In any case, the first task is to rescue the besieged cavalry first - as for whether the other party is the remnants of the Black Eagle Clan, that is the question to be solved later.

Ludwig gave the notice, and the whole army stopped advancing and assembled near the mouth of the river. Edward immediately made a decision, and waved his hand back to his waist: "All the Knights of the Sacred Tree and the Lund Warrior Guards are on standby at the bottom of the mountain!"

"Yes!"

With a succession of loud trumpets, the entire marching legion gradually stopped, and under the command of the centurions, they assembled towards the position where the Blood Cross battle flag stood. The Knights of the Sacred Tree, who had been urgently assembled, mounted their horses and galloped towards the mouth of the river with Edward on foot.

"Wait a minute!" Orvina, who overheard the news at this time, hurriedly followed the queue and caught up with Edward, and followed on horseback, with a little surprise on her face: "If it's the Black Eagle Clan, then they must know me - I have to go!"

Edward, of course, would not refuse.

Under the hunting banner, Edward, who led his own guard, approached the mouth of the riverbank, and from a distance, he could see the surrounded sentinel cavalry still on the opposite side of the riverbank, surrounded by barbarian warriors shouting and fighting. 、

A dozen horsemen had already dismounted their horses, forming a circular shield wall in place to protect the horses in the center, and in the center of the shield wall were two more with crossbows, always on the lookout for the barbarian warriors around them, and several corpses had been left on the ground - apparently there had been a battle.

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves behind them made these barbarian warriors quickly spot Edward who was hurrying towards this side, and immediately under the command of several leader-like warriors, they quickly assembled at the front of the road, shouting fierce slogans with menacing momentum, and desperately banging on the shield with the weapons in their hands. Surrounded by a very young-looking samurai, holding their tribal totem aloft in his hand.

Although it looked a little broken, the totem was still very striking in the hands of the young samurai—an eagle with wings spread out in blood smeared on the nitrate leather. It is somewhat similar to the Flaming Goshawk Crest of the House of Marcherus, but it is also different.

Orweina, who was following Edward closely, saw the flag almost immediately. There was even a hint of tears in his excited eyes. Then she saw the young warrior holding the totem, and the familiar figure made Owena blurt out directly: "Iska, you are still alive?!"

The young warrior who was still glaring there just now was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the beautiful figure of the person rushing towards him, he quickly waved his hand behind him: "Don't move, put away all your weapons!"

Then he turned his face away, and with some surprise he hugged the female assassin of Hantu in his arms: "Orweina-Ancestral Spirit bless, I thought I wouldn't see you until I died!"

Right in the middle of the two armies, a young warrior named Iskar and Orwina hugged each other and wept - just as they heard that the other was the Black Hawk clan. Orwina had thought of such a possibility, but she didn't expect it to be true!

Even so, the barbarian warriors on the other side still did not let their guard down, and they were always staring at the Sacred Tree Knights and Lund Guards who were clustered around Edward with hostile intent, their hands still clutching their weapons and shields.

Although she was quite excited, Orwena was still confused: "But...... Why are you here, and where are the other tribesmen, where have they gone?"

"Don't talk about it......" The young warrior who was still surprised just now showed a somewhat resentful expression: "Damn the night stalker-after the fall of the Black Eagle Clan. They took possession of the Eagle's Nest Valley, which is now their territory!"

Orwina nodded. But there was not much hatred on her face - she was a native of Hann, and she knew the laws of this land best, and since the Black Eagle Clan had declined, she was naturally not qualified to continue to occupy the best land. The grinding in Turin City also made Ottina's mind much more open-minded.

"While you are still here, the surrounding tribes are still united. Although the night owl's people were very excessive, they didn't dare to do anything, but after that, ......" Iska's face showed a bit of anger: "The tribes that still dare to use the Black Eagle Totem are all hunted down by them everywhere, and they are willing to reward the blood relatives of the clan everywhere, and they will be killed!"

Every word you say. The anger on Iska's face increased, and she gritted her teeth and clenched the spear in her hand, while Orwina, who never spoke, had only a faint sadness.

"This is one of the lords of the Duke of Humtu, Edward Wetwood. Seeing Edward walking behind her, Orwina had no choice but to introduce, "This is Iska, his father was originally a leader of the clan. ”

"My father is dead. The young warrior raised his head and stared at Edward with a pair of unruly eyes: "You are a nobleman of the Turines, why should you help us for no reason?"

"It's not for nothing - it's something I promised. Although they only glanced at each other, Edward could still see some inexplicable hostility in the other party's expression: "And it is also conditional." ”

"Oh...... Conditions?" The hostility on Iska's face increased: "What conditions?!"

"I think it's better to talk about this later. Although there was a lot of interest in this guy named Iska, the atmosphere on both sides was clearly not suitable for negotiations: "Let my soldiers go first. ”

Iskar looked at Orweina beside her, and then nodded hesitantly: "Yes...... But Orweina must come with us, not stay with you. ”

"Miss Orwena is free. Edward, of course, had no opinion, and replied with a smile, "No problem." ”

"No!" said the pale-faced Orvina, who immediately spoke - the moment she saw Edward's smile, she suddenly remembered that the little master of Renault was still in this fellow's hand, "I must go with him!"

"Why?"

Looking at Iska's confused look, and the seemingly nonexistent smile on the corner of Edward's mouth, the pale Orwina had no choice but to grit her teeth: "There is no reason - if you are still a warrior of the Black Hawk Clan, don't stop me!"

While the two of them were still arguing, Edward casually looked at the "Black Eagle Clan warriors" around him - dressed in tattered animal skins, even naked, unkempt and unkempt, only seven or eight people had iron weapons such as axes or broken swords in their hands, most of them only sharpened wooden sticks, barely used as spears, and the rest of the people in the outermost area even only had stones and the like as weapons.

Apparently they had fallen to the extreme - Edward finally understood why the cavalry had survived until now and had not been wiped out.

After a while, Iska, who seemed to be completely convinced, walked over and looked at Edward with some reluctance: "Okay, we are willing to accept your help!"

"Good. Edward nodded very calmly, and took the initiative to extend his right hand: "I believe that we will cooperate very happily - in order to restore peace to this land, and not under the rule of some cruel and sinister people!"

Hearing this, Iskar looked at Edward's outstretched right hand, and at Orwina, who was full of encouraging eyes next to him, and clenched it very awkwardly.

Just as he was about to let go, a terrible scream suddenly came from behind him, and when he suddenly turned around, he saw a clan warrior wailing and falling on the frozen river, a sharp javelin piercing through his chest, piercing through his back!

Immediately, in the forest opposite, dozens and hundreds of barbarian warriors rushed out with a fierce shout, waving the weapons in their hands, and pounced on the narrow river bank from all directions.

Shocked, Iskar directly let go of his right hand, picked up his spear and roared with the brothers behind him and pounced. Looking at Orvina's eager eyes, Edward turned over comfortably and stepped out with a bright star of light and shadow.

"Support the Black Hawk Clan, attack—!" (To be continued.) )