Night Patrol

After hearing Turas's assessment of Lenster, his adjutant fell silent, and the entire tent became quiet.

"What should we do then, sir? Shall we let the troops rest for the night?"

"No, absolutely not. We are pressed for time and don't have much leeway to waste."

Turas paced around inside the tent several times.

"Go and call over the Regimental Commander of the First Regiment, and also my Captain of the Guard."

As Legion Commander, Turas naturally had his own personal guard, which numbered less than 1,000 men. However, because they were all elites, the captain's status, though not as high as that of Regimental Commander, was still far higher than that of a regular Battalion Commander.

Soon, the Regimental Commander the First Regiment and the Captain of the Guard of Turas's guards arrived at the tent. The two saw each other and knew that Turas must have something important to tell them at this time.

As expected, Turas looked at the two and said, "We are very pressed for time. As you already know, I will continue to arrange for Shanno to use his laborers to fill the trenches tonight."

I intend to use them as bait to draw the attention of the defenders, while you seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

To reduce the number of targets, I don't plan to use too many people this time. The First Regiment will send out its most elite battalion, plus my bodyguards, 500 people in each direction.

Let them rest early, and launch a surprise attack at midnight.

Even if we can't take the city, we must find ways to kill or wound the defending soldiers. Can you do that?

The two men looked at each other, knowing that this was a very serious task, but since they were both Turas's confidants, they quickly adjusted their thinking.

"Sir, leave it to us!"

Turas looked at the two with satisfaction.

"Don't worry, once we capture the city, we'll have achieved most of our goal, and you two will be credited with the greatest contribution."

As night fell, Shanno led his laborers out of the camp; their goal was to fill in the moat.

Now, all the laborers have been gagged, as Shanno is worried that someone might secretly report them and alert the city.

However, this group of laborers was much more obedient than before, because before setting off, Shanno had carried out Turas's orders to kill one out of ten of the retreating laborers.

Shanno wandered through the group, whispering as he went, "You all better behave yourselves. Each of you only needs to throw one bag, and then you can go back to camp."

This time, Shanno was also very determined. Just in case, he personally led the team, and all his surrendered soldiers followed these laborers to prevent them from escaping.

On the city wall, a group of soldiers were patrolling the sheep and horse trail.

One of them pointed in the direction below the city walls, "Isn't there something moving over there?"

The captain looked in the direction he was pointing, but saw nothing. There were dark clouds in the sky tonight, obscuring even the starlight and moonlight.

If you have night blindness, you can't see anything at all.

The captain shook his head. "There's nothing there. Maybe you're mistaken!"

The soldier looked again carefully and, finding nothing, agreed with his captain's approach.

Another soldier said, "If you ask me, it's impossible for those enemies to launch a sneak attack. They already failed once during the day, and they just marched quickly and are all sleeping and resting at night. There's no need for us to come out on patrol."

The captain slapped him on the head. "This is the Regimental Commander's order. Don't be ungrateful. We're at war, so we can't be too careful."

The man who had been hit rubbed his head and said, "Captain, be gentle! Your neck is about to break!"

The captain said irritably, "If the Battalion Commander or the Regimental Commander heard this, you would get at least twenty lashes."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Just then, a group of people approached from a distance.

The captain initially thought it was another patrol team and was about to walk over and greet them.

Upon approaching and seeing the leader, he immediately stopped and bowed to him.

"Regimental Commander!"

Kadok looked at him and nodded.

"You've worked hard on patrol!"

Then Kadok continued to speak quietly to the young man beside him.

The captain then noticed the young man, who was dressed in a set of black armor of exceptional quality, which looked very luxurious.

The young man looked familiar, and it wasn't until Kadok and his men had walked away that the captain realized who he was.

"So it's the eldest young master, still patrolling so late."

Then the captain returned to the group and kicked the teammate who had been complaining earlier, "The captain of the Kadok Regimental Commander and the eldest son are on patrol, so you guys need to be more attentive!"

Lenster and Kadok, who had already walked a distance away, were naturally unaware of what was happening behind them, and the two were still discussing it.

"Young Master, fortunately, there is no shortage of food in the city. Even with the relocated residents, it will be enough for half a year."

"The problem is that we might not have enough arrows. We exchanged fire with the Sixth Legion during the day, and nearly ten percent of our arrows were used up."

Lenster frowned slightly after hearing this. "I remember that Viscount Ferry purchased quite a lot of arrows in his military supplies. Why are there not enough now?"

"When the Count launched his invasion of the Cornwall County nobles, he sent most of the consumables to Red Mountain City to facilitate support for the front lines."

Therefore, the city's other military supplies were sufficient; armor and weapons were plentiful, but arrows were indeed in short supply.

Lenster nodded; he really didn't know much about it.

"Aren't the armories in the city supposed to make arrows? Have them work on it as fast as they can. If they lack materials, I can requisition them in the name of the Count!"

"Since you, young master, have agreed, I will immediately have the workshop start production. Although the output will not be large, it should be enough to meet the needs."

Unfortunately, the territory's military center has always been in Red Mountain City, where most of the artisans are located; otherwise, Ironwire City wouldn't be lacking in these things.

After a day of fierce fighting, both men were somewhat surprised by the Sixth Legion's combat capabilities.

Even after a forced march, the Sixth Legion' overwhelming momentum in the siege was still terrifying.