Franster strode towards the central tent. Behind him were more than a dozen warriors of the regiment of comrades with fierce expressions. Along the way, the patrolling and rotating soldiers bowed their heads in respect. He also bowed slightly.

After several days of bloody battles, his whole body was filled with a faint smell of blood. The dark gray wolf-patterned armor has a slight reddish edge. And the greatsword behind him even had small pieces of flesh attached to it.

This is already the fourth day. A large brigade of more than 400 Xueman garrisons bled under the Ash Swamp fortress. Even if the number of guards was slightly superior, Xueman's excellent armament and siege equipment were more than enough to offset the advantage of the city walls. However, it was still unable to achieve a decisive advantage, and instead fell into an extremely unfavorable tug-of-war.

The outer walls of the Ash Swamp fortress should not have been so strong. According to Commander Crock's estimates, two small trebuchets would have been enough to destroy the ancient façade of the fort at noon on the first day. The elite garrisons would then swarm through the open gap, and it would take at most half an hourglass to wipe out the loosely organized bandits.

But Crocker miscalculated. Two trebuchets bombarded for three days. The noose had been changed dozens of times, but it had not been able to break through the city wall, which could be called a relic of ancient times, and this thing was as hard as steel. Even though the outer layer of potholes is extremely miserable, there is not much substantial damage.

In desperation, Crocker could only let his army attack. It stands to reason that as long as you climb the city wall or open the city gate, the well-disciplined, high-morale and well-equipped Snow Man garrison can easily deal with these rabble. Even if there is a slight mismatch, the elite samurai of the wizards and the group of comrades in the army are enough to eliminate these problems one by one.

Then the siege was organized in a row for more than a dozen, until the most elite veterans could not keep their bodies, and the garrison still failed to take a single brick from the Ash Swamp fortress.

Shame on Franster for this!

Since joining the comrades-in-arms, he has gone through hundreds of battles, large and small. At the worst of times, he even had to drag his intestines flowing out of his abdomen to fight, but these eventually became part of his countless feats. And this time, it put him in an unprecedented predicament.

These robbers were not much skilled in martial arts. Most of them are also slightly stronger than the militia. The first siege was simply a no-brainer. However, just as the garrison was about to take the city walls, a new force turned the tide of the battlefield in an instant.

Dressed in heavy armor that even the best samurai in the army could not move with, they were able to wield huge battering rams and giant shields with one hand. The garrison couldn't even break through their defenses. A few powerful samurai are also difficult to outnumber.

When the greatsword sliced through their bodies, Franster felt like he was cutting through an iron plate!

They are an army reformed by sorcery, aliens, and slaughterers, and although they must have many serious flaws that are difficult to remedy, until they are found, they will be a disaster for the mortal army.

In just a few minutes, the garrison suffered unpredictable losses. If it weren't for the slow movement of these strange armies. Plus the spell support of the wizards of the army. I'm afraid the number of people who will make it off the wall alive will be a very optimistic number.

After this, the garrison corps did not achieve any tangible results. And the morale also dropped again and again, and in the end, even only the elite samurai of the comrade-in-arms group were able to make some gains, but those soldiers who were afraid and tired could no longer be of any use.

What a shame.

The dignified Snow Man Garrison couldn't defeat a small ash swamp fortress. Even the dark wizard who was the focus of the intelligence did not show up. I am afraid that this news will be put on the table of the surrounding forces as soon as possible. Then their attitude towards Xueman will also change.

Leaving the others to wait outside the tent, Franster walked alone through the curtain of heavy linen.

It is said that the lord's messenger has arrived, and something unpleasant may happen later.

"You're here, sit down. Sitting in the center of the tent was Commander Crock, a slightly balding middle-aged soldier with slightly flattened features and a good talker. He greeted Franster as he introduced the other two men in the tent to each other.

"This is Lord Franster of the Brothers-in-Arms, whose bravery is well known. ”

"And these two are the messenger Anche sent by the lord and his escort Alice. ”

Franster looked at the two men closely, the messenger Anche was a black-haired Sirodil man who looked like he was a good hand with a bow, and the guard named Alice was a young woman wrapped in a gray cloak. Carrying an enchanted dwarven sword at his waist.

From both of them, there was a vague aura of arcane aura, a trace that only a veteran warrior like Franster could detect.

It seems that it is not out of luck that Crocker is so interested in the two messengers.

Observe the natural placement of your fingers, your stride and momentum when walking, your eyes, and the rhythm of your breathing. It is very useful to infer the approximate level of power that a person has. And the two people in front of them are obviously not ordinary people, if they are in the army, they should be more than enough to serve as centurions.

But Franct felt a little strange. The guard, Alice, seemed to have a good attitude towards him, but he sensed a faint threat from the messenger Anche.

Maybe it's an illusion, Frost didn't pay much attention to it, this is a military camp, and there is a battlefield outside, and it is normal for some abnormalities to occur.

The cloak seemed familiar, though.

"The lord is unhappy with our progress. That's why two messengers were sent to urge us. And he hoped to be able to see the good news that the messenger Anche had brought back in three days......"

From the snowy splinter to the ash swamp fortress, the fastest speed is also a day and a night. Then the limit given by the lord is two days.

During this time, the appointed messenger was supposed to be the Overseer. So why there are guards, it makes sense.

"It's impossible. There's no way we can break down the walls here in two days. Franster interrupted him, "The Ash Swamp Fortress has plenty of food and water reserves. They also have a heavy army built with sorcery. We couldn't take the walls head-on. ”

"And, according to intelligence, there is a powerful wizard entrenched in the Grey Swamp Fortress. If it weren't for that, how could the martial arts Baron Storm be defeated by a mere group of bandits?"

"And although the wizard has not been seen yet, his strengthening of the walls and the transformation of the robbers have proved his strength. Even if the casters of the entire barracks were tied together, they would not be able to compare to him in terms of sorcery. Franster looked at Anche quietly: "With the current strength, you can't win in the short term. ”

His eyebrows were slightly raised, as if waiting for the other party to come up with a perfect plan.

And Archer did not live up to his expectations, for the Sirodir man took apart the scabbard of his sword and took out from it an ancient, yellowed parchment scroll, covered with intricate patterns.

"This is the original structural drawing of the Ash Swamp Fortress. It contains information that is not found in later scrolls. Anche spread the parchment paper on the square table, pointing her index finger somewhere in it.

"There's a drainage channel that's been abandoned three hundred years ago. According to records from the time, it was sealed by a layer of stone bricks that were not too thick. Just be careful, and we have a good chance of sneaking in. At that time, whether it was opening the gates or killing the leader, we could gain a great deal of initiative. ”

Crocker stepped forward and compared two topographical maps from different eras. It didn't take long for him to come to the conclusion that the plan was feasible.

Barguf is a lord of great power and will never give his subordinates more actions than he can do. It seems that this map is the [letter] that is really going to be sent. And the seemingly harsh warrant was actually extremely easy to complete.

Alice looked at Anche in surprise, and during the day and night of the journey, Anche's table was not at all abnormal. She had always thought that the warrant was the whole of the mission.

But I didn't expect such an interesting development.

"The infiltrating squad can't be too large, and on top of that, we need a feint from a large force as cover. Anche said calmly, "I have studied the internal structure of the castle, and I must be involved. But it's best to keep the squad no more than five people. ”

Franct stretched his torso slightly: "I am the strongest warrior present, so naturally I want to get the glory that belongs to the comrade group." In addition, there are a few of my shield brothers who are only a little different from me. ”

"Well, I'm going to join in. Alice lifted her cloak, her beautiful face catching the attention of the warriors, "I am a magic swordsman, and I am Anche's guard. The order given to me by the lord is to protect him, and I will not abandon my duty. ”

Franster frowned: "Girl, things on the battlefield are no joke. I can feel that you have a lot of power, but this is not the stage for a girl your age. Maybe in another two years you'll be able to do it on your own, but for now, let the men carry their due burden. ”

"So, I think we can do a test. Alice tilted her head slightly and smiled.