Bjorn, who was in charge of monitoring the north, came to the river bend to discuss military intelligence with Leo and others. Tribal leaders including Urian, Magna, and Fisa gathered in front of the fire pit to listen to Bjorn's report. "According to current information, this tribe will soon move south. The wall of the logging camp has been built, which is enough to serve as the first line of defense. However, the foundation of the Wolf Fang camp has just been laid, so it is probably too late." "The technology of the gnolls is very backward. They don't have enough long-range weapons and siege weapons, and they are not good at swimming. As long as we defend the river bends and logging camps and support each other, we can wear them down." Wu Liyang also said: "I have contact with the nearby lords. As long as we hold out for two or three days, the surrounding knight lords will organize teams to come to support us." "What did Elder Zulwan say?" Bjorn said, "Don't worry. The waterfall is hidden very deep. It is not suitable for a large army to attack. Even if the gnolls find us, they will not attack us. But the war cannot be dragged on for too long. If we lose our hunting grounds, we will lose our food source." "Riverbend has stored a lot of food. We can first transport a batch to the Great Falls to help you get through this period." After discussing this, Magnar and Bjorn felt a little relieved. There are a lot of gnolls, but there are also a lot of people on their side!
Looking at the simple map, Uliyan's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "We must not let them cross the Anzeno River from the north. Once they enter the river bend peninsula, regardless of victory or defeat, the cultivated farmland will be trampled and the seeds just planted will not grow." Bjorn and Magna's tribes are both fishing and hunting tribes. They don't understand how much Urijan values farmland, but they won't refute and can only nod silently. In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the farmland in the river bend is equivalent to the hunting ground of the wild people and is the main source of food. If the hunting grounds are occupied by gnolls, the prey are eaten up, and the farmland is trampled, even if victory is achieved in the end, this year will be very difficult. The river bend also has iron mines and logging camps, which can be used for foreign trade and to obtain food, while the wild people only have forests. With this calculation, the fate of the wild people is undoubtedly more miserable, but they have long been accustomed to it. Leo listened to the discussion in silence, then suddenly said: "Who said we have to fight here? We can fight back." Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Bjorn hesitated and said, "There are a thousand people on the other side, and there are probably more now. How do we fight them?" Leo stood up and said with a smile: "Don't you have experience from last time? Just do it again." "The Riverbend can send out 100 infantry, the Kobolds can send out 100 crossbowmen, and the Barsaka can send out 100 archers. With 300 regular troops, as long as we don't face the Jackals head-on, we still have a good chance of winning." "Each hunting team of the jackals only has about a hundred of them, running around in our hunting grounds. We can use our home field advantage to catch a few and eat them first, then set up an ambush like last time and kill some of them. When more than half of the jackals have been killed or wounded and their morale is low, we can defeat them with one blow." "This way our farmland and hunting grounds can be preserved, and morale can be boosted." "It can be predicted that the threat that River Bay will face in the future will not only be this mixed tribe of gnolls. Passive defense can ensure victory, but the losses will not be small. Moreover, if we defend once, twice, and three times, in the end, morale will be completely lost and people's hearts will be scattered. River Bay will no longer be our home, but a hunting ground for foreign races." "Only by fighting and making the Hewan famous will the enemy not dare to attack again!" "What's more, we have a secret weapon!" "I have finished what I have to say. Who agrees? Who disagrees?" Bjorn stood up first, holding Leo's arm, and said in a deep voice: "I agree! The Barsaka people are not cowards. We must not only protect our homes and hunting grounds, but also our reputation and honor! God of War! We must fight! Just like last time!" Magna didn't say much. He stood up, shook Leo's hand, and whispered, "Barsaka!" When the northerners shouted out the names of their ancestors, it meant more than just shouting "God of War is above!" This was a full affirmation of Leo.
Frasa, Little Mouse and Olivia all looked at Leo's confident face. They hugged each other with shining eyes. "Riomondo, the ruthless Hara! Smart and brave! Woof woof woof!" Uliyan also looked at Leo with strange eyes and nodded continuously. After all, he is an officer. Although he does not have much theoretical knowledge and does not know the difference between mobile warfare, guerrilla warfare and positional warfare, Ulyan's mind is much more flexible than that of the wild hunters who only know two simple options: "protecting the homeland" and "attacking the enemy." His inner thoughts coincided with Leo's, which was to take the initiative. With understanding of the terrain and surprise, they created local advantages, annihilated the Jackal forces one by one, and defeated the enemy step by step. However, his thoughts were not as clear as Leo's. He was still thinking slowly in his mind when the other party spoke out first. In fact, no matter whether it is the barbarians, the aliens, or many imperial knights, none of them have ever been exposed to any serious war in their lives, nor have they received enough education to popularize common sense. Their military capabilities generally remain at the level of rural fighting. Many lords looked powerful and could often lead a group of soldiers and serfs to the next village to challenge for a fight, but in fact they did not even have the ability to lead the militia on a forced march of a hundred miles, let alone lead people to fight guerrilla warfare. With such organizational skills, in later generations, one might not even be able to become a squad leader, but in this era it is a very common situation. In fact, the troop strength Leo proposed was still a very conservative estimate. The number of combat units in Hewan was far more than three hundred. The refugees from the logging camp, the young and old barbarians, and the kobold miners can all take up arms and fight, so the number of people can be doubled. Although they lack armor, have simple weapons, and their physical and psychological qualities are not as good as those of regular troops, they can still raise their spears and stab them into the enemy's chest if they don't care about the cost. Uliyan is not as kind-hearted as Leo, and always thinks about taking care of the weak. In his opinion, without going through a few battles and without some deaths, how can the weak grow into the strong? Wuliyan stood up and concluded: "In this case, we will do as Leo said. Each of the three parties will send at least 100 people. The more the better. Leo will be in full command. Kill these gnolls and send their leader's head as a sacrifice to the ancestral temple!" "Yes, Chief!" "Yes, Chief!" With the issuance of the war order, most of the construction of Hewan was forced to stop, and even the remaining spring planting was hastily completed, with only two hundred acres of farmland planted. Except for the leader who stayed behind and led the villagers to carry out the necessary watering and fertilizing, all activities outside the camp were stopped. The villagers retreated to the camp and took a short vacation. Leo brought a hundred fully armed Hewan infantrymen, a hundred refugees armed with spears, axes, pickaxes and crossbows, as well as all the animal power of Hewan, waited for the secret weapon, and joined forces with more than a hundred Basaka archers and more than a hundred kobold crossbowmen, and then set out towards the gravel hills.