The fall of the barony of Tuam

Einar who was on his horse frowned as he fired his revolver at a group of warriors who were running towards him.

All of them quickly ended up being shot to the head, making Einar sighed.

'This is surprising. This is the sixth group of enemies that managed to escape from the vanguard.

I think I have to improve the methods of dealing with guerrillas of this type. '

Einar turned his head and looked at one of his snipers. "How long will it take to get to Tuam's castle?"

The sniper took out a notebook. "According to the last report left by the vanguard, we should be about 7 kilometers from the castle.

Although we should arrive at noon, if we do not continue facing this amount of enemies, it may take us until nightfall. "

Einar sighed and stroked his nasal septum. "I want groups of 10 people to pass along the road and act as temporary guards.

That should be enough that our advance is not interrupted by enemy troops. "