Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

Night raids were a tactic that Hammond had used time and again when battling against the demons. In the former border battlefields, the demons who had faced off against Hammond were already overwhelmed just by having to prepare for night raids that they didn't know would happen every day.

In their heyday, the Lars Knights were very good at night raids. Their exaggerated overall quality, outstanding tactical qualities, high level of discipline, and tacit teamwork made the demons in the past complain.

But with the development of the times, the number of armies that can gather elite troops for night attacks is getting smaller and smaller. Those who can act according to predetermined military orders at night are already elite troops, not to mention organized and orderly attacks and retreats.

Fortunately, Hammond is a conservative, like an antique, and has not kept up with the so-called development of the times.

Hammond wrote to Doug more than once, explaining that it was not enough to just give soldiers verbal rewards and symbolically eat and live together a few times a month. The soldiers must see real rewards, which could be opportunities for promotion, silver leaf coins, or even extra meat at every meal.

This is the real Lars family training method.

At least give them some military pay.

But until now Hammond has not received a reply from Doug.

In the end, Hammond had to pay out of his own pocket to compensate his soldiers for the large portion of their pay that had inexplicably disappeared.

The requirements for soldiers in this era were very simple. The Lars army, which used to be able to get full pay, was fighting the demons on the head and directly drove the demons into the eternal frozen land.

The combat effectiveness of the feudal army is directly linked to military pay.

Therefore, Hammond can still gather elite troops for night attacks until now, and can even compete with the First Army.

At the moment when dark clouds obscured the moonlight, Hammond leaped out of the shadows with hundreds of elite cavalry.

But the scouts in the camp were the first to discover the army that suddenly appeared in the shadows and immediately blew the bugle to warn them of the attack.

Hearing the loud military bugle call, Hammond launched the charge without hesitation.

Hammond was more indifferent to the bugle call. After all, it took time to assemble even the most elite troops, and this time was enough for Hammond's knights to rush into the camp.

In the darkness, Hammond and the Lars knights around him deployed their territory to block the rays and bullets that kept coming from afar.

Once one knight can no longer hold on, the knight behind him will immediately take over.

There was not even a single communication between the two sides during this process, which was why Hammond had the confidence to launch a night attack.

At this moment in the camp, after hearing the bugle call, the soldiers who were still resting stood up almost as if by reflex, put on their uniforms as quickly as possible, pulled out the ray guns and muskets under their pillows and pulled the safety.

Finally, he took the Molten Sword and trotted to the camp to gather.

At this moment, Darcy was extremely grateful to the instructor who often blew the whistle in the middle of the night to call everyone to assemble during training.

Although before this, Darcy and countless soldiers had greeted the instructor in their hearts eight hundred times.

As the soldiers quickly assembled, Darcy directly activated the plan. All the soldiers immediately entered combat status and arrived at their respective positions according to the plan. Darcy personally climbed up the temporary watchtower to observe.

All this was over, just a few minutes after the bugle was blown. Hammond, who was attacking at full speed, saw the sudden ignition of fire in the darkness before he even reached the camp.

Hammond was shocked. With such a quick reaction, could it be that there was an insider on his side who exposed the night attack plan?

No, it's impossible. Hammond completely trusts his brothers. This kind of thing can never happen.

And if the plan was really exposed, what would greet Hammond now would not be bullets and rays, but artillery.

There was no way back. Hammond, holding a spear, took the lead, broke through the perimeter of the camp under the rays and bullets, and rushed into the camp.

Although the opponent's equipment advantage was too exaggerated, most of them were ordinary people. Hammond, a fifth-level Lars knight, was still able to rush into the camp under gunfire, but that was all.

The soldiers of the First Army in the front raised their enchanted shields, and a steady stream of rays were concentratedly shooting at them from behind the shields.

The soldiers around the camp did not panic at all after seeing the camp being broken into. They raised their guns and fired from a safe distance, not caring about the hit rate at all. They fired in a completely saturation manner, so that the elite knights behind Hammond were even separated.

But after all, the knights under Hammond are not only elites, but also a group of professionals, and professionals with entourage to cover and cooperate with them. They are the ideal army form of the earliest pioneering duke in the North.

The knights still rushed into the camp under the hail of bullets and fought hand to hand with the soldiers.

At this moment, Hammond felt like he was stuck in a quagmire. The other party's first reaction when being attacked was not to run, but to fight. The quality of these soldiers was no worse than that of his brothers.

When a knight rushed up to the soldiers, the soldiers did not retreat at all. Instead, they directly discarded their overheated ray guns, drew out their melting swords, and slashed at the knights.

They were professionals. Even though these soldiers were well-equipped, they were facing a genuine professional knight. Without long-range fire suppression, even if these soldiers were wearing enchanted cloth armor, the professional knights still had an absolute advantage.

But these soldiers still rushed forward without hesitation. If the enemy forces that attacked at night broke through the camp and started to attack in all directions and create chaos, it would be the end of them. The prisoners in the prisoner camp might even riot.

Everyone knew this clearly, so these soldiers could be described as fighting one after another. No one retreated, and some even used their bodies to block the knights' steps.

Hammond, a veteran of the battlefield, could even feel that these soldiers had a spirit of martyrdom. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why these soldiers dared to organize the attack of Hammond's elite knights with ordinary people's bodies.

It's like there are no worries at all.

The original plan was to use the outermost camp as the entry point. After creating chaos, the elite knights and their followers would split up and set fire to create chaos.

But this camp was like an abyssal swamp, and with almost the same number of people it blocked Hammond's elite night attack, rendering everyone unable to move.

Not to mention the subsequent creation of chaos and arson, it is now a question whether Hammond can retreat safely.

Moreover, professionals are not cabbages. For this night attack, Hammond mobilized almost all of his professionals.

It seems that there is a large group of troops behind Hammond. As long as these troops rush into the camp, the situation on the battlefield will immediately tilt.

But most of them were knights' followers and ordinary soldiers. Even the professionals could not break through the camp, let alone the soldiers behind. In Hammond's original plan, the professional knights in the front were responsible for breaking through the opponent's night defense, while the follower soldiers behind were responsible for setting fire and creating chaos.

But now Hammond hadn't even broken through the first camp. More and more lights were lit up around him, and many people from other camps had entered the battlefield fully armed.

Just as Hammond was thinking about the follow-up strategy, he suddenly felt a chill through his helmet.

Hammond looked back sharply and saw a man in an officer's uniform on the sentry tower of the camp, holding a huge black musket in his hand and pointing it at him, as if he was aiming.

The runes on the gun body began to flash, as if it had entered a state of charging.

"boom!"

The huge noise completely drowned out the sounds of all the muskets on the battlefield. Hammond's adrenaline and magic power worked together, and his instinct told him that he would be dead if he couldn't block the gun.

As the gunshots fell and the screams of magic overloaded to the limit, Hammond's helmet flew high.