Leading at the Forefront

"Attack!" Easton roared, like a furious tiger.

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

"Annihilate them, seize the food!"

The uprising soldiers under Easton's command also shouted fiercely, their momentum intense. On the other hand, the supply convoy appeared even more chaotic and helpless.

In reality, the fighting capabilities of the supply convoy might not necessarily be higher than those of the hungry and desperate uprising soldiers. Just a week ago, they were all farmers busy in the fields. There wasn't much difference between them and the uprising soldiers.

However, due to Alexander's death, there was a vast disparity in morale between the two sides. Moreover, the number of uprising soldiers far exceeded that of the supply convoy, leading to an overwhelmingly one-sided situation on the battlefield.

If it weren't for the presence of the Third Battalion, the massacre might have already begun. Yet, because of the Third Battalion, because of Jake and Eli, the supply convoy was at a disadvantage and constantly suppressed. However, it hadn't completely collapsed yet. However, if no changes were made, a collapse was only a matter of time.

"Don't panic! Those with weapons, stand at the front. Everyone gather together. Those without weapons, hide behind the supply carts. Don't run around!" Eli shouted at the top of his lungs.

At this moment, they needed everyone to calm down. Flying around like headless flies would only lead to being picked off by the enemy, and ultimately, no one would escape.

With Alexander's death, the entire Skylark Camp was without command. People didn't know what to do. Now, upon hearing Eli's words, coupled with Eli's identity as a battalion leader, those who were unsure suddenly instinctively followed his instructions.

"Eli, what gives you the right to command my men?" One of the battalion leaders was displeased to see Eli commanding his soldiers.

"Get lost!" Eli kicked the person aside. "I don't have time to waste with you here!"

Afterward, Eli ignored the person's livid expression and shouted again at the crowd, "The Third Battalion's members, stand at the forefront. Buy some breathing time for the brothers from the other battalions!"

Although the Third Battalion's members were somewhat panicked, compared to the other battalions, they performed better. Their formation had remained intact from the beginning. Now, upon hearing Eli's words, those with weapons immediately came out from behind the supply carts and confronted the uprising soldiers who were already charging.

As for the members of the other battalions, they took advantage of this opportunity to run toward the rear of the Third Battalion. After catching their breath, some willingly stepped forward to aid the Third Battalion in battling the uprising soldiers, while others hesitated, cowering at the back, afraid to show themselves.

"Don't cower like grandsons! Those with weapons, move to the front for me! Remember, no chaos!" Eli shouted, "Anyone who keeps hiding without moving, I'll cut them down!"

Frightened by Eli's threat, regardless of their personal feelings, the soldiers of the supply convoy had no choice but to step forward. In the current situation, no one dared to test whether Eli would really carry out his threat.

"Jake, you take the forefront!" Eli yelled at Jake.

During this period, under Eli's command, the supply convoy had formed a defensive formation. While it still appeared somewhat chaotic, it was much better than before.

The foremost position in this defensive formation was the most crucial and perilous. They would directly face the enemy's charge. If this part couldn't hold, the newly formed and somewhat loosely organized defensive formation would immediately disintegrate. The result would be a massacre of the supply convoy soldiers on the scene.

The front position of this defensive formation was of utmost importance. Eli himself needed to command from the center, detecting and patching up vulnerabilities from various directions in a timely manner. Therefore, he couldn't take that critical position himself. He had to entrust it to someone he trusted most.

And among the whole scene, Eli's most trusted individual wasn't among the battalion leaders who had come to Skylark Camp with him. It was Jake!

Eli had substantial trust in Jake, especially after their previous battle against the red-eyed wolf pack. Eli even felt that Jake's strength wasn't inferior to his own. Therefore, he had no choice but to leave this crucial position to Jake. In this moment, he could only trust Jake.

"Good!" Jake exclaimed with great spirit.

Facing the enemy's attack, Jake wasn't the least bit nervous or fearful. Instead, he felt a surge of enthusiasm. Now, bearing the responsibility, apart from feeling some pressure, there was also a sense of valor.

Jake wielded his sword as if it were a blade, cutting down uprising soldiers charging at him. From the beginning of the battle until now, Jake had killed nearly ten individuals. He was slowly getting used to it. Initially, he might have hesitated a bit, but soon he adapted. He knew that in this situation, if he didn't kill these people, they would kill him. Therefore, for his own survival, he had to kill them.

Although Jake understood that these people might have been impoverished as well, forced into their current situation, he couldn't realistically convince them to lay down their weapons and spare him. In their eyes, he was their enemy, the person they had to kill. To avoid being killed himself, he had to resist.

Beside Jake were his squad members, Brenton and Adrian. They stood on either side of Jake like two sturdy boulders, at the forefront of the formation, resisting the enemy's assault.

Among the three, Jake was naturally the strongest in terms of strength. Few could withstand a single strike from him. The corpses in front of him had piled up considerably. Brenton was the next in terms of strength. His power was substantial, and he wielded a hefty broadsword. Each of his strikes was extremely domineering and imposing. The uprising soldiers felt intimidated even before engaging in combat, and their resistance against his strength was feeble.

As for Adrian, his strength was somewhat weaker, to the point that he was even inferior to some other members of Jake's squad. However, his agility and quick thinking made up for it. Jake had always thought that Adrian had the potential to be a scout and reconnaissance soldier. Such direct combat might not be suitable for him.

"Adrian, fall back. Dusty, take over!" Jake ordered when he saw Adrian struggling in combat.

"Yes!" Dusty acknowledged.

"Captain, I..." Adrian wasn't willing to retreat. He felt that by doing so, he would be seen as a deserter.

"No need for explanations. Obey orders!" Jake didn't have time to explain; he could only be forceful.

"Yes!" Adrian replied and immediately switched positions with Dusty.