"Huh?"

Dressed only in a smock, Repinus jumped out of the trench, his piercing eyes narrowing into a slit and looking into the distance, his pickaxe still clutched.

The desolate Iron Cliff Mountain Ancient River was barren, and the cool morning breeze blew in your face, and the sound of leaves and grass was heard in your ears. When the sky is cloudless, the sky on the horizon is as clear and elegant as a jewel.

"Damn, the Radiant Cross is on top. Seeing this peaceful picture, the chief centurion's face did not show any relief, but frowned and muttered to himself: "Don't those brutes have any guts?"

"What's the matter, our knight lord?"

Robin, the little man standing in the trench, said with a slight joke, but still waving the pickaxe in his hand in the sweat: "Do you see anything that no one else can see, or do you find the enemy?"

"I wish I had seen it. There was a helpless wry smile on Repinnus's face, but his nervous expression did not relax in the slightest: "Don't you think it's strange? ”

"No, because that's better. Robin didn't even look at him, and continued to work: "We are mercenaries, not you noble lords with heads and faces, the first thing we do on the battlefield is to save our lives - the battle can be avoided if it can be avoided, and it is best if the enemy does not come!"

"When I came out of the village, I had crazy dreams that I would one day become a hero or something—and it wasn't until I left the village that I realized that life was more important than anything else, unless it was absolutely necessary. Otherwise, don't go for any heroes. No one will remember you. No one will collect your body. ”

"You're right. Being alive is more important than anything else. Recinus smiled at him and nodded, sighing, but never leaving the distant horizon. There was no smell of blood in the cool breeze, and there was no smoke of burning flames or the stench of dead bodies, only the smell of grass mixed with the earth, and the sweat stains on his body.

All around was a blistering spectacle - the brethren of the Battle Banner Legion were carrying pickaxes and shovels, either digging trenches or building walls—there was not much wood near Eagle Fall Mountain, and all the wood that could be used as beams and pillars was brought from the southeast corner and the northern foot of Iron Cliff Mountain. It is so precious that the walls are still made of gravel and earth.

Everyone in the entire legion was busy racing against the clock, and the soldiers of the Guards Regiment who came with them were patrolling around in full armor, their eyes widened, their spears held over their shoulders, and the right hand of the crossbowman was holding the feathers of the arrow, ready to draw their bows and arrows, and everyone was tensing their heartstrings.

But even with this level of tension, Repinus still didn't feel the slightest hint of war—the blue wolf clan across the river seemed to have disappeared, and there was not the slightest movement at all. The quiet atmosphere even made him feel a little frightened.

Even the enemy's only symbolic harassment would not make him feel this way. But now...... After the meeting that night. Lebinus was always a little nervous - could it be that he was wrong, that it was just his own delusions, and that it was not like that at all?

The heavy sense of responsibility weighed down Repinus, his right hand holding the pickaxe was constantly sweating, and his tense right arm was even trembling slightly.

A whole week has passed since that day, and the entire Hantu City Legion has been advancing the battle line, digging trenches, building walls, and the entire barracks are full of centurions' shouts, which are completely imposing a decisive battle against the enemy, and the knights with swallowtailed spears are constantly patrolling the vicinity of the old river, provocatively demonstrating against the Blue Wolf Clan.

But the warring tribes, who had always been impulsive and warlike, did not even have a single one to rush out to meet them—they were even more composed than the Legions of Hantu City, as if they had forgotten that this was a war and were going to stay here.

Although the entire Hantu City Legion still maintained a high level of vigilance, it also narrowed its front and vigilance range - it was quite manpower and material resources to maintain the blockade line of the entire Iron Cliff Mountain Canyon, and all the materials had to be transported from the southeast corner and Hantu City, and it was simply impossible to withstand such consumption.

With patience, Repinus smashed his pickaxe into the dirt and wiped the sweat from his forehead to continue digging the trench - almost at the same moment, the horn was blown.

Robin Clover, who was still working just now, reacted almost instinctively, grabbed the two broadswords at his feet and threw one to the chief centurion who was still standing on top of the trench: "What's going on?!"

"I don't know, but it's definitely the Blue Wolf Clan attacking!" Lessinus grabbed Robin by the collar: "Go find the Bannerman and the Herald, and let the Banner Legion gather at once, ready to support the Guards Legion at any time - this is not a hero, if they are defeated, we will be all finished!"

"You don't need to say this!" the little man Robin snorted lightly and ran out along the trench in the direction of the herald, and Lessinus, who was carrying a sword, widened his eyes, looked around, and shouted with all his might: "Battle Banner Legion, the whole army is assembled-!"

The soldiers of the Battle Banner Legion, who were still busy around, heard the shouts of the chief centurion, and they all threw down their tools and followed with their swords, and Lebinus, who was leading dozens of infantrymen, ran towards the preface of the barracks. The loud and rapid sound of the horn continued to echo above the barracks, and the vast yellow dust swept up like a hurricane, and before it had even rushed outside the barracks, Lybinus could already hear the roars of the blue wolf warriors.

The whole camp was full of chaotic Guards soldiers - the enemy appeared rather suddenly and they were taken by surprise, and the knights waving the swallow-tailed flags had already rushed out before the infantry had even finished gathering, charging towards the sudden roll of dust.

"Master Greene Tern?!"

Lesbinus, who had not even worn a helmet, had just crossed the trench when he saw the chief lieutenant on a white war horse staring into the distance with a serious face, the long sword in his hand still stained with blood and dripping into the dirt under his feet.

Seeing the blood wolf cavalry shouting and fighting in the distance, wielding battle axes and swords, rushing towards the direction of the barracks like wolves, Lebinus couldn't help but clench his fists, and his heartstrings were completely tense.

In front of the trench, a dozen centurians had been assembled to form a loose shield wall, and more than two hundred cavalrymen of the Guards Regiment rushed out from all directions, shouting neat slogans, raising their spears and charging!

In just half an hour, thousands of soldiers and knights of the entire Guards Regiment were put into battle from a state of alert, and in an orderly and tight formation, Lepinus was a little dumbfounded when he saw it - such a powerful mobility and efficiency, it was impossible for the Battle Banner Legion to do it!

It is worthy of being the guard of the Duke of Hantu City, the most elite legion in the entire Hantu City. Rebinus, who had just looked nervous, smiled a little relaxed.

Look, scum of the Blue Wolf Clan, you're challenging the best elite legions in all of Hantu City—waiting to be slaughtered to the fullest!

However, in the next moment, these arrogant blood wolf cavalry suddenly turned around, directly bypassed the cavalry rushing from the front, and swept through the front of the trench like a violent wind with a rain of arrows, directly through the defense line in front of the barracks, and rushed in the direction of the west.

Seeing that the enemy was avoiding the battle, the cavalry of the legion, who had just been in high spirits, couldn't help but curse, and then immediately rushed forward, waving the cavalry guns in their hands and following closely behind.

"Go and let the herald blow the trumpet to withdraw the cavalry, and don't let them continue the pursuit. With a serious face, Greene Turn, suddenly shouted to Repinus beside him: "Inform the legions on the left flank and seal the canyon immediately!"

"What are they doing here?"

"What are you doing -- if these scum aren't here to attack, then they must be doing something else. The chief lieutenant's face twitched.

"They want to cut off our supply lines—just like you think, Repcinus!" (To be continued.) )