System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 1229 - 331: Supreme Commander (10,000) (2)

Perhaps it was because of the close proximity as Lynn sat upon him.

Or maybe because some strange images had already started to form in Janet’s mind.

Janet’s body became increasingly warm.

To the extent that.

The surface of Janet’s smooth and tight skin was tinged with a hint of red.

Without any need for instruction from Lynn, Janet began to move gently.

Janet leaned forward slightly, lying on Lynn’s broad and strong chest.

Her face, flushed with a rosy hue, quickly moved closer to Lynn.

Janet’s cheeks pressed tightly against Lynn’s.

A cool sensation appeared instantly on Lynn’s lips.

Looking at Janet in front of him, her eyes closed and lost in the moment.

Lynn raised his eyebrows, no longer holding back.

He reached out his hands, exploring and roaming over Janet’s body.

After a dozen minutes.

Only the rhythmic sounds of swaying hot water remained in the quiet private room.

...

Under the veil of night.

In a city ravaged with wounds and scars.

Teams of soldiers wearing standard plate armor lined up, marching atop the city walls.

The sound of orderly footsteps and the clang of plate armor parts echoed intermittently.

When the patrolling soldiers saw the two figures standing ahead.

The patrol soldiers respectfully bowed their heads, showing their respect.

Danke, who was also wearing greatsword and shield standard plate armor, looked at Godfrey’s back in front of him and spoke.

"My lord, in accordance with your instructions, the collapsed sections of the city wall have been repaired."

"The bodies below the city walls have also been buried in dug pits."

"The injured soldiers are receiving treatment from military doctors."

"The remaining soldiers are resting, ready to face the next attack from Marquis Polk’s army at any time!"

Standing at the edge of the city wall, Godfrey did not turn around.

He merely hummed in reply.

Godfrey’s gaze extended far beyond, staring straight toward the space outside Spirit Reef Port.

In that open ground, shrouded by darkness, under the glow of bonfires or campfires, one could clearly see the erected tents.

The scale of the tents was so vast, stretching back for more than ten miles.

Godfrey could clearly see.

There were teams of cavalry and infantry, holding torches, entering the camps under the cover of night!

Evidently.

They were the vassals summoned from his domain by Marquis Polk.

Rushing in from various parts of the marquisate for military support!

Under Godfrey’s observation.

He discovered that at least a dozen soldier squads had entered the camp.

This meant.

With the constant support from Marquis Polk’s vassals, the military strength of Marquis Polk’s army was increasing rapidly!

Once a sufficient number of soldiers gathered in Marquis Polk’s camp.

Marquis Polk would definitely launch another attack on Spirit Reef Port!

Until that time comes.

With no additional aid and only a little over ten thousand soldiers remaining in the Sword and Shield Corps.

Can they still defend this scarred Spirit Reef Port?

If they cannot hold it, what decision should the remaining Sword and Shield Corps make?

What choice should he make?

Thinking of this.

Godfrey’s brow furrowed, his expression filled with deep concern.

Suddenly.

Godfrey’s gaze shifted, looking toward another direction of Marquis Polk’s camp.

A torch’s flame flickered and burned continuously in the darkness.

Perhaps because the cavalryman gripped it tightly in his hand.

Or maybe because of the wind from the galloping warhorse.

The flame’s glow formed a long line stretching backward.

But showed no signs of extinguishing.

The torch’s light swiftly moved from the distant darkness toward Spirit Reef Port.

Not only did Godfrey notice the torchlight.

Danke, too, shifted his gaze, looking into the distant darkness.

Danke raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

Riding through the night, making towards Spirit Reef Port.

And considering the direction from which it came.

Danke speculated it was very likely from the Marquisate of Dukas!

As Godfrey and Danke watched and waited.

Sounds of galloping hooves rose in the darkness.

The hoofbeats grew closer, becoming increasingly audible.

Godfrey, by the light of the torch held by the cavalryman.

Could faintly see the figure mounted on the warhorse.

A light cavalryman clad in cloth armor, marked with a greatsword and shield insignia.

Danke, too, clearly saw the standard armor on the cavalryman, promptly reminding Godfrey.

"My lord, it’s a messenger cavalry from the Marquisate of Dukas!"

Godfrey murmured, "Bring the messenger cavalry up here."

Danke hesitated not at all, responding respectfully.

"Yes, my lord, Danke will go immediately!"

Whoosh~

Boom~

However.

Just as Danke finished speaking.

A sharp whizzing sound suddenly pierced the air outside the city walls.

The next moment.

The messenger cavalry moving toward the gates of Spirit Reef Port toppled off his horse.

And crashed heavily onto the ground, losing all signs of life in an instant.

Danke’s eyes narrowed, and he quickly stepped over to Godfrey, dragging him away from the edge of the wall.

Danke, his whole body tense, advised, "My lord, watch out for hidden arrows!"

Marquis Polk had indeed arranged archers hidden in the darkness to shoot and kill the messenger cavalry.

Ignoring Danke’s caution, Godfrey promptly commanded.

"Don’t worry about me."

"Quickly lead the soldiers with shields to retrieve the messenger cavalry!"

Danke hesitated for half a second but eventually replied.

"Yes, my lord!"

Releasing Godfrey’s arm, Danke quickly headed toward the nearby city wall steps.