“Follow the knight!”
A young man in the city defense army raised his arms and shouted, following in Griffith's footsteps he rushed into the crowd.
Griffith cut down the red flag with one halberd and killed several people. Wherever he went, he was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the rebels fled away one after another, not daring to attack.
He went from south to north, from east to west, specifically picking up the rebels who gathered in piles to attack. Many of the armored rebels did not have the idea of ​​counterattack, but once Griffith arrived, they could not hold on.
After repeated attacks like this several times, the rebel crowd gathered and was dispersed many times. Finally, hundreds of rebels on the high ground exploded like a flooded ant nest, emitting earth-shattering shouts.
 “Lost!”
 “Lost!”
They threw away their weapons and fled to the shoal to the west. The water there was shallow and they could flee all the way to the camp in the southwest. There was also a large group that rushed into the warehouse on the north slope. Hundreds of hands pushed each other and hundreds of big feet stepped on them.
The fallen companions howled and crowded on the slope of the mountain road.
 “Pursuit, follow me!”
Griffith shouted loudly that the battle had achieved results beyond expectations, and that as long as he worked harder, he could completely destroy the northern camp. In this way, he not only defeated a rebel who threatened Sonia's safety at all times
The reinforcements coming from the northeast also had a foothold across the river.
The first time you independently commanded the battle, you were able to break the camp. This kind of achievement is much more glorious than bullying the goblins at the small intersection in the village!
The morale of the city defense army was greatly boosted. Dozens of soldiers howled and rushed forward, charging at the rebels who could not dodge with wooden guns in hand.
"Lost! Defeated!" The rebel soldiers ran everywhere like ants on a rotten tomato. Many of them rushed into the warehouse to snatch food and supplies, and then lit a fire themselves like crazy, burning the warehouse and their fellow soldiers.
The robe burned into a ball of fire.
Griffith originally planned to arrange for men to set fire, but he did not expect that not long after the rebels collapsed, the barracks and tents on the top of the low mountain burned to an earth-shattering level. The fire spread along the shrubs and woods, burning the entire hill.
Thick smoke billows.
The highlands were full of chaotic rebels looting and burning their warehouses, and almost no one dared to stop Yambol's city defense army.
But the soldiers around Griffith also melted like ice cubes thrown into boiling water. Before he rushed into the depths of the camp, he found that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and many people disappeared in a flash near warehouses and tents.
Lost traces.
Although the battle went extremely smoothly, Griffith's troops were also disintegrating rapidly.
 He just wanted to defeat the entanglement and relieve Sonia, and he didn't pay attention to the situation in front of him at all.
When they were in the east, Erza led them several times into the villages and towns of orcs and trolls. Although the battle was fierce, some comrades always disappeared inexplicably. Erza had to form a team every once in a while, even if
Even so, there are often people who can no longer be found for no apparent reason.
　　In the end, she had to arrange in advance who would burn the den and who would open the boxes.
Erza Valkyrie has a famous saying that she often says: "Robbery, no, expropriation is an art."
Griffith never thought of this at all, and by the time he found out, the situation was already in chaos.
 “Concentrate on me!”
 “Don’t scatter!”
 He ​​shouted repeatedly. But the overwhelming screams and chaotic shouts completely suppressed his slogans. Even if he shouted his throat, he could not regroup his soldiers.
 Griffith realized that the vague feeling he had before the battle was not an illusion. He had really forgotten a particularly important element.
His troops had neither flags nor drums or horns, no timetable for extending victory and retreat, and no means of summoning his subordinates to give them orders!
 The movement of more than a hundred people relied entirely on his shouting, and once they entered into a chaotic battle, they completely lost control.
“Retreat!” Griffiths, who was victorious in pursuit, gave up and shouted to his subordinates who were frantically looting around him, “Take your belongings and go back to the ship!”
 Must retreat as soon as possible.
Although the battle went smoothly, Griffith Squadron also exhausted its already low and almost non-existent organization level while defeating the bandits.
The whole squadron was in disarray. Except for a few timid and cautious men who were still with him, the bold soldiers and the scoundrels called from the street had disappeared.
Not long after the rebel leader Mosmok was killed, the organization of the city defense army and militia was gone.
Although Griffith was unstoppable, he was already beating a drum in his heart.
Hearing his order, less than a quarter of the soldiers retreated to the flat-bottomed boat with some looted property. Others ran down from the high ground one after another holding large and small bags.
Their shield carts were also missing, and everyone was loading valuable and worthless belongings onto the ship. Some even wanted to go back and move them again.
There is no movement in the turbid muddy water below the high ground. There may be vague figures and smoke at Beit Manor in the distance. However, behind the high ground that is out of sight, it is unclear whether the rebels in other camps are moving or whether reinforcements have been sent.
unknown.
This highland where hundreds of rebels are stationed is very large, and the sight is full of defeated enemies and burning buildings. The leader of the camp, Mosmok, has been killed, but Griffith is not sure if there will be more.
A stronger extraordinary person appears.
The rebels have a sword master who has stepped into the extraordinary!
If the Sword Master Lancenis whom he met last night appeared here, Griffith estimated that with his own ability, his head would be chopped off in a few rounds, the tip of his spear would be inserted, and he would be hung on the wall.
Griffith is here to harass and contain the rebels. It is good to be able to break the camp, but if you fall in too greedy for the victory, you will be ruined.
"Retreat! Everyone get back to the ship!" Griffith shouted, "This is an order! If you want to survive, come back with me!"
 Some city defense troops and militiamen gathered around him.
　　It can be seen that they really want to go to the camp to grab something more, but Griffith, who killed the rebel leader in one round, is also a powerful and terrifying knight in their eyes, and their orders must be obeyed.
Griffith glanced at them coldly, shouting to me just once in his heart, if you want to die, go ahead...
 Only half of the team of more than 150 people came back one after another.
After a while, the soldier of the city defense army who had just charged with Griffith came back. He didn't bring any belongings or packages, but he grabbed three companions of the city defense army. These city defense soldiers also carried heavy weapons like the others.
Pack small bags.
 “Mr. Knight, wait for us!”
 The pawn was out of breath running, but he finally caught up before everyone left.
Griffith looked at him deeply: "Get on the boat!"
The city defense troops gathered on the shore were quickly assigned to the flat-bottomed boats and prepared to set sail. This time there was no rush car, and the load on the flat-bottomed boats was only the goods that everyone had just snatched. Dozens of soldiers worked together to push them out of the shore.
The shallows on the edge.
“Sir, Sir Knight,” a bold militiaman quietly approached Griffith and asked, “There are still many people who have not come over. Do you want to wait for them?”
The soldiers nearby also cast inquiring glances. Only half of the people on the three ships that came together were withdrawn. The others either ran away or rushed into the rebel camp and started looting in chaos.
"Take all the punts away. We will come back later. If they want to come back, they can use the rebel rafts," Griffith waved casually. "If anyone wants to stay and wait for them, you can
Leave."
The militiaman who asked the question was just asking and immediately fell silent.
 “Let’s sail!” Griffith grabbed an oar and started rowing hard. With him as an example, the three flat-bottomed boats quickly retreated and left quickly towards the return route.
About a few minutes after the punt left, a group of rebels appeared in sight. Their ranks were well-organized and they began to counterattack the remaining officers and soldiers.
Griffith looked at the retreating camp. In the light of the sky, the city defense troops and militiamen who had been left behind were scurrying towards the shore, and were then overwhelmed by the rebels who were overtaking them.
 Their screams could be heard from afar, and the people on the flat-bottomed boats showed expressions of fear and joy. Some people also clutched the belongings in their hands, with very complicated expressions on their faces.
If I stay, lead them to hold on and fight back, I may be able to completely defeat these rebels and destroy the camp here... Griffith shook his head and got rid of this idea. As the only commander who can organize the battle at the moment, he cannot take risks
Throw yourself here.
With a slight sense of guilt and regret, Griffith gently rubbed the Anima breastplate he had just snatched.
This breastplate is very well made. If you look closely, you can see that the frame is made of brass and silver is woven into complex mesh patterns. Grooves made of precious metals are reserved on the shoulders, waist, abdomen and chest.
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Although the gems in the grooves have been lost, the faint fluctuations of magic power on the breastplate still make Griffith ecstatic.
This is an enchanted breastplate with a magic pattern structure drawn on it. As long as crystals and gems containing magic are embedded in key locations, the breastplate will provide more powerful benefits.
Even if it is not inlaid with expensive gems, this breastplate can provide good defense against sharp weapons and blunt weapon attacks.
 After this war subsides, be sure to ask the Larmore family to help match the gems on the breastplate.
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To be continued...