HCB Chapter 150 Pursuit
Chapter 150 Pursuit
On the way to Vaz Territory, the natives fled to their nests as if they were fleeing for safety.
Dead or seriously injured bodies of indigenous people abandoned by their compatriots could be seen constantly on the roadside, as well as various looted items discarded by the indigenous people. It was more of a rout than a retreat.
"The Midlanders are attacking."
Someone shouted from the back of the team, and in an instant the originally relatively orderly native team immediately scattered and fled. Some continued to run forward, while others hid in the woods on both sides of the road.
"Gee! Gee! Catch up with the natives in front, there are a lot of silver coins waiting for us!" Dozens of Midlan cavalrymen caught up from behind, holding various weapons, galloping on this narrow road.
"Attention all the tribesmen, pick up your weapons and form a defensive formation. If you run now, you will definitely be caught up. It is better to seize their horses and run away!" After seeing the cavalry charging from a distance, a native officer shouted to the other natives. Although the natives had failed before, they were not fools. They knew that if they just ran away, they would definitely be caught up. Dozens of natives responded immediately and gathered around the officer.
Seeing the natives forming a formation in front of him, the leading mercenary didn't care. In his opinion, the natives who had just been defeated were no longer a threat. As for the blessed weapons in their hands? What a joke! How could such powerful weapons be beaten like this?
"Brothers, charge! These natives look strong, but actually they are not worth mentioning at all. As long as we charge forward..." Before he finished speaking, several arrows were shot from the natives, one of which hit the mercenary's head. After a twitch, he fell off the horse with an expression of disbelief.
As the natives continued to shoot arrows with bows, more and more mercenaries were hit in vital parts. Finally, the remaining mercenaries fled in panic, leaving behind a field of corpses and more than a dozen horses.
"Assholes, you are all a bunch of losers. You can't even do a good job chasing down the remnants of the defeated army, and you actually have the nerve to come here and be mercenaries."
Inside the tent, the legion commander cursed these mercenary groups one by one, because after the pursuit, except for a very few who returned with results, all the others returned in defeat. This made the legion commander doubt whether the money he spent was really not worth it.
"Sir, if it really doesn't work, why don't you let the Black Watch mercenaries give chase? I remember the previous flyers said they have cavalry units." A subordinate at the side suggested after listening to the legion commander's complaints.
"Of course I know that mercenary group has cavalry units. The key is that their current contract only allows them to repel the Yoda people. I thought that group of mercenaries would be enough for the subsequent pursuit and cleanup. I didn't expect them to be so useless. If I had known earlier, I would have let Blackwatch take care of it all." After explaining, the legion commander took his men to the Blackwatch base to discuss the subsequent contract.
When the legion commander arrived at the station, he found that the mercenaries had already started to pack their bags, dismantling the tents and putting some items on the carriage. The legion commander looked around and found that Charlie was directing others to move things.
"Everything is in place! Daily necessities are placed in the carriage with daily necessities, and weapons are placed in the reinforced iron carriage. And that one! There's kerosene in it, be careful!"
"Stop, everyone stop!" the legion commander shouted at Charlie while running.
"Hey, isn't this the legion commander? How come all the natives have been wiped out? We are about to return to Saint-Remy, where there are a lot of contracts waiting for me to sign, so I won't say much to you." Charlie said when he saw the legion commander panting.
"Wait... wait... don't leave yet." The legion commander took a few breaths and then asked:
"If there is a contract now, will you still sign it?"
"That depends on the price. We can't give up those big orders in Saint-Remy for a small order." At this time, Charlie's purpose was finally revealed. If he wanted us to do extra work, he would have to pay more.
The per-capita reward he mentioned before seems like a lot, but firstly, there is no contract and it is just a verbal agreement. Second, all judgment criteria must be based on his legion commander. If he defaults on his debt or deducts some of the money under some pretext, then you would be working for him in vain.
"Okay! My price is definitely enough. As long as you can wipe out those native nests, I will give you 3,000 gold coins directly."
"Oh, that's fine. Brothers, pack up quickly and set off for Vaz Territory tomorrow! Commander, let's go into the tent and sign the contract."
On the next day, on the way to the territory of Waze, the Black Watch Mercenary Group and various other miscellaneous mercenary groups marched towards the city of Waze. Along the way, perhaps because the natives saw that the Midland people were numerous and powerful, they did not encounter any surprise attacks and arrived at the suburbs near the city of Waze.
Since it was the natives inside who opened the city gates to let the native troops in, the entire city wall did not suffer any damage. The original Midlan guards on the city wall were also replaced by the natives.
"Report to the captain, there are no crossbows, catapults or other equipment on the city walls, but the four walls in the southeast, northwest and northeast are full of enemies." Charlie nodded after listening to the scout's report. As usual, he brought up artillery to serve. Anyway, the owner of the city had died long ago, and no one would complain even if the city was reduced to ruins by cannons.
"Let's discuss the division of labor." In the makeshift tent, the legion commander called together all the mercenary group leaders to discuss the division of labor for the siege. Unlike the previous field battles involving tens of thousands of people, this time it was just an ordinary siege. So in order to make all the mercenary groups work hard and not have the situation of paying but still taking advantage of the situation, the legion commander had to plan the tasks of each mercenary group carefully.
After a brief discussion, the various mercenary groups reached an agreement on the division of labor: the Black Watch mercenary group's artillery would blast open the city gates and walls, one part of the mercenary group would rush into the city through the gap and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the natives, and the other part would guard outside the gate and pursue deserters.
Outside the city of Oise, the sound of long-barreled cannons roared throughout the suburbs. Faced with multiple rounds of salvos from more than twenty artillery pieces, the city walls, which had already lacked repair, finally could not withstand the weapons of the new era. In one bombardment, several sections of the city walls collapsed, and broken bricks scattered on the ground together with the corpses of the natives. Following the gap, the mercenaries saw the city of Oise behind the city wall and the terrified soldiers.
"Brothers, follow me!" Seeing that the city wall had collapsed, a mercenary leader led his mercenaries to rush into the city of Waze through the gap. Other mercenary leaders also hurriedly called on their men to enter the city to prevent all the credit from being taken by others.
Although the natives in the city fought desperately, they could not withstand the large numbers of mercenaries. Often when the natives killed a mercenary with their blessed weapons, three or four mercenaries would immediately stab the gaps in his armor with spears. As the casualties of the natives continued to increase, some of them could not withstand the pressure and soon threw away their weapons and surrendered to the mercenaries.
If one person surrendered, more would follow. Slowly, the natives whose fighting will had collapsed came out to the streets from all over and surrendered to the mercenaries. The city of Waze, which had been occupied by the natives for a month, also returned to the rule of Midlan.
"Good job, now we just need to clear out the natives in this forest and we'll be done." Looking at the Midland flag rising on the top of the city, the legion commander said to himself excitedly.
However, Charlie seemed quite worried at this time, because he had never seen the man called the Son of God, nor did he know how those wooden weapons were made. Looking at the endless forest, he slowly said:
"Is this the end?"