Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Thirty kilometers away from the Lake of Prayer for Stars, more than 3,000 jackals gathered here to rest and restore their strength.

In a dilapidated tent, a black-haired jackal sat on the main seat, looking at the noisy clan leaders below, which he had long been accustomed to.

"I'm about to enter the human world. Thank you Lord Valas for your gift."

"I'm going to eat a lot this time, a human aristocrat with fine skin and tender flesh. My mouth is watering just thinking about it."

"Wealth, the gold coins of the human world are calling me."

The chiefs of more than a dozen jackal clans were chatting in various directions, and each wolf had a different pursuit.

At this time, a tall jackal man walked in and knelt on the ground, waiting for the leader's instructions.

The Gnoll leader Rogers, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes, shocking the surroundings. The tent suddenly became quiet, and no Gnoll clan leader dared to speak again.

"Commander, the scouts reported that there is a human territory thirty kilometers ahead."

"time."

The jackal sitting in the first place heard this and hurriedly reported: "Commander, it is six o'clock in the morning."

"In an hour, we will set off to capture the human territory and eat."

"Yes, Commander."

All the gnoll clan leaders stood up, bowed and saluted, and then left the tent one after another.

As the sun rose, more than three thousand jackals ran silently in the wilderness, heading towards the Lake of Prayer for Stars.

The gnoll leader Logos was riding on the back of a tall gnoll, looking at the advancing army and determined to capture the first human territory.

With the breeze in his ears, he couldn't help but recall his father's story about the Battle of Lensa.

A hundred years ago, under the orders of more than a dozen wilderness monster race gods including the Jackal, near the border of the human Kingdom of Ilia, all the monster clans tried their best to gather a million monster coalition and drive away millions of goblins. Head east.

In the early days, it was overwhelming, conquering many human territories in one fell swoop and capturing countless slaves and food.

But soon there was a turning point. The goddess of life believed in by the Kingdom of Ilia personally died, causing many monster races and gods to stop their hands and not dare to act rashly.

Later, the humans pushed back and killed the red dragon Suggs, the leader of the monster alliance, in the Lunsa area.

At this point, it ended with the monster clan's defeat, and humans won the war and seized large tracts of land that belonged to them.

In recent years, humans have continued to expand, shrinking the living space of monsters, and a turmoil is coming again.

The Gnoll Commander Rogers looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and clenched his fists. As a Gnoll with some status, he knew very well that this action was just a test.

In fact, there have been many such temptations, and this is just the first time.

As for why, he didn't know.

"Cannon fodder, just cannon fodder."

As a low-level silver warrior, he did not have such a high status as the leader of a team.

Nai He is cannon fodder. The great master's heirs cannot go, so he can only have a jackal like him who has no sense of existence and whose strength is not as good as the leader.

Even the jackal clans under him are all poor and stupid fools who were fooled here.

"Stay alive, survive."

Arriving at the human border, all he has to do is survive.

In the castle on the cliff of Lake of Stars, Weilin stood at the top, looking at the approaching gnolls in the distance, and gritted his teeth: "There are at least three thousand gnolls, which is a big challenge."

At this time, Baird came to his side and reported respectfully: "My lord, there are various traps set up in the village, enough for these jackals to drink a pot."

"How well is the stone stored? How many battles can it sustain?" Verin turned his head to look at Baird and asked in a deep voice.

"My Lord, the castle grounds are filled with stones, enough to support four high-intensity battles."

After hearing this, Weilin nodded and continued: "Let everyone take the time to rest. We may not have any free time next time."

"Yes."

In the castle, in addition to the 500 soldiers, another 2,000 young and middle-aged men were also organized, armed with spears, some with leather armors and iron swords, to act as supervisors and grassroots commanders.

The remaining personnel, both men and women, were all organized as logistics personnel, supporting and transporting the wounded, replenishing stones, and providing sufficient iron arrows for the three-bow bed crossbow.

Near noon, the gnoll leader Logos stopped outside the village and shouted loudly: "Stop advancing."

Some of the Jackals followed orders and kept the basic formation intact. There were about 500 of them, who were trained by Rutgers during his month-long march.

The remaining 2,500 jackals were obviously half a beat slower, standing in place haphazardly, at a loss, looking like a motley army.

"Commander, why do you stop advancing? The human territory is right in front of us."

A low-level Silver Gnoll clan leader stepped forward, his eyes full of greed, staring at the village in the distance, and asked doubtfully.

Logos didn't say anything. He jumped off the tall Gnoll's back, came to the leader of the Gnoll clan who was speaking, and kicked him away.

The dozen or so low-level Silver Jackals around them all lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

"My words are orders." Rogers looked around and said ruthlessly, "Now, go around the village and target the castle on the hill. Capture it."

"Yes, Commander." All the Jackals replied loudly, not daring to hesitate at all.

On the wall inside the castle, Verin noticed that the gnolls were starting to circle around and said, "Baird, sound the gongs and drums and prepare to fight. We have met our opponent."

"Yes, my lord."

Baird's face didn't look good when he saw this. He didn't expect that the other party would bypass the village. Wasn't their work last night in vain?

"Dang Dang Dang"

"One team goes up to the city wall, while the second team rests."

In various areas of the castle, knights responsible for guarding various stages of the city walls heard this voice and issued orders to the officers.

The next moment, the silent castle became noisy, with people in action everywhere.

In just ten minutes, more than 800 people responsible for guarding the city wall were in place.

It's not that Weilin doesn't want to arrange more people to defend, but the outer city wall and the inner city wall combined can only accommodate so many people fighting at the same time.

An hour later, a large number of gnolls arrived one kilometer away from the castle.

"Those green reptiles dare to lie about the news. It's really easy for them to roast and eat them."

Logos looked at the castle and was in a bad mood. He recalled a goblin tribe that had been captured a few days ago. The news he received showed that this place was occupied by humans half a year ago.

"Damn reptile, can this castle be repaired in half a year?"

A jackal looked at the commander in fear and asked, "Commander, do you want to attack?"

"Attack, let the third and fourth brigade attack and test the opponent's strength." Rogers thought for a while and issued the order.

"Yes, Commander."