"How's it going?"

Anton rushed over when he heard the news, stretched out to stop the soldiers who were about to open the city gate, and shouted at the soldiers under the city wall.

"Very well, sir, sergeant, we spent a few days searching for their traces, using a small party as bait, and surrounded them as they had surrounded us before, and then their large force came out, trying to We, and our great army, went out and surrounded them again, and we fought for an hour in the night, and at last we were victorious, and we took 220 prisoners, killed 150, and the rest fled, We loaded up all the wagons we could find with what we got from the thieves. We drove back without rest, but it was getting dark again. If you like, sir, we can spend the night outside the town tomorrow. Into the city."

"No! You are our heroes, you shouldn't be in the mud!" Anton was very excited, he recognized the man's face, it was an acquaintance of his, and he also saw clearly the appearance of the soldiers at the front of the team He has seen those people before, so no matter how familiar they are in his heart. Originally, letting them rest outside the city was the best choice. It could not only ensure the safety of the city, in case of potential safety hazards, but also make good preparations. The people of the city will welcome the soldiers to triumph tomorrow morning. After all, in the battle with that villain Von Byron, this was a rare large-scale victory. But he didn't do that. He was so happy and felt sorry for those brave fighters. He could see the bandages and bloodstains on those fighters. They needed to rest, and they needed to go home safely and enjoy the hugs of their families. more than anything else.

"Open the gate and welcome back our warriors!"

The heavy city gate was slowly opened under the pull of the winch, and the Rhodok warriors walked into the city holding the flag high and their heads high. Under the light of the fire, the stains and bloodstains on their bodies were clearly visible. Proof of honor earned on the battlefield. The soldiers in the city lined up in two formations, saluted them by taking off their helmets, and expressed their awe to their comrades in arms.

Seeing the soldiers striding to anger the city, passing through the crowd and entering the street, Anton nodded in satisfaction. He personally held a torch and approached a little closer, nodding to every passing soldier, and the other party would often In response to his actions, he occasionally cheered twice.

The team kept moving forward, and soon more than 300 soldiers entered the city. Anton knew that all the soldiers would return to the city after a while, so he called the soldiers around him to the tavern to wake up the tavern owner. It's curfew, everyone should have a good drink.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sergeant, there are still half of them." The young soldier just turned 16 years old, and he just ran down from the city wall, smiling and talking about the scene outside the city.

"Oh, there are still half of them..." Anton nodded and continued to greet the soldiers.

"Wait! How many people did you say!?"

At this time, Anton suddenly realized that something was wrong. He hadn't seen so many soldiers on the top of the city just now, not to mention that even if this battle was a hearty victory, there was really no loss at all, but there was always It is impossible to have more people than when they left the city!

At this time, Anton even discovered that although the soldiers under the firelight were still the armor and weapons he was familiar with, their appearance and characteristics were slightly different from those familiar Rhodoks in the team at the beginning. Taller, with lighter hair, more like a northerner. And when he looked to the back of the team, a big tall man suddenly appeared from the crowd, he was two heads taller than Anton, with a big scary ax hanging on his waist, people with this kind of appearance In Gelkala, no matter what he did, it was impossible for Anton not to have an impression of him!

"Shut the gates, they are..."

Anton pulled out his sword and shouted, but before he finished speaking, the tall man seemed to have guessed what he meant, and rushed over with a growl, like a big bear rushing towards the wild dog that annoyed it .

Anton subconsciously used his sword to block it, but the opponent's heavy ax just hooked the edge, and snatched his sword away, as easily as pulling away a dry branch with an iron hook. Before Anton could make another move, the light-haired northern man swung his ax at a speed that was completely unlike his size.

Anton saw the dim stars in the sky, and his vision was spinning. In this short moment, he had only one thought:

"Master Borgia must be told!"

But unfortunately, it is impossible for him to tell Borgia the news, but maybe this is the best, at least he is leaving this world with hope now...

The soldiers who took off their helmets and saluted on both sides of the road were caught off guard. Before they could grasp the spears and long-handled knives in their hands, the "comrades" whom they regarded as heroes just now had pierced their spears into their soft armor and Cotton armor ~lightnovelpub.net~ Chain mail and plate armor have never been a cheap option for the town militia, and saving money will obviously be an important reason for ending their lives at this time.

The enemy lined up like a forest of spears, and almost effortlessly knocked down the Rhodok militiamen who were loosely lined up on both sides of the line and did not wear helmets. The crossbowmen on the city wall immediately started shooting condescendingly, but the number of crossbowmen on the other side was twice as many as them, which made them useless to shoot with confidence. They also tried to turn the ballista, but these things had already been fixed and could only shoot towards the front of the city wall. It would take half an hour for the engineers to change the direction, and they obviously didn't have that time at this time.

"Quickly close the city gate! Quickly close the city gate!"

"We need support! Need support!"

The soldiers in the city shouted loudly, but no matter how hard they shouted, the city gate still couldn't be closed, and there was not even a shadow of reinforcements. Those intruders were very smart. When they were just exposed, they began to compete for the winch that controlled the city gate and tried to use the barrel of the spear to jam the city gate to buy more time.

The fast-footed people have already started running towards Borgia's mansion. They know that they must wake up the city defense officer at this time and organize defenses as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late. Now there are still many soldiers at the other gates of the city, and the streets of Jelkala are also complicated and tortuous, suitable for blocking the enemy. The odds of winning are all on this lord.

What they didn't know was that the city defense officer had actually woken up a long time ago. At this time, he was at the north gate of the city, and together with several other people, slowly turning the winch of the city gate. And the soldiers on the city wall had disappeared at this time.

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