Chapter 652: Classic Tactics
You and Garen entered the military camp, and your life was the same as that of other knights' followers, except that the knights treated you very kindly and would not deliberately make things difficult for you. If a civilian child was lucky and outstanding enough, he could also get such a teacher.
You have begun your training and are familiar with the command system and combat methods of low-level soldiers and officers.
And began to learn how to maintain armor and everything in the military camp.
You will also discover that in this world, many things about marching and fighting are similar, but because there are more powerful people who can fight against a hundred people, it looks quite explosive, and the tactical arrangements will also be changed.
In the eleventh year, Jarvan IV also came, and like you, he joined the ordinary soldiers - indeed, ordinary soldiers, but with higher .
You also began to move around in various legions, becoming increasingly familiar with the roles and contraindications of various arms, as well as when it is most appropriate to use them.
Because of this, you learn a lot.
Both Garen and Jarvan have their preferences, but you have more knowledge in your head and are better at overall tactical arrangements.
Your body has become stronger due to exercise, and Galen...
Garen can't do that. His physique is not that good, even worse than that of ordinary soldiers, so you can often see him training.
Therefore, you practiced extra with him, which made him feel helpless.
Because your talent is much better than his, you can train longer than him and get better results.
During an exhausting training session, he spoke to you helplessly.
"You are more talented than me, and you work harder than me... It's really depressing."
"But you have a good family. This alone is enough to offset the efforts of three generations of me."
You said it with a smile.
"You son of a bitch."
Garen lay on the ground and gave you the middle finger, feeling quite dissatisfied when you mentioned his family.
Then, get up and continue training.
In the twelfth year, Galen's grades improved a little, but they were still not good enough. He was far behind .
The instructor has told you that you are now capable of going into battle and killing the enemy. You can drag a ten-meter-high statue forward with one hand, which is enough for you to join Demacia's most elite legion, the Fearless Vanguard.
However, because of your height and age, they did not do so and continued to train you.
During this period, a small-scale war broke out between Demacia and Noxus, and you and Garen were transferred to the front line to observe.
Along the way, you saw the lives of those who were not Demacians.
People who live close to Demacia are fine. Although they are poor, they can survive. But those who are far away from Demacia are not so lucky. Their lives are extremely difficult and they have almost no hope. There is only despair.
You watched in silence, then sighed helplessly, and so did Garen.
The team that led the attack on the Demacia Alliance was not a famous person like Swain or Darius, but a commander without any name in the Alliance. However, he caused a lot of trouble to the Demacians. They cleverly led the previous Demacia team into a canyon and are now besieging it.
In theory, you and the people of this country should attack the Noxians together to win, but unfortunately, no.
Because the people of those small countries not only had no morale, they didn't even have enough food to eat, and their weapons were extremely crude. They couldn't even be called an army, let alone fight against the Noxians.
The commanders argued a lot about this, and finally decided to directly join the siege of Noxus and rush in to help.
No matter how you look at it, this is a dead end, but the Demacians are planning to do just that.
You referred to the history of battles in this world, and looked at this group of ultimate tough guys who were each wearing two-centimeter-thick armor, and knew that Reckless should be able to win, but the losses would be great.
So you think it over and decide to tell Galen your thoughts.
"We should open the reservoir, or attack the food routes and cities in the rear, instead of attacking the Noxian formation directly. They have already formed a fortress."
"so?"
Galen looked at you in confusion.
"Give me a batch of food, the flag of Demacia, and command of the army of this country, and I will go to work."
Although your application is incredible, the commander still agreed after looking at you, Garen, and Jarvan. However, you will go alone, and your companions will only be people from that small country and five fully armed Demacian warriors.
Galen looked at your determined gaze and decided to go with you.
This decision was met with opposition, but Galen carried it out forcefully.
So, you have five more Demacian heavy warriors in your team.
You watched the large army begin to march towards the Noxian castle, and you knew that you didn't have much time, so after feeding the soldiers, you quickly split the troops into two groups. You sent Garen with a group of people to the upper reaches of the river to open the sluice gates and release the water, while you quickly led your men to attack the food route and the city in the rear.
Even though your subordinates thought you were courting death, after you asked them to wait until you charged in, the soldiers of these small countries finally showed some fighting power.
You waited for the Noxian grain transport vehicles, and as expected, they were not beyond your imagination. Most of the people transporting the grain were newly captured slaves from Noxus , as well as the soldiers guarding them.
So, you let these defeated soldiers wave the Demacia flag and launch a charge!
"We, Demacia, are here to save you! What are you waiting for if you don't resist now!"
You charged into the enemy ranks, using your strength to decapitate the leader of the group with one blow, and then with one swift blow, you chopped down the Noxian flag.
The next moment, five Demacia heavy armored warriors rushed down from a high place with a large group of people holding Demacia flags.
The other officer here was about to say something when he saw the men's tattered weapons, but your sword had already cut into his face.
You basically just focus on these officers, and with the charge and help of your heavily armored warriors, your action goes quite smoothly.
Under your attack, the slaves in the grain transport team mutinied.
They used the chains or grain bags in their hands to hit the Noxians, and the Noxians, who had suffered a huge change, fell into chaos.
You successfully carried out a raid and wiped out the grain transport team.
Then you hid the grain and provisions, but burned a great deal of the fodder.
After accommodating them, you asked the warriors of Demacia and those small countries to change into Noxian clothes and weapons, drag the remaining food carts, and start an embarrassing "escape" towards the city behind Noxus.
