When others heard it, they couldn't help but have a little more respect for Martin.

At first, the water in the reservoir must not be clean, but everyone is still used to fetching water from the river. Once the war starts, let alone muddy water, anything can be drunk.

"Remember to clean the pool before activating it. I don't want to drink muddy water. ”

The stonemason smiled bitterly and agreed.

Not to mention the stonemasons, including the knights, almost everyone was unconsciously accustomed to the feeling of being ordered by this young lord. As long as someone can solve every puzzle constantly, who cares if he is fourteen or forty years old?

Three days!

Three exciting and hectic days.

Throughout Lorraineburg, everyone is busy. Even Martin himself sleeps less than four hours a day.

This is already a torment for Martin, a weak guy.

But everyone can't do without him. Often Sylvie or Coolden here are worried about him and force him to sleep, and something bad will happen over there and ask him to preside over it.

There's no way, if you know a little about engineering and internal affairs, Martin is the only one.

The people were busy moving, first valuables, then food, then clothes and sundries. The dirt and stone road, which is more than 500 meters long, has already been stepped on extremely smooth.

The carpenters had erected the wooden gates, and were about to get busy building the barns and the houses where the inhabitants lived. It's late autumn, this is the seaside climate, I don't know when there will be an autumn rain, and the already small amount of grain will be moldy or something, even if the orcs don't come, they will starve to death.

The stonemasons dug the pond and were busy building stairs on the slope. After all, the slope is too steep, safety is safe, and it is inconvenient for people and horses to go up and down.

Army engineers were busy disassembling and installing the stone-throwing machines in the old fort to a new location. After the installation is completed, the parameters such as the shooting elements must be adjusted in advance. Martin has already set a detailed target area for them.

In addition, there are various preparations for war......

However, just when Martin thought that the new Lorrainburg would have plenty of time to survive the most difficult start-up period, war – came unexpectedly.

"Orcs, orcs are coming!" a disorganized knight servant, with him and his horse, made the best note of the ferocity of the enemy.

Arrow!

The whole back is full of arrows, whether it is a human or a horse's buttocks, densely packed like a porcupine, and it looks extremely miserable.

As soon as the war horse came back, it neighed and fell, struggling on the ground, and when Charlie saw it, he couldn't help but turn out his short sword and give the horse a slap on the neck.

It seemed that the servant should have died three times, but his most serious injury was the one he fell from.

"Hell, I'm fine, just don't let those damn trash arrows get in further. Charlie, thank you for lending me leather armor, otherwise I'll be finished. Hu Cong struggled to his feet with the support of his brothers.

"No, you don't have to get up, you just sit and report. It was only then that Martin saw that the servant was wearing two sets of armor. On the outside is a set of armor made of thin iron sheets, and on the inside is a layer of leather armor one thumb thick.

It wasn't as exaggerated as the three-piece leather armor, chain mail, and armor that the lord wore, but at least it saved the guy's life. When the goblin's degraded short arrows pierced through the armor, all kinetic energy was reduced to a minimum, and it was no longer possible to penetrate the leather armor inside.

So the scene became that the other knights took off the armor behind this guy with all their hands and feet, and then pulled arrows for him, and he gasped for breath and reported.

Sure enough, the orcs came down from the mountain, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, they were in the largest mountain pass to the west. Hu Cong gasped to the side, and he said in a frightened tone: "Sorry, I can't see clearly enough, I can only confirm that there are at least a thousand orcs on the other side, about a hundred black orcs, and three thousand goblins." Young lord, I'm sorry, I want to see it more clearly, but the other party's goblin wolf cavalry has already caught up, and I almost can't come back. ”

Martin could understand how hard it was to be a scout. The best scouts are the best, smartest standard-bearers, and they deserve to be rewarded.

Martin smiled and untied his dagger, "Scout, your name is." ”

Thomas ...... Young Lord, my name is Thomas. "Seeing the dagger, Thomas was a little unsure.

Martin raised the dagger in his hand and showed it to the knights around him: "In praise of Thomas's courage, I declare this dagger to Thomas." ”

"Wow!" the people around him boiled.

Looking at the dagger with a small sapphire inlaid even at the end of the hilt, everyone knew that it was worth a fortune. And it's the lord's reward, for the lower-level soldiers, they can go back and blow for a lifetime.

"Young lord, I'm ...... I ......" Thomas was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Martin patted him on the shoulder: "What do you have to say, you can say it after this fight." As long as Lorraine Castle continues to stand on this land, I will have a better reward for you and the brave soldiers. Go down and rest first, you will be needed for a later battle. ”

Nothing warms the heart like this encouragement and reward. Thomas almost choked up to tears.

Martin noticed that even with the protection of the leather armor, some of the limb connections were still stuck with arrows of short arrows, and Thomas suffered some flesh wounds.

It's a magical world, and because of the presence of priests and monks in Sigma, there are still healing techniques and everything. This does not have to be done in the early Middle Ages, where a red-hot iron must be used to burn the wound and kill the bacteria in the wound.

In fact, it is still not safe to use this method.

With something as unscientific as healing, at least it's a lot more convenient.

Martin also did not forget that there was only one Sigma monk in the whole of Lorraine Castle. He can already foresee the future.

Looking up at the sky, Martin said in a deep voice: "It seems that it will be a night battle......

Old man Kuden had a painful expression on his face: "Your father, and Grants, they died in the night battle, at the hands of the Black Orcs. ”

"Black orcs?"

"The advanced species of the green-skinned orcs, burlier, stronger, and more ferocious. With rock-like muscles and skin, and a crust on the throat, it is difficult to kill unless a cavalry charge forcibly pokes it with a cavalry spear. ”

Martin couldn't help but be awe-struck, and suddenly understood that there was a reason why so many races in this world had their own territories.

Orcs lack discipline and are easily worn to death by well-organized humans once they enter a large-scale decisive battle. But the orcs also have an orc way, and that is to fight at night.

Since it is impossible to play against the two armies, then force humans to fight at night and fight in a melee battle. In this way, the orc's individual advantage can be brought into full play.

The orcs are messing around, but not all of them.

It is no wonder that such a violent race has fought with humans and dwarves for thousands of years, and still dominates several of the Eight Peaks of Kalas, as well as rampaging the wilderness area, no one can beat it.