The day still came.

Standing on the city walls, looking at the horizon in the distance, Oldman felt only a pang of nervousness. He took a deep breath and tried to press down his restless heart, but the nervous feeling still made Oldman feel short of breath and a little difficult. But even so, he forced himself to calm down and nodded at the equally nervous scout.

"Well done, you go down, we'll beat them."

"Yes, Your Excellency!!"

Hearing Oldman's words, the scout who had been looking terrified suddenly calmed down a lot, he stood upright, then shouted back to the other party, and then turned away. Jenn, on the other hand, clasped his hands in his arms, looked at the scene in front of him with a smirk, and only chuckled until the scout turned to leave.

"Good job. Oldman, you really deserve to be the 'miracle child', it seems that you are still very trustworthy. ”

"Don't make fun of me."

Hearing Jenn's words, Oldman turned his head with a wry smile.

"There are 800 people on the other side, and I heard that even the chasseurs have been dispatched........."

Saying this, Oldman couldn't help but shudder. As a man who was born and raised in the Khalkhaland region, he certainly knew what the so-called "chasers" were. It was a personal guard directly under Dogante, and they were brutal and tyrannical to purge the mob of those who tried to resist. Oldman vividly remembers a time when a village was burned down by a chasseur and killed all its inhabitants simply because it was suspected of harboring bandits. The murderous reputation of these people in Khalkaland can even stop children from crying. Oldman also grew up listening to stories about the Chasseurs, although he has now become the leader of the Free Salvation Army. And he has already defeated those nobles more than once, but in the face of the "legendary" chasseurs. He still couldn't help but feel a feeling of weakness in his heart.

"It's only eight hundred, and half of them are mercenaries."

Of course, Jenn couldn't understand Oldman's fear, eight hundred people were not enough for him to kill with a spell, and most of them were just low-level soldiers, Jenn was sure that as long as he sent ten aliens, he could wipe out all these bronze-level garbage, even if they were thrown into the dungeon, these guys would not be able to give him five hundred experience points when they died. Naturally, he didn't pay attention to such waste goods.

However, considering that most of the militia on Oldman's side were only militiamen with basic training, and even some were just farmers, even if you added those private soldiers -- well, the other side was still bronze, and his side was simply a pile of scrap metal.

Half a catty and eight taels, it's all waste.

"If only I could be as optimistic as you."

Hearing Jenn's words, Oldman smiled bitterly, of course he knew Jenn's "background". Therefore, it is not surprising that he does not care even if he hears the "Chasseurs". He turned his head again to look at the horizon, and under the dim sky, there was nothing at the edge of the snowfield. But everyone knows that their enemies are there.

"What do you think? Will they attack the castle directly? ”

"If they're stupid enough, they'll do it."

Faced with Oldman's inquiry. Jenn was quick to give the answer.

"Considering that there are a lot of fools among the nobles, if they want to show their strength to others, then storm the castle. Completely taking down us thugs is the most direct and effective action. Because it can effectively show their strength. And tell others that any resistance is futile. ”

"Is this stupid?"

Hearing Jenn's answer, Oldman frowned suspiciously. I don't understand why Jenn said that. In fact, his thoughts are the same as what Jenn said, those arrogant nobles will definitely come to destroy them directly, and this is probably what other people think. So why would Jenn say it's a stupid idea?

"Beating us doesn't change anything."

Jenn spread his hands.

"Defeating us, even destroying us, will not undo what we have done. So I think those guys, if they had been a little smarter, might have taken a more effective approach to us. For example......... They will send men to attack the villages and towns that have received our food......... Considering the notoriety of the Chasseurs, I think this possibility is also there. ”

"You mean to say ........."

Oldman wasn't a fool, he just reacted to what Jenn meant in a split second. Indeed, if their backs were to the castle, then even if they were defeated, they would have dealt a heavy blow to each other before that. But what if, on the other hand, they turn around and attack those towns and villages? There were no castles in those places, and there were almost no old and weak women and children left there, and they were no longer able to withstand the attacks of the hunters.

In fact, this is also the sorrow of the common people, if Khalkhaland is attacked by the enemy, the nobles will not care about the common people in the village, like Sir Setas, they will only care about their own comfort. As long as they are in a tall, sturdy castle that can withstand enemy attacks, then they will not have to worry about the lives of others. Oldman could certainly do the same, but ......... Can he really do that?

Thinking of this, Oldman clenched his fists, clenched and released, released and clenched. He remembered how he had explained to those who followed him that they were standing here to protect the commoners and resist the tyranny of the nobility. And they are the same, which is why everyone is willing to stay here now, hold on with him, and face the wrath of the nobles. And now, if he gave up the commoners and let them be slaughtered by the noble soldiers, what difference would he have between him and the nobles?

But......... If they lure them out of the castle, Oldman's only advantage is gone, although the cavalry cannot show their original strength in the snow. But for Oldman and his men, the loss of the barrier would make the gap between them and the noble privates wider—if not to mention that the archers alone would be enough for them.

If with the help of the castle, they still have the possibility of repelling the nobles' private soldiers, then when they leave the castle, their defeat is only a matter of time.

"Mr. Oldman."

At this time, Tilis's voice emerged, and hearing this voice, Oldman also hurriedly turned his head and looked respectfully at the girl in front of him.

"Miss Tillise, have you spotted the whereabouts of those people?"

On the one hand, she was the messenger of the mysterious force, and although Oldman was not a nobleman and had not seen much of the world, he could guess that the mysterious force must be very powerful -- this can be seen from the armor on their bodies and the weapons they held in their hands, these are not random goods on the side of the road, chain mail, steel armor, iron swords, longbows. Oldman had never even seen such a great weapon forged in Khalkhaland, and he even felt that these things should not be used by the rebels themselves, but by arming the guards.

In fact, the long sword in Oldman's hand is not ordinary, and they can give as many well-forged weapons and equipment as they want, which is another reason why Oldman's "Free Army of National Salvation" can support until now, after all, the equipment on their bodies is much better than those noble private soldiers. In many cases, the blades of those noble private soldiers could not cut through the armor of the other party, and with such equipment, it is no wonder that the "Free Army of National Salvation" has always been invincible.

Of course, the equipment was naturally from Jenn. But Jenn was clearly not interested in making these things, in fact he just rummaged through the rags of the Ten Towns Alliance in the Western Wilderness, and then found a bunch of standard armor and weapons and put them to use -- just to make people feel comfortable. Of course, in order to avoid accidents, Jenn also asked Bix to eliminate the badge on it and all the features that might be reminiscent of the Wild West, otherwise, it is very likely that someone with a heart will find something wrong with it, and at that time, it will be much more troublesome.

Not to mention that the food provided by the other party also saved everyone's lives, at this point, although it is a transaction, but for these simple civilians, it is already a blessing of the gods to be able to let them survive.

In addition, Tilis's personal strength also convinced everyone, although it is not known how she did it, but the girl can clearly depict the enemy's location, direction and number to them. Even if they were far away from her, Tillith could warn them, and the reason why they were able to dodge those guys again and again when they were first hunted down by the nobles' private soldiers, and then followed them to ambush them was because of Tillis's warning. It is precisely because of this that many people have great respect for this young lady -- and Oldman is no exception. In any case, people with power will always be respected. What's more, she is still a beautiful, gentle young lady.

It's just that what makes him curious is that they still don't know whether Tilis is a mage or a priest, some people say that she looks like a mage, and some people think that her temperament looks like a priest who serves the gods. However, no one knows the exact answer, after all, Tilis never makes a move, she is only responsible for observation, and when fighting, she always stands far away and is protected by her fellow half-elf rangers.

But now, seeing her coming, Oldman was a little uneasy. Hearing his inquiry, Tillise nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Oldman. I'm here to tell you, just now I found out that the other party has divided a team of people and marched in the direction of Purple Flower Town. ”

Hearing this, Oldman's face instantly became much more ugly.

Jenn's prophecy came true. (To be continued......)