"Whew, I'm so tired. ”

The Duke of Habsburg rode back and forth along the march of the expeditionary force, inspecting the soldiers, and finally finished the inspection, and spat out a mouthful of white mist.

Spring mornings are cold and foggy.

Thunder sat on the stone horse and glanced at the Duke of Habsburg, and saw that the Duke of Habsburg was full of red light, and he did not look like he was affected at all.

He was surrounded by various stands, and he didn't waste a moment, and in his free time on the march, he was still working hard to make fish-man potions.

Tutura relentlessly mobilized the goblin airboat to bring in the raw materials, and then transported the fish-man potion made by Thunder out.

He couldn't wait for Lei Ming to make fish man potions without sleeping, and many goblin shops he cooperated with have been urging him to supply like a wind in the past few days, and some even came from thousands of miles away in person, just to be able to get a few more potions as soon as possible, and even the one that Lei Ming had just completed in his hand was taken away when he left.

In Chrishang Province, a previously inconspicuous Hulukou valley brought respite to the nobles.

For the minotaurs have encamped outside the valley and are not going any further!

The nobles who were still thinking about ambushing the minotaur were dumbfounded, it shouldn't be like this!

Those minotaurs don't seem to have used their brains since the beginning of the attack, and they fight wherever they go, except for the use of violence, they still use violence, if it weren't for this, some of them would not have been able to escape.

But what is the situation now? What is the situation that says that they are in a trap and then beaten to pieces by the soldiers who are ambushed?

On the other side, in the Minotaur camp, the Minotaur leader was in his oversized tent, drinking spirits merrily, without the slightest sense of war.

"Lord Chief, do we really want to listen to the arrangement of the leader of the copper thunder and wait for them to join them from Dante's province?"

Inside the tent sat several henchmen of the Minotaur leader, and it was his own brother who spoke.

They had been stationed here for several days, and there was no movement, and as for the fact that they did not attack the valley out of fear. It was a complete joke, how could a brave and arrogant Minotaur warrior be afraid of an ambush from a weak Terran?

They were stationed here because the Minotaur tribe that had occupied the province of Dante had summoned them to join them in the province of Chris. Flank back and forth, kill the Terran soldiers in Chris's Province, and then let the captives continue farming for them.

"Don't worry, now that we have occupied half of the territory of this Terran province, their soldiers now have land to protect their families. Morale will definitely be high, and although our Minotaur warriors will not be afraid, the death of every tribal warrior is a huge loss!"

The tribal leader expressed his opinion in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, although he didn't think so in his heart, but this did not prevent him from saying this: "As long as the troops of Tonglei come, those human races will immediately be in chaos without a fight, and we are now in the hinterland of the province, and most of the wealth is concentrated here. If the copper thunder comes, it will be just right for us to resist the pressure from the human race, and we can make a fortune in silence. ”

After speaking, the tribal leader looked proud, he thought that he had analyzed the situation very thoroughly, he didn't have to attack at all now, it was enough to lay down half a province before, and then fight life and death and the tribe of copper thunder to do it, to sum up his thoughts is: I will come to make a fortune, and you will go to fight.

"Lord Chief, witty! Only such a high-grade word as wisdom can describe one-ten-thousandth of the wisdom and martial arts of the chief!"

The minotaur who poured wine for the leader on the left immediately gave a sycophant, and the flattery with infinite worship made the minotaur leader even more happy.

This guy has been promoted and raised since then, and a salary increase is just around the corner.

And behind the valley. As the backbone of the current Chriss Province, the Marquis of Steyr calmly supervised the labor to continue the construction of the temple.

"It's still the same as yesterday, you can eat fast, you can eat enough, and the slowest one has no food to eat!"

This is the fourth Dark Temple built by the Marquis of Steyr in this Hulukou Valley. In fact, after building the three Dark Temples, the Marquis of Steyr already felt that the victory was in his hands, but unfortunately, the minotaurs suddenly stopped.

He used this simplest method to motivate the laborers to work quickly, whether they wanted to be fed or hungry, the choice was one.

This fourth temple is dispensable, if it is built, it can be safeguarded, and now everything is ready, even if he doesn't see those minotaurs attacking, Marquis Steyr can only stare dryly.

At this time, the Marquis of Steyr's guard whispered two words in his ear, and the Marquis of Steyr's eyes lit up, and he ran out of the half-built temple in a hurry.

The combined expeditionary force of the Bourbons and the Habsburgs has arrived!

Marquis Steyr suddenly made up his mind, he was already very sure that he could deal with these minotaurs, but if the thunder came to them, it would really be stable, Marquis Steyr's heart was surging, he wanted to ask, how to lose in this situation?

Lei Ming rode a stone horse and brushed his hair wet from the rain, this ghost weather, just now, it was fine, and suddenly it rained lightly, which made him very irritable, and the soldiers of the expeditionary force were also complaining one by one.

"Marquis of Steyr!"

Thunder saw the welcoming procession of Chris's Province from a distance, and the Marquis of Steyr rode at the front.

It seems that the Steyr family has already grasped the power of Chris, and the other family that originally fought against them is estimated to be finished in the attack of the Minotaur tribe, Lei Ming made this judgment in his heart.

Because of the light rain, they simply greeted each other, and Thunder and the Duke of Habsburg led them to the temple, which had already been built.

The soldiers of the expeditionary force were also arranged, and they braved the light rain to set up camp, and the nobles of Chris's province provided them with enough materials for camping.

Lei Ming, under the service of the maid of the Steyr family, dried his hair and held a cup of hot tea in his hand, so that he had the heart to listen to the Marquis of Steyr and a group of small nobles tell the situation.

Now the situation seems to have stabilized, but this is obviously not what they want to see, in the case of the Marquis of Steyr, he is now waiting for the Minotaur to attack, and then let all the Minotaurs die in the valley, so that with the prestige he has established in this battle, Chris Province may be renamed "Steyr Province".

"So, that is, the only problem now is that the minotaurs are unwilling to attack the valley?"

Lei Ming said thoughtfully, this is the key point he summed up after listening to a large number of explanations, and he emphasized it emphatically.

Those little nobles looked at the thunder and said to themselves, isn't this nonsense, if the minotaurs attacked the valley, they wouldn't have to fidget every day like they do now.

"So, why don't I lure the minotaur over?"

It's not that Lei Ming wants to be in the limelight, but the minotaur here is really weak, it's not worth his time, since the Marquis of Steyr and they are all ready, wouldn't it be good for him to lure the minotaur over?

Luring the Minotaur army can be a very difficult task for others, but Lei Ming says that luring the Minotaur into the trap is too easy!

All the nobles looked at Thunder with wide eyes, and the Marquis of Steyr and the Duke of Habsburg were no exception.

All eyes were focused on Lei Ming's body, only to see that Lei Ming was calm and calm, still calm under the gaze of many eyes, and even took a sip of the teacup, how chic and chic, as if the whole body exuded a confident light.

Could it be that the Duke of Bourbon really had a way of tricking the Minotaur into a trap? )