The fighting between the two sides in the port area is in full swing.

The soldiers of the Dragon's Tooth City army attacking here are around 6,000 people, and with the scale of the battlefield of tens of thousands of people in Wildfire City, there is a high probability that this is not the direction of their main attack.

I am afraid that the outer city ahead is under a more intense offensive than the port area.

This means that the Flame Keep's army needs to prioritize the outward city and send troops to fight the enemy on the frontal battlefield.

If nothing else, troops will not be sent to the port area anytime soon.

Instead, they will sit back and watch the war here, allowing the mercenary group to resist the first wave of the enemy's fierce attack.

Sounds irrational, shouldn't we all work together against the enemy during war?

It's a pity that the army here belongs to a multi-party coalition, and the internal command is chaotic.

And for the mercenary group who came to the battlefield and grabbed the credit for themselves, they lacked good feelings.

Even though the leaders of many mercenary groups have the identity of aristocratic families behind them, the complex factions within the army cause them to be more willing to preserve their strength.

In the end, the outbreak of the war was too sudden, and the time for the mercenary group to appear was too short.

There is no definite question between the two sides on how to cooperate and who will be in command.

There is a lack of trust in each other, and they are completely fighting each other on the battlefield.

Ronan swept the halberd in his hand, clearing a clearing once more.

Under his all-out offensive without reservation, the incoming invaders were invincible, and a large number of corpses of enemy soldiers were piled up on both sides, and the bloody and tragic scene formed a strong spiritual shock.

An invisible barrier was formed at the entrance to Whitefish Street, which made many soldiers choose to take a detour in fear.

In addition to the enemy army, other mercenary groups around him have also discovered his strength.

Pleasantly surprised, they converged here, hoping to get his protection.

At present, the battlefield in the port area is converging into various defensive lines from countless small-scale collisions that have erupted from the laneway houses.

The location of the three mercenary groups of Skull Crusher's Hammer, Dragon Eagle, and Storm formed the three main lines of defense.

The mercenary groups that have been impacted in the rest of the places are constantly moving closer to the three major mercenary groups due to the lack of individual strength.

Or they may cooperate and unite to defend against the enemy.

Ronan's performance also attracted the refuge of many mercenary groups, and a banner marking their name was erected nearby, forming a new line of defense.

And in the center of these banners, Elena held her lion king's banner aloft.

The agglomeration effect of the strong is vividly demonstrated at this moment.

Ronan stood at the outermost street entrance of the defensive line with his halberd in hand, blood flowing down the halberd and soaking his palms.

Not far away, a tall plate knight stared solemnly at the halberd in his hand.

Just now, his heavy armor army launched a charge, but the heavy armor and shields that could withstand the arrows and ignore the sword were easily torn apart like tissue paper, and all of them fell in the blink of an eye.

"This is not the power that a weapon should have, the destructive power of the blood of the lion king, another powerful awakener."

The Plate Knight glanced at the ridiculous banner behind him and led his soldiers to slowly retreat, giving up the assault on the area and moving into other areas.

The first wave of enemy attacks continued into the evening.

It was getting twilight and the sun was setting.

The enemy soldiers, who had not been able to break through the defense line of the port area, decided to retreat at this time.

They left corpses all over the ground, and returned to the warship with all kinds of jewelry and ornaments looted from the mercenary group's stronghold.

But instead of leaving, he stayed in the Valan River, five hundred meters from the bank, and looked indifferently at the port, ready for the next attack.

Ronan put down his halberd and looked at the blood-stained streets ahead.

In order to save mana, he didn't shoot much.

But if you can't stand the invincible halberd, you can clean up a large number of soldiers with a single sweep.

The enemy soldiers who died in his hands had already exceeded a hundred, including many awakened and knightly powerhouses.

Beside him, many of the leaders of the mercenary groups who had taken refuge were waiting respectfully, waiting for his orders.

"Go and clean up all the corpses of the enemy and throw them on the river beach outside, and the corpses of your companions will be collected first, and then let others claim them."

Ronan told them to start clearing the battlefield.

Whether it is burning or burying the pit, it is impossible to dispose of the corpses in a short time, and simply piling them on the river beach can also effectively deter enemy soldiers and demoralize them.

Speaking of which, in the previous Wildfire City Capture War, it seems that a large number of corpses produced by the warring parties did not have time to be disposed of.

Ronan remembered what he had seen when he came up, the pits of the dead piled up next to the outer city.

It contained a large number of ordinary residents of Wildfire City, and tens of thousands of corpses were left unattended.

Judging from the intensity of the current outbreak of war, I am afraid that no one will deal with it in a short time.

At night, the tavern on Whitefish Street.

Unlike the deserted environment where only the four of Ronan had before, there are now many mercenaries who have taken refuge here.

They opened their kegs, drank beer, and sang songs from their homeland with red faces, celebrating their survival in the previous battle.

On the second floor of the tavern, twelve mercenary leaders sat in front of Ronan and discussed the situation of the defense line with him.

"My lord, the area we are defending is located at the declination of the western side of the port, and it is not in the main direction of the enemy's attack."

The leader of the Sword Mercenary Regiment, Elder took out a rudimentary map.

"I sent someone to inquire about the situation, the Storm Mercenary Group in charge of our western district suffered many casualties, not to mention more than two hundred dead, and the Dragon Eagle Mercenary Group in charge of the eastern district was in the worst situation, the entire team was almost disabled, more than half of his men were killed or wounded, and the leader was seriously injured."

Under his description, Ronan got a rough idea of the current situation.

Now the port area can be divided into four major defense lines, except for the three main roads that the three mercenary groups are responsible for, which is the whitefish defense line closest to the river bank here.

More than five hundred mercenaries gathered here and were scattered within the defensive line.

In terms of strength, among the four defense lines, the Skull Crusher Hammer is the strongest, with more than 1,000 mercenaries.

Due to the heavy casualties of the Dragon Eagle Mercenary Group in the Western District, Ronan found that he was not at the bottom.

Although he is not in the main defensive position, Ronan understands after reading the map that if the enemy attacks again, he will definitely be the main force to fight.

Whoever keeps his position stuck in the rear, if he chooses to go deeper, the army attacking the western sector may be attacked from both sides at any time.

After letting the mercenary leaders go back to rest, Ronan went to the third floor of the tavern.

Vano was sitting in the middle of the hall when the painful sound of Elena inhaling could be heard in a closed room.

"Miriam is stitching up her wound, and it's a little painful." Vano said to him, touching his cheek.

There was a scar that spread over most of his face, and thanks to his wife's timely rescue, he would have probably died on the battlefield from it.

(End of chapter)