Start with the Eye of Sauron

Soros revived all those who were still alive on the battlefield, whether they were his own or the enemy.

The number of people who were rescued did not exceed [-]. The soldiers on both sides had a certain amount of combat experience. After killing someone, they would usually make up for it.

Bringing the rescued people back to the city, Soros stood at the head of the city, looking down at the group of people he had just pulled back from the hand of death.

"I don't care if you are from my side or from hostile forces, I just want to say a few words to you."

"Now your life is given by me. Starting tomorrow, I will attack the villages and towns near Hayin Village, and try to take down the town of Balanli. Your team can only rush to the forefront. Whoever retreats, or mutiny occurs in our army, I will directly kill you to sacrifice the flag!"

"Okay, let's leave, everyone, go get some food and have a good rest tonight."

After saying this, Soros waved to the group of people who had just been revived.

"You also go to eat, your treatment is the same as other soldiers."

Hearing this sentence, the soldiers who had struggled back from the death line were relieved. In any case, they could at least fill their stomachs and survive another night.

After Soros left, Earl Nissun came among the soldiers and took a piece of food. Turning around, he looked at the soldiers at the back of the line.

"Listen to King Soros's words and go forward. As long as you have a breath of his healing technique, you can pull it back. If you go forward, you can live. If you turn around, there is only one way to die."

The soldiers obediently agreed, received the food, and began to enjoy it slowly.

The castle of Wiktu is very large, and it is not a problem to accommodate 200 people again. Bundles of dry straw were spread in the blacksmith shop, which temporarily became a resting place for these soldiers.

After fighting for a day, everyone was snoring like thunder. Soros also returned to the residence, got some water for himself, washed himself, went to the bedroom, and fell directly on the wooden board.

In the early morning of the next day, a horn sounded, and Soros' army hurriedly put on their armor and assembled quickly.

The team of 500 people went out of the city again, but those who charged yesterday stayed in Vectou, and the rest of the soldiers who were rescued by Soros and those guarding the city marched with the army and rushed to Hain to the village. . .

When he woke up in the morning, Duncan's head was buzzing. He looked at the scene around him and breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation has not yet reached the worst point, and now he has been pulled back to Balanli by the army.

Seeing him waking up, the officer in Baranley quickly gave him a large glass of water. Duncan took it up and drank it straight away before walking out of the house. He looked at the soldiers under him who were resting and told them to gather first.

Just as the group of soldiers began to assemble, a patrolling soldier had already come to Duncan, and he looked very flustered.

"They're at it again, they're at it again!"

Duncan was taken aback. There was only one sentry tower and a wooden wall in Balanli. People could not stand on the narrow wooden wall. There was no way to have a strong city wall in Balanli to stop the enemy's attack.

"All soldiers gather, mount the cavalry, and prepare for battle!"

With a fierce look in his eyes, Duncan went to the stables to look for his fierce horse with a spear in his hand. He quickly found his horse, returned to the room just now, and began to put on his armor.

At this moment, Soros' troops had already arrived at the outskirts of Balanli. There was another village behind Hayin Village, but there were no soldiers guarding it. Soros did not disturb the villagers there, and directly marched to Balanli.

"you?"

The guards on the sentry tower saw an army, most of which were dressed in Kosovo army uniforms, mixed with some Finley soldiers.

"Stop, what are you doing here?" the sentry asked loudly.

"Open the door!"

"No, there are Finley soldiers among you."

The sentinel looked nervously at the group of about 200 troops, and the two sides were at a stalemate at the gate.

Suddenly, a fireball flew over and directly blew a big hole in that wooden wall, and the wooden wall collapsed with a bang.

"kill!!!"

The soldiers in front rushed into Balan Lane quickly. Earl Duncan's soldiers had just assembled at this moment, and the three black giant wolves were still rushing forward, crashing into Duncan's troops in the blink of an eye.

The giant black wolf has become a symbolic symbol of death. At this moment, many soldiers have turned pale. They have lost two consecutive battles. At this moment, someone actually knelt down and dropped their weapons.

As soon as Duncan lifted the reins, the fierce horse galloped out and stabbed the coward who was kneeling on the ground to death. He raised his spear high and looked at the group of soldiers behind him with wide eyes.

"If you don't want to die, kill me! There are only dead soldiers in Kosovo, no deserters!"

Just counting the number of people, Duncan knew that there were still about [-] troops under his command. Although they had lost most of the soldiers, the opponent's attack last night had already suffered heavy losses.

The bloodiness of Duncan's soldiers was aroused. After letting a group of people hold down the three giant wolves, the rest of them frantically rushed forward, fighting together with the nearly two hundred soldiers.

The skeleton soldiers rose, and Soros and David released their spells again. Behind them, three hundred infantry also quickly joined the battle.

Soon, the streets of the town were full of corpses, and the townspeople hid in their houses shivering.Many soldiers fought and retreated, and some of them entered the homes of the townspeople and hid.

"Hey! You bastards, come out to me, otherwise, I will stab you all as targets!"

After seeing two soldiers push open the door of a nearby house and rush in quickly, Duncan couldn't bear it anymore and roared loudly.

The soldiers of the other two earls were not as easy to command as his troops, and now their morale was low, and they no longer dared to risk their lives for Duncan.

Originally there were more than a thousand troops under him, but less than half of them fought and fought. Duncan was powerless to save the situation at this moment. After all, those soft bastards who retreated from the battle accounted for most of his army.

"Let's withdraw and let those bastards fend for themselves."

Duncan waved his hand helplessly, causing the soldiers under him to retreat continuously, and handed over the town to Soros.

He now needed to go to Fort Etesco, where there were strong walls and sufficient supplies, and there were surplus defenders.

After losing more than 30 people, Soros took down the town in front of him. . .