After midnight, Baishan Town was quiet, even the chirping of silk insects in the grass became suppressed and gentle, and those taverns and nightclubs in the streets and alleys that were open all night on weekdays also closed their doors early under the persuasion of some well-intentioned people.

Dressed in a full-body heavy armor that faintly exuded a black aura, Saunders looked coldly at the Niclair Manor standing in the night, and about twenty tall warriors in full armor were standing solemnly beside him, looking at their calm eyes and calloused palms, it was obvious that they were a group of elites who had been trained hard.

As a knight of the first class, Sanders also owned a fief of a village, and since he got the land, he selected young villagers from among the villagers who were engaged in blacksmiths, hunters, etc., as private soldiers directly belonging to the Sanders family, unlike the semi-professional soldiers of the Niclair family, these young villagers had a good salary, they gave up their original professions, and ******** received rigorous military training, and now these warriors who are in their thirties are in the prime of their lives. Their armor and guns are the standard equipment of the Duchy's main battle legion that Sanders has spent a lot of money on, and they are extremely loyal to Sanders under his deliberate envelopment, each of them can crush most opponents of the same rank in combat effectiveness, and in Sanders's eyes, these warriors are the sharp knives he relies on to pierce Duran's heart.

And beside these warriors, the commander of the private army of the Niclell family also stood silently with nearly a hundred private soldiers under his command, but these warriors who were not elite consumed too much physical strength in the search of the mountain forest hunting grounds during the day, although they had recovered a little, but many people's faces were still faintly pale, obviously, the combat effectiveness of these people was obviously more than one grade worse than the colleagues around them.

Sanders's cold eyes looked at this group of private soldiers whose combat effectiveness was greatly damaged, he knew very well that there was also a group of extremely elite warriors under the command of Andrew Knight, although Sanders believed that his carefully cultivated private soldiers were better than the other party, but even if he could win, it would be a miserable victory, and he didn't want these soldiers who had spent a lot of money on their own efforts to lose money in this kind of meaningless fighting.

At this time, it is time for this group of Niclair family private army to come into play, using their blood and lives to consume the enemy's physical strength, and the elite warriors under their command can easily kill those powerful enemies, cut off Duran's head, and then become a powerful weapon for him to rule the entire viscount after he becomes Lord Sanders, as for what will happen to those Niclair family private army, he doesn't really care, anyway, it's just a group of wall grass who spent a little money to take refuge, and who cares about their lives.

And just when Sanders's mind was churning with the terrible idea of sending this group of private soldiers to be cannon fodder, a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a scar that cut the whole face in half with dozens of fierce men in pitch-black leather armor appeared in his field of vision, as soon as he saw Sanders, the middle-aged man who was also wearing a pitch-black leather armor smiled gently: "Dear Sanders, we meet again." ”

Although his smile was gentle and amiable, the scar that squirmed with his smile still made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Slightly startled in his heart, Sanders hurriedly bowed slightly and saluted, "Captain Hagrid, Sanders salutes you." ”

The middle-aged man who was broken by a scar is Hagrid, the leader of the Black Mountain Bandits, and is also the top boss of Sanders and Billy, although Sanders has left the Black Mountain Bandits after defecting to Duran's father, Viscount Zack, but he has always been very jealous of Hagrid in his heart.

This middle-aged man with a gentle and elegant appearance is a complete pervert on the inside, he usually leads his bandits to rob caravans, not only robbing money and goods, but even young and beautiful men and women are within his hunting range, and these people who fall into his hands don't want to leave a concubine.

Regardless of status, these people will be tortured by extreme perversions before they die, in the past, when Sanders was just a miscellaneous minions in the bandits, he used to collect those who were tortured to death by him for Hagrid, those blurred pieces of flesh that have become inhuman, almost left Sanders with a psychological shadow, and since the attack on Viscount Zack and his wife two years ago was broken, Hagrid has become more evil and perverted than before.

Smiling gently, Hagrid waved his hand at Sanders and said, "No need to be polite, you will soon become a noble viscount, what is it to salute a mountain villager like me." ”

Sanders's movements were slightly suffocated, and his words seemed to have a little extraneous sound, but now he still had to rely on Hagrid's help to say much, so he hurriedly said: "Sanders can have today's support thanks to the head of Hagrid, if there is anything I can help, please just ask." ”

Seeing Sanders like this, Hagrid's ugly face couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, and laughed harmoniously: "Sanders, since you still think of me, the old leader, if I am more polite, it will be angry, you also know that our Black Mountain bandit group was hired by that master to destroy the Niclair family, which is unrefusal, but speaking of which, I still have some relationship with this family." ”

Fingers casually flipped the torn flesh on his face, Hagrid grinned: "The great knight who guarded the Viscount Niclell left me this scar back then, and now that I have met the deceased, I must always take care of it, and after taking Niclair Manor, hand over Duran to me, his father and mother died early, let this child pay this debt now." ”

"This ......" Sanders frowned, this dead pervert had always liked to torture his captives mentally and physically, and those who fell into his hands were often abused for days before they could take their last breath, and now that the big family that might have made a deal with Duran would send reinforcements at any time, and where would there be time for Hagrid to vent his perverted desires on Duran.

"I will grasp this time well, and I will definitely let that kid swallow his last breath before dawn today, and I will never delay your big event, brother." Seeing that Sanders was embarrassed, Hagrid smiled lightly and threw out his chips: "If I can get my wish for my eldest brother, this time in addition to our share, I will not take any of the treasures in the Niclair family's inner treasury." ”

Sanders' eyes lit up, Hagrid, the pervert, didn't even want the treasure of the Niclair family for Duran, what a deep hatred this was, and he mourned for Duran for a second in his heart, although he didn't want to make trouble, but if he could kill Duran before dawn, there should be no problem.

A smile appeared on his face, and Sanders nodded and said: "Since you have said this, brother, I am also willing to be an adult, as long as I capture Duran's kid, he will be yours before dawn." Seeing that Hagrid had almost put down the head of the regiment in order to get along with him, he simply climbed up the pole and directly complimented the Hagrid brothers.

Seeing Sanders nodding, Hagrid couldn't help but show a touch of joy, and shouted at the group of fierce bandits with full faces behind him: "Brothers, listen to me, I must fight bravely when I rush into Niclair Manor, whoever grabs those women's gold coins and jewels belongs to him, but Duran's kid must be captured alive for me, which brother can capture that kid In addition to the reward of the adult, I, Hagrid, will take out another two thousand gold coins myself!" ”

With the release of Hagrid's bounty, the hearts of this group of bandits suddenly shrank, they followed Hagrid not to promote the positive energy of society and realize the dream of the great Watson, but to get more yellow gold coins, shining silver coins and fragrant beauties, for these things, not to mention those nobles are Hagrid himself, they dare to go up and stab him, and now as long as they rush into the manor of this little nobleman and capture the powerless little nobleman, they can get a full two thousand gold coins.

What is the concept of 2,000 gold coins to them, every time they go out to plunder the caravan and get 30% of the gold coin goods belong to the regiment leader, the other 30% belongs to the deputy regiment commander and the squad leaders who go out together, and the last 40% can be distributed by these grassroots bandits, and every time they are risking their lives to rush to the front, I don't know when the swords and bows of those caravan guards will pierce their hearts, and 2,000 gold coins may not be able to earn money in their lives for the bandits whose careers may end at any time.

Their eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with a loud shout from Hagrid, the bandits drew their long knives from their waists and rushed towards Niclair Manor.

Sanders frowned, although he promised to hand over Duran to Hagrid, but he was not willing to give the credit for capturing Duran to the people of the Black Mountain bandit group, turned his head Sanders whispered to the commander of the private army of the Niclair family who was silent on the side: "You also give it to me, don't let that group of bandits take the lead, whoever can capture Duran, I will also give you two thousand gold coins." ”

A twinkle flashed in the eyes of the private army commander, after all, they were natives of Viscount Niclair's domain, and it was already despicable for them to join Sanders in secretly intercepting Duran, and now if they attacked the lord's manor with the bandits, it would be a blatant rebellion that ripped off the last fig leaf.

As a noble private army colluding with bandits to attack the lord's manor, once this kind of thing is exposed, all their relatives will be sent to the gallows by the noble court with them, but looking at the cold-faced Sanders and those knight private armies with a faint hint of murderous intent, it is no longer up to them where to go at this time.

Gritting his teeth, the commander of the private army shouted, "Brothers, rush with me!" ”

With that, he drew out the two-handed sword that he was carrying behind him, and rushed to the gate of the manor with a large group of private soldiers behind him.

Seeing this group of private soldiers rushing forward, Sanders also shouted, leading the group of elite warriors around him to rush towards the manor.

And Hagrid and the others who rushed up recently had already arrived in front of the gate of the manor at this time, looking at the empty and unguarded gate of the manor, Hagrid sneered, and two heavy axes with wheels flashing with pitch black and cold light had appeared in his hands, and like Triel, he was also given a precious storage bag by the mysterious big man.

Hagrid let out a low snort, and two heavy short axes slashed towards the iron gate of the manor with the majestic fighting spirit of the peak of the swordsman level, and the ordinary iron gate could not withstand the full force of a peak swordsman, and with a miserable crackling sound, the wreckage of the iron gate fell violently, raising a large cloud of dust.

Looking at the manor, where the black man seemed to have fallen asleep, Hagrid laughed wildly and shouted, "Brothers, rush and kill everyone who dares to take up swords and guns, and take all the gold coins and women!" ”

"Come to think of it, you can only occasionally play with the women worth one or two silver coins in those broken kilns, but today, you can pamper those beautiful maids who can only be enjoyed by noble lords, hurry up! Except for Duran's little bastard, kill all the men in this manor for me! ”

Thinking of the legendary noble maids who were delicate and white and often had some affairs with the rich lords, this group of fierce robbers only felt as if they were on fire, and with red eyes and raised their swords, they rushed into this elegant manor.

Looking at the beast-like bandits, Hagrid's ugly face was full of twisted pleasure of revenge, and at that moment he suddenly saw a blinding tongue of fire erupt from the window of the quiet villa in the center of the manor.