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"My lord, the scouts sent by the enemy have all been touched by us." The adjutant sent out to inquire about the situation told Wilkas all the information he had spied on, and naturally told him all about the burning of the stronghold and the invasion of the enemy.

"What? And what about Pupton? Hearing the news, Wilcas immediately became nervous, knowing that it was back to a long time ago when he was on Knife's Ridge, and the person who saved him was Puton.

"My lord, according to our captured enemy scouts, they didn't catch any of the officers of the Half Moon Collar, and the remnants of the soldiers fled along an exit they had deliberately released after setting fire to the stronghold." The adjutant's words finally calmed Wilcas's emotions.

"Humph! He actually took advantage of the emptiness of our territory to take advantage! Let them know today that it's not that easy to take advantage of! It didn't take long for Wilcas's mood to calm down, and in the blink of an eye, he said viciously.

"All of them, we're ready to assemble in twenty breaths, and we're going to break the claws of those guys who dare to take advantage of us!" Originally, this kind of order was delivered by horn and flag, but Wilcas marched so long that he was accustomed to giving orders in his broken voice.

With the addition of drugs and the bonus of the effect of Wilcas's storm command skill, these soldiers of the half-moon collar came out mentally and a little tired, and their energy was like beating chicken blood, and under the encouragement of Wilkas, one by one their spirits were also raised.

"Good!" It is not a big problem for a Nord person with a normal constitution to go sleepless for three days and three nights, and the mental exhaustion of this day and night is no worse for them.

"One! Two! ......" Soon, the neat trumpet sounded again, and the pace of more than a thousand soldiers gradually integrated together, and the frequency and stride length gradually accelerated with the trumpet.

"Knock...... Knock ...... "The footsteps of so many people are integrated into one place, like a drum, with the feet as the hammer and the ground as the drum......

Ammid finally saw the "cavalry" he imagined, where was the cavalry, it was clearly the infantry that charged all the way!

The barricades are useful for the cavalry, because under the extremely fast charge of the cavalry, they can only choose to slow down when they see the barricades in front of them, otherwise they will only have to turn their horses on their backs. But under the charge of these infantrymen, the barricades in front of them are completely like chicken ribs, and with just one order, the infantry can bypass them from the other side!

How can the infantry charge so long?! Ammid was now preoccupied with the question, ignoring even the suffocation of the enemy coming in a neat line.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!" By the time Amid came back to his senses, the infantrymen from the opposite side were already within his range.

"Raise your shield!" Raising the shield and running, this is a compulsory subject that Wei Xu requires of these warriors, this kind of action can greatly reduce the casualties caused by the opposing archers to our personnel, and create enough opportunities for us to get close to the archers.

This movement slightly messed up the otherwise neat pace, but it quickly recovered.

The "tuk tuk ......" arrows kept hitting the shield, making a sound of gold and iron. A rain of arrows fell, and only one of the team was injured! More arrows flew over the heads of these warriors. Because the distance between the front and back is already large when platooning this kind of charging team, for the soldier who was injured in the middle, the moment he fell to the ground, the soldier behind had enough time to spontaneously divide the opening, so that the soldier would not be trampled.

"Crossbow bolts! Put! Listening to the rain of arrows coming to an end, Wilcas immediately ordered to give back the attack he had just received.

For the use of a crossbow machine that has been wound in advance, the Half-Moon Leader warriors are several times faster than those in the Rift, who are still drawing their bows.

Soon, the Rift Valley Leader warriors, who were still organizing the second wave of arrow rain, looked at the oncoming arrow rain and raised their shields in a panic. Of course, those who raised their shields were quick to react, and some of them were not so lucky, and a wave of arrows took away nearly a hundred Rift Territory warriors.

Here, Wilkas didn't wind up after shooting the first wave with people, and hung the crossbow machine directly on his back, and at the same time drew the long sword at his waist. At this distance, a wave of crossbow arrows is enough, and the next thing is hand-to-hand combat with a white knife and a red knife!

"Kill!" With Wilcas's angry shout, more than a thousand soldiers followed by him also shouted angrily. Although this kind of angry shouting lacked the terrifying ability of Nord's battle cry, it still shocked the Rift Commander soldiers in front of them who were forcibly pulled into battle after diarrhea roared in their ears and lost their minds.

Soon, the red tide was drowning the warriors of the Rift Collar. Under the pressure of this momentum, the hand-to-hand combat basically kicked off with the first wave of the half-moon collar's victory.

In terms of strength and the quality of the soldiers, the army of the Rift Valley Territory was more than a step behind the wave of reinforcements brought back by Wilkas. In addition, the warriors of the Half Moon Collar came with the momentum of the charge, and the warriors of the Rift Collar had just been drugged by Dacula, and the battle quickly came to an end.

"Harald, that's it." Ammid, who had just fled to the mouth of the Horsgar Valley with dozens of guards, suddenly stopped. "You take a few people to go first, and I'll stay behind."

Harald hesitated for a moment, and then continued to run forward without looking back. Both of them are smart people, and they know each other very well, so it is not suitable for any woman to act at this time. The victory in hand was literally gone, and they didn't expect that the damn brotherhood would get involved, and they didn't expect that the half-moon reinforcements far away in Blamd would come back so quickly. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is easy to say, but who has done it?

It was Wilcas who led the pursuers, and with his ability bonus, it would not be difficult for them to catch up with these remnants. However, as soon as he turned the valley mouth, he saw the general of the Rift Valley-Leader in front of him. This guy obviously didn't want to escape, he had already drawn his matching sword and looked desperate.

Can you work so hard? Wilcas raised his hand to stop the surrounding warriors, and slowly walked in front of the general with a shield sword in his hand.

"Drink!" Before Wilcas could gain a foothold, Ammid launched a sharp attack.

For this kind of attack, Wilcas raised his shield lightly as if he had expected it, just enough to block the sword that stabbed him in the throat.