"No! No! Oh my God! Here comes the Goddess of Mercy!" The farmer saw several black shadows appearing on the horizon and was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.
I saw a few bandits riding bad horses, wielding battle axes and long bows, rushing toward a family in the middle of the road.
"Run! Run!" The farmer subconsciously signaled his family to run away: "I'll stop them! Run!"
"What nonsense are you talking about! You are the only laborer. This family can live without me, but it cannot live without you!" The farmer's father and the boy's grandfather picked up a pitchfork, with determination on his old face:
"You run away quickly!"
"Hurry!!!" After saying that, the old man rushed straight towards the direction of the robber.
The two children were still standing blankly. They were so young that they still didn't understand what was happening.
"Grandpa... Grandpa?" The boy froze on the spot, looking at his grandfather's back: "Grandpa... Grandpa?"
"Run! Lucas! Clara! Wuwuwu~" The peasant woman took her two children and ran away with mission, with crystal tears in the corners of her eyes. She knew that her husband's father was risking his own life.
Delay time.
"Father!!!" The farmer put his mother on the trolley and pushed it with all his strength. It was not far from Milodenhaven. As long as he could run out for a short period of time, he might have a chance to survive.
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"Hand over all the valuables!" In the distance, the greedy voice of the robber could be faintly heard.
But the sudden response stunned the family.
"That's right, I'm talking about you. Hand over all your valuables to me! Then... leave your life here!" A knight wearing a full set of chainmail and breastplate suddenly appeared on the roadside.
A knight was riding on a war horse, with the White Wolf Knight badge hanging on his chest, holding a war hammer and shouting at the bandits charging in the distance.
His voice was more greedy than the robber's.
"FUCK! It's the White Wolf Knight! It's a trap! Everyone, get out!" There were five robbers who rushed over. They heard the child's cry and rushed over, but they actually met a White Wolf Knight?!
The leader of the robber was short in stature, holding a spear, and riding a short bad horse. Seeing a white wolf knight coming in front of him, he was so frightened that he tightened the reins quickly. As a result, the bad horse with poor reflexes fell down and fell down.
The robber also beat the dog and chewed the mud.
"Give it to me!" Ryan rode a horse and rushed past the old man. Without any explanation, he stretched out his hand and snatched the pitchfork from the old man's hand.
"Of course... of course, noble knight!!!" The old man replied subconsciously with his hands empty.
Ryan threw the pitchfork in his hand fiercely. The pitchfork flying in the air broke through the sound barrier and pierced the first robber's chest, knocking him off his horse and knocking down the other robber along the way.
"We have no choice but to fight!" At this time, there were only two robbers left. They knew that the inferior and inferior horses they were riding were absolutely inferior to the ability of Ryan's horse, so they could only turn the horses' heads and prepare to fight to the death.
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Ryan moved quickly. The two robbers had just turned around and Ryan had already passed by them.
Two heads fell to the ground.
The next thing was very simple. Ryan ignored the robbers' pleading with a smile, refinished the remaining three robbers, then picked up the pitchfork and handed it to the old man: "Give it back to you.
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"Thank you... thank you, Mr. White Wolf Knight!" The old man immediately reached out to take it, and then knelt down very excitedly: "Thank you! You saved our lives. Are you lucky enough to know your name?"
"My name is Lane, Sledgehammer Lane."
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When Ryan arrived at Miljödenhaven, he was leading several horses by himself, and there were many tattered armors and weapons hanging on the horses.
If these things are resold on the black market, they should be sold at a good price, Ryan thought.
When he thought about making a lot of money without any effort, Ryan was in a pretty good mood.
He likes robbers the most.
Because if the other party is a robber, Ryan can legitimately become a real "robber" and seize everything from the other party directly through violence. For Ryan, he is a knight of the kingdom, and he has the obligation to maintain public order within the boundaries of his country, so what he did
Everything is legal.
Unlike the bandits he let go before in the Hordalan Mountains, those bandits were villagers who couldn't survive. They had no choice but to become bandits. In this case, Ryan killed a few leaders and left the rest.
The villagers who still have their consciences are dismissed, which is a more ideal result.
But for these bandits who specialize in robbing homes on the road and attacking travelers and farmers, Ryan believes that there is no need for mercy. Letting them go is just to let the tiger go back to the mountain. For this kind of murderer whose hands are stained with the blood of innocent travelers and villagers,
He said that the only mercy is to punish them on the spot.
Then their ill-gotten gains become their own.
The good mood did not last long. When he noticed the situation at the city gate, his original mood completely disappeared.
Groups of soldiers were running continuously on the city wall. Various defensive equipment were assembled and reinforced. The non-commissioned officers loudly yelled at the soldiers to hold on tight. At the same time, they strictly interrogated those who wanted to enter the city, looking for possible barbarians.
spy.
The barbarians are coming! This is the information Ryan obtained from the villagers he met earlier.
"Crushing Bear" Birig led more than 4,000 barbarian troops into the hinterland of Nord, burning, killing and looting everywhere. Since almost all the troops were on the front line to resist the barbarian attack, Nord's internal defenses were empty.
When the king finally transferred his troops to deal with Berig, this barbarian army had already carved a path of blood in the territory of Nord.
Yesterday, Miljödenhaven received a tip from the front line that the bear tribe led by Brig was heading straight towards Miljödenhaven! It seemed that there was something in this port city that was attracting them crazily.
After receiving the warning, the city entered total martial law, and soldiers who had not fought hard for a long time continued to gather. All conscripts gathered under the messengers of the lord count and received weapons from the weapons depot.
Ryan jumped in and entered the city very easily, but before he could take a few steps, a group of heavily armed soldiers surrounded him. The leader of the army dismounted, walked up to Ryan, and saluted him with a military salute: "Hello!
Mr. White Wolf Knight 'Sledgehammer' Lane! It is a great honor to meet you. Our lord, His Excellency Earl Albert Baker, invites you to attend the ongoing military meeting."
"Of course, but please allow me to go back to the hotel to settle down." Ryan knew that he was preparing for battle.
"Okay, we'll wait for you here."
Hurrying back to the hotel, Ryan found the sorceress sitting in the lobby waiting for him, her long legs in tight black leather pants and high-heeled boots raised: "Lian? Why did you come back now? Let me tell you, the barbarians are heading towards
Here we come…”
"I know." Ryan put down his things in a hurry, and then handed over all the ill-gotten gains to the hotel owners for disposal. Most of these hotel owners had some dark ways to deal with these things.
"So, Ryan, we can no longer wait for the boat to go to sea. Sister Dietlind and I talked about it. How about we build a teleportation array, go directly back to Sky Castle, and then use the teleportation array there to go directly to Marienburg?"
Teresa stood up immediately and followed him upstairs: "What do you think?"
Only then did Ryan notice that the lobby was full of people, from businessmen to citizens, shopkeepers and farmers. Everyone was discussing the barbarian invasion, and everyone's face was full of nervousness: the barbarians are coming!
"There is no other way. There is no stable teleportation array here. If you want to build it yourself, the cost may be higher than the reward you commissioned this time, right?" Ryan rushed to the third floor, Trey
Sha followed him closely: "But you know, this city has mobilized a lot of garrison due to the war. Now even if the levies are added, the garrison will not exceed a thousand people! This city is very
You might not be able to keep it!"
"There are still militiamen." Ryan opened the door to his room and said calmly.
"Militia? What use are those peasants? They are only responsible for death..." Teresa was only halfway through her words when she suddenly closed her mouth subconsciously.
She had promised Ryan that she would treat everyone equally.
"I'm going to attend the pre-war meeting now." Ryan did not refute her on this point, because Theresa was actually right. There was only so much the militiamen could do. The man reached out and patted the sorceress on the shoulder:
"If you don't want to, then teleport directly back to Sky Castle with Ms. Dietlind! I am a knight of Nord, and I must fight to defend my country!"
"No, I will stay and fight against the enemy with you!" The sorceress rejected the man's suggestion.
"...Thank you." Ryan nodded: "Where are Alfred and the others?"
"The paladins have gathered at the Church of Justice. No one can stay out of this battle to defend the city." Theresa replied calmly, and then watched Ryan leave in a hurry.
Count Albert Baker, the "Tax Collector" of Miljödenhaven, was standing in his three-story castle. He and his two knights were standing in front of the map, checking the battle situation.
Albert is a middle-aged man in his forties. His appearance looks more feminine and gentle. He is not a rough man like Velarde. He has dark circles in his eyes and some unhealthy flushing on his face.
Standing with him were his two knights, Nikolay, nicknamed the "Knight of the Walnut", and Valdemar, nicknamed the "Knight of the Bamboo Pole."
"I really don't understand why these bastard barbarians are actually coming to Miljödenhaven? I really can't think of any reason for them to come to us? You have to know that they are already very close to Winter City.
"It's gone!" Albert cursed first. When he just received the tip, he really couldn't believe why Berig came to his territory. You know, Mjordenhaven is located on the west coast of Nord.
, has natural mountains as defense, and is only four or five days away from the empire's territory. Not only that, there is also a pass on the way to Mjordenhaven - Oak Pass.
"According to the intelligence from the scouts, Birig issued this order without any warning. His troops were originally heading to attack Winter City directly after destroying several villages, but... the bear tribe suddenly abandoned it.
Most of the captures and forced marches are coming towards Miljödenhaven!" Walnut Knight Nikolai is an elite mid-level ranger with medium-long hair. His weapons are a mace and a large bow carried on his back.
"The problem now is that we don't have enough defensive strength!" Valdemar, the bamboo pole knight, is an elite high-level knight with a small body. He likes to use lances and muskets. Neither of these two knights are regular members of the knights.
They are members, and their strength is very average, because the most powerful knight under Earl Miljödenhaven is participating in the war against the barbarians in the north.
Miljödenhavn originally had a standing army of 500 people, but after the king issued a call-up order, Miljödenhavn responded to the call and dispatched a large number of troops to the front line. Now the standing army in Miljödenhavn is less than 300 people, even if it is an emergency
After recruiting all the conscripts, whether we can raise a garrison of 1,000 people is also a big problem.
But the barbarian army has a total of four thousand people!
"Anyway, when is it expected that Birig and his damn bear tribe will arrive under the city wall?" Albert knew that it was useless to worry about why the barbarians suddenly rushed towards his territory. God knows what those heretics were thinking.
What are they?
"The defenders of Oak Pass will try their best to delay Berig's footsteps so that Mjordenhaven can improve its defenses as much as possible..." Walnut Knight Nikolai frowned. His face was full of grease, obviously he had eaten just now.
Meat.
Oak Pass is built on the mountain and is the only way between Mjordenhaven and Winter City. Mjordenhaven was not on alert due to the invasion of barbarians before because of this pass.
"There are only two hundred defenders at Oak Pass. We cannot hope that they can delay Berig's footsteps for a long time. My knights, tell me, according to the worst case scenario, when will the Bearman tribe arrive at me?
Under the city wall?" Albert waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to count those who had and did not have.
"At the fastest... thousands of barbarians will arrive at Mjordenhaven the morning after tomorrow." Valdemar, the bamboo pole knight, thought for a while and gave an answer.
The room fell into silence.
At this moment, the guard standing at the door stood at attention and saluted, and then Ryan walked in: "Hello, Sir Albert!"
"Hello! White Wolf Knight Ryan, I am Albert, Earl of Miljödenhaven. Welcome to your arrival. At this critical moment, we need your strength." Albert immediately stepped forward to greet him.
After briefly describing the current situation, the four people stood in front of the map again.
"Lian, you have participated in many wars with the barbarians. You know their fighting power best. With our current strength, can we hold on to this city?" The Lord Count turned his attention to Ryan for help.
"Then you have to tell me how much power this city still has."
"This city can probably gather about three hundred soldiers. In addition, if all the conscripts are recruited..." Albert focused on his secretary.
The secretary came up and said: "There are still about 600 registered conscripts."
"What about the veterans?" Ryan then asked.
"Even if we include retired veterans, there will not be more than 800 people at most." The secretary replied.
Ryan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke under Albert's expectant eyes. His voice was a little obscure.