A total of 100,000 dinars, Walls could not bear this treasure no matter what.

"Everyone, let's go." Wall said to his men.

Veruga of the Rhodok Kingdom, at this time Veruga has already begun to prepare a banquet, and Count Rayland is ready to start gathering all the lords at this time.

He prepared to gather his forces and begin his army from Viruga, and then recapture Fort Agorloon and Fort Gruenwald, which had belonged to the kingdom of Rhodok.

He had already received the news that the Nords had begun to move, and Count Rayland felt that now was a good opportunity to attack, and if he didn't attack now, then he didn't know when the next good opportunity to attack would be.

"Drewry, you have to remember that you are going to lead my troops first."

Count Rayland said to his best warriors that as the marshal of the kingdom of Rhodok, he must let his troops go up first in order to serve as an inspiration to the other lords.

"Yes, I see." Drury's hoarse voice came from inside his hood.

Drewry wears a black mask, and no one has ever seen his true face. Only his two eyes were exposed, which were indifferent to the world.

This is the number one general under the command of Earl Rayland.

In one hand, he held his scythe, which was the size of a broadsword. This scythe is the same black as his mask.

Truth be told, he wears a kind of black clothing all over his body, and on the battlefield, he wears a pair of black armor.

His weapon appears to be made of a special metal, and no one knows what kind of metal it is, as no one asks Drury about it.

For many years, Drury had not spoken to anyone at all, except his feudal lord, Count Rayland.

Moreover, even when talking to his feudal lord, he was just saying mechanically: "Okay. Or, "I see." ”

No one knows why Drewry is like this, he doesn't have any friends at all.

But it didn't matter if he had friends or not, for these lords who wanted to win a big battle, as long as they could bring them victory, they would recruit them into their camp.

Count Rayland also didn't go into understanding Drury's past.

Drewry was strong enough to be invincible on the battlefield, and his black scythe was always stained a thick layer of red, from the blood of the people he killed.

Because of this trait, he was dubbed the "Scythe of Death". The Scythe of Death has no friends, and in his eyes there is only the difference between the dead and the living.

But all this was changed in a couple of battles not so long before the money.

Drury began to reminisce about the last few battles, and he could have resisted the army of the Kingdom of Svadia.

It was in the forest between Agorlonburg and Gruenwaldberg, near the village of Serindil.

It was the first great battle between the kingdoms of Svadia and Rhodok.

It was late at night, and both sides had committed nearly 1,000 troops.

Drewry could still remember slashing off the head of a Swadian knight with his trusty black scythe. In the dense forest, the most proud knight of the Swadia Kingdom has no chance of winning in this dense forest.

But I don't know what's going on, the battle is still going on, and the reason for this Drewry doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

He led a small team into the enemy formation, but was blocked by an elite army of the Swadia Kingdom, which was originally a team that went deep into the enemy formation, and now when they encountered this elite army, they could only fall into a bitter battle, but the "Scythe of Death" Drury still relied on his own bravery to defeat this elite army.

No! There is one left.

It was a young man, who looked like he was only twenty years old at most. At this time, the black scythe in Drury's hand had been dyed red, and the Swadia knight he had just killed was the commander of this elite army, but the young man had just killed his own lieutenant.

This was an adjutant that Count Rayland had found for Drewry, and Drewry had no interest in this adjutant, and he didn't bother to remember his name.

However, since it was the adjutant that Count Rayland found for himself, then his force was okay, and he followed himself to the depths of the enemy, which was a good guy, but at that time, he was killed by a child.

The twenty-year-old pointed his sword at Drury, a two-handed broadsword that was also stained with blood.

"I know who you are, you are the 'Scythe of Death' Drury in King Rhodok's team." The young man said so.

Drewry didn't speak, he just looked at the young man quietly, he was going to die soon, what were you talking nonsense with him?

Drury swung his scythe and he rushed over, much to his shock, the young man rushing over just like Drewry.

Not many people can rush to themselves so bravely after knowing their name.

As for those opponents who rushed towards them, without exception, they were all killed.

But on that day, Drewry had one more exception in his memory.

The young man was a prey that had escaped from his hands.

Drury and this young man have gone through dozens of moves, and Drury can feel that this person's martial arts are definitely a strong guy.

He was only twenty years old, and if he had given time at such an age, he might have become the top master on the continent.

The moonlight of the moon at night allowed Drury to see the young man's young face.

The armor on Drury's body had already been cut out a few times, and of course there were some Swadian soldiers' achievements, but this young man was a man who could withstand the results of a group of people.

He cut the most wounds on his body, even his captain didn't cause any damage to himself, he didn't expect such a small soldier to be so powerful, I don't know why the Swadia Kingdom is so disinterested in talents.

However, Svadia doesn't care about talent, it's not his concern, he cares about how to kill this young man.

But things always go so dramatically. Before Drury could decide with the young man, a group of Swadia soldiers appeared.

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