Drift wants to do something to the Hu Tajing family. Duke Jones looked up at Manxuzi. Hesitantly, he said, "The Hutak family is the lord of the Luth Wasteland, the main road in the west, and the influence in the Western Alliance is not that you are about to lead the army into the west, and offending the Hutak family at this time is only afraid that it will put you in a disadvantageous situation! This is also the reason why I have not made a move against Salenku, I don't want to cause trouble for you."

"Old Duke!" the fat man's expression was moved, thinking that he had almost put Duke Jones in danger because of this reason, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and his determination to the Hutak family became more and more firm,

The fat man hesitated for a while, and decided to tell the Duke of Jones the truth, took out a top-secret document from his arms and put it in front of the Duke of Jones

"I had already prepared for the opposition in the Western Union. This is a secret pact between the Kugits and our Samar, and the Kugit has promised to fully support our operations in the west, and has promised to mobilize two Hurricane cavalry stationed on the western border if necessary to raid the Northern Stian army in the west from the rear."

"Kujit!" Old Duke Jones had a strange face, gritting his teeth in his heart for this enemy who had almost destroyed his family,

But we also have to admit that on the issue of the west, the Kugit have the absolute right to speak. The power of the Western Alliance itself is under the wing of the Kujits, and if the Kujits really agree to help, this battle in the west is basically a foregone conclusion.

"Compared to the support of the Kujits, the Hutak family's voice is too weak!" the fat man sneered at the corner of his mouth, patted the old duke's shoulder, and cut the railroad in a categorical manner

"That's where the old man stays. I'd rather see what kind of storm that Salenku could stir up, two days at most. My infantry regiment will reach the port of Savaran in Jones, and I will definitely take the Hutak family into force when the time comes. Uproot the Jones Collar and let them know that my Samore's sword is not only sharp but also decisive!"

Frederick, the timid chamberlain, stood respectfully beside him, listening to the whispered words of the fat man and Duke Jones, and he didn't dare to kick it.

Thinking of the tragic fate of the Hutak family, a wealthy family in the west, was settled in this ordinary small building, I couldn't help but feel a chill spreading rapidly from behind.

In the afternoon. The snow outside stopped, and the sky and earth were silvery white, and I saw the beautiful and magnificent scenery outside, the owner of this land. The wounded Duke Jones insisted on taking the fat man to hunt outside the city, claiming to take the fat man to see the characteristics of the West.

The old man, supported by several guards, mounted his tall Supor horse and pointed to the forest in the distance. With a full expression, he said to the fat man: "May is a good season in our west, and the elk herd that has been hiding for a winter will come out." Unlike the April hunting season in the central region, the hunting season in the west is in May. To be honest, I'm all jealous of your luck. Come to the west to fight in May, you really know how to pick the time!"

"Isn't that a coincidence, I don't want to come, but Stienne Kusai doesn't let people live!" the fat man smiled awkwardly

Morpheus, the head of the business alliance, walked over with a few shiny hounds in his hands, and said with a compliment, "My lord! This is a special product of the cross between the western specialty of the Rabourne Shepherd and the Kugit Shepherd, the Huraborne Hound Dog,

The coat color is good. Brave character. Piggy-sized and always standing tall because of its two triangular ears, it is called "Sentinel" in the West and is not the top of the range among hounds, but it is also excellent. ”

"Okay! With these sentinels, I think the old duke will be full of success" The fat man looked at the lively hounds and became interested, and asked Morpheus to hand over the hounds to the guards, and accompanied the old duke out of the city of Lemiao

Duke Jones was right, along the way, the fat man saw several groups of young nobles with bows and arrows and hounds, giggling and galloping on horseback in the plains, and occasionally he could see some small wild animals such as hares being driven around

"Let's go, let's go over there!" Duke Jones, who was strict by nature, looked at these arrogant aristocratic boys and girls, and frowned with displeasure,

He is the owner of this land, and he is used to hugging each other on weekdays, and he is always a little unaccustomed to these young boys and girls who don't know the height of the sky, and the generation gap is always in existence at any time.

With these impetuous aristocratic teenagers in front of them, the fat man and his party also fell idle, hunting while walking, and even the fat man with poor skills shot a few prey, but the elk herd he was looking for never saw it, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The fat man returned to Le Miao, but the Duke of Jones seemed to be very excited, and insisted on looking further, and swore that according to his experience. There must be a herd of elk ahead,

Duke Jones turned up a hill and suddenly pointed proudly to a dense pine forest in the distance. "Look, elk herd!" I was right!"

The fat man looked around, and sure enough, he saw a thick snow cover on the dark green pine needles, and several black dots jumped happily during the period. Gangkouli... ８。 ０... The fisherman's book is not concave and the body clam ... ,Six;,Like the elves of the world boiled in vain, it is the moose that is looking for all the way

"Hehe, the old man is really experienced!" the fat man teased in a good mood

Seeing that the fat man was in good spirits, Duke Jones rolled his eyes. Tiyì said, "It's not fun to hunt like this. Why don't we make bets separately, and if you win, I'll give you the Luclens estate outside of the main Jones castle! that's one of my three best estates."

"Okay, I like this mentions! Then I'm welcome," the fat man smiled, looked at the herd of elk scattered in the distance, took a longbow from the guard's hand, and galloped over, plunging into the pine forest in the distance

The cold wind blew on his face, and the fat man's feet clamped hard. The speed of the war horse slowed down, "Open!" The fat man let out a low sigh, his five fingers clenched the handle of the bow, and his arms were forced, and the two-meter-long thorn tile bowstring was immediately pulled into a full string

Not far away, the elk had not yet noticed this malicious pursuer

"Whoosh" A faint white line pierced the air, nailed to a pine trunk with a violent whistling sound, and the strong impact of the "lock" made the arrow pierce the trunk,

The trunk of the tree shook and the leaves fell off with the snow flakes.

An elk that was looking down to nibble on snow leather, looked up blankly,

Seeing the tail of the arrow that was still shaking, he suddenly reacted, and his fat body trembled violently.

The elastic limbs quickly fled on the snow, and the whole elk herd was like a team of forest spirits, leaving a string of plum hoof prints on the snow

"Haha! Dead fat man, you are still that virtuous, just now you said that the prey is too unworthy of your hands, now there is nothing to say!" Old Duke Jones rode on his horse and laughed at the fat man's super-standard arrow just now,

"No way! Lao Tzu really can't get used to this!" The fat man smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect the shooting power of the thorn tile longbow to be so strong, the guide made a mistake in his calculation, and hurriedly handed over the thorn tile longbow in his hand to the accompanying guards, and immediately turned around with agility, and lifted the heavy foot crossbow in the weapon slot with his right hand, and his sharp eyes flashed with a cold light like a blade

"Collapse" A strong bowstring trembled, and the short-tailed arrow swept a strange arc in the air with the sound of the wind.

The leader of the elk, who was running wildly, shook his sturdy body, and an arrow pierced through its thick neck, and bright red deer blood splattered out of the arrow, and his mouth let out a mournful roar in the air,

The fat body was carried out more than a meter away by the powerful arrowhead, and it was heavily smashed to the ground, its limbs twitched, and the hot deer blood was particularly eye-catching in the snow

Infantry crossbows have a powerful and terrifying piercing force. Let Duke Jones, who was still teasing just now, secretly stumble to think of such a terrible weapon. The 100,000 legions that have been equipped with Samor, and I can't help but feel my scalp tingle

"Times have changed, and the dead fat man is no longer what it used to be!" Duke Jones looked at the fat man in the distance. Secretly in his heart, three black Hubraun hounds ran merrily past him, barking with joy around their prey.

"Dead old man, I'm not bad!" Looking at the old duke's deflated face, the fat man raised the foot crossbow in his hand. He whistled arrogantly and said with a smile, "With this one, I have six, and everyone is even." Just shoot one more and your Lucrence Manor will be mine!"

"It's dark, let's go back" Duke Jones deliberately turned his head, not looking at the fat man's villainous face, but the fat man's interest seemed to be lifted by this arrow, and he said excitedly, "Don't." The hunt has just begun!"

"Where's the prey?" Duke Jones looked at with an embarrassed face, the arrow just now scared away the elk herd. Only the empty woods remained, and it was already evening, and the woods were plunged into a faint darkness, and the horses' hooves trampled on them, making a sound of broken snow

"Who said no! After following us for so long, why should you show your face?" the fat man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and pulled the pole on the infantry crossbow with a tight creak. The loud sound shook the leaves of the trees

With a flick of his right hand, the crunch of the bowstring sounded, and a black shadow fell from the thick pine elm tree on the right, planted heavily in the snow, and was a masked assassin

"God, what's going on?" Duke Jones couldn't figure out what was going on, "Do it!" A clatter sounded from the top of the pine forest, and a black shadow jumped down from the pine forest on a high place, and the long sword in his hand flashed cold light in the darkness, and covered the fat man's head,

"Looking for death!" A blue light burst out from the fat man's waist, and the famous "Prairie Blue Moon" of the prairie emitted a small arc of death in the air, "Ah" The black shadow couldn't dodge in the air, and was cut in two by a person with a knife on the spot, and blood mixed with internal organs floated down, just like a red blood rain just fell, and the blue light swirled around and returned to the fat man's hands again

"Collapse, collapse!" The three Thorn Tile longbowmen in the guard. The longbow in his hand shot out of a burst of fire, and a few black dots were planted from the tree...... Kouyang... ８。 ０... The body clam of the fisherman book is not orange!