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A moment ago, when he was awakened by the sound of a bell from the watchtower in the middle of the camp, the Viscount of Kodor lifted the quilt, and did not even have time to put on his armor, and rushed out of the camp tent to look in the direction of the south gate of the camp......

At this time, hundreds of Wells legionnaires had already poured into the Kodor army camp like a tide, and countless sharp blades and broad axes slashed at the heads of the unprepared Kodor soldiers who had just woken up, and in less than a few moments, more than a hundred Kodor soldiers had become the ghosts of the Wells legionnaires.

Not only that, but the enemy rushed in and threw canisters of fire oil at the camp of the Kodor soldiers next to each other, and by this time a dozen tents of various sizes had already caught fire. Accompanied by bursts of fire, the screams of Kodor soldiers could be heard from the tent, and the smell of burnt corpses spread throughout the camp......

The Viscount of Kodor could not have imagined that the enemy would come so quickly, in such numbers, and so arrogantly. Although he had hundreds of soldiers under his command, in the face of such a menacing Wells legionnaires, he had already suffered one-fifth casualties almost before he could set up his position. Seeing the soldiers fall one by one at the hands of the enemy, the Viscount of Kodor led the soldiers with blood dripping from his heart......

Faced with such a situation, he has no power to return to heaven. If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid that all these hundreds of people will be buried here.

"Quick! Immediately retreat to the north and join the northern army, quick! Fast! Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to his side, the Viscount of Kodor immediately gave an order to the Kodor soldiers who were resisting the strong enemy.

With the order of the Viscount of the leading soldiers, the Kodor soldiers fought and retreated. The group fled along the trade route in confusion towards the north......

The Welsh legionnaires followed.

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Between Fort Marsey and the camp of the southern army of Kodor, the 500 troops of the Midsummer Army were already scattered in the dense forests on both sides of the trade road, waiting for the soldiers of the south of Kodor to throw themselves into the net.

According to the previous agreement with Phoenix, Viscount Leonde left one hundred Longxia legionnaires in the dense forest south of the southern army of Kodor to stand by, and once the attack of the Wells legion did not go well, a hundred men would immediately reinforce it. If the Kodor soldiers fled all the way to the north, then the five hundred Longxia legionnaires led by Viscount Leonde would be responsible for blocking them, and working together with the pursuing Wells legionnaires to encircle and suppress the southern Kodor soldiers, so that they would not have any chance to join the northern army.

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"Quick, run......" At the southern end of the trade road where the Midsummer Legion was ambushed, a group of soldiers from the southern county of Kodor who fled north surrounded the Viscount of the southern army of Kodor and ran all the way north. At this time, they just wanted to get to the camp of the Northern Army as soon as possible, get rid of the pursuit of the Wells legion behind them, and completely ignore the hidden danger ahead......

"Lord Leonde, they've arrived." The knights of the Longxia Legion, who were monitoring the enemy situation in the south at the corner of the southern trade road, trotted all the way over and said to the leading soldier, Viscount Leonde.

"Order all the soldiers not to let go of a single Kodor mongrel, and cut off all their heads for me!" Leonde commanded indignantly.

"Yes, Lord Viscount!"

Just as the Kodorians appeared at the corner of the southern trade route, the 450 members of the Longxia Army who had been in ambush on both sides of the trade route for a long time rushed out, leaving 50 people to guard the path of the Kodorians fleeing north.

Seeing the hundreds of enemy troops suddenly emerging from the dense forest, the southern soldiers of Kodor, who were already frightened in front, suddenly stopped, and in the face of the menacing enemy, they hurriedly ran towards the rear one by one, and huddled with the soldiers in the rear of Kodor who were chasing forward one by one, and turned into a flock of lambs to be slaughtered.

In the blink of an eye, the soldiers of the Midsummer Legion were already fearlessly charging towards the Kodor soldiers with long swords and chain hammers. With their knives in hand, the Kodor soldiers huddled in a group had no time to resist. With the sound of swords clashing, the Kodor soldiers fell one by one......

Compared to the Kodor soldiers, the Midsummer Legion was fierce, and there was no fear in their eyes, only the desire for victory, like wolves, to bite the enemy's neck......

"Quick! Retreat backwards! Retreat backwards! In the face of the menacing Midsummer Legion, the Viscount, the leader of the southern army of Kodor, had already been frightened and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to retreat.

Just as the Kodor soldiers had turned and ran backwards, the Welsh pursuers had already caught up with their bloody swords......

Seeing this desperate situation, the Viscount of Kodor led the troops to burst out with bravery that he did not have on weekdays and ordered a counterattack.

"It's a dead end anyway, kill it!"

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

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After the Viscount of Kodor led the soldiers gave an order, the Kodor soldiers saw that there was an interception in front and a pursuer in the back, so they simply fought against the water. In the face of a powerful enemy, both left and right are dead, and it's a big deal to fight to the death......

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In the valley south of Fort Marsey, the sound of swords rang all night......

In the early morning of the second day, after a fierce battle between the two sides all night, the southern Kodor army was defeated, with more than 400 dead and wounded, and more than 100 captured, including the Viscount and two knights of the southern Kodor army. Only a few fled into the mountains......

Although the victory of the Wells and Midsummer Legions ended in victory, the Welsh Legion lost more than 50 soldiers, including a midshipman and captain of the guard by Phoenix's side, and Phoenix himself was slashed in the left arm by a red-eyed Kodor soldier. If Leond hadn't come to the rescue, I'm afraid Phoenix would have died here. In addition, the Midsummer Legion suffered more than 30 casualties, including a leading knight.

"Come here!" Two soldiers of the Wells Regiment pressed the Viscount of the Southern Army, whose hands were tied behind his back, towards Phoenix and Leonde.

"Two adults, what to do with this bastard!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

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The surrounding soldiers roared.

"Brothers," Phoenix waved for silence.

"This bastard has caused us to lose so many brothers, it really deserves to be killed!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

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There was another commotion all around.

"I wanted to kill him, too, but killing him was of no use to us. He's still a viscount, and I think I can take him to Fort Marcy and hand him over to my lordship, and the lord will make up his own mind. ”

"Yes, yes, it's useless to kill me, you might as well tell my family and ask them to ransom me with money." The Viscount of Kodor hurriedly agreed.

Syllable!

With Phoenix's backhand slap, a deep red mark appeared on the face of the leading Viscount.

"Phew! You deserve to tell me the conditions! Phoenix yelled. Viscount Kodor's eyes widened and he lowered his head in horror.

"Lord Leonde, what do you think about handing over this bastard to your lordship?" Phoenix said respectfully to the Viscount of the Midsummer Legion, who had saved his life and killed the enemy with great bravery.

"Lord Phoenix, it's up to you." Leonde said modestly.

"Good! Come, take this miscellaneous piece to Fort Marcy and hand it over to your lordship at once. ”

"Yes!" After that, the Viscount of Kodor was taken down by two soldiers.

"Clean up the battlefield immediately, strip me of all the skins on these bastards, and take all the captives back to Fort Marcy to be dealt with by adults." Phoenix commanded the soldiers.

"Yes!"

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On the southern wall of Fort Marcy, the herald who was waiting for information about the battlefield to the south stood inside the wall and looked south. I saw a group of southern Kodor soldiers escorted by the soldiers of the Wells Legion slowly walking towards the castle......