I saw that Walls was riding his hunting horse, this hunting horse was very fast, and the robbers' steppe horses had no chance to catch up with Walls, not to mention that their horses did not have a good rest at all.

Before they knew it, they followed Walls in a circle, and when they returned to their place, they suddenly found that their companion here had died.

At this time, this group of robbers found out that they had been tricked, and their interests blinded them, they wanted to get the position of captain, and more importantly, they wanted to get the legendary thing.

But now they will never have a chance, and they will face death soon.

Walls raised his sword and rushed towards the group of bandits, and his men also abandoned the formation of the shield wall, they had just fought a fierce battle with some of the steppe bandits here, it was a one-sided massacre, and they were not vulnerable at all.

This is normal, because they have not been well rested at all, and it is simply a fool's dream to win a battle like this in which they do not have a superior number of people.

Most of the remaining robbers know that this group of guys is not ordinary people, and it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose if this fights.

"We want our captain's body back, agree to our request, and we'll leave." One of the robbers said suddenly.

The request seemed reasonable, and they saw the fate of their side about to lose, so they started negotiations.

Want to get the captain's body back?

Wall pondered as he rode his horse, and he seemed to see that the bandits seemed to be interested in being captains, as evidenced by the desperate pursuit they had just made of themselves.

Now that Walls has the upper hand, wouldn't it be too much for this group of robbers to take advantage of the corpse just like this?

"No, we refuse, and now you don't have a chance to negotiate terms with us." Walls' voice was sonorous and powerful, which made the group of robbers die.

I don't know who ran out first, this robber doesn't seem to care about his own life, such a scene naturally drove all the people, all the robbers rushed up, and they still have ten left

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Many, these dozen or so robbers want to fight to the death, and it seems that what they want is very tempting to them.

Everything was in vain, and they would never get what this group of robbers risked their lives to rob.

When Walls raised his sword and cut down the last of the fleeing bandits, it was all over.

"What are the casualties?" Walls asked James.

"There are three people injured, but rest assured, all three of them are slightly injured, and I believe that it will not be long before the soldiers will be alive and kicking up soon." James was quick to reply that he always began to count the wounded after the battle was over, and that the wounded would certainly receive the treatment they deserved under his care.

"Your command is good." Walls said to Resarit, this is to tell the truth, after all, he has lured most of the robbers away, and the rest of the command is handed over to Ellen, but Ellen is obviously not as good as Ressarit's command skills.

Resarit commanded his soldiers to quickly line up the shield wall formation, and was able to defeat the bandits with few casualties. It really deserves praise.

"Captain, we found a guy who was playing dead." Jack walked up to Walls with a robber in his hand.

The thief's long-eyed thief is none other than Aslun.

"What's your name?" Walls asked.

"Aslon, sir." Asren was now a prisoner, and he could only be polite to Walls.

Walls picked up his sword, which was still stained with blood.

"It's your companion's blood, and I don't think you want to be stabbed, right, so I want you to answer my question truthfully."

"Yes sir, I know, I will definitely answer." Aslun said tremblingly, he knew that this man had killed many of his companions, and he was the one who led such a team to defeat him.

The armies of the Nord kingdom have assembled at Castle Derberg. Countless flags have been raised, the largest of which is none other than the banner of King Ragnar.

It was a blue background with a crow's flag depicted.

"I want to know for

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What Salton Yar hasn't come yet? King Ragnar asked his vassals.

"Your Majesty, I'm sure he'll be here soon, so don't worry." Tuyaal stood up and said at this time.

A hint of anger crossed King Ragnar's face, he didn't want anything to go wrong on his part.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go first, and let Salton Yar go directly to Fort Repalet." A young man suddenly stood up and said.

It was an unfamiliar face, at least none of the lords present had ever seen such a young man?

Is this a new knight for King Ragnar?

But looking at his dress, it obviously doesn't look like it, but it seems to have the temperament of a businessman.

The man who came was none other than Hewitt, who had gone to Wocheze, who was now a courtier of King Ragnar, and his army became part of King Ragnar's army.

Ragnar was very happy about Hewitt's joining his army, after all, it was a time of war, and if there were not enough troops, then defeat would follow, and besides, who didn't like to have more troops.

Therefore, King Ragnar left Hewitt by his side and continued to lead his original troops, unlike before, now the supreme command fell into the hands of King Ragnar.

Although Hewitt's subordinates may not have cared much about the king's orders.

Hewitt led a team of fifty men, which was left of Hewitt's careful selection. If he wants to build his reputation quickly, then winning more with less is a good way to do it.

"Well, so be it, order everyone, get ready to go!" Ragnar waved his hand, and this time he personally led the army, which was about to hit Svadia hard.

Ragnar's army began to advance, and on the other side, the army of the Swadia kingdom had its own arrangements.

Edgars, the "Iron Knight", was approaching Fort Repolet with an elite army of King Harlaus, and was followed by the Earls of Craggs, Earl of Berlands, and Count Melte, who had been drawn back from the Great Army of the Southern Expedition.

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