Chapter Twenty-Six: Trembling with Fear

"Your Majesty, you see, this is my latest recruit of a warrior, Hogben, who has killed many pirates at sea." Maligapoye quickly called out one of the men behind him.

It was a middle-aged man in his 30s, he was bald and had a short black beard.

He had strong limbs, which was the reason why he was able to kill the pirates, and his eyes looked so fierce that some timid fellows would be scared half to death if they fought with others.

"Your Majesty, I also have a warrior. It's also my latest recruit. Belgarupoye came out and said.

A tall warrior walked out from behind Belgarupoye, and a smug smile appeared on Belgarupoye's face at this time.

"Your Majesty, I'm Aikin, and I'm the warrior Belgarupoye recently recruited."

Ai Jin came out with a big grin and said, he was tall, but he was the tallest of all the people here.

He can be said to be a giant, of course, he is still far from a real giant. But in the current crowd, I believe everyone can call him a giant.

"Very well, I want you to make a name for yourself in this war." King Yarogark said that he had seen three warriors, and these three warriors seemed to be a group of people with strong martial arts, and with such talents, how could he not worry that his war would not be won.

At the same time, he looked at the faces in the hall, and he knew that his lord would obey his orders and obediently recruit some warriors.

Needless to say, some of the lords began to report the excellent warriors they had recruited during this period of time, and they wanted to behave well in front of King Yarogerk.

After all, if the territory is gained, there is no doubt that the king of Yarogark will definitely give it to those who obey him.

Seeing that his lords were full of gains, King Yarogark knew that it was time for him to behave.

"My vassals, you have recruited excellent warriors, so I will show you the warriors I have recruited."

King Yarogerk, as the initiator of this war, was of course ready, and he had one of his guards bring in the warriors he had recruited.

After a while, a young man with a scar all over his face appeared in front of everyone.

"Don't look at his face all the scars and think he's been defeated many times. In fact, he failed once. "King Yarogark walked to the side of his warriors.

"Ayers, that's his name." King Yarogark introduced him to his vassals.

At this time, Ayres didn't pay attention to these lords at all, and there was a domineering aura in his eyes, which no one present.

The scar-faced bandit captain immediately approached Wall, and his men were divided into two teams, which began to outflank from the left and right, and they saw that there were not enough cavalry in Wall's troops, and were ready to use the flanking method to trap Wall's troops to death.

However, the gap in equipment was reflected at this time, although Wall's mercenary cavalry did not have so many numbers, but they did not fall behind in the fight with these steppe bandits, and after a while, several steppe bandits who scuffled with the mercenary cavalry were killed.

At the same time, several steppe robbers threw out with javelins, which were not very powerful.

But if you are hit, there is still a terrible damage, after all, Wall's troops are not a regular army, but fortunately, most of Wall's soldiers have a strong shield.

These javelins that were suddenly thrown had no chance of hitting Wall's soldiers, but there was also a group of people who were not so lucky, they didn't have a shield, and unfortunately, they could have been hit by a sneak attack.

Then, a bloody hole will appear behind them.

This is the battlefield, and such a situation is not possible, and Walls can only pray that his soldiers will reduce the casualties a little.

He was now facing his opponent, with a scar on his face that looked particularly scary, but to Walls, it was a disgusting earthworm.

Walls rode his hunting horse, which galloped in the wind, and it seemed fearless, like a warrior, and it liked its master, and it was a man worthy of harnessing.

Just when Walls rode it to kill Fagan with one move, this spiritual horse knew how powerful his master was.

Walls held his one-handed sword, the one he knew best.

Of all his weapons, Walls had been using one-handed weapons the longest, and his one-handed sword looked like it was broken after many battles.

Although it was not very serious, it still affected Wall's combat effectiveness, but it was easy to deal with this bandit.

As soon as the two clashed, the scarface was knocked to the ground. It's the same as it was in Fagan's time.

Walls looked at the steppe bandit captain he had killed in front of him, and the hideous scar on his face looked like a dead snake at this time.

Ellen had already hacked to death a steppe robber who had taken off his horse, and the prairie robber had wanted to take Jack's head, but this was obviously impossible, and he was immediately discovered by Ellene, and in the next second, the robber was killed by Ellene.

The mercenary cavalry had excelled in this battle, and it was clear that their sturdy horses had helped them a lot.

Walls looked at his dear hunting horse, a hunting horse that was his good companion and had been doing well ever since he had received it from Mamuenboye.

"Leave a living mouth." Walls said to his men that he needed to know what these steppe bandits were up to.

Soon one of his men brought the only survivor of the team to him.

The steppe robber looked unsightly, his hair was stained with blood, and he had a cut on his left arm, which he had left over from the war.

"Tell me why you're intercepting us." Walls asked coldly.

The only surviving steppe bandit looked trembling.

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