Knights came roaring, and knights left roaring, leaving a bewildered infantry squad behind.
"That's not right, Captain! What's with this order from the Sage? That huge wild boar, we can't possibly kill him!" A warrior asked, puzzled, after hearing the knight read the order.
Their enemy was a wild boar, almost as big as a building. His massive tusks could snap a tree that two men couldn't encircle with a single charge.
He spent his days rolling in mud, and the mud that covered his body slowly dried in layers, becoming like the hardest rock armor. Swords and knives could barely scratch him; he was truly a giant.
Fortunately, this monster was very clumsy, and his fastest speed was only a straight charge.
Under the squad leader's command, they scattered and ran, quickly shaking off the wild boar and sending the information back.
They didn't know that Kayal had told all the squads the same thing, so they were completely confused, thinking that Kayal was being unreasonable.
"Wait..." The captain, who had been deep in thought since receiving the order, waved his hand, as if he had grasped something in the command.
"Depending on the situation... The invincible monster should be killed, but how to kill him..." He stood up and paced in circles.
It seemed everyone understood that the captain was thinking about how to deal with the troublesome monster, and no one disturbed him.
He circled a few times without any ideas, and just as he was getting anxious, he suddenly stumbled, almost tripping over a vine.
After regaining his balance, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he held onto it tightly: "Haha! I know! I know what the teacher meant! Traps! Traps! Lures!"
"But Captain, what kind of trap can catch something like that?" A warrior, who was a hunter by trade, asked with a furrowed brow.
As a hunter, rope traps were great for tripping rabbits and foxes, and snare traps worked well for monkeys or bobcats.
For bigger animals like tigers, lions, bears, and wild boars, these kings of the mountains, they could only find advantageous terrain and shoot them with hunting bows from above.
As for dealing with these giant kings, there really weren't any good cash traps.
"Idiot, don't you know about horse traps! This isn't hunting! We're the ones being hunted, more or less. This is already a small, localized battle." The captain chuckled, his round face filled with excitement and pride. Clearly, he was proud of himself for understanding the Sage's intentions.
"Horse traps?" They had seen horse traps before, specifically designed to deal with warhorses.
After digging a pit, it would be covered with floating grass and soil, making it appear to be part of the ground.
When a warhorse ran onto it, the combined weight of the horse and rider would instantly collapse the cover, and the layers of wooden stakes below would pierce the horse's soft belly.
This tactic was very effective against warhorses, but Camelot's heavy cavalry could not only cross ditches over 5 meters wide with their two-ton weight, but their heavy armor also made them fearless of wooden stakes.
The main problems were not being able to climb out and breaking a leg, which were very troublesome situations.
However, after the first wave of knights fell in, the second wave would no longer be caught, and over time, it was discarded.
But during the Red Leaf Ridge Wei Zhan, Kayal had once considered this tactic, but the enemy came too quickly.
To avoid having their formation disrupted or even their own people falling in, Kayal did not issue a retreat order, and the pre-dug pits were not used.
But as a squad leader who participated in that battle, he knew about such a trap.
"But Captain, even his belly is covered in rock! With that hardness, let alone wooden stakes, even spearheads or iron spikes would be crushed, wouldn't they?!" Another person said.
Their ability to think like this was much better than just following orders, as they had done before.
"Hehe, that depends on our efforts." A flash of wisdom flickered across the squad leader's face. He suddenly felt that this act of imitating the Sage was so cool, so handsome!
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Dusk in the afternoon.
"They're coming! They're coming!" Hearing the tremor on the ground, the squad leader's face showed a hint of excitement.
Raising his hand, he appeared very calm: "Calm down..."
His team members all swallowed hard.
The fastest warrior in the squad had stripped off his light armor and spear, merely teasing the wild boar, constantly changing his speed.
Looking at the mound ahead, his sweaty face showed a nervous expression. Success or failure depended on this one move!
He quickly ran towards the mound.
Several heads appeared above the mound. Five archers nervously held their bows, waiting for the opponent to enter range.
Bending a bow for too long would not only damage the bow but also cause muscle soreness for the archer. Experienced archers would not play like this.
"Does he want to rely on the high platform to shoot himself dead below the platform?" A hint of mockery flashed in the wild boar's eyes.
Leaving aside what threat those small arrows could pose to him, a mere dirt platform was too underestimating!
He had completely given up on the monkey that was teasing him. He decided to trample everyone on the high platform to death.
He launched an angry charge, his bristles standing on end due to his tense muscles, and his tusks raised.
He decided to smash him down with his nose and tusks in one go!
However, the sudden blackness before his eyes instantly caused him many soft tissue contusions.
This type of injury only occurred when colliding or falling.
He suddenly plunged into darkness and then began to open his eyes.
This was a very deep hole, nearly ten meters high, making the sky above look like a small patch of heaven.
The most important and troublesome thing was that this place was too narrow! He couldn't move at all!
Stuck in the surrounding mud, he even had to keep his limbs tightly contracted, otherwise, he couldn't even touch the ground!
This was a conical trap. Although it had no killing power, it was fatal for a wild boar of his size.
"Good! We've caught him!" The squad leader shouted excitedly.
Turning his head, he loudly said: "Immediately go back and report to His Majesty, tell her we've caught a monster, and ask her to dispatch a Knight to bring him back to Camelot."
"But Captain, how do we get him out? How do we subdue him? How do we tie him up?" A warrior asked.
He shivered at the sight of the wild boar's thick muscles; it was hard to imagine who would bear the brunt of this giant beast's anger once he climbed out.
"Idiot!" The captain chuckled, his whole face smiling like a fox: "Catching him is our business, how to get him out and transport him back is the Knights' problem!"
The team members all suddenly understood, then snickered, mimicking the captain's mischievous smile. It felt great to trick the high and mighty Knights!