"Lost? How did you lose?!"

The roar of Anton, the city defense adjutant of Gelkala, seemed to shake the whole room. The guards were so frightened at the door that they almost dropped their halberds. People passing by outside the house stopped involuntarily and went to the door to steal. Listen to what's going on inside. The guards didn't stop them, because these good guards who had been dedicated to their duties in the past wanted to join in the fun now.

"It's the Kugits, sir."

The scouting cavalry who escaped back was covered in mud, and his arms were wrapped. He was seriously injured by the previous arrow.

"We waited outside the village. There were 12 Swadian cavalry and 6 mercenaries searching for supplies in the village. We hid outside the village and then gradually surrounded them. When they found us, we had already reached the entrance of the village , they are closer to their horses than themselves. We have three times the number of people, and we have no problem defeating them. But at this time, a group of Kujit light cavalry came around behind us from nowhere. There were at least 20 of them , all with bows and arrows, we thought we had surrounded them, but we were flanked back and forth, they chased us all the way into the wet mud, the Kujit dismounted and fought us, and in the end only I escaped back.”

The soldier's explanation was quite convincing. Anton snorted coldly and stood aside. Lord Borgia could also come over to smooth things over, and after a few words of persuasion, he walked to the side of the scout and patted Pat him on the shoulder.

"You've done your best. You've proven yourself to be a good fighter. I'm sure you've taken at least three of your enemies' lives, which is good. Now, before you go to rest and recuperate, tell me, how many enemies are there? They where are you now?"

"There are far more of them than we thought! We heard that five teams were attacking different villages. We lost the battle with the first team. I'm afraid the number of each team will be the same as this time!"

"That is, there are at least 200 looters who are looting our border villages. Although the force is tense, we probably can't let them continue." Anton walked to Borgia and said softly.

"Very well, go back and rest, soldier, you will be rewarded for your efforts." Borgia nodded, and waved his hand to order the scout to retreat.

When the soldiers arrived, the two also began to discuss how to deal with the foreign predators.

"I want half of the garrison to assemble. We must ensure that we have enough advantages to eradicate those Byron's hyenas as soon as possible, otherwise we will suffer from them sooner or later." Borgia frowned and said seriously: "I received news this morning , a convoy transporting supplies to the front line was attacked. Although they drove off the invaders, the only ones who dare to attack our carriage at the moment are Byron's people. If we let it go, it will take a few days for them They will plunder our supplies and destroy our supply lines near Gelkala!"

"They can do it. At that time, we can only divide our forces to protect the transportation line, which may give them an opportunity." Anton nodded, and his experience told him that Lord Borgia was right to worry. "It's just..." Anton paused, with a worried expression on his face: "In this way, our city defense forces will not be enough."

"What are you afraid of, can von Byron occupy Gelkala at once?" Borgia raised his head proudly: "Even if there are only half of the garrison and the militia in the city, we are enough to defend the city. Bolts and walls can keep them out of the city, and our messengers have plenty of ways to send messages, don't forget secret passages. Von Byron will be caught by His Majesty's army before breaking through the outer wall , It is time for him to repay the debt! Pay back the lives of the soldiers who died because of him!"

"As you wish, my lord." Anton bowed, and then went to summon the army in the city.

As expected by Borgia and Anton, Byron's cavalry continued to penetrate into the land of Gelkala, and the looting never stopped along the way, and the various troops formed an effective formation of light cavalry among each other. The communication network makes small-scale encirclement and suppression basically ineffective. And they did reach out to the convoys transporting supplies to the front line, blocking roads many times, and trying to loot or burn supplies. Fortunately, the troops ordered by Lord Borgia successfully captured one of the enemy's troops and repelled the incoming cavalry by virtue of their numerical superiority. westward. Of course, they didn't leave completely. They learned from the captives that these looting activities would continue, so this troop also stayed outside the city, constantly chasing other plundering teams.

The number of defenders in the city at this time is further reduced~lightnovelpub.net~The standing troops are only about 500 even including the militia. Facing a city of this size, the defense force is obviously insufficient, but it is enough to maintain law and order. Therefore, Anton has no other opinions, but continues to implement the orders of the city defense officer.

As the days passed, good news gradually came from the front line, His Majesty the King continued to win victories, and the people in the city optimistically believed that the time for the general offensive was not far away, the war would end, and the current difficult days were finally coming to an end.

The troops sent out of the city went farther and farther, and there has been no reply for a while. Anton was a little worried, but Borgia said confidently: "Don't worry, our scouts have confirmed that Byron's main force has not moved. Those robbers and mercenaries are not our opponents, they are just soldiers. There are only horses that can escape at will. But rest assured, sooner or later our warriors will catch them, destroy them, and return with their heads and trophies to us."

It has to be said that since Lord Borgia became the city defense officer, he has proved his wise judgment to the whole city many times. Once again, on the second night after he finished speaking, on a night with a weak moon, the troops holding the mountain bear banner walked back in neat steps with their heads held high. They sang songs of victory, firelight illuminated their bloodstained burqas, wagonloads of trophies and confiscated property testified to their gains, while the dejected Kujit cavalry, tied to their horses with ropes, proved their victory. Although the light was so weak that the soldiers on the city wall couldn't see the faces of the people under the city, the familiar clothes and accents had confirmed their identities, and the size of the troops was not much different from the troops they had sent out in memory, so They cheered and opened the city gate, and decided to let the soldiers into the city.