Later that day, House Keller was still increasing the defenses around their estate. They also hired rcenaries to replace the warriors who had died in the recent battle.
Everyone was busy with their tasks, and it was especially true for Warrick. He was overseeing the military training of the rcenaries they recruited.
These guys are strong, but they don't have the discipline of a soldier.
This was the problem of hiring rcenaries, but they had no choice given their situation.
Suddenly, a warrior rushed to his side with an urgent look on his face.
"Sir, bad news!"
Hearing this, Warrick frowned and looked at the warrior with a stern gaze.
Noticing his dissatisfaction, the warrior stopped in front of him and imdiately gave his report. "Sir, the enemies are coming! They have more than five hundred soldiers!"
"What?!" Warrick didn't expect them to make a move so soon.
After gathering his thoughts, he waved his hand and shouted to the warriors. "Get your equipnt ready and prepare for battle!"
The warriors and the rcenaries were stunned, but they quickly moved their feet. There was no ti to waste and everyone hurried to equip their armor and weapons.
Warrick jumped onto his horse and squeezed his legs, urging it to move.
We are not ready yet. Can we even survive until our reinforcents arrive?
He thought as he headed to the main gate to check the situation.
They had already set up the catapults on top of the walls, but there were still many defensive constructions that were left unfinished.
Warrick's expression worsened when he saw this, but he had to remain calm to avoid making his soldiers waver.
The team responsible for operating the catapults ca to him upon his arrival.
"Sir, all the catapults are in place, but the ballistae are still not completed! The crenels and rlons have been repaired, but they are hastily made so they might not withstand if the enemies have catapults!"
Warrick nodded, his face looking grim.
"Inform the workers to bring the heated oil on top of the walls and have them bring as many large stones as possible!"
He could only be resourceful here since they weren't fully prepared for a siege.
This wasn't an ideal situation.
He could only hope that reinforcents would co soon.
"Yes, sir!"
While everyone was hastily preparing for the enemy's arrival, Warrick climbed on top of the wall.
With his sharp eyesight, he could already see the enemies from the distance. Furthermore, he also sensed four formidable auras, including Treston.
Four Transcendents?!
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
We have over two hundred warriors including the rcenaries we hired, but will this be enough to defend the unprepared estate?
Sweat trickled down his face as he tried to co up with a solution, but no ideas ca to his mind.
Hurry up, Sir Galanar! Otherwise, you might have to see my corpse by the ti you arrive!
At this mont, the sound of battle horns echoed from the distance. This made the soldiers and the rcenaries behind the wall feel nervous.
"Do not be afraid! As long as I am here, this wall will stand firm!" Warrick's voice drifted into everyone's ears, easing the anxiety of the warriors.
They looked up at the figure standing on top of the wall. He wore a new battle armor that made him look heroic.
"Enemies are closing in, but we must never falter! Our reinforcents are coming and we only need to hold the enemies until they arrive!" Warrick shouted, his back straight like that of an unbending sword.
"Defend the estate! Kill the enemies!" Soone from the crowd shouted, his words igniting everyone's morale.
"Defend the castle!"
"Kill the enemies!"
Warrick was relieved to see this.
He then issued a series of commands. "Archers, into position! Cavalry, stand by and wait for my instructions! lee units…"
As the enemy approached, everyone's heart raced.
Warrick stood atop the wall, looking at the approaching army with a serious expression.
"Catapults, ready!" He shouted when the enemy was about to cross their catapults' range.
The operators imdiately loaded the huge stones and waited for his command to set them loose.
In the next mont, Warrick's eyes turned cold as he waved his hand. "Release!"
At his signal, the operators released the huge stones toward the approaching army.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just when the stones were about to hit their intended targets, four warriors suddenly appeared and destroyed them!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seeing this, Warrick furrowed his eyebrows. "Don't stop! Release at will!" He shouted to the operators.
Suddenly, he noticed a detachnt force of about a hundred warriors charging towards the walls.
"Archers, nock your arrows and wait for my signal!" He imdiately gave the command upon seeing this.
Sothing is weird about those people.
Warrick frowned as he looked at the detachnt force. They were composed of infantry soldiers and they weren't even properly equipped. Most of them only wore leather armor.
"Loose!" He gave the command when the infantry unit stepped into their archers' range.
Suu! Suu! Suu! Suu!
"Wait! Don't kill us! We are not soldiers!"
"Ahhh!! Help!!"
The cries of the enemy infantry drifted over.
Hearing their words, realization dawned on Warrick.
Don't tell those people are… slaves.
He gritted his teeth when he thought of this.
"Sir, those people aren't soldiers! What should we do?" A warrior hesitantly asked him.
Warrick was silent for a mont before he made a difficult decision. "Kill them all!"
It was uncertain whether those people were truly slaves so he could only be ruthless here.
What a cunning move!
The warriors were stunned by Warrick's command, but they still followed him.
Suu! Suu! Suu!
The archers hardened their hearts as they released their arrows to the infantry unit down below.
They were only lightly ard so it didn't take long for them to collapse under the heavy barrage of arrows.
Soon, the ground beneath the walls of the main gate was dyed red.
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