Warlord: King of All Clans

In the city of Osluden, the Riverbend Legion pacified the townspeople, repaired the city defenses, and began to deploy troops outward.

The 10,000-strong Riverbend human legion only had 4,000 veterans. The remaining 6,000-strong full-complement musket legion was entirely composed of raw recruits who had never been on the battlefield.

Asa's troll legion was similar, with only 3,000 iron-clad trolls who could be considered qualified warriors. The other 3,000 troll musketeers were ordinary trolls cobbled together from various sources.

The only difference between young trolls and young humans was that trolls were taller and stronger, and could use troll-specific long-barreled muskets.

These long-barreled muskets, called 'lift guns' by the Kobolds, had mediocre accuracy, but were powerful and had a long range, second only to the rifled muskets used by the Riverbend soldiers.

However, in terms of military discipline and war training, the young trolls were even worse than the Riverbend militia.

In addition, there were 4,000 various alien races in Riverbend, a motley crew of all sorts.

While the main force of the Riverbend Legion was still on its way, Strong could not wait and began to mobilize his forces to arrange the battlefield.

After the main force of the MacDonald Legion entered the territory of Osluden, they swept across the land, quickly clearing out the southern lord's forces, and even coerced nearly 10,000 Gustav militia from various places.

They originally had 20,000 combat troops, and counting the coerced militia and auxiliary soldiers behind them, they had more than 40,000 men, slowly approaching Osluden.

After taking Osluden, the Riverbend Legion also suffered damage, and most of the generals advised Strong to be conservative and defend Osluden first.

In the Earl's mansion of Osluden, a group of generals gathered around the sand table. Asa advised, "My troll legion has been trained for too short a time. They still use traditional methods in the field. They might accidentally shoot their own comrades. The Riverbend Legion also has too many new recruits. Defending a large city is definitely not a problem, but fighting in the open is a bit too risky."

Roman also nodded and said, "The musket legion is full of new recruits with no field combat experience. They seem to have strong firepower, but in reality, they are likely to collapse after encountering a wave of cavalry charges."

After listening to them, Strong nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, so the troll musketeers and the musket legion will be responsible for defending the city. I will only take the veterans to fight."

Roman exclaimed, "We are outnumbered, yet you want to divide our forces?"

Strong chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you are anxious, but the enemy is even more anxious. Our reinforcements are on their way. Once they arrive, the enemy will not be able to capture this Earl's main city."

Roman shouted, "Isn't that a good thing?"

The MacDonald Legion had besieged Osluden for a year during their last invasion of the Gustav Earldom, but they failed to capture the large city.

This time, their forces were doubled, but the defenders' combat power had more than doubled.

As Strong said, as long as the Riverbend reinforcements arrived in time, the MacDonald Legion would have no chance of breaking through the fortified city.

"Precisely because it is a good thing for us, the enemy is even more anxious. And when they are anxious, they will reveal their flaws."

"If I send troops to ambush them at this time, who would expect it?"

Asa immediately retorted, "But how do you know where the enemy's main force is coming from? What if the ambush fails and we are surrounded and annihilated?"

There were many high-level transcendents in the MacDonald Legion who could pose a threat to the Pegasus Knights. Therefore, after losing a Pegasus Knight, Strong ordered the Pegasus Knights not to get too close to the enemy and only scout around the periphery.

Hearing Asa say this, Strong looked at her, "Then what do I need you to come along for?"

Soon, two thousand Riverbend soldiers, five hundred werewolves, five hundred boar riders, plus three thousand iron-clad trolls, formed a mixed legion and headed south under Strong's leadership.

One hundred miles south of Osluden, the MacDonald Legion was marching urgently.

Lines of musketeers formed long snakes, walking on the muddy roads in the fields.

Because the team had expanded, it appeared somewhat bloated, so the marching speed was much slower than before.

Fortunately, Earl MacDonald had been here many times and was very familiar with the terrain and road conditions, so he was not too worried.

His staff came forward and presented the latest intelligence, "My lord, the Tyrell Legion has sent the latest battle report. They were ambushed halfway and plan to withdraw to Cragrock City to rest."

Orlando MacDonald couldn't help but sneer, "Ambushed? Is the Riverbend main force on the west side? Didn't they say that Osluden had already been taken by Riverbend? Where did the enemy come from in the west?"

The staff member whispered, "I heard it was a group of alien races."

"That's a joke. Tyrell prides himself on being prudent, but he has suffered a setback. Ten thousand elite lord's troops were actually repelled by alien races. If this spreads back to the Southern Border, their family will be infamous for ten thousand years."

The staff member was not happy and asked, "What about us? Should we slow down our march to avoid being ambushed as well?"

Orlando MacDonald shook his head and retorted, "No need. The Riverbend Legion just captured Osluden and is repairing the city defenses. Moreover, their forces are less than half of ours. They would not risk leaving the city for a field battle."

According to the latest sand table deduction, the Riverbend reinforcements would take half a month to reach Osluden. This half month was their opportunity.

Once the reinforcements arrived, the two sides would be evenly matched, and this blitzkrieg would fall into a stalemate.

Osluden being captured by Riverbend's blitz had already exceeded his expectations, giving him a hard checkmate and ruining his plan to drive straight into the Riverbend Earldom. How could MacDonald miss a second chance?

Beside him were the Northern Cardinal Archbishop Eric, who had fled from Osluden, and the Archmage Sapear.

Hearing Earl MacDonald say this, Sapear, with his full head of white hair, couldn't help but say, "The Riverbend Legion is brave and powerful, and the high-level transcendents are also strong. Earl, please be careful."

MacDonald glanced at the two newly surrendered subjects, resisted the contempt in his heart, and nodded, "Archmage is right. I will send scouts to scout around and guard against the enemy."

As they spoke, in the hills ten miles away, Strong led the Riverbend Legion to lie in wait quietly.

Six's five hundred boar riders and Akhan's five hundred werewolves were all sitting still.

The two thousand Riverbend soldiers, in addition to being equipped with rifled guns, had also dragged in twenty field guns.

Unfortunately, the road conditions in the Gustav Earldom were not as good as those in Riverbend, and those heavy guns could not be transported.

The strong gold color was the trace of the eighth-level Temple Knight Eric. The vast blue color was the eighth-level Archmage Sapear. There were also three unknown magic fireflies hidden in the dark.

And the elite legion in MacDonald's hands also had a large number of mid- and low-level transcendent officers, which were unusually conspicuous in Asa's perception.

Strong scratched his butt, looked back and counted his own masters, and said fiercely, "We have Freya and Godwin, it will be easy to fight!"

"Little ones, charge!"