The Subterrane Dwellers in the lumber mill soon noticed a group of adventurers on the other side of the river. The group consisted of a warrior, two crossbowmen, and a wizard. It was a common sight in both Erouine and Cruz. The appearance of this group of humans was undoubtedly a provocation to the Subterrane Dwellers, who had a strong sense of territory. Soon, a sharp whistle sounded in the camp, and the wooden gate creaked open. The Subterrane Dwellers rushed out, and two groups of more than thirty Subterrane Dwellers waded into the river.
They split into two groups and tried to surround the group. The adventurers had obviously noticed the commotion. The crossbowmen fired two arrows, one of which missed, and the other one hit, but it did not cause any damage. The crossbow arrow hit the chest of a Subterrane Dweller, and the huge impact caused it to take a step back in the river, splashing water, but that was all. The Subterrane Dweller shook its head, raised its spear, and followed the group.
"Their skin is really thick." Cornelius, who was hiding in the bushes, frowned. "The rumors were true. Even if there were a hundred of them, we would have a hard time dealing with them."
"They're fast too. It took them only a few seconds to travel from the other side of the river to here." Jutta replied. "Their speed is really scary. They're even faster than the best cavalry!"
"Faster than the best cavalry?" The tall commander of the Firelord Corps laughed. "That's because you haven't seen the best cavalry, Miss Jutta."
The red-haired mercenary was stunned and immediately glared at him.
Brando nodded. The Subterrane Dwellers were about as fast as the second line of cavalry. They were slightly slower than the best warhorses. However, the best cavalry in Wohnde did not ride warhorses. For example, Erouine's strongest Knight Patrol Knights. The name was used to describe the way these knights crossed the battlefield, calm and indifferent. In fact, it was a reference to the Flying Dragon Knights. Each of Erouine's legions had its own division, and they were usually the best of the best.
"Stop arguing." Cornelius interrupted the conversation between Raban and the female commander. "Look, there are at least two hundred Subterrane Dwellers in the lumber mill. With such a large number, our mercenaries will not be able to deal with them. "The middle-aged man shook his head as he spoke. His silver hair shone under the sunlight:" My lord, do you have any countermeasures? "
His gaze fell on Brendel, intentionally or unintentionally.
Amandina snorted softly. She could see through Brendel's intentions. Brando and Scarlett's strength were indeed enough to break through the lumber mill. Two Gold-ranked against a hundred Iron-ranked mercenaries would not be a problem. With the help of the mercenaries and the three Great Commanders, they would be able to take down the sawmill in two hours at most.
However, if he were to be led by the nose by these guys, then what prestige would Sir Overlord have left? Moreover, when she looked at Brendel's calm and confident face, she knew that the young man she had been following for so long must have a plan in mind.
Amandina coldly replied: "The Subterrane Dwellers are not good at sieges. Lord Ron of Barsor once went deep into the earth to deal with these creatures, and he clearly described their habits in his books. The Subterrane Dwellers' abilities are the most limited in this area. They have even lost their best method of digging tunnels. No matter how thick their skin is or how fast they run, as long as we take over the sawmill and switch from offense to defense, they won't be able to do anything. "
Raban turned to look at Brando and replied with a little surprise: "There's such a thing? My lord must have considered this when he chose this place as the starting point of the attack, right? "
Brando's expression did not change, but the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. He thought to himself that there really was no such thing.
It was a common phenomenon for lumber mills to be located near the river. Firstly, it was convenient for downstream transportation. Secondly, it was possible to build a waterwheel to drive the mill. After all, magic power was still a rare thing in this remote area.
But he did not know much about Tónigel. He knew that there were four lumber mills near Abies. As for the condition of these lumber mills, only God knew.
"There is a countermeasure," Brando nodded. "It depends on how many troops we can lure out." The young man turned around and smiled at his nominal subordinates. "But everyone can relax. This battle isn't as difficult as you think. Just treat it as a warm-up for the mercenaries to get used to each other."
Warm-Up?
Not only the three leaders, but also the leaders of the small mercenary groups were stunned. More than three hundred mercenaries against more than two hundred Subterrane Dwellers. What kind of warm-up was this? It was going to be a tough battle.
"Let's wait and see." Brando calmed himself down and looked at the riverbank. The battle on the riverbank had just begun. When the 'adventurers' realized the Subterrane Dwellers' intention, they began to retreat to the side of the forest. Although they were fast, they were still not as fast as the Subterrane Dwellers, and they were soon caught at the edge of the forest.
However, the wizard in the team immediately knocked his staff on the ground and loudly chanted an incantation. With a loud crash, the pebbles and soil under their feet lifted off the ground and lifted the four of them up. The soil rose up and formed a two-meter-tall, three-meter-wide castle. It had a parapet and battlements, and the castle was made of solid earth and stone. It protected the four of them in the middle.
City Building.
Everyone was taken aback. Only a Level 3 Law of Defense spell could produce such an effect. Although it was still far from the realm of the legendary sorcerer who could create a city out of thin air, it at least proved that the sorcerer on the field was at least at the peak of Iron rank.
Who was so extravagant?
The others turned their heads to see who was willing to send a third-circle wizard to the frontlines as bait. However, only Cornelius noticed the faint smile on Raban's face, as if he didn't care at all.
"Raban, is that one of your men?" He asked in a low voice.
The commander of the Firebrand Corps nodded without a care. "Mafferi, the best wizard in my corps." He replied.
"You're really generous." Cornelius did not feel relieved after confirming his suspicions. Instead, he felt a sense of crisis. The silver-haired middle-aged man looked at the tall and silent Raban, then looked at the silent Brando. He suddenly felt that his position was shaken.
He had fought side by side with the young lord for the longest time, and he thought that he would be able to leave a good impression on the youth with his performance. He did not expect that this quiet and honest veteran had unknowingly reached a tacit understanding with the young lord.
Perhaps they had even come to an agreement.
Cornelius cursed in his heart and gritted his teeth. However, his attention was immediately drawn to the battle at the edge of the forest. When Mafery retreated behind the warriors and crossbowmen to rest after casting the Fortification Spell, the middle-aged mage leaned his whole body on his cane and gasped for breath. The previous level three spell had obviously consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy.
However, the effects were obvious.
Just as Amandina had said, the Subterrane Dwellers were not good at sieges. These creatures that came from the Underworld had strong hind limbs, but their forelimbs were short and weak. They did not rely on their upper limbs to attack because their forelimbs were only used to wield spears and tools. When the Subterrane Dwellers attacked, they relied on the strength of their hind limbs to charge forward and convert it into energy to attack their enemies.
However, the wall alone was enough to cause them a lot of trouble. The two-meter-high wall was not tall, but the Subterrane Dwellers realized that when they leaped up to attack the Humans, they would be greeted with a cold glint of a sword, and they had no way of dodging it in mid-air.
In just a single exchange, two of the Subterrane Dwellers were slashed back. The short corpses flew back and rolled a few times before coming to a stop. Their companions quickly made way for them, and they slowed down their speed.
Through the feedback of the sound waves, they discovered that there was a tall stone castle in front of them.
The Subterrane Dwellers looked at each other, but the Subterrane Dweller 'Muru' who caught up to them immediately let out a sharp whistle and ordered them to spread out and attack from all directions.
"That's too much …" Amandina furrowed her brows. She knew that the four mercenaries that were acting as bait were elites that Brando had handpicked from her subordinates. All of them were at least at the peak of Iron-ranked. Even if they were on flat ground, they would be able to withstand the attacks of thirty Subterrane Dwellers for a while, let alone when they had the terrain advantage.
But no matter what, it was still too much for them to endure the attacks of thirty Subterrane Dwellers and lure them to send out more reinforcements.
However, what she didn't expect was that after the purple-red Subterrane Dwellers forced their companions to launch two rounds of attacks, they decisively used a sharp whistle to order all the Subterrane Dwellers to retreat. They surrounded the stone castle and waited in formation.
What was going on?
The four mercenaries were waiting by the parapet. The previous battle had already exhausted much of their stamina. If the Subterrane Dwellers put in a little more effort, they might be able to take down this temporary fortress in one fell swoop. They didn't expect the Subterrane Dwellers to retreat at this moment.
It was important to note that Wizard Maffery had already caught his breath. He would be able to join the battle again in a while.
"The Subterrane Dwellers aren't willing to pay the price. Although it's possible to take down the fortress in one fell swoop, it's impossible to do so without paying a huge price when the terrain and individual strength are not in our favor." Brando explained when he sensed the surprise on the faces of the mercenaries around him.
Although these mercenaries were experienced in all sorts of battles, they didn't necessarily have any dealings with the underground creatures of Jorgundy. In the underground world where competition was cruel, population and military strength were both very precious resources. They were not allowed to be wasted.
This was also the reason why the average strength of an individual in the Underworld was relatively high.
"I see." Cornelius glanced at Brando. As mercenaries, they didn't necessarily look up to nobles and scholars on the battlefield, but they couldn't help but look up to someone who was able to use their secret knowledge on the battlefield. "But I didn't expect the Subterrane Dwellers to be so weak. Don't they have the habit of building cities?"
Brando almost choked when he heard this question. He thought that the Subterrane Dwellers of Jorgundy Ridge were much better at building cities than humans. This was because the Subterrane Castles were first built to guard against the invasion of demons. The walls were thick and sturdy enough to make a human fortress like Braggs blush with shame. As for the fortifications, they came from the Dwarves living in the mountains. Cities like Abies were nothing compared to them.
"It's not that the Subterrane Dwellers don't have the ability to attack cities," Cornelius replied. "They are a first-class organization in Jorgundy Ridge, and they usually work together with another first-class organization called Bugbears."
"Bugbears?" Raban asked.
(Author's Note: I've been painfully stuck in this story for a long time, but I'm slowly recovering.
No one wants to stop updating. If you stop updating, you'll just miss out on the next chapter, and I'll lose even more.)
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