During the night, Leoric vomited a puddle of pus and blood, and finally woke up.

Of course, I didn't find out until the next morning.

His life should have been saved. It was a relief to me, at least he was alive anyway.

However, Leorik could not fight on horseback for the time being, and the command of the fortress fell to the Duke of Richville.

I had been waiting for news of the troops, but after several days there was still no movement. And I have the feeling that Palmer may have some friendship with Richville, and Palmer's behavior has become more and more arrogant in recent days.

Later, he heard that Palmer had passed on the credit for the extermination of the orcs to himself, and he was appreciated and rewarded by the king. It is rumored that when this war is successfully over, Palmer's knighthood may be increased considerably.

I don't look down on him in my heart, and this guy's words and deeds make me sick. However, now he seems to be the second-in-command of the entire fortress, and although he tries to stay away from him, there are some things that need to be sought out of him, such as the rationing of military supplies under my command.

Although he didn't have the prickly or arrogant nostrils of his words as before, his malice-ending smile was probably still interested in the shadow of Mason in me. And his deliberate or unintentional glances also tell me that he is likely to get worse in the future.

Now there is nothing to do but wait for me, the request to take someone out to investigate, and the request to return to Ridge Town with Richville has been distracted by Palmer, who is present.

Richville said that there might be action in a few days, so I was at ease. It's not that I'm in a hurry to go to war, but I really don't want to be in the same place as Palmer.

"We're on our way." Looking at Leo Rick lying on the bed. He has lost weight significantly in the past few days, and both cheeks have collapsed.

"Thank you." His face looked tired.

"Ha, when you're well, when we meet again, please treat me to a good meal, the food here is ......" I shook my head. Worse than when you were there. I laughed.

"You're right, it's a pity that I can't fight anymore and can't have you by my side. I'll write to Lothar, and I'll tell Richville. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Lord." I crooked my mouth. "You are the future Grand Duke, and it is estimated that you do not care about the gains and losses of the war, such as this time. But this kind of advice of yours doesn't do you or me any good, especially me. ”

"They're not that kind of people."

"Lord Lothar is not, I ...... I admire him very much. "It's not really against your will." But I am not very familiar with the Duke of Richville, and the people around him are not as polite to me as you are. I'm just an ordinary soldier sent by my king to support you in the war, and I'm just an outsider, so let the commanders decide on the war. As I spoke, I pulled out four bottles and put them on the table.

"This is the healing potion prepared for you in the past four days, although it is difficult to drink, but it can make you feel better quickly." I say. "I wish you a speedy recovery, Lord Leorik."

He nodded, and sank into the pillow again.

The next morning, as soon as the sun showed a glimmer of sunshine, the whole army was marching. Cavalry, infantry, archers, outpouring of the nest. Hearing that martial law had been imposed on Chiji Mountain in recent days, more than 2,000 militiamen were quickly organized to cooperate with the patrols and security work of the local army.

The ogres who had fled into the depths of the Red Ridge Mountains were nowhere to be found, and when the two patrols had completely disappeared into the forest, the militia and the army gave up their plans to scout inside. They just blocked the vast majority of the intersection trails and then sent out sentries to monitor day and night.

Our team of more than 9,000 men was heading for Blackwood, and I was not in the decision-making circle, and there was no way I would be allowed to enter their circle with just a few of my men.

It wasn't that far from East's Fortress to Blackwood, but it had been four days since the team had been stop-and-go. People don't count eating horses and chewing horses, this state makes me feel more and more bottomless.

As far as I can tell, it was also to cooperate with Lothar and them in their attack, and that's the only explanation I can think of. Looking at the brothers around me who eat and and sleep except for marching, they don't seem to have any other thoughts in their hearts.

I don't want to say anything to them, and I don't think they will react even if I do. What's more, I'm still their ...... Head.

It's hard to feel depressed that no one can talk to, or even feel like no one can understand yourself. It can also be described in a literary word...... Lonely.

Such feelings and thoughts are useless, I know. It doesn't give me any comfort or substantial benefit, and I feel more and more that maybe it's just a result of idleness.

We finally picked up the pace that day, and I remember that we were now very close to the town. At this pace of marching, we would be outside the town in three hours.

But I didn't see any orc troops, not even sporadic or scouts, and I'm sure they must have known what we're doing now. This should be considered the calm before the storm.

The team was moving slowly forward now, and I really didn't know what they were doing at this speed in a wooded place. Are the Scouts accurate? Is the surrounding woods safe?

Twenty or so of us had been at the back of the line, but now I quietly cut into the middle of the line with them. I don't want to know if I remember the clever little head of Lord Palmer, but the scene of the sudden attack of the orcs is still vivid.

"If there is an orc attack in a while, you guys will follow me." I wasn't afraid of the soldiers around me hearing what I said.

Filled with uneasiness, the team continued to move forward. When we walked out of the woods, we didn't encounter an orc raid. Could it be that Lothar did a good job of keeping the orcs at bay?

The town was in sight, and the cavalry charge would have reached the town in a quarter of an hour, but something strange happened, and we pressed on without seeing the orcs rushing out to fight us to the death.

I saw orcs standing guard on the walls of the town, but there were few of them. I turned my head to look at the woods behind me and not far away. Hopefully it won't be too bad today, I pray.

A few horses came running from the front of the group, shouting to direct everyone to line up. The cavalry dodged the middle, and the archers went to the front row. The infantry followed, protecting the rear and both flanks.

I followed the archers with my few remaining men. Although we all have horses, and our horsemen are supposed to be no worse than their cavalry, I don't want them to charge with them.

As we approached, the town was surprisingly quiet, and the number of orcs on the fence did not change in the slightest. The orcs withdrew? Or are you ready to play something new with us?

It was less than five hundred paces from the town, and the distance was dangerous now. If the orcs don't take action, the town will be taken like a bag. As long as we get two hundred paces closer, the archers fire a few volleys, the cavalry charges, and the infantry follows quickly, and we win.

Careless......

The ditches and barricades outside the town were all there, and the orcs had refurbished them. Our cavalry ...... Scrapped!

The town is so big that we can't divide it, and the further we go, the more holes there are in the ground. It's just rained...... The land is very muddy.

What is our commander going to do?

Before I could finish thinking about what he was trying to do, the bugle sounded.

A hundred paces further and we are fully within range of the orcs, and we will dismount and hike.

"Don't dismount for a while, we'll follow the cavalry!" I say.

The archers had already fired two rounds of arrows, and the people around them shouted and roared and jumped over the trenches, climbed over the fence and carried the ladder towards the small wall. Everything looks fine.

But just as the infantry had set up the ladder, countless arrows suddenly shot out from behind the wall, and whether they could be shot or not could only depend on luck at this time.

Dodging two rounds of fire, I looked up and around...... My heart thumped!

"Watch your defense! Enemy forces appear behind us! I shouted.

More than 9,000 people seem like a lot, but the siege of the city is really not enough. The cavalrymen did not dismount, they turned their horses when they heard my shout.

I don't know how Palmer and Duke Remington Richville feel, but I'm deeply disturbed. There weren't many wolf cavalry behind us, only about 300 horsemen. In the face of human cavalry several times their size, it stands to reason that we should not suffer. But...... No but!

The fighters who climbed the fence screamed and fell from above, and the hand-to-hand combat was encountered!

The soldiers who climbed the fence didn't seem to take advantage, I couldn't see the orcs, but the soldiers were obviously hesitant to climb to the top of the ladder, but finally turned over and jumped. Apart from the shouts and screams of our soldiers, there was not the slightest movement from the orcs in the walls.

The orc cavalry behind me had already begun to trot, and my heart lifted. "Archer prepare!" I shouted.

The standard-bearer rode over and commanded the archers to turn around, and when the wolf cavalry came at us, the archers raised their longbows.

The following scene once again raised goosebumps, this group of orc cavalry is different from the previous ones! Instead of drawing their swords at their waists, they drew the orcs' hunting bows.

They turned around about two hundred paces from us, and then the arrows rose from the ground, arcing in a beautiful arc across the sky, and shooting at our heads.

The cavalrymen had shields, but the shields of the archers were significantly smaller. We were not attacked by this wave of bows and arrows, and the orcs learned to run and fight as we did.

I was very interested in this group of orcs, and of course more worried. I want to know which tribe this group of orcs is up against.

Our cavalry charged!

Is it spectacular? Of course! I was thrilled when our cavalry charged with shields and spears! But immediately I fell into worry again, because after ten seconds, the orc's strong bow was not vegetarian at all. In addition to shooting down a group of cavalry, this group of orc wolves can sneak us in front of human war horses for a while.

This loss is terrible!

"Your Excellency!" Someone next to me suddenly called me.

I turned to look at him. "My lord, should we make a move?" He said.

I glared at her and wanted to scold him, but I swallowed it back. "Wait!" I say.

This wait, waiting for not reinforcements, not the highlight of the cavalry, but a large group of orcs rushing out from the right side of the town.

The formation on the right was instantly dispersed.

Lose!