Chapter 302: It's Over
"Lord Bron, are you looking for me?"
Soon after, Chris came up to Bron and asked softly with his head bowed respectfully.
Boom!!!
A dull crash rang out in the hall, and Chris shook his body, barely standing still, but blood was running down his head.
A silver goblet rolled down at his feet, and his head hung lower.
"You've got a great idea for me!!Jason isn't dead!His army is already on its way to Hierro!I'm desperate to kill you now!"
The anger in Bron's heart could no longer be contained when he looked at him, and he roared wildly inwardly.
"My lord, I've been informed that Jason is dead, and that they're disturbing the battlefield to avoid anyone else detecting clues and contacting us. ”
Chris's joyless voice reached Bron's ears, and his irritable mood instantly calmed down.
He looked at Chris with a complicated expression, the killing intent in his eyes flickered, and he really wanted to kill this person now, so that some of his secrets would disappear forever.
But Gareth's army was marching this way, and he needed someone to advise him, so Chris couldn't die yet.
He took a deep breath, put on a look of remorse, hurriedly stepped forward a few steps to help Chris, and yelled at the guard outside the door as if he hadn't seen anything: "What are you doing there?! Why don't you go and ask the doctor to come over?!"
Then he said to Chris, "I was so grumpy just now, so I hurt you by mistake, I hope you must forgive me." ”
"I can understand the feelings of adults. Chris squeezed out a smile and pressed his sleeve against the wound on his head, his face a little pale.
"You just said Jason is dead, is it true?"
Bronn saw that Chris was in good shape, so he asked cautiously.
"Yes, the people we sent have already sent back the news with carrier pigeons, and Jason and the others died in a rain of arrows before they could react, and the master he was carrying was also killed on the spot by the Hands Society. ”
"Okay, great!"
Bronn clapped his hands violently, said excitedly, and then asked worriedly: "But how did those four thousand troops suddenly move, it stands to reason that they couldn't have learned the news of Jason's death so quickly." ”
"This ...... The subordinates didn't know if we should send our troops to block them in the road, and they would never be allowed to get near the city of Hierro anyway. ”
Chris's palms were sweaty when he said this, for fear that Bloom would notice something wrong.
"It's not a trivial matter to send out the army of Hierro City easily, and if you don't get it right, you'll have to let those ill-intentioned guys seize the handle. ”
Bron didn't think much about it, because every time Chris gave himself an idea for so many years, it was for his sake.
Chris: "Now that your back is to Prince Phil, what can those guys do if they catch the handle?"
"I'm afraid something will happen. ”
Bron's brows furrowed, he had been in office for so many years, and he had never mobilized an army of more than two thousand people, once he sent so many troops, he was a little uncertain in his heart.
"What could be the surprise, the only force near Hierro City that can threaten us is the four thousand troops under Jason's command, right?" Chris pretended not to care.
"Makes sense. ”
Bronn nodded, things were indeed like this, he was relieved when he thought of this, and then waved his hand: "Let Morin take six thousand troops to stop the four thousand troops under the command of Marquis Jason, remember to let him restrain his arrogance and discuss with others in a friendly manner." ”
It's not that he has etiquette, but because the army in Hierro has basically not experienced a few battles, and he has heard that Jason's army has crawled out of the sea of corpses in the process of exterminating the "traitors".
He was afraid that if something happened. I am afraid that my own army will suffer if there are few people.
"Yes, sir. ”
Chris bowed his head in response, and at this time, the doctor in the barracks also rushed over, and some hurriedly helped him bandage the bleeding wound on his head, his expression was calm, and there was even a trace of excitement in his eyes.
Finally, the day came.
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On the third day, Blonn's henchman Morin walked mightily across a wilderness with an army of six thousand, and he looked a little in high spirits.
Because along the way, those big and small nobles were respectful to him, which greatly satisfied his vanity.
"My lord, over the hillside ahead we can see the army from the Iron Fangs, and strangely they are in formation. A scout cavalry galloped up, rolled over and dismounted, and reported in a respectful voice.
"What's this, maybe it's because they saw us from afar, and they didn't know what we were coming for, so some precautions should be taken. With that, he waved his hand, ignored the scout's words, and continued on his way.
This time he came to mix up his reputation, and in his opinion, he didn't come out to fight at all.
But when he had crossed the hill and saw the Iron Fang's army in the distance, he didn't think so, for their catapults and ballistas were already arranged.
On either flank of the army were cavalry in full gear, with heavy infantry armed with tower shields at the front and archers with the notorious Iron Tooth Collar at the back.
The terrifying lethality of the Iron Fang Arrow Rain and the range far exceeding that of most armies today have long since spread in the North.
Especially their ballista army, with its great accuracy and lethality, is a nightmare for the defending army.
"They're ......"
Morin looked at this scene in the distance in a daze, a little puzzled, it was obvious that he was a person with extraordinary strength, but no experience on the battlefield.
"Defense!!"
His lieutenant woke up and shouted hoarsely at the troops behind him, and it was too late for the herald to deliver orders.
Because Gareth had already given the order to attack after seeing them come within range of the catapults.
Hundreds of catapults were launched at the same time, and countless stones smashed into the army of Hierro City like a dark cloud, and fell with a bang under Morin's desperate gaze.
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"Where's Chris, let Chris come to me!"
Bron in Hierro didn't know why he felt a pang of irritability, he walked up and down his room, and finally couldn't help but shout orders to the guards outside the door.
It's been two days, and Jason's head hasn't been delivered to him, which makes him feel more and more uneasy.
"Your Excellency!"
After a while, the guard rushed back: "Master Chris is gone, and his servants are gone!"
"What?!"
Bronn looked surprised, but the next moment his face turned pale, and the sturdy man collapsed to the ground.
"It's over...... It's all over......"