Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 289 Iron Jaw
This was their army's mission: to establish outposts along the narrow border and prevent western troops from entering.

Although Robin's slave unit was looked down upon by Sylvain, they also bore this important mission.

The long, narrow border meant a vast defensive area, while their manpower was very limited. Moreover, the Western Rangers were skilled in guerrilla tactics, making it no easy task to stop them from crossing the border.

Robin stood on the makeshift command platform, looking at his slave soldiers. He said loudly, "Soldiers, we are facing a great challenge, but this is also our chance to prove ourselves. Those nobles think we are useless, but we will show them with our actions that we can hold the border and defend the Central Plains."

The slave soldiers, emboldened by Robin's words, began actively searching for suitable locations along the border to establish strongholds under his command.

Some slave soldiers were responsible for cutting down trees and building simple fortifications; others were responsible for digging trenches and setting traps.

However, establishing a foothold did not go smoothly. The lack of supplies was a major problem they faced.

Sylvain allocated them very little supplies, after all, in his eyes, the lives of the slave soldiers were not important.

Robin could only lead his slave soldiers to search for usable resources in the nearby forest, such as tough branches to reinforce the fortifications, and some edible wild vegetables and fruits to supplement their food shortage.

Meanwhile, Robin also dispatched small squads of slave soldiers and thieves to patrol near the border.

These patrols remain vigilant and will quickly raise the alarm if they spot any trace of the Western Rangers.

During a patrol, a small team discovered some suspicious signs.

There were fresh hoof prints on the ground, and the surrounding grass showed signs of being trampled.

They knew that it was most likely left behind by the Western Rangers.

The squad leader dared not delay and immediately sent someone back to the base to report to Robin, while he himself led his team members to carefully follow the hoofprints.

The commander of this ranger unit was Ironjaw.

He is now a renowned figure in Wilke territory, known for his bravery and skill in battle.

He rode a tall warhorse, his eyes revealing coldness and determination, his armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

His purpose in coming here this time was simple: to give Sylvain a taste of his strength and let him know the terror of the Wilke Territory Rangers.

Ironjaw was sent by Robin to earn them military merits.

However, before that, he wanted to use this action to make Sylvain and the nobles of Middle-earth realize the power of Wilke Territory.

This cavalry force consisted of only a little over a hundred men, the lowest of whom were formal knights.

There are more than a dozen great knights like Ironjaw, not to mention the legendary knight Will, who is hidden in the shadows of the group.

Upon learning that Ironjaw had arrived, Robin immediately began making arrangements.

On the surface, he only frowned upon learning that he would be facing such a powerful ranger force.

This was an extremely difficult battle.

Although his slave soldiers had undergone some training, their strength was far inferior to that of the regular knights.

“We can’t confront them head-on,” Robin told the slave soldiers. “We need to use the terrain to our advantage, set more traps, and wage guerrilla warfare.”

Although the slave soldiers had some concerns, they had complete trust in Robin.

Following Robin's instructions, they began to further reinforce the traps along the border.

At the same time, Robin also had the former thieves use their skills to set up illusions in the surrounding woods to confuse the enemy.

Ironjaw led his Rangers closer to the border and soon received intelligence left behind by Wind Chime. Wind Chime, well aware of the complexity of the battle, cleverly placed the intelligence in a specific location, ensuring Ironjaw would find it.

Iron Jaw immediately sneered after reading it.

He saw the deployment of the Central Plains Allied Forces from the intelligence and understood the special nature of Robin's slave soldier unit.

He was devising a plan to kill three birds with one stone, and headed toward the nearest elite squad of nobles.

Since the goal is to increase Sylvain's strength, give Robin a chance to take advantage of the situation, and weaken the Middle-earth coalition's power, then targeting this elite squad first is the best choice.

This elite squad of nobles was well-equipped, and the soldiers were all arrogant, believing that their strength and equipment were enough to deal with any threat on the border.

Ironjaw led the rangers stealthily toward the camp of this elite squad.

His men, like ghosts, gradually surrounded the camp under the cover of night.

The rangers drew their bows taut, the arrowheads gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

The elite squad of soldiers were still resting in their tents, with only a few guards patrolling around the camp.

They were completely unaware of the approaching danger. With a wave of his hand, Ironjaw sent the Rangers into a surprise attack.

Arrows rained down on the camp, and many soldiers were shot dead while they were still asleep.

The soldiers, who were awakened, frantically grabbed their weapons and tried to resist, but they were powerless against the rangers' attack.

Ironjaw led the charge, brandishing his massive sword as he stormed into the camp.

Wherever his sword struck, blood splattered. He was like a demon from hell, slaughtering indiscriminately among the crowd.

This elite noble squad was quickly routed under the fierce attack of the rangers.

The soldiers scattered and fled, but the Rangers showed no sign of letting them go, pursuing them relentlessly.

Robin, who was not far away, heard the commotion and knew that Ironjaw had begun to act.

He led his slave soldiers stealthily toward the battlefield, preparing to seize this opportunity according to Ironjaw's plan.

Robin said to the slave soldiers, "Brothers, we must act cautiously now. If we can win, we will attack; if we can't, we will retreat."

The slave soldiers gripped their crude weapons tightly, their hearts pounding faster with the roar of the battlefield.

They knew this was a rare opportunity, but also a dangerous moment.

Sylvain, who was in the fortress, heard shouts of battle coming from the border, and he was startled.

He hadn't expected the Rangers to launch an attack so quickly and so fiercely.

He hurriedly assembled his troops, preparing to go to the rescue.

But he didn't know that all of this was part of Ironjaw's plan, and he was about to face a carefully laid trap.

Just as Robin had predicted, when he arrived, the entire stronghold had been cleared out, and there wasn't a single survivor.

The battlefield was filled with the stench of blood, and corpses lay scattered everywhere. The soldiers who once belonged to the elite squad were now cold, lifeless bodies.

(End of this chapter)