Chapter 0636 - Mess Up

Zhou Qingfeng held a 'grievance conference', and the entire secret camp was crying.

The Banshee Castle didn't hold a 'grievance conference', but the city lord's mansion was still crowded with hundreds of noble family members, and they cried as if the world was over.

The same family members who had hailed their children to go out of the city a week earlier, encouraging them to return with glory and wealth.

The reason is that the Banshee Castle has kicked the iron plate this time.

Before nightfall, Tias rode for a long day, and together with more than a dozen scattered knights, he rushed back like a lost dog.

The moment he dismounted, the rookie rider fell down with a weak leg, and when he touched his thigh, he found that his entire pants were soaked with blood. The arrow in the ass is still sticking in.

Wounded by arrows along the way, Tias was the worst of the knights to flee back. This tragic situation made him pay attention to it, and he was hurriedly sent to the city lord's mansion.

The family priest treated him, and the Friedman City Lord came to ask what was going on? The truth made all the nobles of the Banshee Castle turn blue.

Exxon led more than 100 knights to investigate the attack on the convoy, but instead of evacuating, the attackers stayed behind to set up an ambush. At present, there are only a dozen knights who can escape back.

The others were either killed or scattered, and were not heard from. This is equivalent to the death of dozens of nobles in one go, and most of them are young and strong.

Although most of Exxon's men are remnants of the original Longleg family, the nobles of Banshee Castle can't laugh. This is not a small loss.

The families of the knights who accompanied Bishop on the expedition heard the news and ran to inquire about the situation.

Some were relieved to learn that their families were still safe and sound. But more could not get news, and they all crowded at the gate of the city lord's mansion and cried.

Your Excellency, who likes to 'follow the rules', don't want to sleep peacefully tonight. His face was clouded, his mouth was pouted, and even his breath seemed to be venting his burning anger.

Events are moving too fast, one after another, and they can no longer be dealt with with a normal mentality. The Banshee Fortress must send investigators again as soon as possible to expel and preferably eliminate the attackers.

But as Zhou Qingfeng envisioned, the Buchi family will not be able to make a real response until tomorrow at the earliest. Because according to the situation described by Tias, the opponent is very strong.

The huge Earth Walking Dragon Mount, which is not something that ordinary people can ride.

Cold Wind City even crossed a distance of hundreds of kilometers to send troops, although the number may not be large, but the harm is too great. This courage surprised the nobles of the Banshee Castle.

The investigation team on the death of Fils also returned to report that the enemy was not only prophetic wizards, but also necromantic wizards. The rank is not low, and the strength is very strong.

War is not a game of chess, and there are no rules about who will win.

All kinds of unexpected situations are like punches one after another, and the nobles in the city are dizzy. They frantically shouted for a hundredfold revenge, but they had to endure the pain and admit that their opponents were not vulnerable.

The communication skills of the wizards in the city were all used up in an instant, all the flying magic pets were sent out, and the subordinates of the various nobles were forced to move.

A large number of scouts also set out overnight to try to figure out where the enemy was going.

Friedman dedicates a living room to a gathering of the family's top officials to discuss what to do. All frowned, forced to speed up their actions and thoughts.

Tias, as an eyewitness to the war, was questioned no less than twenty times.

In the middle of the night, butter candles were lit everywhere in the city lord's mansion, and it was impossible to sleep peacefully. Tias was allowed to go home to rest, and he limped out of the mansion gate with the pain in his buttocks.

The priest's healing techniques helped Tias heal his wounds, but the massive blood loss still made him feel dizzy, and the psychological pain made him feel like he needed to recuperate for a few days.

Outside the mansion, there are many families of deceased knights waiting for news. They can't believe that their husbands/children have died on the battlefield and all want to see a miracle.

But Tias knew nothing would happen. The noble knights slaughtered the untouchables, and then turned around and were killed by the enemy, and the difference between life and death was really fair.

"Tias." Someone in the family circle was shouting, and a middle-aged lady ran over with a petticoat and stared at the rookie knight with a serious face.

"I heard that my husband, Exxon, had died in battle. Can you, as my husband's personal attendant, give me a definite answer? ”

The lady is in her forties, and it is difficult to hide the wrinkles even if she applies grease and powder to her face. But she was richly dressed, followed by two servants who helped to lift her skirt, and a luxurious carriage in the distance.

Thinking of the words he had shouted on the battlefield, Tias bowed his head in grief and sobbed, "I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't take care of the lord.

He was facing a terrifying Earth-Walking Dragon, which was beyond my capabilities. The lord ......, he asked me to come back and report the news, saying that he should not be sacrificed in vain. ”

The 'rookie' learned to 'change his face' without a teacher, and he was ready to accept scolding. But the middle-aged lady didn't have much sadness at all. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself:

"Poor Exxon, I hope he doesn't die too painfully. But that's fine, I'll inherit all the family property, and no one can stop me from remarrying. ”

Well..... that surprised Tias.

After speaking, the middle-aged lady looked at the young Tias thoughtfully, "Little pity, you must have been frightened a lot today." I have also suffered a lot of psychological trauma, can you come and accompany me? ”

The rookie followed Exxon's side, and he didn't learn anything else, but he heard a lot of the nobles' routines.

In the marriage of the aristocracy, there are few emotional factors, and property is the main thing.

Why do so many families of dead knights come to cry outside the city lord's mansion? Because most of them have too little dowry, they must depend on their husbands to survive.

But Lord Exxon's wife was a little different.....

The rookie was thinking a little, and there was a crisp cry behind him, "Your Excellency Tias, can you disturb for a while?" ”

Tias turned his head, and his pupils dilated instantly.

Princess Inisa, dressed in a strong suit, appeared outside the City Lord's Mansion with her attendants. The original crying voice was a little weaker, and her young and beautiful face seemed to shine all the time.

There is no need for any verbal expressions, she just needs to stand quietly and immediately become the focus of everyone's attention.

The rookie immediately threw the noble lady behind, walked to the horse of Her Royal Highness the princess as if she was charmed, and saluted respectfully: "Hello, respected Your Highness, what can I do for you?" ”

The princess sat still on horseback, leaned over and asked, "I heard that Coldwind City sent someone to attack you?" ”

"Yes, I've fought with those people. It's relatively familiar. ”

When talking to Lord Friedman, Tias wasn't as nimble as he was now. He talked about his experiences in Green Valley, the shield-lifting rangers and halfling wanderers, and the slender crossbowbolts that characterize Coldwind City.

"By the way, I saw a beautiful elf. And your beauty ...... Your Royal Highness Princess"

Tias remembered the female elf he had seen when he fled, and wanted to say that the delicate face of the other party was on par with that of Inisa. But he stopped, feeling that it was an offense.

But Inisha already knows who this is about?

Victor. Hugo can compete with Her Royal Highness the princess in terms of appearance and temperament, and the only one who can make people unforgettable at first sight is Celi. And Healy is in, Victor. Hugo is inevitable.

"You said you saw an earth-walking dragon?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever seen a silly orc?"

"I think I've heard it mentioned by others, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

"Have you ever seen a skeletal horse that likes to say strange things?"

"Nope."

"Meet Victor. Hugo himself? ”

"I'm not sure, because I don't know the monsters of the Black Forest."

Inisha asked a few words, thanked her, and dismounted in front of the City Lord's Mansion, wrapped in a dark red cloak and entered the mansion. Tias stared at her back until he couldn't see it, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged lady walked up from behind, gently touched the rookie's shoulder, and asked with a chuckle: "My dear little pity, you shouldn't like that princess, right?" ”

"No, no, no." Tias hurriedly denied, "I know my identity very well, I just ...... and admire more." ”

...... cut the middle-aged lady and sneered, and took the initiative to hold Tias's arm, "When will you men understand your identity?" You will always overestimate yourself. ”

The strong smell of fragrant powder poured into the rookie's nose, making him want to break free.

But the middle-aged lady increased her strength to hold Tias, and snorted and sneered: "Little pity, I know you must be very tired, why don't you throw yourself into my arms." ”

"Wait, you're the lord's wife. The lord had just died. ”

"So what? I happen to be short of a young lover, and I'm a rich widow. ”

The word 'rich widow' struck Tias to the point, and after feeling the noblewoman's strong arm, he was half-pushed and half-dragged into the carriage parked nearby.

Fell.

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