OBS Chapter 295 Midland National Army
Chapter 295 Midland National Army
Spring 1453
As John's army captured the Lana villages on the south side of the border mountains, the fog of war over the Lana Kingdom on the system map gradually dissipated, and models of several Lana cities appeared on the map of the Lana Kingdom.
Looking at the cities above, John began to plan the next attack plan.
Apart from the two cities south of Leon, the only cities John cares about at the moment are Leon and the two cities north of Leon.
One of them is located behind the current camp of Lana’s army. It looks like a fortress city. The system shows that the name of this city is Logronia. As long as it is captured, John’s army can set out on the road to Leon unimpeded.
Secondly, there is another important port city. This port city called Basque is the only large port in northern Lana. After occupying it, John will let the fleet transport soldiers and supplies from Bernas continuously, but the prerequisite is that all the few warships of Lana must be sunk.
"Hey, what is this?"
Just then, John saw a familiar character model on the map, who was heading towards Basque Country.
John clicked on the character model and found that it was his old acquaintance, Hoss. This guy was so brave that he dared to attack Lana's city.
But John didn't care about his life or death. Not to mention that they didn't have a good relationship, now this man actually took part of the standing army without prior notice. Even if he died, John would not be able to do anything. At most, he would try to find his body or fragments, put them in a coffin and transport them back to Wendam.
"Sir, Fraso is here. He said his army is ready now and is ready to cooperate with your mission at any time."
When John heard the message from the messenger, he set off immediately and soon arrived at the plain at the entrance by carriage across the valley.
Fraso waited and waited, and when he saw the carriage coming from the valley, he immediately dismounted and ran towards the direction of the carriage.
"My lord, I am here with my army."
After John got off the car, he looked at Fraso who was delighted at this moment and did not say anything. Instead, he first glanced at the army a few dozen meters behind him. In addition to those wearing Lana armor, John also saw a group of people dressed as farmers. Most of these soldiers were armed with long-pole weapons such as spears. After they set up the spears, more than a dozen people gathered around the spears on the grass to rest. In John's opinion, it was more like they were out for a spring outing than an army.
Upon seeing this, Fraso quickly ran back to the army and shouted a few times, and then the soldiers stood up sparsely and formed two square formations. One square formation was wearing a full set of Lana armor, and if you didn't know, you would have thought it was Lana's regular army.
The other phalanx was in a more miserable state. Not only were all of them dressed like old farmers, they even held pitchforks and hoes in their hands, so the name of their army given by the system was Lana Farmers.
"Sir, all the soldiers of the Mitlan National Guard have arrived. Please review them, Governor!"
John couldn't help but frown when he heard this. The name of this mighty army was too different from what he had seen.
"What are you reviewing? What's wrong with these people?"
John asked, pointing at the farmers.
"These are the ones I recruited along the way. Don't be fooled by their poor equipment. They are all Midlanders who have suffered a lot of persecution. There is absolutely no problem with their loyalty."
Frasso responded tremblingly.
"right."
John walked up to the farmers and looked at them with a critical eye until he saw a boy in the crowd who was a head shorter than the others.
"That kid, come here."
When the farmers around heard this, they pushed the boy out. The boy looked at John with his small eyes, running his nose. Confusion and ignorance were revealed in his small eyes.
"Let me ask you, how did you join the army?"
John added:
"Tell the truth. If you lie, I'll spank you."
"Oh."
The boy nodded first, then said:
"That day I was plowing the field that was assigned to me by my family, and then a few people dressed like the people next to me came out from the bushes nearby. When they saw me, they asked me to squat down. After circling around me for a few times, they grabbed me and took me to a place with many tents. Finally, I ended up here."
After hearing what the boy said, John covered his face and sighed. This was the standard of exile in feudal society.
"Sir, do you still want me? My mother is waiting for me to go back and farm."
The boy spoke again at this time, and John lost his patience at this time. After arranging for someone to send him home, he yelled at Fraso, who was sweating on his face:
"I want real soldiers. If you recruit this kind of people again, I will chop you up and sacrifice you to the flag!"
Seeing this, Frasso had no choice but to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy:
"Please spare me, sir. These strong men are all I can find at the moment. If you want more, it will take me about half a month to complete them."
"Okay, get out of here. I'll give you another 500 sets of armor and weapons. I must see a decent army in a month, otherwise you can quit!"
After Fraso left with his army, John had no choice but to continue to find ways to recruit people for Fraso. Without considering using his own money to recruit, John ordered his men to recall all the Midland mercenaries who were originally doing hard labor in various parts of the mountains, and to hire them for a two-year term in exchange for their freedom.
As for whether they would suddenly run away from the army, John was not worried. If they ran south, it would be the garrison of the Lana army, if they ran north, it would be John's territory, if they ran west, it would be the sea, and if they ran east, it would be the border of the Kingdom of Nice. In short, they could be executed by jumping into the sea or thrown into prison. There was always a way to deal with them. Besides, John was from the supervision team, and those deserters had to avoid the machetes and arrows of the patrol before reaching the above locations.
Half a month later, looking at the army formation that was relatively neat before and comparing it with the uneven military appearance before, John was quite satisfied. In addition to the superficial work, the system at this time also gave this army different titles, from the original conscripted peasants to the titles of ordinary soldiers such as spearmen and archers, realizing the great leap from civilian to military.
"Master John, what are you doing?"
After hearing the sound, John looked back and found that Earl Hawes, who had been missing for almost a month, appeared quietly. He no longer looked as embarrassed as before, but instead looked energetic, giving people a feeling that he was back to normal.
"Oh, Lord Hoss, you are back. I thought you ran away with your army."
Hearing John's overt and covert contempt, Hoss said firmly:
"Lord John, things are different now. I have already taken down the important port town of Basque in Lana!"