The Dukes and Warriors who were 'strung' on the ground by spears were ruthlessly abandoned.

The remaining Nord infantrymen supported each other, gritted their teeth and tried to keep up with the drum beats, and retreated towards the dock.

The warships there were able to cover them.

The Vigia army of Varre and Tony gathered towards the enemy, and the Vigia soldiers stared at the Nords and could charge at the order of Link.

Following them, Frank also led Vigia's "Youth Group" and Miluo Island Shooters out.

After the Miluo Island Shooter Unit appeared with iron armor per capita, Sir Edgar finally gave up.

"If you are lucky enough to return to Duke's Corps alive, you must remind me to kill the maggots who provide false information!"

The adjutant listened to the Jazz's words that were more than last words, and looked desperate and dazed. He was only 18 years old and found connections to join the expedition to try to gilt. He was born as a nobleman and had not had time to enjoy it. Should he be separated from this beautiful world forever?

Looking back at the warship at the dock, there is hope for life. As long as you can escape back to the warship, there is still room for revolving everything.

"Sir! Reinforcements are coming up to the fleet!"

The adjutant rubbed his eyes repeatedly and found that it was not an illusion. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the captain of the fleet ordered the sailors to come ashore to support him.

Although these sailors are not professional soldiers, they are somewhat of a combat power when armed, and more than 200 sailors can be regarded as a timely help.

"The longbower scatters freely and disperse the enemy!"

Sir Edgar obviously saw reinforcements coming and hurriedly ordered the archers to cover their retreat from a long distance.

Gradually, the Duke led his army toward the pier and slowly retreated against the Miluo Island army surrounding them in a semicircular shape.

"How many troops do this group of bastards have?!"

Seeing the black-skinned natives, Vigia and the mountain people were surrounding each other, and facing four or five times the enemy's strength, Sir Edgar could only crazily order the longbowers to keep shooting arrows.

The opponent's commander seemed to care about his subordinates' lives, and the encirclement was always at the edge of the longbowers' range.

But Sir Edgar did not dare to let the longbowmen stop shooting at all, and he had seen the speed of the wild black-skinned natives charging.

Once the arrow protection was gone, the black-skinned natives only needed a charge, and the thrown spears would come to their heads again.

Soon, the sailors who came to support the retreating Duke's leadership, and the Jazz and the Adjutant finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the longbowers finally couldn't pull the bowstring anymore, and the rain of arrows against the enemy became sparse.

Since Sir Edgar ordered them to shoot fire arrows, they had shot twenty or thirty arrows in a row in a short time.

Bows and arrows are not as good as crossbows. Every time you shoot, you have to pull the strings until the full moon state. Especially when you shoot volleys, maintaining this posture is extremely physically exhausting. After a pot of arrows, the longbowmen's arms are sore and weak, and they are as weak as if they are filled with lead.

At this time, they could not draw out their swords to defend against the enemy, and their combat effectiveness was even worse than that of the sailors who came to help.

Varre and Tony discovered this phenomenon in time. With a few shouts, the large arc-shaped encirclement that was originally falling from afar quickly shrank close to the Duke's leadership.

Sir Edgar had not had time to glad that reinforcements arrived, and the front troops had already started fighting with the Vigia soldiers who were charging forward.

Most of the infantrymen under the Duke's leadership were wounded, and it was quite difficult to deal with the strong men in armor holding large shields and wielding guard axes.

But what is strange is that the other party did not send out the black-skinned natives before, and only some of the armored mercenaries from the north were sent out.

Sir Edgar had no time to think, and ordered his men to fight and retreat, and leaned against the back of the injured infantrymen to retreat to the dock bit by bit.

With the desperate resistance of the remaining infantry soldiers and sailors, we finally saw the dawn of returning to the Duke's tribe alive.

Sir Edgar looked back with expectation at the location where his warship was berthing.

But they were unable to wait for their crossbows to support them.

More than a dozen unfamiliar three-masted clutches were also found near the battleship, which gave Sir Edgar a bolt from the blue.

Turning back to look at the island, a straight blue smoke column rose near the jungle.

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"Kenneth and the others should succeed, right?"

Looking at the direction of the dock, Link asked Carl expectantly.

Carl was no longer afraid. When he witnessed the Miluo Island army coming out and surrounding the Duke's leadership army, he knew that the outcome was decided.

"Sir, you have considered it very long-term! Those warships have never moved behind our Clippers. I think Kenneth should have easily taken them."

Carl really admired Link this time. He first lured the enemy into the depths, giving the other party a feeling of ambushing in the dense forest (although it is the case). Then he sent the native Keenei warriors to pretend to charge, but in fact they threw spears, and then slipped back after they threw them.

God knows how long it took Carl and the natives to translate this operation.

Unexpectedly, the effect was gratifying and he successfully deceived the other party's commander. His attention was focused on the enemies that might be hidden in the dense forest. The indigenous warriors, who had always been famous for their weak combat power, did not attract his attention at all.

After being severely damaged, the Duke led the Legion to retreat. Link could have ordered the native warriors to charge and throw spears again to completely deal with the other party, but he did not do so.

Carl thought at first that Link cared about the lives of the native warriors. It was not until Link ordered him to light the signal smoke that he realized that his target was the five four-masted warships on the dock.

A small number of Vigian soldiers kept biting the Duke's army, giving them hope of life. The commander on the warship naturally could not sit idly by, so he hurriedly sent the sailors to rescue.

When the sailors gathered to ashore, Captain Pike, who had been waiting for a long time, led the "wolf pack" of Miluo Island to surround them. The four-masted warships that lost most of the sailors only resisted symbolically for a while, and were quickly defeated by Kenneth, who was raiding on the ship, as if chopping melons and vegetables.

Without the support of these warships, the dukes and soldiers on these islands were completely in a turtle.

More importantly, Miluo Island has also had its own four-masted warship since then.

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Looking at the strange figures emerging from the warship ship, Sir Edgar's face was bitter.

He lost, so thoroughly.

If the failure after going to the island was due to the huge gap in military strength between the two sides, then as he fell into the other side's trap step by step, he finally lured the sailors on the warship, which directly led to the capture of the warship. Such behavior is really stupid.

"Why? Why can't I guess? Could it be that the other party's goal at the beginning was to wipe out our expeditionary fleet?!"

Edgar thought about it very terrified. How could old Bob have such insight? It would definitely not be him!

It is impossible for the two commanders David and Remy on the island. They were sent to Miluo Island because they were too incompetent.

'Who will it be? That new security manager? Impossible! How could I lose to such a lowly gladiator?'

Edgar no longer expects to have a good ending, but only wants to lose clearly.
Chapter completed!