Wizard Farming Guide

Chapter 50 Night Attack

After five days of trekking.

The outline of a city appeared in the distance, and this time the target finally came into everyone's view.

Rhodes climbed the high slope and looked at the distinctive northern city a kilometer away.

Sarko Ice City, a city of the Lorossa people, was built on the Dragonspine Icefield and is one of the most powerful forces in the nearby Wolf Chieftain tribe.

They are also the most threatening enemy to Rhodes and other pioneering knights in this region.

Just like its name suggests.

Its outermost wall, which is more than five meters high, is actually made of large pieces of rough stone, with clay and straw stuffed in between.

Finally, the water was poured into the cold northern environment and froze to solidify its shape.

Under the sunlight, a layer of ice was clearly visible on the surface of the wall, freezing the stones inside.

The city is divided into inner and outer cities.

Every year from June to September, as temperatures rise on the Dragonspine Icefield, the outer walls melt and collapse.

During this period, the barbarians were busy hunting and herding, and large-scale conflicts rarely occurred.

As September approaches and temperatures plummet, the ice walls of the outer city will be rebuilt.

When winter comes, the surrounding small tribes gather the elderly and children who are not good at fighting here to take care of them in order to survive.

Then, with Ice City as the core of the tribe, they launched raids on distant lands.

"Set up camp here!" Three kilometers from the ice city of Salko, Charlie stopped and ordered the army to set up camp.

"We'll rest for a day, and then we'll attack the city tomorrow!"

He took out a silver awl from his pocket, and his face regained its previous confidence.

The cone is covered with a dense array of complex runes, and at the very front is a ruby ​​that burns like a flame.

Rhodes and the other Knights of the Round Table glanced at the thing.

These are extraordinary items that Charlie brought from the Mayfield family, and they are key to the subsequent capture of the city.

Because they had been given enough power, the knights in charge of each regiment were in a good mood.

They stared expectantly at the ice city, already considering it theirs for the taking.

"The boiling flame magic has reached the second tier in terms of intensity." Back in his tent, Rhode thought of the sharp cone.

That thing is a bloodline artifact recorded in the kingdom's noble records.

A supernatural item that can only be used by people of the corresponding bloodline.

Rhodes wasn't surprised by this; the appearance of the Northern Remnant had already made him realize that this world was not simple.

There are actually quite a few inherited bloodline artifacts in his own Sword Tomb, but Rhodes is not qualified to come into contact with them.

Sarko Ice City

Compared to the relaxed state of the allied forces outside the city.

The leaders of the different wolf tribes gathered here, and their expressions were terrible.

The man in the wolf hat sitting at the head of the table had a livid face and could clearly feel the doubts and provocations from those around him.

The previous ambush failed, and the ensuing direct battle dealt a blow to the allied forces.

However, compared to them, the wolf chieftain's soldiers suffered the most casualties.

Of the more than 2,000 people who were lying in ambush, more than 500 died, and many of the survivors were seriously injured.

Many people collapsed and lost consciousness before they could even get back into the city.

These soldiers came from different tribes, and the wolf-hatted man who initiated their deaths must bear responsibility.

"I know you have issues with me, but now is not the time for infighting!"

The man in the wolf-hat gritted his teeth and said, "Including the thousand intact soldiers inside the city, we still have a chance to launch a surprise attack under the cover of night!"

"Why take the initiative to attack?" someone asked, looking at him with incomprehension.

"The enemy is coming from within the kingdom; the thin ice walls won't stop them! We can't let those cavalry charge."

The man in the wolf-hat growled, his hands clenching tightly. "I swear by the great wolf, I will bury them in the night!"

Night fell, but the moon was not visible.

As Rhodes lay in his tent, about to close his eyes, he suddenly received a message from his soul.

It was the ravens scattered around his tents that alerted him.

An enemy is approaching in the pitch-black night!

Rhodes quickly got up from the ground and checked the situation through the raven's perspective.

"A night raid? Has the wolf chieftain on the other side gone mad?"

Rhodes was puzzled to discover that at least a thousand enemies were attacking.

The moonlight was barely visible tonight, and the countless stars overhead were obscured by dark clouds.

Walking in the night, it's no exaggeration to say that you can't see your hand in front of your face.

This is an absolutely terrible environment for night battles, especially for the side that initiates a night attack.

Rhodes could tell that the wolf chieftain's army below was obviously a hastily assembled force, lacking military discipline and with extremely poor command skills.

Without moonlight, they dared not light a fire.

Just within the kilometer of his reconnaissance range, close to the Alliance camp, the Wolf Chieftain's army had already lost more than two hundred men.

Inside, there were frequent stampedes and accidents where people slipped and fell down steep slopes, creating utter chaos.

"With your level of military discipline, where did you get the guts to pull off such a sophisticated tactic as a night raid? Aren't you afraid your own men will start fighting each other in the dark?"

Rhodes thought to himself as he put on his armor and left the tent to inform his soldiers.

"gather!"

The bugle call to meet the enemy sounded, waking up his Sixth Divine Arrow Battalion.

Watching the soldiers raise their torches and rush out, constantly gathering at the fence at the entrance of the camp.

At that moment, Rod suddenly realized a problem.

"Wait, where's the Third Reconnaissance Regiment on patrol tonight? Why haven't we heard their bugle call yet?"

Rhodes paused for a moment, then quickly turned the raven's gaze toward the Third Regiment's tent.

It was pitch black and completely silent there.

Rhodes was unsure how the commander of the Third Order of Knights assigned tasks.

But obviously, the serf soldiers who were supposed to be patrolling are probably sleeping soundly right now.

"No wonder they dared to launch a night raid; it seems we gave them the courage."

Rhodes was so angry he laughed. He immediately ordered his men to take the horns and run to notify the other camps.

The bugle call to meet the enemy rang out across five tents, and soldiers, still half asleep, emerged from their tents.

Hearing the bugle call in their ears, they looked at each other, standing there bewildered.

It seems they haven't figured out the situation.

Let's leave those serf soldiers aside for now.

What really gave Rhodes a headache was that even the knights from the league looked somewhat bewildered when they came out.

"Speaking of which, it seems that the concept of night raids doesn't exist in wars between the kingdom's nobles," Rhodes suddenly realized.

It seems we can't entirely blame them, since the kingdom is fighting righteous wars and upholds the principles of gentlemanly conduct.

To put it simply, it was about the knightly orders of each other lining up in formation and then charging face to face.

The winning side would also treat the prisoners well, and would send them back as is as long as the other side's family paid the ransom.

As for things like night raids, cutting off supplies, and poisoning, those are completely untrue!

At least among nobles of any standing, such a dishonorable tactic would never be employed.

This has directly led to the current situation, where the Knights of the League lack a concept of night raids.

It's not that we didn't know the enemy would do this.

Rather, they didn't know what to do after the enemy did it.

So when they came out, they were all stunned!

(End of this chapter)