"Stand up your shield!"

"Assassin!"

"Draw out the knife!"

…

On the hill at the entrance of the valley, Samwell's voice was already hoarse.

But the look on his face became more and more relaxed.

Until now, not only the new recruits have completed their transformation under the baptism of blood, but Samwell has also strengthened his confidence in the military theory he has figured out. On this battlefield dominated by cold weapons, neat queues and strict discipline

And good order is the most powerful weapon.

The corpses of savages almost covering the hillside in front of us are the best proof of this theory.

Samwell could already feel that the enemy's momentum was fading rapidly, and the offensive momentum was no longer what it used to be. I believe it won't be long before the savages will not even dare to launch another round of attacks on the hills.

Even without Todd Flowers' flanking attack, Samwell was confident that he could lead his new recruits to defend the entrance of the valley.

Looking at the dark savages crowded in the valley, Samwell even had time to think that it would be nice if he had some archers.

At this time, shooting several rounds into the crowd will definitely destroy the morale of the barbarians.

Of course, this can only be thought about.

It is not easy to train a qualified archer. Four months is certainly not enough time. What's more, archers are a very expensive unit.

We can only wait until the territory grows in the future.

There are also cavalry, which will cost even more money...

"kill!!!"

A roar like thunder on the ground exploded in his ears, and Samwell suddenly came back to his senses. He saw one of his shield soldiers flying up like a kite with a broken string, tumbling several times in the air before hitting him hard.

He fell, his whole chest was sunken, and unstoppable blood gurgled out of his mouth.

what happened?

Samwell was shocked to find that a majestic savage actually tore through the defense line of the shield soldiers and rushed forward. He waved his long knife and was unstoppable. The tiger tooth necklace hanging on his chest flashed with frightening blood.

"Stop him!"

Bang!

Cheka swung his sword and smashed the wooden shield in front of him into pieces again. Among the wood chips flying in all directions, his blood-red eyes locked on the man who was giving orders on the hillside.

"Die to me!"

Cheka roared wildly, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and rushed towards Samwell.

In the lightning flash, Samwell couldn't dodge at all, so he could only bravely block with his sword.

clang!

Amidst the violent clang of gold and iron, Samwell let go of his long sword, and his whole figure seemed to have hit a truck and flew backwards.

The severe pain in his chest made it almost impossible to breathe.

Fortunately, he was protected by mail for that knife blow just now, otherwise he would definitely have been disemboweled by this terrifying savage!

Before Samwell could take a breath, Cheka was already laughing maniacally and slashing down with his sword again.

The fishy wind that hit his face was like the breath of death, almost making Samwell's liver and gallbladder burst.

At the critical moment of life and death, he tried his best, using his hands and feet, and crawled a few steps to the side like a big lizard.

puff--

The steel knife hit the ground hard, and the flying dirt and gravel scratched several blood marks on Samwell's face.

Just a little bit away from him, he was about to be separated.

Samwell tried to struggle to get up, but at this time his hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead and he could not move at all.

But Cheka pounced again.

"Protect Lord Caesar!"

The soldiers finally reacted and stopped the Cheka.

Samwell quickly took a few breaths and then realized that his mouth was full of fishy-sweet taste.

What a terrible savage!

What a tyrannical force!

After these days of hard training and the help of the golden tail shrimp, his strength attribute now exceeds that of ordinary people, reaching 1.32.

But in front of this terrifying savage, he is still so vulnerable!

Samwell secretly guessed that this savage's strength attribute might have reached 3, or even higher!

"The second group comes forward! Hold the line of defense! The third group goes to surround the savage!"

Samwell regained his breath and quickly ordered.

This is the benefit of having a reserve team. The defense line that was breached just now quickly stabilized again.

As for the Cheka, no matter how powerful he is, what kind of trouble can he make when surrounded by dozens of gun and shield soldiers?

The role of individual bravery in war is extremely limited.

However, Samwell also had to admit that it was really thrilling just now.

That savage's personal strength and timing were extremely terrifying. He rushed into the battle just now. If he succeeded in killing Samwell, he might really be able to turn the tide of the battle and turn the tide.

But unfortunately, it's only a little bit short.

At this moment, Cheka could only be surrounded by more than a dozen spears, shooting from the left to the right, in a state of embarrassment, and soon received several wounds on his body.

Cheka roared like a trapped animal in the cage, a cold light flashed in his blood-red eyes, and he suddenly threw the steel knife in his hand towards Samwell!

"die!"

Fortunately, Samwell had been paying attention to this man's movements. Upon seeing this, he quickly took the wooden shield from the soldier beside him and blocked it in front of him.

Bang!

With strong inertia, the long knife pierced a hole in the wooden shield, but it was still blocked by Samwell's mail.

The incomparably powerful force actually made Samwell take three steps back and sit down on the ground.

Swallowing the blood that surged to his throat, Samwell struggled to get up again and roared:

"kill him!"

"kill!"

Seeing that the savages had no weapons, the soldiers swarmed forward.

"Ouch——"

Cheka roared wildly, as if he was crazy, and was about to charge in the direction of Samwell again.

The soldiers quickly gathered together, ready to protect their lord to the death.

But who would have expected that Cheka suddenly turned around and rushed out of the valley.

Before, this savage had always been extremely fierce and indomitable, but now he suddenly started to play tricks and really caught the soldiers off guard.

In a daze, the Cheka actually broke out of the encirclement.

"Stop chasing! Hold your position!" Samwell quickly stopped the soldiers who were trying to pursue.

Although he wanted to kill the savage with a thousand knives, he also knew that the overall situation was more important.

Besides, the savage was already seriously injured, so there was nothing to worry about.

Although the Cheka's rampage caused the defenders to scramble for a while, it turned out that the attack was just a comeback.

After that, the savages could no longer pose any threat to the front on the hill.

Moreover, Samwell had already heard the sounds of fighting coming from outside the valley.

Apparently, Todd finally led his troops to fight back.

A burst of cheers suddenly erupted in the camp, and the morale of the soldiers was even higher.

But the savage on the opposite side became more and more sluggish.

Although they organized several more attacks, the position on this small hill was as impregnable as a city wall made of steel.

The road ahead was blocked and the rear was attacked. The savages in the valley who were unable to advance or retreat finally began to get anxious and even panic.

At this time, the first ray of light in the morning finally broke through the deep darkness, illuminating the valley amid the fierce battle and making this hellish scene appear in front of everyone——

From the mouth of the valley to the defense line of the pioneering team, the slope of more than a hundred feet was densely covered with the corpses of savages. Among the piles of corpses, there were still savages who had not yet died, and they let out heart-rending wails.

, just hoping to get a relief.

The flowing blood dyed the earth dark red, and the strong smell of blood filled the air, almost suffocating.

This apocalyptic scene became the straw that broke the camel's back, and the savage army finally collapsed!

They could no longer organize a decent attack, and either ran back like crazy, or held their heads and burst into tears, or collapsed on the ground motionless, as if they were scared to death...

Samwell took the opportunity to announce loudly to the savages:

"Put down your weapons and surrender without killing!"

The soldiers on the hillside also began to move the front line forward, shouting as they walked:

"Put down your weapons and surrender without killing!"

"Put down your weapons and surrender without killing!"
Chapter completed!