Chapter 9: -9- Fire!
The next day, early morning.
Sir Phillip Rally and his reconnaissance team had already set off quietly. Nearly a dozen nearby wildling tribes had almost emptied out, leaving behind mostly the old and weak, which was their target.
The members of the reconnaissance team were the best hunters in Gallan Crabb's domain. It was easy for the reconnaissance team to break through these tribes that only left the old and weak, but the problem was that these dozen or so tribes were scattered around, each having its own territory, and they varied in size.
Three of them were the largest, with populations of several hundred people each.
Gallen issued the reconnaissance team the task of dealing with these three major tribes, with a minimum of capturing two tribes today.
So, the key to the reconnaissance team's operation today was the speed of movement.
The experienced Sir Phillip also understood this point very well. Because the route was rugged and couldn't be traveled on horseback, he didn't wear his silver plate armor, which he always wore during battles, to avoid affecting the march. Instead, he directly put on a simplified version of leather armor invented by Lord Gallen over his chainmail.
Sir Phillip Rally felt that Lord Gallen's words made a lot of sense. As long as he always faced the enemy, what was there to protect on his back?
Recalling the past, Sir Phillip Rally felt that he had always been like this on the battlefield.
Although Lord Gallen didn't explicitly say it, Sir Phillip Rally felt that Lord Gallen was actually indirectly praising his bravery. My lord understands me!
Sir Phillip Rally was ambitious. This was the first battle after Lord Gallen inherited House Crabb. He not only had to fight well but also had to fight beautifully to consolidate the position of the most loyal and brave knight of Whispers.
As long as the command was appropriate and the timing was arranged well, it was possible to deal with the three major tribes today.
After dealing with the three major tribes, the remaining smaller tribes were already frightened, making them easy to handle, and they didn't even dare to resist.
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The sky was just starting to light up.
Gallen, wearing black leather armor embroidered with marsh marigolds, stood silently on a high place, watching the soldiers gathering below.
The whole square was bustling, with various voices coming and going.
Gallen quickly noticed that the newly formed Thorn Corps was actually the fastest in assembling... After completing the assembly, Emer began inspecting the soldiers' equipment.
Gallen knew that everything couldn't be done in one go, so he simply organized a few training and pre-battle precautions that he felt were suitable for the current situation and instructed Emer.
Emer meticulously executed each command, and Gallen couldn't help but admit that this was also a kind of talent... Or at this moment, what Gallen most hoped for in commanders.
Gallen liked Emer's personality very much and could rely more on her in the future.
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Reyna, with her hair tied in a towering braid, stood out in the crowd.
After checking the Thorn Corp's equipment with Emer, Reyna glanced at Gallen in the distance and exchanged a few words with Emer before jogging in Gallen's direction.
Gallen noticed Reyna jogging towards him.
Reyna, with her lively personality, bounced a few times as she ran, which made Gallen smile involuntarily.
Gallen waved to let the guards disperse, and Reyna, who was a few steps away, stood and bowed: "I apologize for the intrusion, my lord."
Reyna had just learned this courtesy from Emer.
Facing the lord for the first time in person, Reyna seemed very excited. Her voice was clear and pleasant.
Gallen's mouth curved with a smile: "You're Reyna, the deputy commander of the Thorn Corps under Emer's command."
"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, and you already know my name? My lord, you really do know everything, just like the rumors say! ... Also, the leather gloves you prepared for us are very useful. I tried them, and my fingers felt much better after continuous shooting. My sisters are also confident in completing continuous shooting! "
There was plenty of soft leather in the storage room, and Gallen understood that shooting arrows continuously was very taxing on the fingers. After making the "new leather armor," he immediately arranged for soft leather gloves for the archers.
Reyna kept talking, bouncing with excitement as she spoke.
It was still early, and Gallen was very patient with the soldiers who were about to march with him. His smile was gentle, and he didn't interrupt, waiting for Reyna to finish speaking.
"Well, time is tight, and some gloves may be too big or too small for some people. In the future, everyone will have gloves of suitable sizes."
"It's okay, it's okay. Look!"
Reyna reached out her right hand, showing off the glove that fit her hand perfectly: "I modified it last night, it's very simple, and I've modified the gloves for my other sisters whose gloves don't fit! "
"Well done, go back and assist Emer. Remember, United We Stand."
"Yes, my lord!"
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The location of the showdown with the mountain wildlings was a relatively flat area about 2 miles east of Whispers.
When the sky was bright, Gallen led the troops to the designated location for the showdown with the mountain wildlings.
Gallen noticed the dense mass of mountain people assembling several hundred meters away.
Sir Mayson Beck dismounted and shouted loudly: "Armor up!!"
Sir Mayson actually had a loud voice and walked among the moving crowd, kicking out from time to time.
"Shieldmen! Assemble!!"
"Lazy bunch, hurry up and form up, quickly!"
"Why are you panicking! Go over there, move it!"
"If you don't want your lady to end up in someone else's bed tonight, check your equipment again!"
"Damn it, shoulder to shoulder! Shoulders against shoulders!!"
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Gallen rode on horseback, and beside him was the Thorn Corps, which had already been assembled.
Gallen once again sighed at the way battles were fought on Crackclaw Point, which seemed different from the way battles were fought in the Song of Ice and Fire in his memory.
If his own army were disciplined and well-trained enough, Gallen would have already ordered them to push forward while the opposing side was in chaos.
Just as Gallen's side had just completed their formation, various strange shouts suddenly came from the wildlings on the opposite side. Their voices became more and more unified and louder.
In Gallen's eyes, the wildlings without any formation were pressing towards his formation in a disorderly manner.
"Ready you arrows!!!"
"Steady! Aim!!"
The wildlings approached the conspicuous target arrows.
"Fire!!!"
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