Two hours later, the troops who received the order had begun to work on the defense, and the three main regiments had rushed to the north of the territory before the order was issued.

This made Renard very pleased, at least it proved that these junior officers were still very assertive and courageous.

After making arrangements, he climbed the bell tower and looked in the direction of the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, and found that the newly built village in the north had already been ablaze.

Renard felt heavy in his heart, and he didn't know how many of his people would suffer because of this.

This is just a precursor to the appearance of demons, and if the real demons come, I don't know what the scene will be.

Dangui Village, originally a quiet and peaceful village, was originally a homeless camp, but slowly evolved into a village as the county of Meredith grew and the number of homeless people grew.

It's a pity that today this peaceful and peaceful village has been destroyed like never before, and tens of thousands of natives have attacked it, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.

If it's just a normal goblin or goblin, you don't have to worry too much, with two infantry squadrons and a militia phalanx here, you can easily deal with it.

However, there are many bears, goblins, trolls, and ogres in the mix, and the infantry and militia are almost crushed at the touch of a button, relying on walls and a few ranged weapons to resist.

The village was quickly breached, and the natives frantically poured in along the gap.

The two infantry squadron leaders shouted desperately: "All the militia organizations are evacuated in the direction of the city of plenty, everyone should not panic, reinforcements will arrive soon." ”

While shouting, they led their subordinates to rush towards the gap in the wall, trying to temporarily plug the gap and buy time for evacuation.

Although this act was heroic, it could not stop the attack of tens of thousands of natives, and the gap in the wall became bigger and bigger, and more and more.

Countless natives entered the village, blocking the streets or homes of many villagers who had not been able to escape.

Seeing this, the militia and young men raised their weapons one after another, trying to protect the old and weak women and children in the village.

After all, the group of people was surrounded by dozens of ugly-looking ogres, and they were so powerful that even regular infantry could barely protect themselves.

The ogre's eyes flashed with obscenity and greed, and then slowly approached the villagers.

Looking at the ogres surrounding them, the villagers who still had some courage trembled in fright, and they knew very well in their hearts that these were not weak goblins or goblins, but the most powerful existence among the natives.

After a little resistance, they scattered and fled under the manipulation of sticks.

The slightly well-equipped militia encountered these large men, and they were also only flesh and blood, and after resisting stubbornly for a moment, they fell to the ground and wailed with their heads in their hands.

The battle ended quickly, and those who dared to resist were all beaten on the head and bled out, and some were even killed directly.

The women were carried away by the ogre, and they were left to kick their arms and legs, still unable to get rid of the clamps.

The chickens, ducks, geese, and other livestock in the village were gathered together, and they didn't know where they were going to be taken.

At this moment, the knights of the 1st Cavalry Regiment arrived, and when they saw the scene in front of them, Cleaver was so furious that he roared with all his might: "Charge, all these lowly dregs." ”

The surrounding natives turned their heads in a little surprise, they didn't expect that there were so many people that someone would dare to provoke.

Before the natives could prepare for their defenses, sharp spears had pierced their bodies.

After dealing with the natives on the periphery, Cliver gave another order: "All disperse, fight freely in small teams, and don't let a single natives escape." ”

The knights responded with a bang, and with the sound of horses' hooves, they slaughtered the fleeing natives in all directions.

If these tens of thousands of natives have organizational discipline, it may be difficult to deal with.

However, the indigenous bandits living in the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts divide their own territory, and even if they join forces to rob, they try not to clash with other tribes.

So, having determined that there was no danger around the village, the various indigenous tribes had dispersed to find their own targets in search of the loot.

This invisibly dispersed their strength, and also gave the cavalry the opportunity to break through one by one.

However, although the natives are unorganized, they also have the courage to fight.

Seeing the arrival of human reinforcements, many natives with not too low IQs began to put up a stubborn resistance.

One of the strikers snorted disdainfully, pulled the woman on his shoulder to the side, picked up the stick in his hand and slammed it into the nearest cavalryman.

The macehead was wielded with great force, even with a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

However, the scene of flesh and blood flying in his impression did not appear, because the thick and sharp cavalry spear pierced it more than two meters apart.

The ogre's roar came to an abrupt end, and he was provoked to the old high, and his huge and heavy body made even the strong limbs of the war horse a little unable to support it.

The knight's gaze under the armor was extremely cold, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the ogre away, crushing many goblins and goblins who had no time to dodge along the way.

The surrounding ogres noticed the situation here, and they quickly gathered around, they did not have the chivalry to fight alone, and they swarmed up with sticks, and smashed this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The knight behaved very calmly, he skillfully steered the warhorse, easily avoided all the ogre's attacks, and at the same time put away his riding spear and drew his two-handed sword that was slanted at his waist.

Sen Han's sword light flashed, and the surrounding ogres only felt a chill in their throats, and then red blood poured out of the carotid artery like a fountain.

After a few seconds, they fell to the ground one after another, their fat bodies still twitching slightly.

An ogre whose throat had been slit didn't actually fall, and it was clear that his vitality was quite tenacious.

He clutched his throat, blood splattering from between his fingers, and his chaotic eyes filled with disbelief.

Seeing this, the knight exuded a slightly lost look in his eyes, and muttered softly, "I don't know when I will be able to practice the superb swordsmanship of His Excellency Renard." ”

As he spoke, he raised his sword again and slashed at the terrified ogre, flying half of his skull.

Then the knight didn't look at the ogre standing still, and drove the war horse to the next target, if this is not dead, it can only be said that the life of this native should not be extinguished, and he will let the other party live.

However, the vitality of this native was obviously not so tenacious, and when the breeze blew, his body shook, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, and his gray brain was dripping all over the ground.

The ensuing battle went well, with the scattered natives being quickly cannibalized, and the results became even more uncertain when the two infantry regiments arrived.

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