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This is Yeovil.

A small town with a population of about 10,000 people.

In the office of the Lord's Mansion, a man in cyan armor stared solemnly at the large map spread out on the office desktop, and a drop of sweat on his forehead dripped onto the map, forming a water stain.

"It's not good." He didn't bother to wipe the water stain away, and his gaze became grim.

His name was Jester, the King's Army, who defended the safety of Yeovil, and the commander of the Lower Knights.

Two months earlier, he had been stationed in Yeovil with his Order of Knights on the orders of the court.

The purpose is nothing else, to fight the rebels.

Yeovil is the third largest town in Somerset, and the economy is about the same size as Taunton and Weston the Shore, which are the first and second largest towns, and they are all towns close to the coast, however, two months ago, a rebel army suddenly appeared around Taunton and Weston the Sea, and captured these two cities in a lightning flash. No one knows where they came from, only that they were mixed with beggars, tenant farmers, and other lower classes, and they simply killed most of the garrison with sudden momentum, and then took nearly half of Somerset's territory.

Due to the severe shortage of troops, the local lord appealed to the court for help, and Jester was given the opportunity to come to the city.

"The defense equipment has been demolished, and if you do it again, you won't be able to catch up in time, so you should focus on the repair of the city wall?"

After more than a month of hard fighting, the Lower Knights recaptured most of the land, and the casualties were controlled in the tens figures, after all, their opponents were just a group of untrained ordinary people in the eyes of the knights, and they were inferior to them even in terms of tactics, how could they win?

However, just when the knights of the Order felt that they were about to annihilate the rebels and return triumphantly, another army appeared on the southern sea.

They were a coalition of Saxons and Anglos.

Germanic barbarians!

As soon as the barbarians landed on the shore, they destroyed the coastal cities one by one with their great force, having breached Salisbury near Yeovil a week earlier, and even camped outside the walls of Yeovil.

Facing the threat of the barbarians, Jester led the knights to bear the brunt, however, what he didn't expect was that the group of barbarians was well-trained, and even the weakest subordinates had reached the early stage of the second order!

Fortunately, their own numbers were superior, and after several setbacks, they were able to resist them outside the wall.

However, after a week of fighting, nearly half of their knights also died.

"Damn, let's just send more people to repair the defenses for the time being, the strength is okay for the time being, yes, no problem......" Jester grabbed a quill and marked a few points on the map.

His heart was full of pain.

This is not only to lament the loss of these lives, but also to lament that it took the Knights more than a month to regain most of the land, and that they were once again occupied by the rebels on their way to resist the barbarians.

But this is also a loss that cannot be done, it is he who ordered the soldiers to abandon the territory and return to the town. Because the danger of the barbarians is obviously greater now, if you don't concentrate your forces to repel the barbarians, the whole county will fall, Jester knows better than anyone else.

"The main problem now is ......"

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

The sound is unrhythmic and seems to be a little heavy.

Jester's heart was cold, but he still insisted on shouting, "Come in." ”

The door slowly opened, and a dusty knight saluted and entered the room.

"Report to the head of the delegation, the representations made to the court a few days ago have been replied."

"Above...... How so? Jester's voice trembled.

"Yes, the instructions given by the palace tell us to continue to hold the city, and send the main force to destroy the rebels and barbarians with all our might, as for which side is preferred, it is up to us to decide. And...... The request for reinforcement was denied. ”

Syllable!

Jester slammed his fist on the table.

Although he had guessed the result, he was furious the moment he heard it.

Are you kidding!

Don't they know what's going on here? , the report is not clear enough!? The lives of three thousand knights! Three thousand knights are desperately defending the town in order to maintain the current state of confrontation.

If you want to defeat the enemy, what do you do without sending reinforcements? Do you want us to hit each other three by ourselves? Now that the numerical advantage no longer exists, how can we win?

"So, what about supply support? Half a month ago, I should have submitted it! Jester scratched his head, trying to ease the confusion.

"This is passed, but ......" the knight's expression was a little heavy, "it seems that we were stopped by the rebels on the way, and according to the secret agent's report, our supply route has been exposed in the previous few days." ”

"What......!"

"Report!"

A loud sound reached the ears of the two of them.

Before Jester could finish speaking, a junior knight in the same attire trotted in.

"What's wrong?" Jester was a little frightened.

"Report to the regiment commander, there is an enemy attack in the northwest direction!"

"The barbarians again?" Jester frowned, "Immediately go to battle, you guys also hurry up and follow me to the city wall, and by the way, inform the construction team, and call the soldiers to prepare to defend the city!" ”

Jester flicked his cloak and walked briskly out of the office towards the city gate.

"That ......" the junior knight was stunned, "please stay, Captain!" The enemy is not a barbarian! ”

……

Get your weapons ready.

Jester climbed the arrow tower that towered over the wall and reached the top of the wall.

Looking down, there was a black pressure in the distance, and under the scorching sun, the sand and dust were everywhere.

A large number of defenders had gathered here, and when they saw Jester, they immediately saluted.

"Report to the head of the regiment, the city guard crossbow and the magic throat cannon are ready."

"What is the number of enemy troops?" Jester asked.

"...... the enemy?" The defenders of the report were visibly stunned.

Jester instantly noticed that something was wrong, and he immediately reacted: "Could it be that the attacker is not a Germanic barbarian?" ”

"Report to the head of the regiment, no signs of a barbarian attack have been found. The enemy appeared from the northwest. The defender replied.

"Northwest? Isn't that a stronghold of the rebels? Lend me the magic mirror to look at it. Jester took the prop from the defender's waist and held it in front of him, looking into the distance.

The Magic Mirror is a prop with the [Eagle Eye] attribute that can be easily seen in the distance when placed in front of your eyes.

I saw that the black pressed piece gradually showed its outline, and there were at least hundreds of them.

Some of them have four legs, some have sharp fangs, and some are more than ten meters long, and they have a variety of postures, but they have a uniform name......

"Warcraft!?"

Jester exclaimed in surprise.