Chapter 180 Camping
Compared to Qingcao City, the enemy's main city was relatively cautious.

Since Roland had taken over Green Grass City in just a few days, they naturally did not dare to underestimate Roland's strength. Therefore, they put aside their internal struggles and quickly formed a powerful army.

Compared to the 20,000 miscellaneous troops that Qingcao City had casually sent out before, they were much more serious.

After declaring martial law in the entire city, all forces except the necessary garrison forces for defending the city were mobilized.

In order to recapture Qingcao City as quickly as possible and prove their strength, they even spent all their family assets.

Ten thousand auxiliary troops, eight thousand elite infantry, eight hundred elite cavalry, fifty first-level knights, twelve second-level knights, and three third-level knights.

In addition to these main combat forces, there were also conscripted militiamen and laborers responsible for logistics, as well as the necessary male and female prostitutes, circuses, military caravans, etc. An army claiming to be one hundred thousand strong came over in a mighty force.

In response, Roland did not back down, but was ready to fight a decisive battle with them.

He pulled out some of the best soldiers from the military camp in Old Qi City in advance, and together with the 1,000 soldiers brought by Hela, he formed an elite force of 10,000 people.

In the warlord chicken competition behind Donnar today, Roland needs to use a brilliant victory to shock all parties and establish prestige.

Since both sides needed a victory to consolidate their positions, a decisive battle became the common choice of both sides.

As the defender, Roland naturally had the advantage of choosing the battlefield for the decisive battle. Therefore, Roland found a suitable plain on the enemy's marching route and set up camp in advance. While preparing for the decisive battle, he also rested and waited silently for the enemy.

Roland didn't have to wait long. After three or four days, some scout cavalry appeared around the camp. Except for the cavalry who got too close at the beginning and tried to spy on some intelligence, they were hacked to death by the patrolling soldiers. The rest of the scout cavalry chose to keep their distance and observe from a distance around the camp.

After a few more days, countless dense black dots continued to appear in the distance, and the enemy arrived at the battlefield chosen by Roland.

When the enemy appeared, Roland stood in front of the camp, looked over silently, and made eye contact with a third-level knight of the enemy.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the third-level knight turned his head first and kept giving orders, directing the troops to set up camp at the location found by the reconnaissance cavalry. At the same time, the extraordinary knights also brought their elite cavalry troops, staring at Roland with a covetous look.

However, Roland did not intend to attack them in this way.

The distance between the two camps was quite far. Unless Roland ordered all his soldiers to run as fast as they could, it would be basically impossible to launch a surprise attack. Moreover, even if he did so, by the time they reached the other side, the soldiers would have been exhausted and their combat effectiveness would surely decrease.

So, it would be better to wait until tomorrow, set up the formation, and have a head-on fight.

Thinking of this, Roland glanced at the murderous cavalry in the distance, turned around nonchalantly, and returned to the camp.

After Roland returned to the camp, a thin layer of white mist rose from around the camp, enveloping the entire camp and blocking all prying eyes from the outside world.

Chahar looked at the enemy camp with white fog rising up, and subconsciously mobilized his strength. As a hint of coolness surged into his eyes, he looked at the enemy camp again, but it was of no use except that he could see the white fog more clearly, as he could not see through the white fog at all.

He frowned, looked at the spellcaster in robes beside him, and asked.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?" Hearing his words, the spellcaster in robes looked at the white mist in the distance, frowned, and said hesitantly.

"It looks a bit like a spell of the energy system? Although it shouldn't be a high-level spell, the coverage area is so large that I can't do it. He is definitely not a simple one, at least a third-level spellcaster."

"A three-ring wizard? You wizards from Sinar have all these fancy tricks, which is really hard to deal with."

Chahar said thoughtfully, but he was not too nervous. No matter how strong the situation was, Roland only had two wizards, while they had an advantage in the number of extraordinary people. How could they lose when they had more people against fewer?
Moreover, as for the wizard, the one next to him is also a second-level wizard. When the time comes, he can ask him to help counter the wizard on the opposite side, and he can just go up and shoot the opponent to death.

The spellcaster at the side glanced at him and saw what he was thinking at a glance.

These Donnar knights did not try to hide their inner thoughts, and you could basically guess what they were thinking just by looking at them.

Although he kept talking about wizards and witchcraft, which sounded a little strange to him as a spellcaster from Sinar, spellcasters also developed and emerged from wizards after all, so it was no problem to call him a wizard.

Moreover, he is a wild wizard who has money to earn, so he doesn't care what others call him. Be it a wild wizard or a wizard, it's just a name.

As a hired spellcaster, he still had some professional ethics, so he spoke.

"Are you sure you want to treat this as the battlefield for the final battle? The opponent has been here for several days. Let me remind you that it is normal for a spellcaster who has made arrangements in advance to burst out with ten times his own strength."

Hearing the caster's words, Chahar scratched his head and asked.

"Harber, aren't you quite smart? You can't handle it?"

Harber rolled his eyes at him, nodded, and said.

"Everyone says I'm not as good as the opponent. His level is far beyond mine. I can't even find out what he has set up. If a fight breaks out, I don't have the confidence to block a few spells from the opponent. I advise you not to fight here, otherwise, there will definitely be problems."

Chahar nodded, then shook his head helplessly, and said in a helpless tone.

"I do believe you, but you also know that the alliance is not decided by me alone. I can't decide these things."

Harber waved his hands and spoke slowly.

"Then I advise you not to rush in. A spellcaster of at least level three won't be so reckless. I have a feeling we will lose."

"Although I don't know what cards the other side has, but based on the terrain and elemental environment nearby, I think this area will be safer."

The two began to discuss which area would be safer for their troops to stay in for a long time after a fight broke out.

Haber said that Chahar was standing by, asking questions and taking notes.

(End of this chapter)