After escorting more than 800 prisoners of war and a senior commander back to Farak, the city lord naturally praised him again.

Elland also looked at Carlos with some admiration. This seemingly honest and strong man actually had such a keen look, and he could see through the enemy's intentions at first glance. It was really amazing.

However, I encountered a little trouble on the way back to the city. As the most direct victims of the war, the residents of Farak hated this group of desert robbers. They stood on both sides of the road and spitted at them hard, throwing stones, and repeatedly persuaded them to refuse to change.

Gaza was spitted the most. Her saliva and Thunder almost suffered.

In the end, Scott, who came to greet him, finally calmed down the residents.

Of course, you don’t have to be too polite to treat prisoners of war. The city lord immediately ordered these people to be taken to prison. Gaza also received extremely special treatment: he wore krypton gold shackles on both hands and feet. He was detained in the cellar of Scott’s home. Scott personally guarded.

The city lord unexpectedly praised the thunder for making contributions to the ground, but did not say anything else.

In the end, Scott explained his doubts: "Sir, I am afraid that your tree will attract wind. You have snatched almost all the credits during this period. This time, I will put a pressure on you first. When the appropriate time is right, I will naturally report it."

"I understand." Lei Ting nodded happily. Thinking about it, since he came to Farak, from the beginning to the present, every battle and every credit has its own figure.

It didn't matter before, but now there is Earl of Leander. You can't let this guy be jealous of himself.

Farewell to the city lord, Thunder returned to the manor with the lightning hammer.

At the entrance of the manor, dozens of carriages were loaded with supplies and were transported into the manor under the command of the butler.

"You don't need this amount of money now, why do you use military supplies?" Maria glared at Thunder in anger.

"My local militia also need to eat, and this time I snatched so many horses and even had to eat grass." Lei Ting walked to the side of several ponies. He patted their ponies on the butts, and the ponies made a loud noise. "Since this is military supplies, why can't I use it?"

A group of militia nodded violently.

"Take them over and take a bath." Thunder said to the militiamen who were watching the ponies. Everyone responded and led a large group of ponies away slowly.

"Young Master, do you want to train cavalry?" Carlos asked as he looked at the militiamen's figures going away.

Thunder shook his head, "Time is too hasty. It's impossible to train."

Carlos nodded and said, "I think so too."

Thunder is determined to train militiamen to become a cavalry that acts like a wind. But this is a bit unrealistic. No matter how good the militiamen are, even if they are qualified, training cavalry is not like training archery skills. It depends on time to accumulate.

"Then you still bring these horses back?" Sisi curled her lips from the side.

"Haha." Lei Ting patted the little beauty's head, "If we go on a war in the future, we can ride over, which can save a lot of energy, and the horses can carry more food. Even if we are surrounded, we can kill horses and eat meat when the food is exhausted."

"Ph, crow's mouth!"

"Is there always an exception in everything? We are not invincible.

The militia are not able to become cavalry yet. But at least they have to train their riding skills. Everyone is a farmer and they have rarely had the opportunity to get in touch with horses before. Many people don’t know how to ride.

Therefore, in the courses for the militia's future training, in addition to formation, physical fitness and archery, there is another training event, that is riding!

Thunder is now looking forward to the fate of Leander. He brought tens of thousands of people to the desert. I don’t know how the land is going, so Thunder would run to the city lord’s mansion every day. It seems to be drinking tea and chatting with Lord Elan. In fact, he is inquiring about military information.

How could the old fox, Elland, not know what Thunder thought? So he would tell him about the military information on the front line every time.

The Blood Crusader is worthy of being the Blood Crusader. Once this group of troops enters the battlefield, they will never retreat. They still show their courage in the desert.

Good news came one after another, and there was a prominent title on all the reports of the land: The Blood Crusaders killed so many desert robbers, and the foundation for the victory was not determined.

Liandell led the army to the west and destroyed the villages of countless desert robbers. Wherever they passed, there were no armor left, no prisoners of war, only the enemy in the dead!

In this way, Liandell and tens of thousands of people went deep into the desert to reach one of Shagel's three major cities: at the foot of Kudes.

The situation turned around in an instant. Just a month ago, the desert robbers were still fighting arrogantly under the city of Farak. But now, Ceylon's army has been pressing down at Kuders' feet. This is really an extremely ironic situation.

After the news came, Elan was not expected to be happy, but instead scolded loudly: "Liander, this idiot, will ruin the victory we have finally won for a long time!"

Kudes is a city with a history of thousands of years. In the desert, there are only three cities, Kudes is one. It is closest to Ceylon, followed by Sand City, and the city is called Sand City.

Finally, there is the political center of Shagel, the greatest city: Shabak! The power of the Shagel regime and his royal palace are located in this city.

A few days ago, when the Ceylon army won again and the news came, the city lord Elland was a little worried. He was afraid that Leander would continue to attack. So he ordered his confidants to rush over overnight and let Leander lead the army back, but the order of the city lord did not work, and Leander was blinded by victory. Which green onion is the little city lord? The old man is a hero around the eldest prince, and now he is personally leading the Blood Crusader to fight! Leander naturally ignored Elland's advice and orders.

Retribution came soon. Leander led the army of land, and the troops set up in the desert were too long. The supplies were not easy to supply, and he fought in the desert for more than a month. The physical fitness of the militia could not keep up. It was hot during the day and cold at night, and many people fell ill.

The supplies transported by the past were snatched by some guerrillas among the desert robbers.

The morale of the army was unstable and there was no food or drink, so the army only insisted on attacking outside the city of Kuders for one day and was defeated by the desert robbers in one fell swoop!

When the news was passed to the city lord's mansion by the messenger, Elan fell to the chair, his face turned pale, and he muttered: "It's over. It's over now."

It's really finished.

The reinforcements of Farakland, except for the Thunderland troops, were all taken away by Liandell, and the only remaining local defenders were the local city guards.

Now that the front line is defeated, I don’t know how much they can survive. Even if they survive, can they escape from the desert?

Who will take the blame?

Moreover, the Lord of Elland was even more worried about the lives of another wave of human and earth. That was the Blood Crusader!

This is indeed a group of extremely brave troops, but in other words, they are also brainless troops, just firmly believe in themselves. Once they enter the battlefield, there is absolutely no way out. Either they will wipe out the enemy or they will all be killed!

If the Five Thousand Blood Crusaders die, the losses will be incalculable.

Elland's whole body was cold and he was trembling.

Think about the future. The day when the desert robber army makes a comeback will be the time when Farac City is ruined.

"This idiot!" Scott gritted his teeth with hatred. The most taboo thing in war is to make a rash progress. Leander undoubtedly made this mistake. "How could the Grand Duke send him to lead the Blood Crusader?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Gasotu stopped Scott's complaints.

"What should I do now?" Scott also stared at him. Going to rescue him? He had no troops, and was watching the front line collapse? The responsibility was even greater.

"Wait!" Elland finally settled a little, "wait until the specific news from the front is coming to make plans."

Everyone, you look at me. I look at you, but I don’t even look at you.

Elland can send people to rescue now, after all, the strength of the city defending army is still there. But he did not do this, Farak still needs people to protect him. Even if the front line is wiped out by then, Eland would rather take a charge of ignoring his comrades than let Farak fall into crisis.

From this point of view, Elland is indeed a good city lord, and he can correctly position himself.

"If you don't ask the Grand Duke anymore, let the Grand Duke draw some reinforcements over." Scott made an opinion. Eland's eyes lit up, and he finally shook his head: "The south is fighting against the Principality of Momor, and the country's troops are already very tight. I guess even if we invite reinforcements, there will not be many people coming."

The days were spent waiting anxiously, and Thunder did not return to his manor these days. He stayed at the lord's mansion with Scott and Gasotu, waiting for news from the front line.

Five days later, someone rushed into the city lord's mansion to report: "Sir. They... are back. They are calling the door outside the city. Do you open the city gate?"

"Are you back?" The city lord stood up from the chair excitedly, "See clearly whether there are desert robbers behind them?"

"Confirm not."

"Go and go and have a look."

Thunder and Scott looked at each other and followed closely behind Lord Elland.

When they came to the city wall and looked down, everyone was shocked.

This is not the army that had been launched in anger before. Now the one who called the gate under the city wall was a group of wandering beggars. They were dressed in rags, their hair was messy, and their bodies were covered in blood. The weapons and armor that they should have had had had long been lost. They were all depressed and were in a state of disgrace.

Everyone sat under the city gate, looking at the people on the city wall with a dull look down.

"Eran. Open the door for me!" A familiar voice came over, and Thunder turned his head and saw Leander riding on a horse.

The Count finally maintained a little image. Although he was a little down and out, he was not like the militia.

"Open the door!" After confirming, Elland issued an order.

The city gate was opened, and finally saw the militias in the hope of surviving. Under the leadership of Count Leander, the scene was very chaotic, as if a fire had burned its butt.

Thunder was both sad and angry.

He didn't see the Blood Crusader. Moreover, more than 30,000 people had gone to the expedition before. Now he has only returned less than 10,000!

Liandell was still riding on the horse. He looked up to the sky and burst into tears. After the city lord walked over, Liandell immediately jumped down and pulled Ellandi's big hand and cried bitterly: "I'm back. I'm finally back."

"Where is the Blood Crusader? Where are the others?" Elland wanted to slap him in the face, and finally resisted his actions and asked anxiously.

"It's gone." Liandell sucked in big mouthfuls. "Everyone is gone."

"The Blood Crusaders are also separated?" Eran's whole body was cold.

"They..." Leander's face showed a look of embarrassment and whispered: "They don't want to come back and stay there to fight. I have ordered them to retreat. But they don't listen to me."

Damn! Is this something a head coach can do? Leave the troops and flee! No wonder he can be defeated so thoroughly.

Things are in a big way. Although it is not as serious as expected, it is not much different.

The 30,000 army only came back less than one-third. The 5,000 Blood Crusaders were still there and fought alone, and everyone could imagine their ending.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry." Earl Leander asked, looking at Eland with a gaze.

The city lord sighed and ordered the city guards to help prepare the meal.

There are still a few people here in the city lord’s mansion. Apart from the city lord, there are only Scott Gasotu and Thunder.

The number of militias lost this time was huge. The nobles who came to help were also killed and injured.

"What do you think?" Everyone was silent for a long time. Elland asked the three of them.

"Reorganize these 10,000 people and I'll go to rescue the Blood Crusaders!" Scott immediately stood up and said loudly.

"No." Lei Ting shook his head. "These ten thousand troops are already frightened birds. They can't exert their combat effectiveness at all. When they arrive on the battlefield, they will only escape."
To be continued...