Bol City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The war from the north has finally reached this border town. Under the chill of late autumn, the people of Boer could only huddle and shiver, and an even greater fear befell Boer City.

Like a giant's whip, the sudden Vitan army directly dealt a heavy blow to this frontier town in the Great Wilderness where a large number of adventurers gathered.

First, the city of Io was broken, and what followed was not the expected Vitan soldiers, but a large number of displaced people.

This group of outcasts includes fugitives from the Northlands, but there are also some western residents, and the frenzied attacks of the trolls and the Vitan army have spread to many places, and the wooden fences in small places cannot withstand these outlaw armies retreating from the battlefield of the Northlands, and only the tall boulder walls can give these outcasts a sense of security.

Faced with this overwhelming wave of displaced people, Wood, the ruler of Boer City, rejected them in the most ruthless way.

Perhaps it was the acumen of the aristocracy, but far behind the group of outcasts were the crazed army of trolls and the red-eyed Vitan troops, who were trying to use this primitive strategy of driving the outcasts to create chaos and then attack suddenly.

Seeing that the strategy failed, the city of Boer ushered in a raging battle.

Among the enemies are not only crazy trolls, but also ogres, primitive and violent creatures that violently attack the psychology of the defenders of Boer.

The cannigre, with its savage, cruel, and tyrannical personality, is also regarded as a variant of the troll, but often this low-intelligence race is also endowed with physical strength comparable to the peak of bronze from the heavens.

But this is not a reason for the city of Bol to be afraid.

Bol City occupies the main road on the edge of this great wilderness, although the trade route is not very prosperous, but relying on the great wilderness, Viscount Wood still has enough confidence to destroy these barbaric enemies.

Within the coverage of Boer City, counting the villages and towns, there are hundreds of thousands of people, and the soldiers stationed in Boer are only 5,000.

You must know that in this kind of hilly area, it is difficult for the army to march, and even the merchants who chase profit feel that the transportation cost is too high and abandon this trade route.

It was with a garrison of 5,000 that Viscount Wood firmly controlled the city of Boer.

The 5,000 garrison here is no ordinary army.

They were real regular soldiers, detached from production, a violent machine that existed exclusively for war, and every year this group of soldiers slaughtered countless outlaws, strong enough to deter all small soldiers.

Five thousand soldiers pulled out, the mighty army was very deterrent, and with the backdrop of the wilderness, Viscount Wood was not short of money.

Three thousand regular city guards, armed with sturdy and lightweight chain mail, equipped with shields, swords, helmets, and crossbows. A thousand heavy infantrymen, clad in heavy plate armor and a large shield made of steel, wielded a spear made of special craftsmanship comparable to a semi-enchanted weapon. The rest were Viscount Wood's own soldiers, two elite soldiers of five hundred men.

Of course, in addition to these elite infantry, Wood also has a cavalry team in areas where this kind of cavalry cannot be deployed, but this team can only be regarded as a ragtag army of the nobility of Boer City.

In addition to the two hundred scouts who were destroyed by Wang Xiaotian, Pol also had more than 800 cavalry, who had not experienced the actual combat of cavalry, but was equipped with standard equipment such as knightly spears, knightly short shields and hand crossbows, as a deterrent, this cavalry was enough to support the scene.

Relying on these forces, Wood was completely unafraid of the seemingly strong and barbaric, but in fact chaotic stragglers.

True group combat is different from fighting between adventurers.

Adventurers pay attention to flexible evasion, as well as pay attention to combat skills, and the army, often cultivate offensive and defensive capabilities, generally large-scale battles, the army is formed into a formation, team cooperation, unified command, and adventurers often do not exceed ten people, with sneak attack, entanglement and hard resistance and other tactics to fight.

In the face of these beastly armies, which are not even adventurers, Wood estimates that it is a matter of a large infantry attack, combined with several heavy crossbow fire.

But he didn't dare to do it, because behind the ogre stood the Vitan army of trolls and some of the remnants.

It was a terrifying army that had been razed to the ground in Io City, and the elite of a hundred battles who had retreated from the meat grinder of war in the Northlands, no matter how bad they were, it was more than enough to level a Boer city.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the goal of this remnant army of Vitan is the Great Wilderness.

Although the western border of Io City was destroyed, in fact, the strength of the western nobles was still incomparable to the remnants of the Vitan army.

Due to the absence of Count Andy, the dragons are leaderless, and there is a chamber of commerce named Violet wandering among the major nobles, under the strange political struggle, the power of the west has not been condensed at all.

But with the city of Io shattered and the bloated war machine of the West, this behemoth slowly working, some nobles are beginning to truly show their power.

And the remnants of Vitan have only one way, to escape into the wilderness.

From Io to the Great Wilderness, throughout the west, and then looking at the strength of the frontiers, that is, the strength of a Boer city is weak, and the hilly area near Boer is just right to block the pursuit, then the goal of the Vitan Army is obvious.

The ogre in front of him is obviously nothing more than a vanguard force that is not even cannon fodder.

Wood's original intention was to try to communicate with the Vitans, and he promised to lock down the city of Boer, never take a step out of the city, and let the Vitans cross the west into the wilderness.

But apparently, the Vitan side was frightened by the crazy nobles in the Northlands, they overestimated the bottom line of the western nobles, and the trolls felt that this was a trap, once they crossed the city of Boer, the retreat was blocked, in case of an ambush in the wilderness, they would definitely suffer heavy losses.

Therefore, this part of the vanguard was stubborn in its desire to capture Bol.

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Behind the city of Bol, the refugees had to set up makeshift camps in the wilderness.

The tents are of different shapes, some are crooked, some are simply a piece of cloth, and some even have only one shelf......

In the noisy camp, the cries of children, the shouts of adults, and all kinds of noises converged into a hodgepodge of chaotic times.

The hilly corridors in front of you, and the vicious ogres in the back.

The refugees wept and comforted their children, some in the hope of the gods' bounty, others in the hope that the city of Boer would defeat the ferocious demons......

Among the hungry refugees, all of them had gray eyes and could not see a glimmer of light.