Chapter 832 Sound Transmission Array

In the early morning, the grass has not yet sunk.

"Look, civilians are just civilians after all, and their inferior habits have been deeply rooted in their blood. Even if they have the strength to stir up one party, they can't change their habit of fighting on foot."

On the mound, facing the biting night wind that had not yet dissipated, Buletta stood upright, pointing at the gray-clothed soldiers who were entangled and led away by the large cavalry in the distance, and said calmly, "So, just send a large number of bow cavalry in the distance. If they can't fight or catch up with the external harassment, they will be at a loss in a short time. Haha, it really lacks a challenge..."

He chuckled and shook his head, looking disapproving. But before he finished speaking, suddenly, boom, boom, boom, violent explosions were heard in the distance. Suddenly, fire flashed in the phalanx of archers and cavalry who were fighting and walking, and a group of people fell on their backs, which was really embarrassing. Even from such a long distance, it can be seen that this large group of cavalry suffered heavy losses.

After a pause, under the teasing gazes of Barlow and Gary, Bulita's eyes twitched slightly, then she exhaled slightly and said with her usual expression, "Of course, this purple-bore cannon is indeed a good thing."

Although it would be a bit embarrassing to be slapped in the face after saying something, I have to say that Buleta's comment just now is still very reasonable.

Today's gray military service system is indeed immature, especially the lack of indispensable cavalry, which also restricts their tactical changes. Of course Frey and others are aware of this problem, but it is almost impossible to solve it.

The reason is simple, there is no horse!

This horse is not an ordinary horse, but a well-trained war horse. This is a strategic resource in Bran. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it, let alone buy it on a large scale.

Although the previous Gray Army also lacked war horses, after more than ten years of accumulation. There are always several organized cavalry brigades. But it was broken in Dawn City. Retreat to the Shiwanda Mountains where the environment is harsh and the mountain roads are rugged and narrow. The war horse could not walk at all and had no choice but to be abandoned. Now that Puyi comes out, it is naturally even more impossible to form a cavalry formation.

The shortcomings of the lack of cavalry had not been reflected in the previous siege battles, but they were fully exposed in the current field battle. The cavalry comes and goes like the wind, attacking and moving at will. Of course, the infantry cannot catch up, just like now. If it weren't for the fact that the firing range of the purple-bore cannon was much further than that of bows and arrows, which prevented the archers from getting too close, the situation of the Gray Army would have been even more difficult.

Of course, this does not mean that the Gray Army has a bleak future and is doomed. The emergence of the purple-bore cannon can change the current war pattern. This is not just talk. Although the Gray Army did not have cavalry, they had purple-bore cannons with medium lethality range, which to a certain extent could restrain the cavalry. This can be verified from the actual combat example of Zi Yi leading an army to make a surprise attack thousands of miles away, driving away wild wolves and riding like native dogs, and successfully rushed to the Northern Wasteland Imperial City...

But for now. After all, this was the first time they encountered a large-scale cavalry field battle, and the situation was the same all night long - the cavalry of the Tiger Roaring Legion attacked everywhere. Like headless flies or tarsal maggots, they kept attacking the Gray Army's defense area, as if they were going crazy, and it was really confusing.

The gray-coated army was obviously not prepared for this. Although most of them had beaten away the opponent's cavalry as before, which was considered a moderate victory, they were completely unaware of the opponent's true purpose, which was hidden on an inconspicuous hill. Thousands of elite cavalry in the rear!

"Okay, six o'clock in the morning. The last blockade, break through!" Looking at the gray-clothed soldiers walking away and disappearing, Bulita fumbled for the hourglass in her hand, and raised the slightly protruding corners of her mouth, revealing that everything was there. A confident look in control.

You really look like an arrogant rooster... Barlow curled his lips when he saw this, and asked impatiently: "Okay, let's hang around for a night, and now you can tell your complete plan, what should we do?"

"That's wrong, it's not you, it's just me." Bulita chuckled and said, "According to the previous agreement, you can only help from the side. Now there are battlefields everywhere within a hundred miles. If you two are itchy, you can go on your own. Lead the battle and I won't interfere. Well, I wish you good luck."

"Your mother!" Even though the city of Gaili was quite deep, after hearing this, he knew that he had led his army to move around in vain that night. He couldn't help but clenched his fists, and finally couldn't hold back his heart and punched this arrogant cock. The strong urge to clean your face without any trace of dust! Gritting his teeth secretly, he said angrily, "What about you! Where are you going?"

"The plan hasn't really revealed the mystery yet... Well, since you two want to know so much, there's no harm in talking about it." Looking at the two Barlows who were obviously on the verge of going berserk, Bulita shrugged and pointed forward easily. Peak, "In a quarter of an hour, after walking around this mountain, you can see a small city called Pia. The leader of the gray-clothed rebels has been staying there since he checked in last night and has not moved."

"Well, are you sure about the authenticity of this information?" Gary was stunned when he heard this, his face full of doubt. You must know that this is enemy-occupied territory, so it is understandable how difficult it is to obtain real-time intelligence, let alone just one night apart.

"Haha, I know what you want to ask... Well, do you know what my biggest gain in the south has been during these years away from the front line? It's not that I got to know those so-called big shots with big bellies who claim to be elegant, but are actually extremely dirty. I spent a lot of time learning about knowledge that was only partial in the past, such as alchemy and magic..."

Barlow waved his hand in annoyance and interrupted: "If you fart, let it go! You don't want to tell us that you have become a magician."

"Ha, of course it's impossible to become a magician, but it's okay to borrow some magic items." Buletta waved her hand back indifferently, and a few soldiers behind carefully carried something like a wooden cabinet. Except for the lack of a cover on the top, the wooden cabinet is tightly sealed on all sides.

When I looked around, I saw a stone slab with mysterious patterns inside the wooden cabinet. At first glance, it looked like a grimace. There is also a strange hollow model in the shape of a tower made of thin crystal pillars of different lengths and glued together on the stone slab. The overall look is very strange.

"What?" Barlow and Gary looked at each other blankly, knowing nothing about this item that obviously belonged to the category of magic.

"Sound Transmission Array." This time Bulita didn't hold back any more and simply said the name of this weird thing. Then he took out a piece of blue prismatic crystal and pressed it into the groove of the stone slab. The two of them knew this thing. It was a valuable magic stone.

When the magic stone was completely embedded into the runic stone slab, the mysterious lines suddenly lit up, and blue water lines followed the lines and gathered towards the crystal tower. In an instant, the top of the tower shined brightly like a diamond.

At this time, Bretta leaned over the wooden cabinet and asked quietly: "How is the situation now?"

"General, everything is normal." In the stunned gazes of Barlow and Gary, a voice that contained no emotion and sounded slightly awkward suddenly appeared out of thin air. Because of their close proximity, they could certainly tell that the sound was coming from the crystal tower... After a pause, "They are still in the west city hotel and haven't come out yet. They probably haven't woken up yet."

"Continue to monitor and report any situation in a timely manner."

"Yes, General."

Straightening up, Buletta looked at the undisguised expressions of shock on the two Barlows' faces, and raised her lips slightly: "Haha, don't you think it's magical? This is the power of magic. As long as you build two sound transmission arrays, They can have real-time conversations with each other. Of course, the sound will be a little distorted, and the distance should not be too far. It consumes a lot of money, and this magic stone can only last for about ten minutes... But this is not important, is it? The other party is here now In the city, well, I hope I won’t disturb their sleep after I pass by. After all, this is their last sleep!”

What Barlow couldn't stand the most was Bretta's arrogant attitude that everything was planned. Although he was shocked when he heard this, he still said with disdain on the surface: "It's just a gadget... Even if you know that the other party is What can you do in the city? You can go in, but can you guarantee a timely retreat afterwards? You must know that this is the territory of the Gray Army, and there are Gray Army soldiers everywhere. Be careful if someone cuts off your escape route and directly surrounds you in the city! "

"Haha, don't worry about it. You know, I never do anything I'm not sure about." Bulita shook her head and laughed, holding the hourglass and said mysteriously, "Everything can be calculated... Do you think those gray clothes Can soldiers still come near here?"

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(ps: Nonsense is not money. At noon, the neighbor’s old man passed away. He was about eighty years old and died of natural causes. In our hometown, this is considered a happy mourning, so we invited a band to play gongs and drums continuously until the early morning... The civet cat's coding habit cannot be disturbed. Usually no one closes the door or the window. Today, when I heard the music, my ears were filled with the ups and downs of the suona (it seemed to be a trumpet, not sure...), and my mind went blank. , there is no idea at all. So, sorry, there is only one chapter today.) (To be continued...)