Ye Feng had just spent more than 10,000 gold coins to build a military camp of the Crazy Lion Knights near the Storm Enchantment and was captured by the sand bandits. More than a thousand NPC soldiers left behind were all killed in battle. Two Xuanbing crossbow chariots also became the trophy of the sand bandits.

Originally, there were more than 5,000 NPC soldiers stationed in the military camp, but Orov was ordered to send troops to attack the sand bandit camp. The military camp had empty defense and was taken advantage of by 20,000 sand bandits and burned all of them.

Fortunately, Orov retreated in time, otherwise his three thousand-man groups responsible for attacking the sand bandit camp would have encircled and annihilated more than tens of thousands of sand bandits who came.

More than 100,000 sand bandits were just troops dispatched by the limestone castle. When the army from various military camps arrived, the total force of the sand bandits might exceed 300,000.

What's even more terrifying is that the sand bandits gathered near the storm barrier and carried a large number of siege weapons such as siege.

It was still because the intelligence was inaccurate, and Jora Simon's army of sand bandits was more than twice as expected.

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Desolate town, Earl's Mansion Hall.

Orov reported to Ye Feng with a sad expression on his face and the movements of the sand bandits.

"Sir, we have angered Jora Simon. The sand bandits gathered all over the line. It seems that they are preparing to attack the desolate town!"

Ye Feng asked: "Have Garrera's army entered the Gobi?"

"No! They stayed in the White Flame Land for a moment and had already turned back to the prairie!"

"That's good. You and Ago go down and prepare, and bring all the city-guarding crossbows, catapults and crossbow chariots to the city walls. From now on, the deserted town will enter the first-level guard and order the leaders of various villages to go to the city to take refuge immediately. After an hour, close the city gate!"

Orov and Ago were ordered to leave, and only Ye Feng, Grant, Luo Yunmeng and others were left in the hall.

"Yunmeng, use the fixed-point teleportation scroll to transport four pili trenchers to let Hao Qing put down what he had at hand for the time being. All members of the five elite regiments, namely the 1st, the 5th, the 7th, and the 8th regiments, rushed to Luocheng, ready to teleport into the barren town at any time. I will open the teleportation array later. In addition, I will also notify you to keep your heart ready for teleportation. If we can't stop the attack of the sand bandits, we can only use cavalry..." Ye Feng said.

"But isn't it said that there are more than 300,000 sand bandits? The five elite regiments and four Hu Ben sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-s

"The strength of troops is expensive, but not the essence is expensive. Besides, the average level of the sand bandits is close to level 110. The level difference is too large, and no matter how many people there are, it is useless!"

At this time, Grant walked up and said, "My Count, this matter arose because of me, Abel, who is willing to defend your territory."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. This guy finally asked for a fight.

To be honest, Ye Feng has no confidence in defending the deserted town now, and according to his plan, it will take another week to start a war with the sand bandits. It is too forced to start the battle now.

You should know that he had not even recruited his army. He just lost nearly 3,000 cavalry to rescue the Abel tribe. At present, his NPC army has only more than 11,000 people, and half of them have not undergone any military training. It is hard to say what the combat capabilities of the legion are.

In contrast, Jora Simon's sand bandit army had a force of more than 300,000, of which more than 50,000 were elite and sub-elite, and they also carried no less than 50 catapults.

Ye Feng's only advantage is that he has a better geographical location and stronger city war weapons. Compared with the two strengths, the difference in strength is extremely huge.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and decided to retreat to advance and take the opportunity to get Grant.

"Chief Grant, the Abels should not participate in this war. Before the sand bandits have completed their assembly, you should take your tribe out of the city. Go south all the way south, and you can reach the southern demon defense line of the Drog Kingdom in at most one day. I think General Clint will be happy to accept your tribe!" Ye Feng pondered.

"Go to join Clint?" Grant asked with a frown, "Improve it, are you not sending troops to rescue us through the Storm Gobi, to make the Abels loyal to you?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and then his face became gloomy: "Yes, but I didn't expect to anger Jora Simon. I have very few soldiers and it is difficult to fight against the 300,000 sand bandits, and I am isolated and helpless. If nothing unexpected happens, this war will end with my failure. If you stay, you will eventually be slaughtered by sand bandits like my subordinates. I am a noble, and in your eyes, the nobles are usually selfish and greedy, but I really can't watch the Abels suffer the disaster of genocide because of me..."

"The only regret I regret is that the territory is lost, and the kingdom will cut off my title, and the plan to send troops to attack Valentis will be bankrupt."

Upon hearing this, Grant was stunned and said in surprise: "You have proved your kindness with facts. I am willing to trust you, but you really plan to start a war with Garrera and attack Valentis?"

"Of course! Caroline, the commander of the Light Alliance of Drog Kingdom, has given me the order to form an army. As long as Garrera rebellion enters the Storm Gobi, I will lead my army to quell the rebellion! You should know that according to mainland laws, an earl can only have at most three thousand private troops, and I can recruit 50,000, or even more. Not only that, I am also the leader of Drog's largest adventurers alliance. There are millions of adventurers willing to fight for me. It's a pity that I can't wait..." Ye Feng said with a sad face, his ambitions were not fulfilled, and it makes people regret it.

"Grant, take Catherine away together. I promise you that if you can't heal her, the war is over, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, I will take her to Moonlight Dragon City. My mentor Moonlight Goddess will definitely have a solution." Ye Feng said, waving his hand and signaling Grant to leave.

The girls beside them looked entangled, this is too fooling! You dare to say anything to others for someone to work hard.

But Grant was moved, and suddenly knelt on one knee, clenched his fist with his right hand and placed it flat on his chest, and shouted: "My Count, Grant swore in the name of Abel's ancestors, and would lead all the people of Abel to take you as the Lord and fight for you! The sharp edge of your sword points to the glory of Abel..."

"This is not possible! You are the chief of the Abel tribe. The respect you receive in the prairie is greater than me. If you choose to be loyal to me, I can only call you a Knight of Glory, which is equivalent to insulting you!"

"No!" Grant said resolutely, "This is the supreme glory. You said that you are the chosen son of God. Fighting for you is to fight for God. All the people of the Abel tribe will be proud of this!"

"This..." Ye Feng was still pretending to hesitate.

Lan Yumian, the worst temper, broke out first and threw a secret word over.

"The surname of Ye is almost enough. I'm so shameless to fool an NPC. Are you embarrassed?"

"I'm just talking about the heart. I usually only provide communication between the internal organs, but I don't usually say it... It seems that I can't agree. Four or five thousand flying eagle archers, how much military expenditure is, it's so poor..." Ye Feng replied.

Just as he was about to finish his sentence, Grant was not finished yet.

"My Lord Earl, please agree to my request. Even if I die, I will guard the desolate town for you! If I die in battle, I hope you can treat my surviving Abels well, and I will exercise the rights of the chief for the last time. If one day you capture Valentis and take off Garrera's head, then the sixty thousand Abels captured by Garrera will submit to you in accordance with my last wish!"
Chapter completed!