Marquis Simon Jeffrey built a temporary camp on a hillside in the middle of the Villagasi Hills, where the armored swordsman regiment of reinforcements usually rested here.
Every morning, two teams of constructed swordsmen would mount their war horses and run in the east and west directions along the boundary marker line of the Villagasi Hills, until they reached the edge of the hills, and then turn around and run back. , until returning to the temporary camp, it will take two days and one night to complete the half circle. Of course, the swordsmen will rest for one night in the middle, and these ancient war horses also need to rest.
It seems that these constructed swordsmen groups are preventing evil spirits from entering the hilly areas, but in fact they are preventing the Western Route Army from secretly moving the boundary marker line.
As soon as Andrew's Constructed Knights arrived at the edge of the Villagasi Hills, they were stopped outside the hills by this group of Constructed Swordsman Guards. The reason was that this land belonged to the occupied area of the reinforcements, and the armies of other lords If you want to pass here, you must obtain permission from the reinforcement commander of Handanar City, Marquis Valentin Heller.
Andrew smiled and asked the captain of the Constructed Swordsman Team: "The north and south passes of the Namoyunling Highlands are currently occupied by Count Surdak. When you want to go home, do you also have to get Surdak?" Count Count’s permission?”
The constructed swordsman captain could only smile awkwardly and did not answer Andrew's question.
A few days later, Andrew received news from the magician of the reconnaissance team.
There are currently three evil ghost legions coming out of the North Sunderland Mountains. They are already on the plains at the foot of the mountains and are preparing to pass through the Viliagasi Hills and head towards the main force of the Western Route Army.
Andrew originally wanted to lead these 1,500 construct knights and 2,500 ant cavalry to ambush one of the evil ghost legions on the southern edge of the Viliagasi Hills. Even if they could not completely stop them, they would still use them. The maneuverability of the Construct Knight can take a few bites out of this evil army.
But then he thought about it. Suldak usually always makes his situation bigger and bigger. Don't always think about rushing to the front during the war, and you must have the awareness to be a commander-in-chief.
Hence the trip to visit Marquis Simon Geoffrey.
Seeing the guards outside the camp asking him to come in, Andrew strode into the constructed swordsman camp.
The camp where 1,500 people live is not very large. There are more than 200 tents arranged in a disorderly manner on the hillside. Among them, the tent belonging to Marquis Simon Jeffrey is the largest, and there is a flag fluttering in the wind on the top of the tent.
The constructed swordsmen in the military camp seemed very casual, and there were more than a dozen swordsmen sparring in the open space in front of the camp.
Those gorgeous sword moves will always make people feel like two swordsmen are walking a tightrope. If they are not careful, they will suffer unnecessary damage. Generally speaking, they are more ornamental than practical.
Andrew didn't bother to take a look, and walked straight to the front of the largest tent. Marquis Jeffrey stood outside the tent, squinting at Andrew as he walked over.
As a second-level powerhouse, Andrew not only wears a second-level magic pattern structure, but also carries an epic ax on his body. There is a sharp edge and murderous aura in his steps. It is the aura honed from the battlefield, which makes him feel full of power. The strong pressure was exerted, forcing the constructed swordsmen beside Marquis Jeffrey to take a step back.
There were only three swordsmen beside Marquis Jeffrey who looked at Andrew with flat eyes. These swordsmen, like Andrew, were also second-level powerhouses. Andrew could smell the dangerous aura of similar people from them.
"Andrew, the leader of the Constructed Knights of Lord Surdak's Army, pays homage to the Honorable Marquis Simon Jeffrey!"
Andrew knighted Baron Geoffrey and greeted him.
Marquis Simon Jeffrey narrowed his eyes and looked at the warrior in front of him who exuded a reckless aura. His face had the characteristics of a native of the plane, and there were fine totem tattoos at the base of his ears, giving him the aura of a strong man. It bursts out from the body and looks very powerful.
He was a little envious that Surdak was so lucky to find such a capable subordinate.
The three second-rank swordsmen around him nominally obeyed his orders, but in fact they were also nobles, and Marquis Jeffrey had to be very polite every time he spoke.
If you are a strong person with a second-level knight status, you may not have such worries.
Marquis Jeffrey stood at the door of the tent and did not invite Andrew to come into the tent and sit down.
Obviously also expressing his attitude, he took two steps forward, stood in front of Andrew and asked:
"I heard you just won a victory?"
Andrew tightened his abdomen, raised his chest, raised his head, straightened his body, and said loudly: "Yes, it's in the Mevagissi Gorge area."
"So...what brings you here to see me?" Marquis Simon Jeffrey had aristocratic arrogance on his face, as if without such an expression on his face, there would be no style. Then he said: "If you The purpose of coming here is to sell us some unidentified black magic crystals, and I’m afraid we have to go to Marquis Vostersee.”
Andrew said straight to the point: "According to the intelligence from the West Route Army's reconnaissance team, there are currently three evil ghost legions approaching here. I am here to ambush one of the evil ghost legions with your Constructed Swordsman Group, Lord Marquis." The Ghost Army.”
Marquis Jeffrey's pupils shrank slightly, and then he asked: "Then do you know how many evil ghost warriors there are in these evil ghost legions?"
"The smallest evil ghost army... there are about 15,000 evil ghost warriors." Andrew answered calmly.
Marquis Jeffrey looked into Andrew's eyes and asked, "How many people are there in your Constructed Knights?"
"Fifteen hundred construct knights..." Andrew replied loudly. In fact, he also wanted to say, 'There are also two thousand five hundred ant cavalry and seven thousand giant ghost-patterned soldier ants.'
Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the conceited Marquis Geoffrey.
"That is to say, including the construct swordsmen on my side, there are only three thousand construct warriors in total?" Marquis Jeffrey's face was a little twisted, and then he asked: "Do you think we construct warriors can defeat those construct warriors?" An army of evil spirits?"
"It should be possible..." Andrew replied confidently.
"You think so?" Marquis Jeffrey felt a little funny. He turned around and walked a few steps towards the tent, then turned back suddenly and said loudly:
"I think... you may have won too many battles and have seriously underestimated the true strength of those evil ghost warriors. Do you know that there will be many uncertain factors in this? The most elite swordsman group of the Bena Legion is on the battlefield. When facing evil spirits head-on, you have to maintain 1:1 to have a slight advantage."
"If you still have a heavy cavalry regiment numbering over 10,000, and if this heavy cavalry will be at the forefront when the war begins, I wouldn't mind joining forces with you to fight against this evil army."
"But you didn't...then I can only say sorry, I have no interest in it."
After saying that, Marquis Jeffrey turned and walked into the tent, ignoring Andrew.
Andrew wanted to catch up and try to persuade him, but he was stopped by three powerful second-level swordsman constructors.
"Commander Andrew, please!" a guard said to Andrew, his tone became a little rude.
Andrew snorted coldly, turned around and left the camp of the constructed swordsmen group.
Prepare to face the coming evil army alone...
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You can see far away on the vast grassland...
But on the overlapping hills, if you want to detect the enemy situation in the distance, it is best to have one or two magicians.
Since there is a magician investigation team in the West Route Army, Andrew can accurately grasp the whereabouts of evil spirits.
At this moment, the vanguard of an evil ghost army has climbed over the overlapping hills and is quickly approaching here.
One thousand five hundred construct knights have prepared everything. All the extra burdens on the magic pattern war horses have been removed. These magic pattern war horses have been fully rested. Even the construct knights have maintained their best performance. Fighting status.
All the construct knights lined up in a row, forming a nearly one kilometer long front on the hillock.
They carried the sand and sunshine on their backs, and each held a five-meter-long knight's spear in their hands.
The magic-patterned war horse stepped on the soft moss and snorted from time to time.
The humid air blows on the body, making people's clothes feel damp. There is a fishy-sweet smell floating in the air. This weird smell is emitted by the moss on the ground. Many purple moss even bloom on it. Small yellow flowers the size of rice grains.
An earthworm crawled out of the soil, its pink flesh twisted together, looking like a small snake.
A magic flare lit up in the sky in the distance. Andrew set his sights on the flare and waited for a while before saying: "They are coming! Everyone! We are ready to fight!"
All the knights raised their spears...
The vanguard of the Evil Ghost Legion appeared at the highest point of the grassy slope opposite. First, the head of an Evil Ghost Warrior was revealed, followed by a second, third... and then a large number of Evil Ghost Warriors poured out, almost The whole slope was crowded.
Almost all the evil ghost warriors roared in unison, and for a moment the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard on the grassy slope opposite.
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Marquis Simon Jeffrey had packed up his gear a long time ago. They were just unwilling to leave like this. It was not until they saw a large number of evil spirits appearing on the hillside not far away that Marquis Simon Jeffrey led the Constructed Swordsmen Group to retreat eastward.
But Marquis Geoffrey did not go too far.
He was sure that even if the evil ghost army was charging towards here, his group of constructed swordsmen could easily throw off the pursuing evil ghosts on this grassland.
He let the Construct Knights rest here, while he, along with several of his cronies and the leader of the Swordsmen Regiment, stood at the highest point of the hillside, preparing to wait and see what happened to the Construct Knights of the West Route Army. How powerful is it in combat.
I heard that this Constructed Knights represents the highest combat strength of the Western Route Army and can be regarded as a flag of Lord Surdak.
Marquis Jeffrey has not yet seen how strong this Constructed Knights are. Why do 1,500 people have the courage to fight against an evil ghost army?
So when Simon Jeffrey saw traces of evil spirits appearing on the high hills in the north, he even had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that the evil ghosts could defeat this Constructed Knights in one fell swoop.
A large number of evil ghost warriors began to gather on the opposite hillside. When the number of evil ghosts reached nearly 4,000, the grassy slope was already crowded with evil ghosts.
Under the command of the evil general, they were able to clumsily line up in long rows, forming a not-so-neatly square formation one row after another.
These evil ghost warriors have been hiding in the mountains of North Sunderland for a long time, chewing tree bark. Now they are finally able to climb out of the mountains and see such fat humans and war horses in front of them. There are only a few... Four to five thousand evil ghosts rushed forward, and even one person's kick could trample this group of construct knights to death.
Many evil ghost warriors realized that this battle didn't seem that dangerous, and the smell of meat wafting in the air was already unbearable for many evil ghosts...
The evil ghost warriors in the front row began to move forward involuntarily, holding swords in their hands and bone spurs growing out of their bodies little by little.
Although their footsteps were messy, many evil ghosts rushed down the grass slope at the same time. Their footsteps were connected together, like spring thunder exploding in the distance, and their sounds were low and connected into a line.
Marquis Jeffrey and his Constructed Swordsmen just watched from a distance, waiting for these evil ghost warriors to rush over and completely destroy the Constructed Knights of the West Route Army. If they were lucky, they might be able to survive. If you pick up a few sets of magic pattern structures that are repaired and can still be used on the battlefield, you will make money.
The evil ghost warriors at the front were running very slowly at first, but every time their footsteps fell, it seemed to give them a little courage.
With the accumulation of courage, the ghost warriors ran faster and faster, and the ghost warriors at the front seemed to be out of touch with the ones behind them.
Then the evil spirits behind also started running as hard as they could...
When all the evil spirits started running wildly, the grass on the opposite side was shaking.
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There was a row of constructed knights standing on the high hill, and Andrew stood at the front of the knights.
He saw the evil ghosts starting to run towards this side, and was worried that the charge distance of the Construct Knight would be greatly reduced, so he quickly raised the Butcher's Eye in his hand and shouted: "For the glory of Bena! "
"Come on!" the knights shouted.
A group of construct knights immediately clamped their legs on the horses' bellies, and a group of magic-patterned horses rushed out like arrows.
The evil general who was at the front of the evil army had a puzzled look on his face. He couldn't understand how such a small number of construct knights dared to be so decisive...
I saw a large group of ant cavalry emerge from behind a row of construct knights. Those ferocious-headed ghost-patterned soldier ants carried cavalrymen holding spears and charged behind the construct knights.
The evil ghost army rushed down from the grassy slope on the opposite side, only two hundred meters away from the charging construct knights...
Andrew led this group of construct knights without slowing down at all, and rushed straight towards the evil ghost warriors in the front row.
Just when the evil ghost warriors sprouted fine bone spurs all over their bodies, and each evil ghost became like a black hedgehog, countless giant ghost-patterned soldier ants suddenly emerged from the moss-covered ground under the evil ghost's feet. In an instant, the giant pliers above his head clamped the evil ghost warrior's ankles and calves, and the sound of countless bones rubbing together was heard.
Many running evil ghosts had their legs pinched off by giant ghost-patterned soldier ants under the influence of inertia...