In the evening of the same day, the blood clan army camp was in the village.

The sky is full of stars, the campfires in the camp, countless blood clouds and iron horsemen sit around the fire of their own squad, or sit upright in their own military tents, and those who sit next to the fire are generally junior officers or soldiers, and most of the people who can sit in the tent are middle and senior officers, oh no, according to the name of the blood clan, it should be called middle and upper nobles.

However, whether it is a low-level nobleman or an upper-middle nobleman, what is waiting for at this moment is the same, that is, blood food.

They haven't eaten tonight.

A moment later, a team of blood cloud iron horsemen escorted 10,000 humans selected from the livestock camp into the camp gate, blood cloud iron horsemen were waiting quietly, not impatient, no one came out to fight for blood food or anything, when there were no outsiders, they have always maintained an aristocratic demeanor, from the lowest baron to the highest grand duke.

As for the 10,000 humans? They're just food, and they don't deserve to be treated equally by the Bloodlines.

Half an hour later, after leaving a corpse of blood food for every tent and every fire, the "gang leaders" who escorted the blood food withdrew from the camp as they had come, and returned to the livestock camp, where they were to eat.

Glod and Doris's team received a blood eater, a middle-aged man with a thin yellow face and a sad face, who, judging by the calluses on his hands, must have been a farmer or something.

However, it didn't matter to them what this blood food was, in their eyes, this middle-aged man was just a thing and not a person, and they neatly tied up the farmer who was constantly struggling to resist with their hands and feet, and set it up on a wooden frame that had been prepared in advance.

Just don't get me wrong, Glod didn't do the barbecue, they just did it to get blood......

"Do you come first or do I come first?" Doris asked casually.

Glod smiled, "Lady first." ”

"Hmph." A look of satisfaction appeared on Doris's face, and she turned to the rest of the team and said, "Captain Glod gave me the right to take the first step, you have no objections, right?" ”

The other three blood knights hurriedly shook their heads politely, Glord is the captain and their superior, they dare not disobey his decision, although Glord's title is not higher than theirs, but in the hierarchical Grand Duchy of Eternal Night, even if it is just a little higher, it is not to be offended, otherwise the end will be miserable......

Doris's question was only polite, in fact she didn't intend to give up her head, if anyone didn't open their eyes and really had any objections, she had Glod to clean him up.

Doris walked up to the farmer in a hurry, stretched out her right hand and grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head up, and then wiped his neck with the knife in her left hand as the farmer screamed hoarsely!

Suddenly, blood gushed out from the wound in the farmer's throat, and the farmer opened his mouth and wanted to shout something, but because the esophageal trachea was severed, the blood continued to splash outward with his breathing, and he could only make some "Gege" sounds, and finally his eyes stared, and there was no more sound.

Long before the farmer returned to the West, Doris had already attached the goblet she had prepared to the farmer's neck, and the red blood continued to gush out, and soon the goblet was filled.

Doris snatched her goblet from under the farmer's neck as if she were using a self-service drink machine, raised it to her lips gracefully, took a sip, and frowned.

"It's so bad!" She said with an unhappy face.

Glod was taking over from Doris to put the wine glass under the farmer's neck, and when he heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Doris, your mouth is too picky. ”

Doris glanced at him and said, "Am I picky?" Obviously, it was the 'gang of leaders' who kept the little domestic animals with fine skin and tender meat for their own enjoyment, and only used this inferior goods to perfunctory us. ”

In fact, Doris also thought of a possibility, that is, the "gang leader army" took all the high-grade goods to honor the high-ranking nobles, but in the here and now, she didn't dare to say this, otherwise Glode's team leader would definitely not be able to cover her.

"Shall we drink while walking?" Glord raised his glass and proposed, at which point his glass was filled.

Doris nodded, she knew that Glod wanted to discuss how to "flash people", so she stopped being petty at the moment, and walked in the head with a wine glass and arms in her arms.

"Use the rest for yourself! You don't have to cherish this kind of inferior blood, and it doesn't matter if you can't finish drinking it. Glod greeted the three men and followed Doris.

After a few moments, they came to a secluded place in the corner of the camp.

"I think it's wrong, I can't run away during the siege!" Glod said helplessly.

Doris sighed and shook her head, not taunting him for the first time: "We haven't attacked a city in our lives, so it's normal to think a little." ”

"What then?"

Glode's brows furrowed tightly, if he couldn't escape, he would have to obediently follow the team, and the next blood migration would have to wait ten years.

"Let's take it one step at a time." Doris also said with a sullen face.

Glod nodded, for the sake of the future, this is the only way, as for the possibility of the livestock going out of the city to fight a decisive battle, they will not consider it in the slightest.

Just kidding, there are 50,000 invincible Blood Cloud Iron Horsemen outside the city! Are the animals tired and crooked?!

At this moment, the one who never thought that human beings would dare to go out of the city for a decisive battle is the commander of the 50,000-strong army, Marquis Nicklaus.

The Marquis held his hands behind his back, in his ornately decorated Chinese military tent, today's siege setback made him taste the feeling of defeat for the first time in his life, this feeling is very bad, although it is only a vassal army under his hands, he still feels very unhappy in his heart, and the assassin also gave him an inexplicable feeling.

It felt strange that it was a sense of familiarity, but the question was how could the Marquis of Nicklaus, who was more than 100,000 years old, be familiar with a human being, as a race with endless life.

This is ridiculous!

Could it be that the theory of human reincarnation is true? The Marquis of Nicklaus suddenly thought of it, but he immediately shook his head and smiled, rejecting the conjecture.

If there is a reincarnation, then the existence of gods is inevitable, and as far as he knows, in this world, whether it is the so-called true god or false god, in fact, they are all false gods, they are not the creators of the universe, omnipotent existence, just have some powerful beings, and such a guy is naturally not worthy of his worship.

But since the theory of reincarnation is false, what is true? The Marquis of Nicklaus couldn't think of it anyway.

At this moment, there was a sound of armor leaves, and a blood-clan knight with gorgeous armor broke into the marquis's tent.

The Marquis of Nicklaus raised his eyes and glanced at the blood knight, and asked lightly, "Victor, is there any news from other passers-by?" ”

The blood knight named Victor bowed, he was the lieutenant of the Marquis of Nicklaus, the earldom, and had the right to enter the Chinese army without retribution.

"Report to the Marquis, news has just come from His Majesty the Grand Duke, he has led the central army to attack the central region of the Brown-Coated Empire, the Brown-clothed people are defenseless, and they are currently advancing rapidly, and they will soon arrive at Shingon City, the capital of the Brown-Coated Empire."

The Marquis of Nicklaus nodded, His Majesty's Central Army is the strongest and strongest of their seven-way army, not to mention launching a blood migration a year in advance, human beings are unprepared, even if they launch a blood migration in normal years, human beings can only shrink in the turtle shell and tremble, and it is impossible to launch a counterattack.

After nearly 4,000 years of abuse, humans have learned to be obedient and will not run out of the city with brain cramps to fight the blood army in the field.

Just thinking of this, the Marquis of Nicklaus thought of the assassin again, who dared to ride out of the city alone to charge the battle formation of the Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry, and he could still kill the generals, which is an outlier!

This time, the Marquis of Nicklaus led his troops to besiege Kevin City, but he was actually reluctant, because they had never attacked the fortified city at all! can only learn from the orcs, and by the way, use the human puppet army again, and all kinds of unsuitable and uncomfortable.

But after meeting the Assassin, his mind changed, and this human must die! Not only because he offended the dignity of the Blood Army, but also because of his formidable strength!

As far as the Marquis of Nicklaus knows, the Assassin is only sixteen years old now! Sixteen years old is so powerful, if he is allowed to grow up, then what is it?

It must be slain before it grows! Have to!

"Does His Majesty have any instructions for me?"

"Yes." Victor nodded: "Your Majesty has asked you to act at the opportunity, and you must not waste your troops in vain under the fortified city." ”

The Marquis of Nicklaus smiled, his smile a little bitter, he might be disobeying the Archduke's orders for the first time.

"Even if I fight everything, I will take this city! Kill the Assassin! The Marquis of Nicklaus said fiercely in his heart.