Sweetwater Village is a small border village, except for a few scattered houses outside the village, and the main villages are concentrated within a radius of less than a mile.

Of course, like most border towns, the local villages have relatively tall and strong walls for security reasons.

In order to protect the villagers from the threat of thieves and the unexpected threat of the border, the local fence is not a common wooden wall, but a relatively solid stone wall.

These stone walls, which surround the entire village are more than three meters high, are strong and thick, and bring lasting peace to the village.

The two gates of the wall, one south and one north, are the only access to the village.

Now, the gates, which were supposed to be closed only at night, have long been closed all day, and the walls are guarded by heavily armed soldiers.

If you get closer, you can still hear the sound of horses barking one after another, and it seems that the village is very lively.

Unfortunately, these horses were not used to cultivate the land, but real war horses, and many villagers' houses were vacated and turned into stables to accommodate these precious horses.

It has been raining for the last three days, and it is understandable to do so in order to keep the horses from getting wet.

Anyway, a large number of mercenaries and armed peasants have been driven away before, and let them sneak attack the demon camp, which can be regarded as making a lot of space for the noble knights in advance.

Five hundred knights, most of whom had titles, and their retinues and servants, numbered nearly two thousand five hundred Herodians, almost as many as the villagers.

Many of the old and weak villagers had been driven to the territory of Herod, leaving behind armed militiamen with fighting capacity and some strange cultists dressed differently from the locals.

The entire village had been de facto controlled by the Herodian army, separated from the Primorsky Territory, a situation that was nothing compared to the previous rebellion of self-government.

What these people want to do is to make the new lord retreat and abandon this important village on the border.

The demon lord Vincent has indeed begun to quell the rebellion, but does he really have the courage to use his skeletons to attack a village guarded by the elite knights of Herod?

If the attack fails, or if it cowers, it can be regarded as a very major blow to the demons, and it is also a victory that makes the Herodian people who are eager to restore the country excited for the whole country.

The little demon lord wouldn't be so self-conscious as to go against the entire kingdom, right?

At least that's what Carl, the deputy head of the Silver Wolf Knights, thinks, and intends to carry out orders like this.

Even if that's only a third of the Order's strength, it should be enough to deal with the worst of the undead.

With the assistance of militiamen, magicians, and cultists, he has the confidence to turn the village into a border fortress.

If that group of demons thought that they had defeated a few hundred rabbles and were qualified to challenge Herod's elite troops, then he wouldn't mind giving the monsters a big blow in the field.

The summer showers were heavy and heavy, and the clouds persisted for many days, leaving the village full of water and mud, which was not friendly to the knights and horses of the Order, but it was not good news for the slow and sluggish skeletons.

If they can't even walk, when will they be able to come to the village, put on a posture and face the inevitable fiasco?

While asking his subordinates to be on strict alert, Deputy Commander Karl asked his servants and the village militia to constantly strengthen the wall, prepare defensive equipment and supplies, and repeatedly deduce the big battle after the rain stopped with the militia leader Schalke.

"Either attack right away, or take us away."

In the largest longhouse in the village, a sharp-eyed, old-looking peasant man sat at a table, facing the chatter and ridicule of the deputy head and his subordinates, and expressed his opinion in an emotionless voice.

"Lord Wald, this time His Excellency the Prince has asked for a pardon for you, as long as you have defeated the demons, you will be allowed to return to the kingdom, why do you need to leave in such a hurry?"

Deputy Commander Karl responded kindly, which made the head of the militia, Schalke, frown even more.

"My son has already reported the situation, and the demons are very strong

, with excellent generals, bizarre weapons and thousands of skeleton soldiers, as well as healing mages and battle mages, it is not easy to deal with in the field."

In addition, his daughter became a slave of the Great Demon Clan for some reason, which also made Schalke feel extremely heavy.

The most unbelievable thing for him was that little Ninia, who was supposed to be well-behaved and obedient, actually clearly told his eldest brother that he didn't want to go home.

This is also not a family ugliness for outsiders.

"Indeed." Karl listened to Schalke's words and agreed with a respectful expression, "The local church has been bribed, and it actually sent cavalry guards to assist the monsters, which is the biggest reason for the defeat of the infantry before, ......just a few hundred miscellaneous soldiers."

"But don't worry, Your Excellency has sent a letter to the Council of Cardinals of the Church of Light and Order, asking all the noble lords to condemn this indecent and shameless act, and soon the local bishops will receive a warning and obediently return to Silver Dragon Castle."

Schalke looked at Karl with a relaxed expression with the stern eyes characteristic of an old soldier, and glanced at the group of young and vigorous noble knights, the wrinkles on his face became deeper, and the movement of his forehead made his eye sockets become deep and dark, not angry and arrogant.

"Young people, have you ever fought with demons?"

"No, after all, that was thirty years ago."

"At that time, the church was still the death place of the demons, and it was our ally, but the demon army was still difficult to deal with. Those monsters are not only cruel and ferocious, but also cunning and suspicious, and it is impossible to defeat them easily, I know that very well......

"However, what the demons are most afraid of is attacking fortifications." Carl was unconvinced, arguing, "We now have enough supplies, food, and weapons, and mages to provide protection, I'd like to see how many skeletons can get in......

"Why did they come in?" Schalke said lightly, "Surround us, there are so many of us, we will not be able to bear it in the end. Skeletons are not scary, but they don't eat or drink......

"We have priests who purify monsters, and if they rush up, they will be reduced to smithereens," said a young baron, smugly, "and we have thirty mages who defend with the army and can repel enemies with elemental magic."

"Will the demons let us defend so easily?" Still uneasy, Schalke stood up and walked out, as if he wanted to go out to breathe, "Evil curses are difficult to detect and defend against."

"It's okay, our Order friends are the best at detecting and dealing with curses." Karl replied confidently, "Tomorrow when the rain stops completely, they will wade through muddy water and can't wait to die."

Schalke shook his head, his face expressionless, and when he opened the door, he saw a soldier rushing towards him, and in his hurry, he threw all the muddy water he splashed on the militia leader.

"What's wrong?" Schalke asked solemnly, "Don't run like this, it will scare the villagers."

"Oh no, my lord...... No, it's too bad."

This man, who looked like a knight and a servant guard, raised his rain-soaked face, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Did the demons attack?"

"No, my lord, their army hasn't arrived yet. But ......."

"But what?"

"They dug a large trench around it, and surrounded the whole village."