The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 406 Fierce Battle

Behind the fence, the longbowmen nocked their arrows and aimed at the sky.

In the Greater Cowell region (which is now Cowell, Poves, and Talgo), there was a law that required adult men to practice archery regularly, and archery competitions were held every year in various places, open to anyone regardless of status or position.

The winners often receive a substantial prize.

Therefore, archery customs and traditions have been preserved in the Great Kowell region, and the rulers of these regions were naturally able to recruit high-quality longbowmen, resulting in a surprisingly high proportion of longbowmen in the army.

At this time, there were as many as three thousand longbowmen serving in the Kowell Restoration Army.

At this moment, the longbowmen drew their bows on the officer's orders.

"Fire arrows!"

Countless arrows flew into the sky, then fell like a torrential downpour.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the attacking allied forces raised their shields to withstand the torrential rain.

If it were the Roman legions' tortoise formation, the killing power of the arrow rain might be greatly reduced, but the shields used by the allied soldiers were neither the tower shields of the Roman infantry that could completely cover a person, nor did they have the discipline of the Roman legions' synchronized steps.

Therefore, when the three thousand arrows fell in a rush, countless cries of agony rang out from the allied army.

And this was only the first wave of arrows.

A skilled longbowman can shoot twelve arrows per minute, but even a less skilled longbowman can still shoot at least several arrows per minute.

The volleys of longbows not only caused heavy casualties among the Allied forces on their way to the front, but also caused the morale of the conscripted peasant soldiers who had been given only a spear to join the battle to plummet.

These farmers, who have spent far more of their lives holding farm tools than spears, had never seen anything like it.

Therefore, those conscripted peasant soldiers instinctively retreated.

However, they didn't get very far before their path was blocked by the noble organization's supervisory team.

After killing a few unlucky ones, the morale of these conscripted peasant soldiers miraculously recovered somewhat.

He probably felt that the enemy's arrows might not kill him, but the swords of the supervising team would definitely kill him.

After a brief hesitation, these conscripted peasant soldiers roared like wild beasts and charged forward again.

After firing several volleys of arrows, the longbowmen of the Restoration Army were forced to retreat to the second line due to the enemy's approach, and the pikemen were replaced behind the palisade to wait for the enemy to get closer.

When the Allied soldiers, suffering heavy casualties, finally reached the front of the Restoration Army's position, a bloody hand-to-hand battle began.

The two sides engaged in spear thrusts across the fence, and blood splattered everywhere.

People kept falling, but soon others were quick to fill the gaps.

Although the number of Cowell's Restoration Army was less than that of the Allied Army, they managed to hold off the enemy's attack for a time thanks to their advantageous position.

Meanwhile, the longbowmen who had retreated to the second line resumed their volley attack after a short rest.

King Niedamir's face was so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

After engaging in battle, he realized that the opposing Restoration Army did not have only four thousand men, but still had eight thousand troops.

But once words are spoken, they are like water spilled; how can they be taken back?

In particular, warfare emphasizes striking while the iron is hot, then weakening and eventually exhausting one's strength.

If an attack is launched and a retreat is ordered immediately, the enemy will certainly not let go of this opportunity to pursue the victory, and then the retreat may very well turn into a defeat.

There are countless similar examples throughout history. At this point, the other nobles also discovered that things were completely different from what King Nidamir had said.

But since it was impossible for them to withdraw their troops, they decided to go with the flow and continue the attack despite their predicament.

However, the Restoration Army had 8,000 soldiers, and with their well-prepared defensive positions, defeating them was not an easy task.

The sheer number of longbowmen in the Restoration Army exceeded the expectations of King Niedamir and the Humphries nobles, resulting in far greater losses for their soldiers than anticipated, with little progress made. This pained them greatly, but they had no better options and could only grit their teeth and persevere.

They pinned their hopes on the fact that the Corwell Restoration Army would not be able to hold out.

However, what these nobles did not expect was that King Niedamir had another trump card.

He said respectfully to an elderly man in a robe sitting beside him, "Master Mette, I entrust this to you."

The old man chuckled and said, "Hehe, leave it to me, but Your Majesty, you mustn't go back on your word."

"Of course, as long as Master Met helps me win this battle, from now on you will be a count with real power."

"Very well, then Your Majesty and the other loyal knights, please step back a distance and give me some space."

King Nidamir naturally did as he was told.

They retreated to a distance of thirty meters from Mette, while King Niedamir ordered his guards to form a hollow square around Mette, consisting of four ranks of soldiers.

These soldiers were all Niedamir's own guards, well-trained and well-equipped.

Mette dismounted and stood on the ground. She then used her wand to draw an intricate and complex magic circle on the ground. She then took out a large amount of spellcasting materials from her magic pouch and placed them on the magic circle.

He then pinned the wand to the ground and began chanting the spell.

……

On the positions of the Restoration Army.

Istrad frowned.

Although they temporarily halted the Allied offensive thanks to their advantageous position.

But if the stalemate continues and the fighting continues until nightfall, our own casualties will likely be considerable.

The greater the losses, the more detrimental it is to recapture Cowell and Povis.

However, Istrad didn't have a good solution either.

He still had five hundred cavalrymen under his command, but he hesitated about whether or not to use this force.

If these 500 cavalrymen were to flank the enemy and launch an attack, they might inflict heavy casualties on the Allied forces, but these 500 cavalrymen would probably not return.

Istrad had poured a lot of money into building this 500-man cavalry unit, but before he could even set foot on his homeland, he abandoned it here. Istrad was still somewhat reluctant to part with it.

More importantly, he is still waiting.

If the demon hunters and the garrison of Iwato Castle had arrived in time, the situation could have been turned around. At that point, sending out cavalry would not only have yielded greater results, but also resulted in far fewer casualties for the cavalry.

With this in mind, Istrad kept the five hundred cavalrymen on standby.

Just then, Istrad suddenly heard someone shout beside him.

(End of this chapter)