Yolanda is the leader of the Knights of Fason Town, but unfortunately her home was robbed before she had a chance to show her abilities.

This could not be blamed on the Knights of Fassen Town. After all, not only did no one expect the Gray Collar to attack them, but their opponents were fifty elite knights led by Reina, and they had no chance of resistance at all.

However, Jefferson did not treat the knights badly. These knights were all from the old town of Farson, so they were quite loyal. But just when Yolanda was preparing to fight to the death, news came that Jefferson had surrendered.

At this moment, Yolanda was standing in the valley, letting the breeze blow her brown ponytail, watching the artillerymen and the workers from Fassen town set up one cannon after another.

Even a layman could see that this was a very suitable place for an ambush, but based on the intelligence from the scouts, the coalition forces still headed straight for this place.

After all, the coalition brigade's imaginary enemy was Reina and the fifty Lars cavalrymen. Even if fifty professionals rushed down the hillside, what would happen? As long as they were caught in the crowd, they would be like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Yolanda glanced around the camp in the valley. It was efficient, capable, and disciplined. It could be said that it was completely different from the battlefield environment that Yolanda was familiar with.

Shouldn't a real battlefield camp be filled with military ruffians and hooligans, with everyone fighting and laughing with each other to relieve tension, not caring about military orders at all, waiting for orders from above before picking up weapons, charging forward and pretending to be dead?

But to be honest, Yolanda prefers the current atmosphere. This kind of camp is more like a knight's camp.

"Mr. Laurie, is this really all right?"

The knights of Fassen were assigned some extremely simple tasks, basically they only had to carry and load artillery shells, which they could do after simple training. In fact, because the artillery was equipped with rifling from the beginning, there was no need to wipe it after each shot like the old artillery.

Aiming and firing were left to the gray-collar artillerymen who had not received any weapons.

This made Yolanda, who had nothing to do, very uneasy. The battlefield shouldn't be like this.

"Don't be nervous. We just need to wait for the signal and then fire. It's simple, right?"

Lowry held a piece of wild grass in his mouth and observed the terrain nearby.

This valley is not the real ambush point. The ambush point should be the forest not far after passing the valley, because the opponent's team is too long. If we intercept them in the valley, the opponent may react and all those behind us will run away.

Lowry was actually still very nervous about this battle, but he was also very confident. He had fired every cannon here himself and knew their power very well. Given the density of the enemy's army, he could just shoot with his eyes closed.

To be honest, Laurie felt that it was worth dying to have such an exciting battle.

Moreover, as a veteran on the battlefield, Lowry knew that sometimes the greatest damage on the battlefield was not caused by the opponent's powerful magic, but by his own people fleeing frantically in the chaos.

The battlefield of this era has not yet reached the point where the enemies cannot see each other. They still have to fight with real swords and guns. Friendly forces that have no coordination and ignore discipline are sometimes more terrifying than enemy forces that have not yet arrived.

"If you're scared, it's okay to run back now. After all, there are 50,000 people on the other side."

Lowry looked at the knights of Farsen Town with trembling legs, which reminded him of the days when he was in Lars's border army. His comrades who used to talk and laugh with him disappeared unknowingly, and were gradually replaced by these new recruits who started to tremble before they even went to the battlefield.

"No, since we have received the lord's order and accepted your gift, we must fight together to the end."

After saying that, Yolanda knocked on the armor issued by the gray-white collar on her body.

This is much better than the stuff Jefferson sent. The Knights had been at ease for too long, so their weapons, let alone armor, were almost useless. But now, for Yolanda, it can be said that they have upgraded their muskets to cannons.

Especially the magical fluctuations flowing through the gaps in the armor, proving that this set of armor was truly enchanted armor. Even if it was only the lowest level of enchantment, it was already quite luxurious for Yolanda, a second-level knight from the countryside.

Not to mention that most of the knights are not professionals, but ordinary people with some courage. After putting on this set of armor, they can't even bear to take it off.

Of course, what Yolanda envied most was Laurie's ray gun.

In fact, when Laurie demonstrated it to Yolanda, Yolanda didn't feel anything special. Isn't it just a magic prop that can use second-level magic? As the head of the army, it is normal for the lord to give a magic prop.

But Yolanda soon discovered that although the artillery positions did not have one, the main gray-collar soldiers and those strange masked nuns all had one.

Moreover, Laurie would pretend to be casual and take it out to show off in front of Yolanda from time to time, wiping it and testing it.

The most painful thing is not that he has it and you don’t, but that everyone has it but you don’t. What’s more, Laurie always has an expression that says “Come and ask me.”

Out of curiosity and politeness, Yolanda had to ask when Lowry took out his ray gun to wipe it again: "Did your lord give this to you too?"

Hearing this question, Laurie showed unprecedented satisfaction on his face, and began to enthusiastically introduce the ray gun in his hand to Yolanda.

At this time, the secretary also came to the valley with a new batch of artillery shells.

Lowry discussed with the clerk whether they could leave behind some of the laborers who transported the shells to assist in loading the artillery. After all, the Knights of Farson Town still needed to be on guard, and the bombardment camp was a little short of manpower. Helping to load the artillery was just a simple task that could be done by smart laborers.

After discussing with the laborers, the clerk left behind a few laborers who looked smarter to assist the artillery.

But Yolanda felt something was not right when she looked at the two fair-skinned civilians. Logically speaking, these civilians should all be from Fassen Town, but as the leader of the Fassen Town Knights, Yolanda was quite unfamiliar with those two civilians.

If the commoners looked fair and tender, it could be explained as bankrupt rich farmers seeking refuge in Farson Town, but the temperament of one of the commoners was so outstanding that Yolanda, who had been following the aristocratic template Jefferson for a long time, keenly realized that the commoner might have been an aristocrat before, and from a great aristocratic family.

Yolanda even felt that she should have seen the other person before, and that the other person must be a very famous noble, but Yolanda could not remember who the other person was.

"Yes, that's right, young man, I have high hopes for you."

Laurie was very satisfied with these laborers, especially the fair-skinned and tender young man. Although he was a little clumsy when loading the cannon for the first time, he learned it quickly and mastered it. Laurie was even a little excited and wanted to recruit him into his team.

Looking at the young man who was a little embarrassed but smiling in response to Laurie's praise, Yolanda shook her head. Maybe she was mistaken. How could a true noble be complacent because of the praise of a soldier?

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