Chapter 1006: Chapter 294: Decisive Life-or-Death Showdown (10K)
As the peasants continuously dug trenches and spike pits, constructing defense works.
Time kept pushing forward.
Compared to the ignorance and fearlessness of the guards and peasants.
Walter’s heart became increasingly tense.
Because he and Eddie personally witnessed the vastness of that armored soldiers’ troop.
And understood what kind of harm a troop of at least over two thousand armored soldiers could wreak on Alba Town and Connelly Manor.
As for Zock Connally, who left Connelly Manor...
It sounds good.
He’s heading to Kakasong City to request military aid from Viscount Jon Zack.
Puts it poorly.
He’s knowingly abandoning Connelly Manor which is about to face a perilous crisis, choosing to flee overnight.
As the Manor Lord, Zock naturally has the right to choose.
However, he, as the Guard Captain of the Manor, can only accept the instructions and commission of the Manor Lord.
Even if he exhausts all strength and falls on the battlefield.
He must lead these manor guards and vow to defend Connelly Manor to the death.
This is the duty and mission as the Guard Captain!
Walter stepped out onto the open space in front of the manor’s residence, his gaze sweeping across the ongoing construction of defense works.
Words of reminder occasionally came from his mouth.
"Make sure to dig the trenches vertically; only this way can increase the difficulty for enemies to climb out."
"Spike pits as well, try to smear the walls with mud..."
"And the manor’s residence front, back, left, and right, all need defense works!"
The guards replied in unison from their mouths.
"Yes, Guard Captain!"
Compared to the guards’ high spirits.
The peasants at this time were dispirited, even their hand movements were extremely slow.
Upon hearing Walter’s voice.
They hurriedly perked up and quickened their hand movements.
After the brutal labor during the day, they were already exhausted.
Where was the energy or strength to continue digging and constructing defense works at night?
Looking at these peasants, Walter did not let the guards swing their whips.
Because.
Walter still needed these peasants to together resist the impending large army of armored soldiers!
During Walter’s patrol.
A sound of galloping hooves echoed from the distant darkness.
Walter’s footsteps paused, his body turned, following the sound’s source and looking over.
The sound of hooves wasn’t overly chaotic, indicating there were only one, or two riders.
Not just Walter.
Eddie in the distance also turned his gaze, looking into the far-off darkness.
Sure enough, as Walter had imagined.
In less than a minute.
A guard riding a horse galloped out from the distant darkness.
Entering the open space of the manor’s residence, illuminated by the built bonfire.
The guard arrived at the front of the open space, hurriedly pulling on the reins, uttering one ’woah’ after another to stop the horse.
As the horse stabilized its steps, the guard directly turned over and dismounted.
Stepping quickly, he ran to Walter’s front, gasping as he spoke.
"Wo...Walter, Guard Captain, the enemy soldier army has already exited the southern forest of Alba Town!!"
"They are... marching towards Connelly Manor!"
Listening to the guard’s interrupted speech, Walter’s brow instantly knitted tightly.
Indeed.
Because Master Zock dispatched scouts repeatedly to investigate Morgan Town, angering the Lord named Lynn!
Resulting in now.
Lord Lynn directly dispatched a large army to Alba Town, attacking Connelly Manor!
In Walter’s mind, he quickly pondered.
From the southern forest of Alba Town to Connelly Manor, there is at most eighteen miles of distance!
According to the marching speed of that army, six miles per hour...
At most three hours, that large army of armored soldiers will appear in their sight.
If their marching speed is increased, it wouldn’t even take three hours.
They are about to engage in close combat with that large army of armored soldiers!
Walter, in a low voice, instructed the guard.
"Scout again and report back."
The guard answered, quickly turned around, and walked towards the horse behind him.
Disregarding the urgency of breath, he mounted again, driving the horse to gallop back towards the distant darkness.
As Walter watched the departing guard, he turned his gaze to Eddie.
Without Walter needing to speak, Eddie immediately stepped forward to his side.
Walter asked: "The guards dispatched to deliver messages and summon the Manor Lord of Alba Town, have any returned?"
Eddie bent slightly, a hint of hesitation on his face, responded.
"Guard Captain, the four guards dispatched, none have returned..."
Walter instantly fell silent.
At most there are three hours left, the army of Lord Lynn’s soldiers will reach Connelly Manor!
If there is no military aid from other Manor Lords.
No matter how many trenches, spike pits, and other defense works they dig.
They cannot stop the advancing steps of armored soldiers!
In front of two thousand armored soldiers, they are no match!
Eddie’s voice had just fallen.
Another sound of galloping hooves echoed in the distant darkness.
Walter and Eddie’s gaze immediately looked over.
Another guard riding a horse was returning towards the manor residence.
As the guard approached, recognizing the guard’s face, Eddie quickly opened to remind.
"Guard Captain, that is the guard that went to Louis Manor!"
