately sprayed it out, causing him to cough violently.
The boy was sprayed all over his head and face and was extremely frustrated.
damn it.
It turns out that no girls really watch it.
Roy heard from veterans that being besieged by the enemy was like being locked in a cage.
The closed space and the constant pressure exerted by the enemy will cause the psychology of the people defending the city to undergo various distortions as the food supply decreases and more and more people die in battle.
They will be afraid, ask themselves questions, ask themselves whether they will die, ask themselves what the enemy will do to the people in the castle if the castle is breached, they will doubt each other, worry about traitors, will have hallucinations and then go crazy.
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Usually at this time, something unbearable will happen.
The garrison generals will use more extreme methods to make people understand that the fear imposed by the enemy is nothing. Even if everyone understands that it is drinking poison to quench thirst, they must do so.
And the Feili people are now exerting fear on the castle.
They destroyed the town and wandered outside the effective killing range of the castle's bows and arrows. The defenders on the city wall did not dare to waste precious arrows easily, but they also tensed their nerves, not knowing when the opponent would launch an attack.
When a few prayer hours passed and the tense nerves of the defenders inevitably began to relax and become tired, they began their attack.
In the words of veterans, this is a show of force!
Its purpose is to shock every besieged person in the castle. When these people feel that the attacker is irresistible, they will waver and become a loophole, an unstable factor that is likely to expand at some point.
There is an old saying that a castle is easiest to break into from the inside.
This is a wise saying during a siege.
According to statistics, more than 80% of lost castles had their gates opened from the inside.
Although the Felie Cavalry Formation led by more than a hundred knights outside the Castle of Borabel could not charge their horses up the city wall, it could easily undermine the morale of the defenders.
The knights inspired their fighting spirit and sent the first wave of arrows onto the city wall beyond the range of the defenders' bows. After forming complete suppression, they led the cavalry and began their endless charge and shooting.
The rain of arrows that made people unable to lift their heads and breathless, the unbridled thundering hooves below the city, and the ten knights standing arrogantly below the city were all the endless fear they cast.
If fear is allowed to spread without a counterattack, it won't be long before the knights can only swing their swords to kill the civilians whose morale has collapsed and the soldiers who are trying to open the city gate.
Roy understands these principles no less than Hugo and other knights.
But in his view, this is also an opportunity to fight back.
It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of them. This is what Roy learned from living in the wild since childhood.
Although it was difficult to kill these ten knights at the same time, he was quite confident about killing one of them.
Moreover, killing too many people at once will make you look too cruel. Killing them one by one will achieve the same effect, and you will not have any psychological burden on your kind self.
"Okay!" Hugo nodded after staring at Roy for a while.
Ever since Roy rescued Alessia, Hugo and the others have regarded him as their companion. At this moment, he would rather fail again than give his complete trust to Roy.
After receiving the bow and quiver handed over by a knight, Roy unstrung and tried it.
Unlike his wooden bow for hunting, this second-level battle bow is made entirely of twisted silver secret pattern steel, and is stretched with strings tanned by the toughest rhinoceros sinew, making it full of strength.
Roy took out the arrows from his quiver, held one in his mouth, lined up ten of them and leaned against the city wall, and then held four in his hand.
While he was making these preparations, there was no sound on the city wall. The knights with arrows on their bows looked at him intently, and the trembling civilians hiding nearby also looked here in surprise.
A sixteen-year-old boy turned out to be the core commander of everyone. This scene gave people an extremely weird feeling.
Roy took a deep breath. The magic core in his body was already rotating at high speed, arranging the elements in his body. In his mind, more than a dozen different element arrays passed by one by one.
Facing the unsuspecting Mrs. Ellen's gaze, he showed a simple smile. After becoming a real magician, his first battle was as an archer.
How low-key!
"Um...four..." Roy made a vague countdown sound while biting the arrow in his mouth.
As soon as he counted to four, he stood up suddenly.