Long snake Valley is the most important traffic corridor from the east to dogamia grassland. As the name suggests, it is a mountain valley bottom crisscrossed by peaks and slopes, which looks like a winding long snake.


    In this valley, there are two walls and fortresses like dikes connecting the north and South and cutting off the cross waist of the valley.


    One is at the snake head near the dogamia grassland, where the valley is narrow, the peaks on the left and right sides are high and uplifted, and the standing fortress walls are like iron rings that strangle the Python''s throat.


    The other is in the belly of the python, where the mountain peak turns into a hill, and the valley bottom is gentle and open, just like the python swallowing the giant elephant, and the wide fortress wall is like a belt strangling the stomach.


    At this moment, the fortress ahead, under the escort of marquis David Bilson, was standing on the wall, overlooking the open land outside the bottom of the valley.


    "More and more tents..."


    David Bilson looked sad as he looked at the black moldy tents on the grass in the distance. Beside him was his brother Lowell Bilson.


    Lowell looked ordinary, dark, wearing a silver armor, and his helmet was held under the armpit of his attendant.


    "There are at least nearly 10000 people, and the growth rate is getting faster and faster these days. In a few days, I''m afraid the number will exceed 20000."


    Looking at the wild people''s tent in the distance, Lowell also looked sad. He watched these moldy things spread East with his own eyes. It felt as if he had witnessed the disease eroding his body a little, but he was helpless.


    "There are more than a thousand tents outside the Great Wall in the north. I''m afraid it won''t take long for these guys to take the initiative to test."


    Standing in front of the wall crevasse, Marquis Bilson said gnashing his teeth: "these cheap guys are like fleas. Wild women breed like mice. They can''t be killed any way!"


    Lowell shook his head, thinking that more fleas could kill people.


    "Hasn''t the news from the trik family come yet? Has dimad''s child been in danger for more than a month..."


    "With his aunt, there will be no problem with safety," said Damon Bilson, turning to his brother. "If the situation is in crisis, send waleg and bazaar to the trik family. With their little sister, they can always ensure their safety."


    Let his son go to the trik family for rescue. In addition to being the heir of the family and having the value of being a hostage, Damon Bilson has more consideration to protect him.


    "You''re in such a hurry," said Lowell. "It''s far from the time to think about it. Even if I let the blood flow here, I won''t let the wild people step into Duoma!"


    Marquis Bilson said, "without reinforcements, we would be in a very dangerous situation. Even if we let the long snake Canyon flow with blood, we may not be able to kill the wild people back."


    He has done everything he can: Summon vassals, hire mercenaries, arrange war preparations and foreign rescue... But even so, he is still extremely uneasy in his heart.


    Since those guys dare to give weapons to the wild people, it''s hard to guarantee that they won''t do anything else - it''s not just a war with the wild people.


    Looking at the heads of more than 20 rotten maggots inserted in the wall, Damon Bilson clenched his fists. These guys are all traitors who have been cleaned up in more than a month.


    "My Lord, bow your head!"


    Just as Damon Bilson was talking, the bodyguard behind him suddenly shouted, and the people immediately bowed down.


    Damon Bilson felt a whirlwind blowing over his head, followed by a dull loud noise behind him.


    Riprap machine! He suddenly thought that the wild people had a riprap machine!


    "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"


    "Riprap! Alert! It''s riprap!"


    "Go up to the city wall! Hurry up to the city wall!"


    The shouts of the vassals rang out, and the Knights began to rush up the wall.


    Damon Bilson, lying on the crenel of the city wall, looked ahead and shouted to Lowell next to him, "don''t panic, those guys are trying!"


    With that, he glanced at the watchtowers on both sides of the mountains and said with hatred: "what are the guys in charge of the lookout doing? They are dead before the horn comes!"


    On one side, Lowell''s face was even darker. As the garrison officer of the fortress, the boulders thrown by the riprap machine had been smashed into the fortress, and the two watchtowers had no response!


    This not only made him feel dereliction of duty, but also made him feel ashamed and embarrassed!


    "They''d better pray that they''re dead!"


    At the moment when Lowell was angry, the "buzzing" horn finally came from the watchtowers on both sides of the mountain.


    "Avoid!"


    Two huge stones fell from the sky, one hit the open space dozens of meters in front of the city wall, and the other hit the mountain on the left.


    At this time, several vassals came forward and one said, "Sir, those guys have a riprap machine. If they go down like this, the city wall will be broken by them sooner or later. We can''t guard here!"


    "If you don''t defend yourself, do you rush out and die with us? Those guys have fine iron arrows in their hands!"


    "Sir, why don''t we withdraw the rear fortress!" a vassal suggested, "as long as we retreat and garrison in the rear, the wild people''s stone throwing machine will lose its function immediately! Moreover, the wall of the rear fortress is wider and more commanding, so we can better shoot those guys!"


    The operation of the riprap machine requires a throwing distance, and the rear fortress happens to be built at the turn of the canyon, and except for a part of the valley bottom, most of the city walls are built along the hills.


    "Fart!" waiting for his eyes, Damon Bilson scolded, "once this place is lost, a large number of wild people will rush to the wall like ants. How many can we kill!"


    Lowell also said, "have you forgotten why this fortress was built?"


    Several vassals suddenly turned pale and shut their mouths one after another.


    Many years ago, there was only one fortress in the rear of the long snake Canyon, but now this fortress is specially built to prevent the long front from being crowded by wild people.


    "My lord... What should we do now?" a vassal asked uneasily. "If it goes on like this, those damn guys will break here sooner or later."


    Damon Bilson looked embarrassed. He was worried that the traitors would do something else except iron weapons. He didn''t expect to be verified immediately - that group of cheap wild people bastards actually had a riprap machine!


    "In any case, you can''t just give up here!" Marquis Bilson thought, "We are short of manpower. There are less than 400 longbowmen, including mercenaries. Moreover, the weapons brought by the river have not been transported and the preparations for the war have not been completed. If we evacuate in this way, we can''t hold the two kilometer wall behind us! Moreover, most of the walls behind us are in disrepair for a long time!"


    After a pause, staring at several silent vassals, Damon Bilson said, "if we want to lose here sooner or later, we must hold on to the last minute and turn it into a melting pot for wild people!"


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