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Chapter 390: The Last Guardian [Sid]

Warhammer City is in the remote suburbs.

When Sid looked at the road surface of the main road, he knew that this was the place where Roche once defeated the wrath of the North;

Even after repeated trampling by tens of thousands of people, this road has not yet returned to its previous level - it would be better to say that this cannot be restored by "stepping".

But this soft ground does give Sid a better convenience for defensive counterattacks—or a chance to delay time.

What he would also like to thank were the farmers who came with shovels; due to their existence, construction here was not very difficult.

Seven thousand people worked in turn on the road, and soon destroyed the main road to a bumpy pit;

It was not enough to just dig a hole, and Sid ordered people to lay some grass leaves and branches on it, disguising it as traps;

The road was destroyed like this, and the enemy would probably find a way to circumnavigate the forest - then Sid would achieve part of his purpose, but it was not enough.

After destroying the road in distortion, Sid started to lay out traps and pits in the forest, and even dug a deep and long trench on each side of the flank - it would take two or three days if the enemy wanted to go around.

But Duke Markin Wall would not do that. Sid guessed so in his heart.

He heard everything he did when he was eager to avenge his son;

He forcibly crossed the river and caused hundreds of people to be buried in the river; burned, killed, looted, and tried to turn Lein into scorched earth;

Everything he did was to release the anger in his heart; nothing could stop him, he would crush the Rein Leader completely with the wildest force so that he could calm his mood a little;

Will such a person take a detour because of some pitfalls? Order his army to walk through the slippery and muddy forest and arrive at the Lion City in a dirt?

No, he won't, he will let his army fill all the funny "traps" and break through the front;

That is the "domineering" that the Lord of the North should have...

Go to him, no matter whether he is domineering or not, in short, this will definitely delay for a while. Sid thought so.

It was early in the morning of the fifth day after leaving the city; according to estimates, the enemy should arrive here today.

In the "Redin Army" and "Big Camp".

Neither of these two words is very accurate; first of all, most of the seven thousand people here are not regular soldiers, but farmers with hoes and shovels; and the camp—except for Sid having a shabby tent, everyone else lay directly on the ground to rest;

They were not surrounded by tents made of canvas—they were taken to make quilts for night-proofing; even around the soldiers, there were pits and stakes—they had no intention of retreating, and even if they died here, they would stop the enemy from advancing.

This is also the only team that runs out of dry food but is not at all panic; everyone has finished eating, and they know that they will probably not have another meal.

Sid looked at the map and combined with the information coming to calculate the more specific time when the enemy arrived;

He had already done everything he could do - writing a suicide note was done before leaving the city.

All you have to do next is to wait quietly and then try your best to stop the enemy...

Fortunately, the Corey tribe did not come... Sid felt relieved and felt a little sour at the same time.

They followed their advice and did not send anyone to join this battle that would surely be defeated;

But... this also seems to mean that the friendship between the two parties is not that strong.

Stop thinking about it.

Yes, what can they do when they come? It's just adding thousands of strokes to Wall's credit book.

The more I thought about it, Sid walked out of the tent and stood on the observation deck - the so-called observation deck was just a simple "ladder" built by a few woods;

He looked to the farthest point in his sight—the end of the road surrounded by woods; it would not take long before piles of Wall soldiers would appear from there and take the lives of everyone present.

For their appearance, Sid hopes that they can come a little later - so that more people can escape to the East;

But I hope they will come earlier to end the suffering and pain of the waiting of these more than 7,000 people;

They know what they will face and have to divert their attention by chatting and joking.

... Soon, one figure after another appeared there interrupted Sid's entanglement;

The dense crowds of people began to appear from the end of the road, at first like ants, then like cockroaches moving in line, and finally, they were almost unstoppable enemies who were advancing with a breath of destruction.

Sid touched the small "horn" on his waist - the sound transmission magic he brought out of the castle;

He knew that in this situation, he could do a better job of scheduling and commanding in the middle of the team.

He kept his hand as steady as possible, then took it out, put it beside his mouth, and took a deep breath-

"The enemy is coming - the whole - ready to fight-"

The promise, which seemed noisy because of the conversation between the people, suddenly became quiet.

They picked up the weapons they were standing by with a serious expression and began to return to their own combat position.

"The first team, line up and move forward, head straight to the edge of the trench and take your seat!"

"Reserve team, do a good job of defense on both sides!"

"Arrowers, all are ready to shoot—!"

More than seven thousand people could hear Sid's orders clearly;

Even though many of them have not received professional training, they are still doing their best to cooperate.

The trap will delay their progress, and the archers will kill as much as possible at this time;

When the enemy tries to attack, the first formation must hold them until they are completely defeated, and then make up for the second formation;

Each archer carries enough arrows on his body, which can ensure sufficient damage to the enemy.

The trench extends quite far, and the enemy has absolutely no way to get around - but some of the Wall soldiers may arrive here by climbing, climbing, etc.... The existence of the reserve team is to prevent a small number of Wall soldiers from causing chaos.

For these "mobs" that are not prepared in full and even armor weapons, Sid is the limit to being able to do this;

He took a deep breath and looked at the Wall soldiers gradually approaching from afar, shaking their legs inadequately.

Ah, so many people... can't see the end of the team at all;

They kept coming from the corners of the road; with the density they were traveling, it was enough to extend several miles away;

Even if all the defenders of the Ryin Leader were trampled on the soil, their team would not see the end.

They are about to enter the range of the bow and arrow...Sid took a deep breath-

"Shoot the arrow—!"
Chapter completed!
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