Luthor faced people full of passion and enthusiasm, and his heart was very emotional.

He knew about these mercenary groups, and it could be said that most of them were Campbell locals, and they generally accepted some escort and transportation tasks, at most, they were just to exterminate the dangerous beasts and some lone monsters that accidentally broke into Campbell, how could they have participated in a battle of this scale?

He thought of the mercenary groups that had been wiped out in Locketown, and how could they not be like that? Although their behavior was usually synonymous with recklessness and nonsense in the eyes of the deputy commander of Fort Mark, they were the first to stand up once the land where they had settled was threatened.

These two actions seem to be for the safety of the townspeople, and once for their own benefit, but is this really the case? It is better to say that one is the loss of the old lord, and the other is to see the hope brought by the new lord.

But for a full-fledged officer, despite the sudden availability of such a number of "reinforcements", Luthor knew that such a battle was not enough with blood and hope alone.

So he immediately put aside other distractions, and quickly divided all the people who came to support him into several teams, each with the highest freedom and prestige and skill to lead the team, and then taught them some simple tactical passwords, so that these people must act according to their orders, strive to get the maximum gain at the lowest cost, and support the arrival of other reinforcements.

The cavalry who had rushed back to Fort Markham had already relayed the news to the intelligence officer, and the intelligence officer, who had the most secret means of communication within the border guard, should have informed him of this, but it was far from quenching his thirst, and now there were only two reinforcements that could be counted on - whether Commander Lulin would be able to return to Fort Markham after finishing his mission during this time, and when the reinforcements from Fort Edd would arrive.

As for the young lord, he ignored it, although this young man had changed a lot in his eyes, and he also had a lot of ambitions, but after all, his growth took time, and dealing with the aborigines of this size...... Although he had never seen the strength of those under him, he knew that these young men and women could not play a role at all.

Luther's gaze looked to the southeast, "Fort Edward...... Your cavalry has not yet arrived, and how dare you be indifferent to the pleas for help from your comrades?"

Twenty minutes passed, and the reinforcements that the deputy commander had been waiting for had not yet arrived, but the enemy appeared in view.

The speed of the aborigines is still not in a hurry, which makes Luthor feel very strange, as if they are not here to burn and loot, but to sightsee?

Even so, Luthor ordered the infantry to follow him in the middle of the road, with a row of archers behind him, cavalry and garrison squads on either side, and supporting mercenaries to ambush behind a nearby hill, and the young men with simple weapons were driven back by him - "I admit that you are brave, but at least you must have actually seen blood before you are qualified to fight here!"

Just kidding! Accepting a group of chaotic mercenary groups is already Luthor's last resort, and once these hot-blooded young men are frightened by the brutality of the battle, it will drag down everyone's morale!

Then Luthor began to wait on these slow enemies, and all the soldiers were silent with expressionless faces, and they could not see how they were doing. The mercenary group was a little scattered, and although the captains tried their best to control their actions, there were still many people who whispered with fear on their faces.

Yes, where have they seen so many enemies from the Pale Mountains! But at this time, they can't leave if they want to, one is that Luthor once gave them a military order in an extremely stern tone - "Kill those who flee without permission!" and the other is because although many of the people around them are not members of their own mercenary group, they will often meet each other, and they can be regarded as acquaintances, so in front of these "acquaintances", they would rather die in battle than lose the face of deserters.

Soon, the enemy noticed the humans in their way, and they began to adjust their formation, apparently in preparation for the attack.

The first wave of the attack was unsurprisingly launched by the goblin cavalry, who rushed down the road, their heavy bodies and massive mounts causing the ground to shake, and slammed into the first wave of human defenses as they dropped a dozen corpses of their kind in a rain of arrows.

These are ten heavy infantry armed with tower shields, the heavy infantry is a second-class class of troops in the kingdom of Sver, they must be strong to lift a wide and heavy shield, and their bodies are also strong, and they are a sharp weapon to resist the charge of enemy cavalry.

When the enemy charged, they first clubbed the tower shield to the ground, and then leaned sideways against the inside of the shield, and soon there was a violent impact from the shield, and at the same time there was a dull sound, and the goblin cavalry coming at full speed turned on their backs in front of the human heavy infantry.

Then the ordinary infantry stretched out their sharp poleguns through the gaps in the tower shields, and pierced the enemy's vital points from different directions, and when some strong enemies tried to counterattack, they found that the poleguns had been retracted, and the two tower shields were also tightly attached to each other, like an iron wall in front of it.

It has to be said that this tactic is very effective, but unfortunately the number of heavy infantry is too small, and it is impossible to completely block the enemy in such a vast environment, and the goblin cavalry began to circle along the sides, and the two tallest leaders held stout axes and slashed at the tower shield in front of them.

Luther gave the order, and the cavalry and the two town garrisons fought the goblins together, and in a few minutes the kobolds began to enter the battlefield, and the trolls were slowly moving forward.

The fierce battle lasted for an hour, and the mercenaries were engaged in the battle early, and the human side, led by Luther, held the line to the death, not allowing the enemy to move forward. However, the cost of this was very high, and by the time the natives left behind nearly a hundred corpses and began to retreat, the number of mercenaries and soldiers had plummeted from nearly 150 to less than 100.

Until now, the reinforcements from Fort Edd had not been seen, but the enemy had reinforced—and a contingent of about a hundred goblins and kobolds reappeared.

There was a faint inhalation behind him, and Luther's heart sank, knowing that the enemy's reinforcements had affected his morale. Therefore, even if he was extremely angry that there was no movement in the direction of Fort Edward, he could not show any negative feelings in front of his subordinates, otherwise the morale of his already low morale would be even lowered.

He also had less than fifty regular soldiers, and the remaining forty were mercenaries, because the soldiers suffered the heaviest casualties in the face of the enemy's frontal attack, and they did not carry many supplies, and many of the wounded soldiers could not be put into battle again in a short time.

"Ninety against four ......hundred," Luthor squinted at the number of enemies on the other side, as well as the centaurs who had never been on the field, and after a while, he sighed in his heart, and ordered the captain of the garrison team in Brownearth to go back immediately and assist the sheriff in evacuating all the townspeople as much as possible.

However, just when the deputy commander had lost confidence in the next battle, several figures appeared from the direction of Brownland, and when they walked in, they found that they were nine elves and two humans, these people Luthor had seen, and they were Leon's subordinates.

"Lord Vice-Commander," Jeff said to Luthor with a slight surprise as he glanced at the enemy in the distance, "there are so many intruders, it looks a little bad." ”

"So you'd better go back to Brownland right away, and with your status, you should be able to get more people out early. Luthor knew that this man had been appointed by Leon as steward and acting lord of the manor, and he was a little impressed by his courage in running over with such a few people to support, but in the face of more than four hundred natives, these people still did not play much role, so it was better to let them go so that Leon could save some strength.

"No, I've already told the sheriff about those things, and we're here to support you. Jeff was right.

"It's useless......," Luthor whispered, looking in the direction of the enemy, "and you're useless." ”

"No, it's not just these people," Jeff said with a smile, "I've informed my lord in a special way, and he should be not far away." ”

"Leon is back?" Luthor was overjoyed, he was finally able to confirm that the young man had not had an accident, but he was suddenly startled again, and immediately said angrily: "Nonsense! What is the use of him even if he comes! And how can you let a lord come to such a dangerous place!"

"It's okay," a tall and thin man beside Jeff interjected, "Lord Vice-Chancellor, I believe that Lord Lord will have a way to solve this crisis when he returns." ”

"Erik, don't chime in while Campbell's butler is talking!" Jeff said in a smug tone, then he turned back and said to Luther, "But I think so too." ”

"What a big butler! I'm the future director of the free trade zone!"

"I'm a Acting Lord!"

......

The deputy commander of Fort Mark's looked at the two middle-aged men who seemed to be unable to figure out the situation, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

(Eventually, he was finally kicked out...... ）