Warlord: King of All Clans

David looked at the tightly closed lord's house and threw another angry punch, causing the oak door to vibrate.

Sir Lambert's life breath could no longer be sensed inside, and the surrounding River Bay Lord's army had already entered the River Bay Peninsula and was slowly advancing towards the River Bay Camp.

Kobold Guard crossbowman.

Wild hunter.

Riverbend Infantry.

Sword and Shield Militia.

Militia crossbowman.

Two-headed ogre tribe.

There were one hundred people in the east, one hundred people in the west, two, three, four, five groups, and the troops coming in an endless stream.

Traces of the enemy appeared in all directions.

Listening to his subordinates' continuous reports, David was secretly shocked.

Isn't this place a deserted and uninhabited wolf-killing plain? How come there are more people than rats?

How could those wild alien races obey the orders of their human overlords?

David did not hesitate any longer and decisively ordered: "Let's go! To the Stone Fort."

Watching the black-armored soldiers ride away on horseback, Feisa and Ivan, who had led their troops, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the barbarian camp next to the gravel road, the barbarians stood on the camp wall, holding longbows, watching the black-armored army leave without attacking rashly.

Uliyan had given instructions early on, asking everyone to bring their troops here just to intimidate the enemy and try not to engage in a head-on battle.

The current overall strength of the River Bay Infantry is almost at the level of the Empire's regular infantry. The best armor is legion chain mail, and the worst is double-layer fur with iron plates.

The rest of the troops were slightly worse equipped but more numerous.

The small legion raised by the Northern Banner Knights is usually of this strength and size.

But the Black Armor Army on the opposite side was composed entirely of elite soldiers wearing heavy armor.

They wore uniform leather-lined armor and heavy chain mail shirts, as well as a standard half-breastplate armor. Vital parts such as shoulders and thighs were also equipped with plate armor protection.

To put it simply, everyone wears soft armor, chain armor and plate armor, which is the so-called three armors.

The cavalry helmets they wore were top-grade helmets that could only be mass-produced by military factories in the southern border. Even the petty knight lords in the northern border might not be able to get them, at least not in small and medium-sized towns like Isenbol.

In addition to steel swords, hammers, steel-faced round shields, there are also military steel crossbows.

The entire set of equipment, not counting weapons and shields, weighs nearly a hundred pounds, which is thirty or forty pounds heavier than the total equipment of the River Bend Infantry. However, his movements are no less clumsy than those of the River Bend Infantry.

Such elite troops are already the top combat force of the Empire's mortal army and are capable of confronting the Orc infantry head-on.

Once the shield formation of the Hewan infantry was broken, it would be almost a one-sided massacre.

The longbows and heavy arrows of the Savage hunters could penetrate the enemy's heavy chain mail, but they could not penetrate the thick steel plates and the even thicker steel round shields.

What's more, the enemy's military steel crossbow is also very powerful, far from comparable to the low-quality Hewan crossbow.

Even the heavy infantry put down their shields and relied on their excellent armor to withstand the rain of arrows and shoot at the wild hunters without being at a disadvantage.

Such an elite force, thrown into the sparsely populated northern countryside, would be invincible, and a local lord alone would be unable to cope with it.

In the lord's house, Uliyan coughed up some blood before he felt a little better.

As a sergeant of the heavy armored elite infantry regiment of the Fengshen Fortress, Uliyan's physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, and his combat skills are also excellent.

Before Leo's extraordinary awakening, he was already one of the top ordinary people, but he had always been beaten by him like a dog.

When he was young and strong, Uliyan had suffered more serious injuries than this.

The orc infantryman swung his hammer hard, smashing his chest so hard that it made a dent. After lying in bed for a month, he was still full of energy.

But this time, the extraordinary man's hasty palm strike made him vomit blood and he almost couldn't recover.

I can only say that I'm getting old.

Olivia and Agatha returned to the lord's house under the protection of a group of kobold blacksmiths.

Seeing Uliyan's miserable condition, Olivia rushed forward to rescue him. With tears in her eyes, she tried to condense the holy light and released it on Uliyan's body.

Uliyan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then said to Magnar and Bjorn: "Notify everyone, the hunt has begun!"

"Kill a heavily armored soldier and you'll be rewarded ten gold coins and one mu of land!"

Seeing the two big hunters happily accept the order and leave, Urian looked at Sir Lambert's body again, and he didn't feel relieved.

He had no intention of assassinating the person, but rather planned to delay the incident slowly.

Wait until the enemy becomes alert, then gather troops to deter them.

Although Hewan’s current strength is not enough to defeat the opponent, it is not a soft persimmon that can be easily bullied.

As long as the princess is not at the river bend, the other side will never choose to fight him head-on, resulting in the loss of the elite black-armored soldiers in vain.

By the same logic, the other party doesn't want to lose the elite black-armored soldiers here. Does he want all his own people to be killed or injured?

For Hewan, a stalemate is equal to victory, and a draw is equal to winning.

Uliyan only hoped that the other party would sit quietly for ten days or half a month, eat and drink with him, until the griffin knight came to take the princess away.

He was even willing to provide the Black Armor Army with money for their return trip and welcomed them to come again next time.

But plans cannot keep up with changes. First, the other party was too vigilant and discovered it too quickly. Second, the opportunity was too good.

The two mid-level transcendents left Lambert's side. If Uliyang didn't take the opportunity to stab them, he would have to sit up in the middle of the night and sigh.

A strong dragon does not suppress a local snake, not because the local snake is so strong that it can compete with the strong dragon.

Rather, the local tyrants are venomous and insidious enough, and their home advantage is huge enough.

If a strong dragon has a flaw, it will be bitten.

As for his own safety, Uliyan didn't care about it at all.

His values ​​were simple. He thought it was a good deal to exchange the lives of some of his descendants, such as Leo, Vich, Ivan, etc., for a chance to survive for the people of the River Bay.

It would be a better deal to exchange your own life for a future for Hewan!

Uliyan's only regret was that the incident happened in a hurry and they were not well prepared. The enemy's camp was well guarded and they were very cautious in purchasing food, so they were unable to send surprises to their soldiers and horses in time.

Although the hunting order was issued, Uliyan did not hold much hope for the prey.

The Black Armor Army was not only well-equipped, but everyone had a horse. The Lord's Army of the River Bend could only follow behind and eat dust.

If you chase too closely, you may be defeated by a sudden counterattack from the opponent.

Only those wild hunters who are as comfortable as fish in water in the mountains and forests can cause some trouble to this steel-shelled turtle.

With the help of his juniors, Uliyang sat back on the lord's throne. He tried to take a breath and felt a sense of emptiness in his body.

He struggled to issue an order to Vichi: "Don't withdraw the assembled troops. All of them should go up to the city wall to prevent the enemy from turning back to retaliate. Send out all the Kobolds and Wild Folk Hunters and hold back every enemy you can."

"Send a messenger to the Lords' Council of Isembol, and tell Rigolav to muddy the waters."

"We have done our best. Now we can only rely on Leo himself."