Lord of the North

"Let's go to the barracks!" That afternoon, after listening to the report of the cavalry who had broken out from the outpost, Jason immediately said to Lang Nat next to him solemnly.

"Go down and rest first." Then he said to the cavalry kneeling in front of him.

"My lord, please go and save the brothers as soon as possible!" The cavalry was full of grief and anxiety.

"I will, you go down and have a good rest first!" Jason emphasized his tone.

"yes!"

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"The actions of these barbarians this time are very unreasonable. If they can wait until Dorn and his party are far away before attacking them, it will definitely bring them huge losses, and they will not have a chance to escape back to the outpost." Arrived at the barracks. , Jason told the matter to Lancelot, and then Lancelot thought about it and raised his head and said to Jason.

"But we can't control that much anymore, these soldiers must be rescued." Jason sighed, why didn't he think of this?

Since they were able to gather together instead of plundering resources, but ambushed the outpost, it meant that there was a commander behind them.

There is a smart commander who can do such an unreasonable thing, it can only show that there is a conspiracy, maybe it is to lure them to rescue, and then inflict heavy damage on the army led by Iron Fang, and finally they can act recklessly Looted the entire Iron Fang collar.

"I'll dispatch troops right away." Lancelot bowed his head and accepted the order. There are still 700 regular troops in Iron Fang Town, and about 500 reservists are undergoing training.

This time Lancelot intends to take away all the regular troops, and the guarding of Iron Tooth Town will be handed over to these five hundred reserve soldiers. At least it will not be breached in a short period of time if it is attacked.

Besides, where did so many enemies come from in Iron Fang Territory, is it really just a display of patrolling scouts between Erbia and Iron Fang Town?

"When the time comes, you lead the troops to rush to the rescue first, and we will arrive later." Jason stroked his chin and said suddenly.

"Yes." Lancelot was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he reacted instantly.

"My lord, if we attack us head-on, we may suffer heavy losses." Langnart, who had been silent all this time, said calmly after Lancelot left.

"Then we won't attack head-on." Jason raised his eyebrows and shook his head. Although his long golden hair was pretty, it was really in the way.

...

In the outpost on the second day, all the soldiers took the time to rest, because these barbarians didn't know why they didn't attack madly, but gave them a breathing space.

Although they didn't understand why they did this, the soldiers didn't have time to think so much. If they had the time, they might as well recover some energy to survive the next attack from the barbarians.

"My lord, their attack strength is wrong." The centurion ran to Dawn and whispered, his eyes fixed on the barbarians outside the wall, who were resting in the distance.

"It's really strange." Dawn frowned. The barbarians who besieged the wall only made a few tentative attacks that day, leaving behind a dozen corpses before hurriedly retreating to the distance.

It was not easy for the outpost. Although the soldiers were well-trained, they were still somewhat powerless to face this group of terrifying barbarians, and lost more than 30 soldiers after several defenses.

This made Dawn very guilty. He is now a nobleman. These soldiers are not his private soldiers but Jason's army. After all, he brought them out because of his own will.

"Unless they're waiting for something." Don thought for a while and said uncertainly.

"A weapon that can destroy the wall?" The centurion also guessed aside.

"No." Dawn shook his head. If these barbarians wanted to enter the outpost, they didn't need weapons that could break through the walls.

"Then what are they waiting for?" The centurion was really puzzled now.

What the hell are these savages up to?

"Could it be waiting for our reinforcements?" Dorn said hesitantly.

"No way?" The centurion didn't quite believe it. Wouldn't this be digging his own grave?

"What if there are other barbarians besides these barbarians?" Dawn stood up suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were full of green light, scanning the surrounding environment.

But nothing was found.

"Could it be that my guess is wrong?" He sat down slowly, lowered his head in thought, mainly because this situation was really unusual.

"Sir, don't think too much, they are attacking again." The centurion suddenly interrupted his thinking at this moment, and said a little anxiously.

Donne regained his composure in an instant, looked up, and sure enough, as the centurion said, the barbarians resting in the distance stood up in a panic, rushing towards the outpost with jagged weapons in their hands.

"The whole army is on alert!" He stood up and shouted, grabbing the longbow beside him by the way.

"The barbarians are attacking, the whole army is on alert!" The centurion also called out to the soldiers who were still around.

They quickly got up from the ground. The archers bent their bows to aim, and the infantry came to the wall to stand guard with round shields. This set of movements was almost completed in a few breaths, reflecting their superb fighting quality and discipline!

"Ho ho ho ho!"

"Tusa!"

The savages shouted uneven slogans and rushed forward in a mess, but the word "Tusa" was very clear.

"Archers shoot freely, infantry pay attention to block!"

The neat projectiles can't bring obvious damage to this group of barbarians, because the number of archers is somewhat small, so letting them play freely may achieve good results.

If the infantry cannot effectively block and unload the heavy weapons in the hands of the barbarians, they will easily be knocked to the ground, and the final result will be death.

They are the most important guarantee that archers can effectively kill the enemy!

On the other hand, Dawn stood on a high place and searched for the existence of the leader among the barbarians. This kind of barbarians were generally the most powerful, and their strength was often directly proportional to their size.

Every time he bowed his bow and set an arrow and then let go, he would take a life away. Some barbarians had already discovered his threat, but unfortunately the distance was too far to cause him any harm.

Few of these backward barbarians can use spears, and archers don't even exist. What they believe in is absolute power!

Just as the outpost was being attacked, the reinforcements led by Iron Fang, who had been on the road all night, had already approached. This team consisted of 300 people, purely infantry, led by Lancelot.

But what makes people feel strange is that they all have a huge steel shield behind them, which looks clumsy and useless.

"Everyone!" He closed his eyes to perceive for a while, and then ordered loudly: "Array with shields!"

Following his order, all the soldiers raised their round shields and formed a circle vigilantly while moving slowly while observing the movement around them.

"Roar!"

Just as Lancelot gave the order, hundreds of barbarians suddenly emerged from the snow on the surrounding hillsides. They stood on the hillside and roared, but they did not rush down in a swarm.

The situation here was indeed caught by Jason's words. The soldiers in the outpost were really used as bait by these barbarians. The purpose was to lure Jason to send troops to support them!