Under the protection of Master Emon, Canaan stood on the high platform behind the wooden pistol, looking at the crowds of horse thieves roaring outside the camp, galloping back and forth, his expression was very calm, but the blood of young people made him often want to rush out to fight, fortunately, Master Emmon mentioned it on the side, he finally controlled his emotions, at this moment, as the speaker of Canaan Logistics, his every move will affect the people around him.

Filson ran over and hurriedly reported:

"The proprietor, those who can be mobilized to defend have been mobilized, our escort team of more than 180 people, and more than 100 caravans can also come in handy, there are 150 warriors in the village, and several other caravan guards and men who are still in the village Nearly 200 people, the strength of nearly 700 people, it should be possible to support it for a period of time, but I don't know if there are any reinforcements from the horse thieves!"

Canaan nodded, "That's enough, you pass it on, all those who participate in the war, ten gold coins per person, will be borne by my Canaan Logistics, and if there are outstanding performers, there will be another heavy reward!"

After Filson stepped back, Mage Aemon reminded softly beside him:

"Canaan, I think it's better to send you back to the red water, if you really know that you are in such a dangerous situation, you will be blamed!"

Canaan loosened his white fist that was clenched with nervousness, and shook his head firmly,

"No, Master Emon, as soon as I leave, the people's hearts will not be there, the fighting spirit will be lost, and the village's defenses will be broken! You know, in addition to the property, there are thousands of old and weak women and children here, I don't care about the money, I can come back if I am gone, what about those lives? Many of them have watched me grow up. ”

Master Emmon was waiting to say more, but was stopped by Canaan waving his hand, he thought about it, and felt that it was now, it didn't make much difference whether to go immediately or stop and walk again, if he stayed, it would indeed inspire the warriors to fight, and if there was danger, he would stun Canaan and fly away directly - Merlin gave him a flying carpet, and there was no problem in running away.

Canaan was patrolling the village, cheering and encouraging, and suddenly saw a group of young men, each armed with spears and short knives, coming in groups, it was the fourteen and five half-sized children in the village, it was the time when the blood was boiling, and the sky was not afraid of the earth.

Canaan also knew that he could not persuade these teenagers to return to the current situation, so he could only walk over and tell them to be careful.

In the wilderness, the villagers were constantly faced with famine, wild beasts and horse thieves, and the boys, in particular, often began to learn to hunt from adults as soon as they reached the age of ten.

The horse thieves outside the village finally began to organize their actions after a messy noise, the horse thieves are in the nature of a gang, and rarely carry out battles to attack fortifications, which is an errand that requires discipline and sacrifice, and it is definitely not what the horse thieves are good at, of course, the guards within the fence are not much stronger than them, but they have also undergone some training, and from a paramilitary point of view, they are still slightly stronger than the horse thieves.

After a moment of brewing, dozens of horse thieves galloped out, each with a long noose in their hands, which was the most common way for wilderness people to capture the camp, throwing the lasso, lassing the wooden piston, and then turning back to hit the horse and pull hard!

The people in the fence also have a way, there are adults, and it is impossible to let those children fight on the wall, but if they are allowed to destroy the attacks of the horse thieves, there is no problem, so the first wave of attacks not only did not put the lasso on the fence, but more than a dozen horse thieves were shot off their horses, and they were not alive...... In general, this is what the offensive and defensive battles in the village of Hitam look like.

Simple and ridiculous!

But it does fully embody the characteristics of the wasteland - cruel and bloody.

The battle went on for a whole thousand, and as the sun sank in the west, both sides invariably chose to strike the war. The horse thieves buried the pots to cook, carried the corpses, and treated the wounded. And the same is true in the village, although there is a fence to protect it, the casualties are far less than the horse thieves, but everyone's face is not very good-looking. In addition to resting, there is also a group of people who have to go up to the wall at night to be on guard.

As for night fighting, it's basically impossible to do.

Night combat is a tactical move that requires strict discipline and good training of the team, and in the Chaos City Gang, only a few formally trained elite troops can do it, but it is not something that a rabble like horse thieves or escorts and hunters can do.

After resting for the night, Filson went to inspect the fence before it was light, and found the lookout sentry asleep, so angry that he kicked the sleeping sentry awake.

"Get up! The safety of thousands of people, you really dare to sleep! If someone really cut off your head in the middle of the night, I will let you sleep enough!"

The sentry rubbed his eyes, looked at his leader, and muttered:

"Captain, I really didn't sleep at night, I didn't defend myself, just the mosquitoes in the wilderness, all the size of a finger, you want to sleep, can you sleep? It's not that the sky is already bright, the mosquitoes have receded, and the brothers have just taken a nap!

Filson laughed angrily at him, but he stopped reprimanding him, and asked casually, "Oh, and how is the battle?"

The sentry pursed his lips, got up and moved his legs, and said stupidly, "It's not full, I'm not asleep!"

Canaan also got up before dawn, tired all night, today still grasp logistics, for the brutal battle of the soldiers to make porridge and make cakes, there is no shortage of food in the village, meat and vegetarian everything, there is no shortage of manpower, the women in the village all get up before dawn, steamed cakes and porridge, the meat is fragrant, everyone knows that the small investment now can ensure the future safety.

In yesterday's battle, dozens of casualties have already been paid on the defensive side...... Of course, the attackers suffered more casualties, at least three times as many as the defenders...... Or even four times.

Most of the casualties were caused by arrows, the horse thieves did not rush hard, the fence wood was still there, the obstacles did not fall, and the horse thieves, who were accustomed to fighting on horseback, were not very willing to dismount and fight.

There is good news and bad news.

The good news was that the village was united, full of fighting spirit, and there was no need for materialism, and a few cavalry had already broken out of the encirclement, and the sentinels sent by Filson had not returned to the camp, so they had gone to the nearby villages to report the news.

The attitude of the middle and upper in the wilderness towards horse thieves is the same, and they are deeply hated, and they must be eliminated quickly, so there must be reinforcements, but it is difficult to say when they will come.

The bad news is that the number of horse thieves outside the village has increased after nightfall, and now it looks like it is close to the scale of more than two thousand, such a number, coupled with the fear of the arrival of reinforcements from various tribes, today's battle is destined to be tragic and abnormal, and the horse thieves will never stay only in the stage of throwing the noose, directly face to face, it has become inevitable.