Mount & Blade: Wind of War

Why do humans fear hell creatures?

Because most humans cannot understand why hell creatures are willing to fight to the death with others for a mouthful of clean water.

Why do demons have chaotic behavior logic?

Because after hell creatures come to the human world, they think that everything they do is worth it. The value systems of both sides are completely different, and of course they cannot understand each other.

On the other hand, low- and medium-level hell demons belong to creatures in the primitive ecology, and they may not have any value system and are full of animality.

After General Flannard and Rhodes completed the negotiation, the Bridges Line was planned to slowly open to both sides and the army would retreat synchronously.

If it were a normal army, it would definitely consider the possible encirclement on both sides if the enemy did not retreat before collapse.

But the hell army is not a normal army. Even a tragic battle like before is a "worthwhile" hunting behavior in their eyes.

When you have absolute power and absolute numerical advantage, you don't need to think so much, just push forward.

It is also because of sensing this characteristic of the hell army that General Flannard and Rhodes estimated the main route of the hell army in advance.

On this road, there is a large castle called Castaneda, which is the base camp of the border military nobles Tihru family. Because it is close to the border, the entire castle has good fortifications, and it is located in a mountain basin, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Before the Bridges Line was opened, the Northern Alliance had already stationed here, and it was not just the 50,000 Northern Alliance troops. Rhodes would have to defend here for a long time. General Flanad was worried that Rhodes could not defend it, so he forced him to give him 30,000 elite soldiers, and gathered 80,000 elite soldiers to guard this castle.

Because after the overall defense line in front retreated, the Castaneda Military Castle would become the protruding point in the center.

Then, according to the simple and rough operation mode of the Hell Legion, it would inevitably gather here in large numbers, and this was the key to the killing.

In Castaneda Castle, humans, elves and dwarves were walking bustlingly. The war had not really burned here, but they were treated to good wine and meat every day. After eating and drinking, there was nothing to do, and many soldiers even felt irritable and cruel.

The Lonely Mountain Legion consists of 25,000 humans, among which are some ogres and goblins from the stronghold legion.

The 25,000 elves of the Bright Moon Legion are mixed with some humans and half-elves.

The mixed legion given to Rhodes by General Flannard is a mixed one with professional soldiers from Styak, hired swordsmen from the Merchant Alliance, battle mages from the Mage Kingdom, religious warriors from the Holy Empire, and a relatively high proportion of dwarf legions.

If it were an ordinary general, it would be a headache just to manage this ragtag army.

However, Rhodes has both reputation and ability, and he has his own loyal legion. He only trained the Lonely Mountain Legion and the Bright Moon Legion for two consecutive days, and the ragtag legion was completely obedient.

The army has always been a place with clear levels, and strength is absolutely proportional to status, even relatively lax mercenaries are no exception. Now the two legions in the hands of the Lord of the Lonely Mountain are obviously much stronger than himself and others. Under such circumstances, those who dare to attack are not having character, but seeking death.

Because of his game memory from his previous life, Rhode clearly knew the characteristics and combat power of each unit of this ragtag army.

He arranged these units on the city wall in a scattered manner. Almost every unit was placed in a proper manner and with great mastery.

At dusk, Rhode walked on the city wall with Kress, Alos, Isa, Lebic and others.

"It's a pity that Atiman is not here. Otherwise, if he were given some time to rearrange the fortifications, the fortifications of this castle could be improved a lot."

Rhode reached out and touched the city wall, expressing such emotion.

"This castle has been built very well, right? Except for the lack of magic towers, all aspects are already very perfect."

Castaneda Castle is, after all, a military noble family that has been operating the base camp for nearly a hundred years. Even with a very critical eye, Isa does not think that this castle has more room for improvement. You know, she was once the city lord, and Silver Frost City once suppressed the status of Lonely Mountain in the North.

For quite a long time, Silver Frost City was the first pioneering force in the northern province in the eyes of everyone. However, Isa knew that she had borrowed a lot of power, and her personal ability was far inferior to that of the man who had almost started from scratch.

"Mr. Atiman is known as the first engineer and master of architecture in the North. As a master, he naturally has a hand that is far beyond the ordinary. It's a pity that I can't broaden my horizons this time."

Compared with Isa, her sister Arlos is much more talkative. Anyway, nice words don't cost money, not to mention that Atiman does have such a reputation in the North.

At this time, a strong fluctuation of fighting spirit suddenly spread in the castle. Judging from its aura, it is obviously a fifth-level legendary realm.

Rhodes frowned slightly when he felt this and rushed over quickly.

Soon he met a human soldier who was burned by the flames and was crawling out of the tavern.

"What's going on?"

Rhodes stepped forward and waved his hand casually. Several rays of light poured into the human soldier's body, quickly raising his vitality.

"My Lord Duke, there is a savage dwarf inside who has drunk too much and is going crazy. Lord James is suppressing him."

When the soldier finished speaking, Rhodes was no longer in front of him.

Inside the tavern of Castaneda Military Castle.

A short and strong old man with red hair and beard was attacking James. Although he did not use weapons, he was driven by fighting spirit and opened his ten fingers. The flames like a sea of ​​fire flowed out from his palms and spit out in all directions. For a moment, the temperature in the tavern rose sharply, as if there was only a vast flame between heaven and earth, and the hot and dazzling fire seemed to devour everything.

"Damn it!" At this moment, James felt that the opponent's attack was really unpredictable. It was originally just a small conflict, but now it has really turned into a fight.

James exerted force on his feet, and the whole tavern seemed to shake under his burst of strength. He did not dare to let the other party suppress him. Who knows if this drunk madman will really kill him?

The life and safety of a fifth-level legendary transcendent cannot be easily placed in the hands of others.