In the unnamed hills of the Kalburn region, brutal and bloody battles between the Frisian lords and the militia continue.

The militia, which was originally composed of nearly 50 people, was now less than 30 people, almost half of them were killed or wounded, and the rest were all wounded.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as we can continue to hold on, there will definitely be reinforcements to support us!" Askar fought to the death with the enemy, while constantly encouraging the militia on the hill.

Askar's only hope now is a call for help from the Pioneer Battalion in the Calburn area, but that hope has become smaller and smaller as time has passed.

Even though the hope was getting slimmer and slim, even if more and more people were falling around her, Askar still did not give up, because she knew that if she gave up at this time, she might be torn to pieces by the cavalry that rushed up in the next moment.

Therefore, as long as the enemy rushes up the hill, she is often the first to rush up and engage the enemy, and she is constantly encouraging the few militia members to continue to hold on until reinforcements appear, even if this so-called reinforcement is only their unilateral idea.

But this is their only and last hope, and although this hope has begun to gradually turn into hope, Askar is unwilling to give up until the last moment.

Even if people keep falling by her side, she still doesn't want to give up.

Even if Aska didn't know how much time she could fight, she still didn't want to give up.

Even though there are more than ten deep wounds on her body that remind her of her limits, she is still unwilling to give up.

But fortunately, among the more than ten deep bones, none of them were fatal, so she persevered all the way.

But even so, because of the limited time, these wounds were only bandaged simply, and once there was strenuous exercise, Askar's wounds would still bleed profusely, which made Askar's movements gradually slow and sluggish.

If it hadn't been for the friend who played with her from childhood to adulthood just now, she would probably have fallen on this land for the first time like everyone else.

Now Askar supports her actions with a single faith, and she wants to bring all her companions who came out with her back to her hometown alive.

Even if there is no support.

Even if the enemy is several times larger than they are at this time.

Even if the enemy is the most elite cavalry team directly under the four lords.

She had always believed in it.

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But the reality is completely opposite to what she believes, because the militia forces at this time have reached their limit!

And these militias were not elite, at the beginning the militia could still use the momentum of the other party to repel each other, and they could also fight with the cavalry led by Friesland, but as the battle deepened, especially when Bunier changed his tactics and began to send his cavalry in batches, he continued to attack the militia units in turn.

Even if they resisted the opponent's attacks again and again, more and more militiamen were killed in battle, but the attacks of the Friesian cavalry under the hill did not stop at all, and their defense line could only continue to shrink.

The rescue that Aska spoke of had never been seen, which made the morale of the militia lower and lower, because they knew that they probably would not be able to wait for the so-called rescue.

Even the militia in some other towns began to blame Askar for being nosy, and brought them to the hill as a place of death, so that they could not run now, and if Aska had not brought them here at that time, but scattered and fled, maybe there would have been a chance to escape, instead of waiting for death on the hill like this.

If it weren't for the fact that the cavalry led by Friesland happened to attack again, maybe there would have been an infighting in the militia first.

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If it was just the accusations of militiamen who didn't know other towns, it couldn't be put on Aska's heart at all, because she knew that her choice to stay on the hill and wait for help was the best choice at that time, and the other options were not impossible, but the hope was just as small.

So other people's accusations, for Aska don't matter at all, she is not responsible for anyone else, she is only responsible for herself and her partners.

In fact, Askar was gambling, betting on the time it would take for the troops of the Pioneer Battalion to arrive here.

Although she could guess and be sure, the vanguard battalion of the Zhenbei Corps would not allow the armies of the four major lords to so wantonly block the reinforcements of various provinces in the area between the Kalburn area and the Golden Lion City, because this would threaten not only the troops who came to reinforce, but even the logistics line of the vanguard battalion itself would be in danger.

But when exactly will the vanguard battalion send troops, how many troops will be sent, and when will the sent troops be able to reach this side?

Aska has no bottom in her heart, all she can do is hold on and wait!

But as time went by, as the people around them fell, the troops of the pioneer battalion they were looking forward to did not arrive, and the light of hope for their rescue became more and more dim.

As the battle continued, Aska's injuries continued to worsen, even a simple bandage could not stop the bleeding from the wound, and the severe blood loss from the wound made her movements more and more slow, her steps became heavier and heavier, and her physical strength was close to the limit.

If it weren't for the sharp pain of the wound that constantly stimulated her nerves, it was likely that even her consciousness might have begun to drift.

The cavalry led by Friesland, who fought with her, also clearly felt Aska's weakness, so they used their more powerful strength and physical strength than Askar to constantly adopt hard-hitting moves to force Askar to confront him head-on.

In an instant, Aska fell into an extremely passive situation, in just a few head-to-head confrontations, she was in danger, the opponent's constant pressure, so that she could hardly breathe, if this continued, it would not take a few minutes, Askar would definitely die.

It's not that the militia around them don't want to come to support Askar, but they are all entangled in their respective enemies, and they can't get out to support Askar.

Just when Aska thought that he was in danger of escaping this time, he found that his opponent gradually slowed down the offensive in his hand, and then suddenly his face changed greatly, ignoring Aska, who was already at the end of the crossbow, and walked away directly.

At this time, Aska did not have any extra strength to stop the opponent, and Aska, whose physical strength had reached the limit, almost collapsed after the opponent broke away, and if it wasn't for the support of the long sword in his hand, he might have knelt directly on the ground.

Askar, who had just escaped from danger, didn't know what was going on, so he let the other party give up the victory that was almost in his hands and ran away in a hurry.