At dusk, hurried footsteps and bells rang in all corners of the manor, and more than thirty guards, as well as seventeen elite mercenaries temporarily assembled, armed and rushed to the front hall in a short time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Macuro held the white tasseled helmet in his hand, and he stepped in.

Everyone remained silent, and they looked at the young baron, Marcuro, with a blank expression, but when he was equipped with a full set of [Moonlight], he had an incomparably sharp temperament.

This time, to some extent, he can be said to be careless. At first, according to the secret information, he received the news of the return of the battleship "Mayflower" to port, and the large amount of supplies that came with it - he had thought that those guys needed some time to recuperate, but in fact, he was also in full swing to prepare. But unexpectedly, the opponent did not play his cards according to common sense at all, and on the day the battleship returned, he launched a decisive all-out attack on his side.

Very hasty situation.

He raised his gaze and looked at the guards and mercenaries in front of him—the guards were members of the Escud family, and their loyalty was needless to say. And these mercenaries are also some veterans with good reputations. "Song of the Ashes", "Rock", and "Blue Feather", these signboards are well-known in Afron and in the northern land of the kingdom.

"The enemy is coming, and there are many of them."

Macuro stood in front of everyone, his gaze as if he were looking at the skyrocketing fire in the red sunset in the distance, "However, the city guards will receive news soon." And my cousin, Miss Lena Barros, has been staying with the Lord's Guard for the past few days, and these are our reinforcements. There is only one thing we need to do at the moment, break through! ”

His finger pointed to the map of Afron hanging on the wall, in the middle of Buffalo Avenue in the city's southern suburbs.

"Lord Baron, shall we rush towards this place with all our might?"

One of the mercenaries asked. He was dressed in brown bison leather armor, and he made special reinforcement protection in several key positions on his chest and abdomen - Heinrich, the leader of the "Song of Ashes" mercenary group, and behind him, the two captains of the mercenary group were also here at this time.

Rolfes, the captain of the Third Brigade, is a tall, muscular man with a knack for using giant scythes, and his heavy armor of steel makes him look like a beast;

Biden, the captain of the Second Brigade, has a baby-faced face that seems much younger than his real age, and he is a sword and shield warrior known for his superb shield skills.

In addition, there were also many good players of this mercenary group present.

Coupled with the other two mercenary groups, "Rock" and "Cangyu", although the number of these mercenaries in the front hall of the manor is not too many, they are enough elite compared to their enemies.

Because, according to the understanding, of the local detachment of more than 2,000 men, only about the average person has completed the basic combat occupation, and less than one in ten has reached the middle stage of the inauguration, including all the officers.

They are not afraid!

……

Calis took the lead. News of the events in the city of Afron spread rapidly, and pedestrians and vendors took refuge from the main streets into the corners of nearby alleys, and the merchants along the streets closed their doors. Other idle guys who had nothing to do and were interested in watching the excitement crowded into the tavern, and they enthusiastically discussed the trend of the city lord's mansion and the kingdom's navy being tense and about to merge with each other, and some even opened a gambling game.

Which side will be the winner?

If history had not deviated at this moment, Glo knew that from this day on, it would be the beginning of the Escud family's dominance of the port city of Afron.

The continuous houses made of wood were burned in flames, and taking advantage of this chaotic situation, some daring wandering mercenaries and underground gangsters mingled together, and they tried to fish in troubled waters and do evil wantonly......

"Shameful scoundrel!"

Calis shouted on his warhorse. He swung his long sword, bringing out a silver arc of light, as the blade fell, a middle-aged man with bald hair fell under his sword, blood splattered, in front of him, a young woman with a bit of enchanting purple sat on the ground, her clothes were torn, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, she looked at the knight on the horse, her eyes were terrified, and she was so frightened that she couldn't move for a while......

"Calis, we don't have much time, don't worry about it."

Behind him, an officer with a mounted gun reminded. In fact, within the kingdom's navy, they have carried out countless deductions, and the overall absolute strength of the enemy is above them, and if they fall into a long and fierce battle, it is almost a sure thing to fall into defeat - the only opportunity is to launch a decisive blow against the Escud family while those dogs who are fighting for the tiger have not yet assembled.

For a period of time, they temporarily had a numerical advantage - in the streets, more than 2,000 heavily armed soldiers gathered into a dense torrent of black pressure, even if that baron, as an existence of the [Awakening Realm], known as the "Sword Skill Chosen One", the numerical advantage was enough to erase the gap in individual combat power-

In "Strife", no matter how brave a knight is, it is impossible to be trapped in the enemy's battle array for a long time.

The advance procession of the kingdom's navy crossed half of the city, and no one dared to stop them at this time. The shouts of the soldiers resounded in the sky.

"Kia, are you afraid?"

The boiling voices grew closer to his ears, and Macuro stepped onto his silvermane and spoke to his sister. The young girl, who had completed her battle inauguration last year, stood beside him and muttered:

"Brother, are you going to kill those bad guys?"

Macuro nodded.

"But I don't like war at all. Are the bad guys trying to bully us? ”

She asked, her eyes flickering, and the old butler next to her, Feron, carefully checked her armor again, in addition to this, the other young people of the Escud family's generation also gathered around Marcoolo, they were also ready for battle, as border nobles, they were not afraid of fighting.

"Right...... So, this fight, it's time for us to go. ”

Macuro took a breath and his mind became firm, but the latter sentence was addressed to the guards and mercenaries. In front of the Clover Manor, the sound of enemy horses' hooves and footsteps could be heard in the distance, and the setting sun shone on the bright sword, and the golden halo swung like ripples—a team of more than sixty people crashed head-on against the great torrent.