Guard Jack's left hand clutched his right arm, and between his fingers, blood continued to spill out, slipping onto the fingers of his right hand and dripping into the dirt.

The baron's face was dark and dark, and he strode over: "Jack, what happened?" Make it clear to me! ”

Jack threw himself on the dirt in front of the baron, gasping for breath: "Lord, grassy slope village...... Huh~Huh~ There are werewolves in Caopo Village, and I saw more than a dozen. When we went, everyone in Caopo Village was killed, werewolves...... Werewolves gnawing on corpses. ”

The baron's face became more and more gloomy: "What about the others? ”

"All dead! All killed! Guard Jack's pupils constricted, and his breath was short: "Those werewolves are very smart, they cut us off, and the other brothers ..... All...... I was the only one who managed to escape. ”

Jack is incoherent and depressed.

The baron looked at Jack's arm: "How did you hurt your hand?" ”

"Bitten by a werewolf."

Guard Jack let go of his left hand, which was covering the wound, only to see that on his right arm, the leather armor was bitten and the muscles were lost a lot, and blood gushed out of the veins, and the bones could be faintly seen.

Suddenly seeing such a tragic injury, the baron's eyelids subconsciously jumped, and then he beckoned to the guards on the side: "Go, you go and call Watts." ”

Watts is the town's doctor, knows a few simple healing spells, is good at using herbs, and is very good at treating injuries.

The guards took the order.

The baron continued: "Did you see Dias?" ”

Jack nodded: "Yes, but it's far away, I don't see it too clearly." ”

"Say."

"When we arrived, the houses in Caopo Village were already on fire everywhere and the situation was very chaotic. Then we went into the village to check, and I looked up and saw half

There were quite a few people surrounding Dias's house on the mountainside, all dressed in tattered clothes and looking like robbers. We're going to go over and check it out. The people on the hill seemed to see us, too, and some were pointing at us. I also saw a couple of people enter the house and drag a guy out of the house. It's too far away for me to see clearly, but from the silhouette, it looks a lot like Dias. ”

The baron asked, "And then?" And then what happened? ”

Jack shook his head with a pale face: "On the way in the past, we saw a lot of mutilated corpses on the dirt road of the village, and the air was very bloody, and then ....... Then, the werewolf rushed out. ”

Just then, Doctor Watts arrived, checked the situation, and immediately opened the portable medicine box to treat Jack's wounds.

The pain was so intense that Jack nearly fainted.

The baron waved his hand, and the two guards stepped up and helped Jack down.

The werewolf and the robber colluded together, and they had already killed Caopo Village, which was more than ten miles away, and the situation was becoming more and more serious, so severe that the baron was terrified.

'If the robbers really collude with the werewolves, will Sunderland be able to resist it?' ’

'Damn Gandra, look at the good you did! ’

Baron Draco stood there in distraction, sometimes worried, sometimes gritting teeth.

Suddenly, a young man's voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Uncle, the situation doesn't seem to be good. ”

Draco turned his head to see Rosen walking towards him, and less than half a meter behind Rosen, the golden-eyed female pursuer followed.

He frowned slightly, and waved his hand vigorously: "Rosen, you don't have to worry about these things, stay in my house with peace of mind." No amount of robbers will be able to break my Sunderland! ”

Rosen shook his head: "Of course it's impossible to be a robber alone, but what about adding werewolves?" ”

Jack's words, he also heard.

Draco let out a sigh and gritted his teeth, "Even with the werewolves, my guards can stop them!" If you can't stop it, you have to block it! ”

These words were enough to expose the apprehension in the baron's heart.

Rosen said, "Uncle, I can actually help ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Baron Draco's words: "No, you are too young to go to war, I will never agree." If....... If Sunderland can't hold it, I'll open a secret passage and get you out of town. ”

In the end, the baron's voice was very soft and soft, as if he was afraid of being heard by the guards around him.

Rosen smiled wryly, he found Baron Draco to be very arbitrary, saying nothing and not liking to take advice: "Uncle......"

Baron Draco only thought that Rosen had not been convinced, and he said angrily, "Do you know how my son died? He died in my arms! He was only 16 years old that year, and he went to the cemetery outside the town to kill ghouls to prove his bravery, and the result was ...... Outcome....... Either way, you're too young to have enough combat experience. You have a very smart brain and a talent for alchemy, so you shouldn't die on the battlefield like this. The most important thing you should do now is for me to stay in the Baron's Palace! ”

Anne finally couldn't listen anymore and said, "My lord, Rosen is not a warrior, but an alchemist. He certainly can't go to the battlefield to prove his prowess, when he can solve your puzzle in some unique way, just as he can cure your illness and your warrior can't. ”

"Uh~" Draco was stunned, and after a few seconds, he reluctantly turned his head to look at Rosen, "Is what she said true?" ”

Rosen nodded: "Of course." Uncle, if you can give me some support, then I can craft some powerful and easy-to-use weapons for you. ”

"Powerful?" Draco's heart struck, "Do you mean the power of a giant crossbow or trebuchet?" ”

He had participated in the Empire's Second Northern Expedition and had witnessed trebuchets on the battlefield. When those trebuchets more than ten meters high threw hundreds of kilograms of boulders at the opposing wall, smashing large clouds of dust and smoke on the wall, Draco was shaken by the power of the machine, even after more than ten years, he could still clearly recall every detail of the trebuchet.

Rosen was a little stunned, he really didn't know how Baron Draco thought of trebuchets, he could only explain: "No, no, no, trebuchets are too complicated, extremely expensive to make, and not accurate enough, so they are only suitable for attack and defense in big cities. What I'm trying to build is some small weapons. ”

Now is the era of cold weapons, the usual weapons are knives, swords, bows and crossbows, trebuchets are already top-level weapons, but for people living in the age of hot weapons, he has a lot of new ways to defend the city.

Of course, the premise is that he has the support of the baron, otherwise he can mobilize too few resources and can play a very limited role.

"Small? Or powerful? Draco couldn't figure it out, his imagination was so limited, he couldn't imagine how something small could be so powerful.

Thinking about it, he asked, "I've heard that northerners like to attack their opponents with fire oil. Is the weapon you just mentioned fire oil? ”

Lawson nodded: "Somewhat similar, but not exactly the same, more powerful and more violent." ”

What is the best thing to make in war? Of course, it's explosives, all kinds of explosives, all kinds of explosives, until the opponent is blown up and torn apart.

Unexpectedly, Baron Draco immediately shook his head: "No, the oil is not good, Sunderland is full of wooden houses." Fire oil is indeed very powerful, but it is too easy to be injured by mistake. ”

'Uh~' Lawson was stunned, he didn't think about this carefully, what the baron said did make some sense, but as long as you use it carefully, you don't have to worry about accidental injury at all.

Baron Draco thought he had persuaded Rosen, he reached out and patted Rosen's shoulder gently, with a serious face: "Little guy, no need to say more, I know you want to help, and I know that you are very smart, but you have never experienced war, let alone know about war, and I am a veteran who has personally experienced the Second Northern War!" Believe in my uncle, my soldiers and I will fight to the death and will never take half a step back! I will do my best to defeat those bandits! ”

As he spoke, Baron Draco was impassioned, with a tragic expression. He seems to be so engrossed in some kind of tragic hero mood that he can't help himself.

"......" Rosen was still unwilling and wanted to continue to persuade.

As a result, Baron Draco didn't pay any attention to him, he swung his fist heavily, raised his head high, and his eyes were hot: "I'll let those dastardly robbers taste the fists of the veterans!" ”

With that, he turned and strode towards the arsenal, shouting at the busy guards and men as he went: "Move! Move it! Let's use our swords to tell those stupid robbers that they have chosen the wrong opponent! ”

Looking at Baron Draco, who was inexplicably ignited with passion, Anne bowed her head to Rosen and said, "What a stubborn lord. ”

Rosen nodded helplessly: "Yes, brave, rude, generous, but impatient, stubborn, and not accepting any rebuttals." ”

Such a person is a good warrior, but it is difficult to be a good lord.

Anne asked, "So what now?" ”

Rosen thought about it carefully: "Without the support of the Baron, my original plan would not have worked. However, with Sunderland's favorable terrain, the only ones who can really pose a threat are those werewolves. So, it's enough for us to help the Baron deal with the werewolves, which aren't particularly fast...... In that case....... Annie, I'll give you an improved crossbow. ”