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It took Hadi about fourteen days, with about five hundred royal guards and about four thousand logistics troops, to reach the border of eastern France.

It is also the very famous Bar Lev Fortress in France.

The eastern border of France is full of towering mountains and is very steep. The only small plain that is passable is the Bar Lev Gorge.

Barlev was built in the middle of this small plain and constructed a split wall, completely blocking the passages on the left and right.

Levi-Barlev was standing on the city wall, looking at three huge phalanxes of enemies one kilometer ahead.

The adjutant hurried over and said, "Lord, we have barely repaired the wall that was damaged by the hurling of rocks, but it can only withstand three or four more hurling attacks. If we encounter another attack like yesterday, a piece of the east wall will definitely collapse."

Levi nodded gently. His face was dark, as if an unhealthy black energy was condensing, because he hadn't had a good night's sleep for nearly twenty days. His usual rest time was less than four hours a day.

Under this kind of double pressure of mental and physical strength, his body has actually become quite fragile.

If this continues, it would be normal for him to die suddenly on the city wall someday.

"Did Boris say when the reinforcements will arrive?" Levi asked routinely.

In this case, in fact, he has asked this question no less than thirty times in these twenty days.

But every time he got an answer, he was disappointed.

This time is no exception.

The adjutant shook his head.

Levi lowered his eyelids somewhat disappointedly.

He knew very well that not only himself, but also the soldiers were under pressure to the limit.

From the beginning of the war to now, the casualties of the soldiers under his command have exceeded 40%, and are about to approach 50%.

Under normal circumstances, if the casualty ratio exceeds 20%, morale will drop sharply.

If it exceeds 30%, there will be a large number of deserters.

Now the battle damage of the Bar Lev Fortress is close to 50%, but the soldiers are still holding on. That's because everyone knows that behind them are their loved ones, and if they don't hold on, their loved ones will suffer.

Levi shook his body slightly. He almost fell asleep when he closed his eyes just now.

Fortunately, the adjutant was quick to act and supported him.

His body was already so sleepy, but he still didn't dare to go to sleep.

He gently pushed the adjutant's hand away and said, "How much jerky is left in the rations?"

"Less than 100 pounds."

"Take it all out and mix it in the wheat paste. Let the soldiers have a good meal and boost their morale."

"But if that happens, there will be no meat to eat later..."

"If reinforcements don't arrive, we probably won't be able to hold out for two days." Levi laughed bitterly, "Before you die, at least you should be a well-fed ghost."

"Yes……"

The adjutant was about to leave when he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

The two looked back and saw a young man wearing the leather armor of a scout cavalry running up to them with a happy look on his face.

The young man ran directly to Levi, quickly knelt on one knee, and said hurriedly and loudly: "Lord, here they come, reinforcements are coming!"

The sound was so loud that many soldiers around heard it.

Everyone's attention shifted over here, and a gleam of anticipation appeared in the lifeless eyes of the soldiers.

Levi did the same. He took two steps forward and pressed the scout's shoulder with an ecstatic expression: "What did you say? Where did the reinforcements come from? How many people are there?"

"It's Boris' reinforcements. There are more than 500 of them, and more than 4,000 logistics troops."

"There are only more than 500 regular troops?"

Levi's expression darkened again, and then he chuckled and said, "That's OK. Finally, there is support. The logistics army of more than 4,000 people can also bring enough food and weapons. At least our Queen still remembers us." The scout cavalry said loudly, "They are not ordinary regular troops, but the Royal Guards. They are flying the blue angel flag!"

"Royal Guards?"

Levi's expression brightened again.

The Royal Guards who can fly the blue angel flag are former members of the Jeanne family, and were formerly members of the Silver Wing Knights.

The nobles of France were well aware that the Silver Wing Knights had been split into three parts.

Some of them stayed in the Jeanne family, and some followed Hardy to Louisiane County.

The rest followed the queen and became special royal guards.

The Royal Guard has three units, and only the one that evolved from the Silver Wing Knights is qualified to carry the blue angel flag.

"Are the Silver Wing Knights coming?" Levi's expression was obviously much more relaxed: "Great, great."

Outside the fortress is a small plain, which is a terrain that is perfect for the heavy cavalry corps to perform well.

Although there are only 500 cavalrymen, once they charge, the offensive they bring is stronger than that of tens of thousands of infantrymen.

In this way, their winning rate will be much higher, at least 50-50.

At this time, the scout cavalry whispered: "And the person leading this cavalry is the Lord of Hukalo City, His Excellency Hadi."

Levi's eyes were slowly widening.

His thinking was a little redundant.

Then he subconsciously asked: "How could it be Hadi, isn't he in Inrodo?"

Everyone knew that Hardy, with the coalition forces of lords from all over France, was killing people and seizing cities in Inrodo.

Shiploads of spices and gems were shipped back, and the Bar Lev family also received the first batch of spoils.

It can be said that the profit is crazy!

But it was precisely because a large number of territorial coalition forces went to Inrodo that the Netherlands found an opportunity.

"I'm absolutely not mistaken. He is Lord Hardy." The scout cavalryman said loudly, "When Her Majesty the Queen ascended the throne, you took us to Boris and pointed him out to us. I definitely wouldn't mistake such a handsome and charming man."

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true." The scout cavalryman said firmly, "If it's false, I will dig out my eyes."

Just at this moment, they saw a column of smoke rising into the sky from behind.

"Are they here?" Levi was a little nervous. He immediately said to his adjutant, "Go find a wet towel. I need to wipe my face and tidy up my appearance. Mr. Hardy has come all the way to rescue us. We can't be rude."

The adjutant immediately ran away.

Not long after, he came over with a wet towel.

Levi wiped his face clean, then tidied his clothes before walking down the city wall and waiting at the entrance behind the fortress.

Soon, the silver heavy cavalry came rolling in, and in the front was a black warhorse with a young man in black clothes sitting on it.

As they got closer, Levi's expression became extremely happy: "It is indeed Sir Hardy. We are saved, we are saved."

He muttered to himself.

The soldiers around them hugged each other excitedly.

The news spread to every corner of the fortress along with cheers.

The originally lifeless fortress suddenly came alive.

Every soldier's eyes were filled with hope. (End of this chapter)