Shocked by Hemer's bottomless madness, in order to save his life, he took the lead in giving in, and ordered several nezumi chiefs to command the fleets to anchor in various parts of the bay, and at the same time arrange for the army to land.

"Calm down, calm down, you don't, you don't know what you're doing, hairless..." Crookshak's restless tail slapped the ground from time to time, and the thief's eyes kept an eye on Hemer's index finger gripping the trigger.

"Now, now that my cubs and cubs have come ashore, it's up to you, your people, they, they're going to go ashore too." Krukshak thought to himself that his army was several times that of Hemer's army, if not more than ten times, as long as he left the ship laden with gunpowder and stepped on the ground, Hemmer would not let him crush and crumple him.

No one can humiliate the mighty Crookshak, no one!!

Yes, yes, he swore that he must live and not die!

Even with the raging anger suppressed in his heart, the cunning Crookshaq still maintained a calm look, doing his best to appease Hurmer, who seemed to have no scruples, but was actually also panicked.

"Absolutely." Hemmer spun his short-barreled gun, nodded as a matter of course, and then changed his words, "However, I still have a little scruples, and I hope that Your Excellency the Great Warlord will think about it for me." After all, we're loyal and reliable allies now, and we shouldn't have any doubts about each other, should we? ”

"When, of course. I'll think about it, I promise. ”

"Good. The Great Warlords have also noticed that my men are wounded soldiers and that they are no longer able to stand up to your invincible army. You know, an equal contract should be built on a fair basis, so in order to ensure the safety of my men, I hope that they will go all the way alone, what do you think, Your Excellency, Great Warlord? ”

"It's... That's no problem. What about you? "Crookshaq didn't care about the other pointed ears, he just wanted Hemmer's life.

He was also an old fox, and Hurmer was very clear, and the white-haired mouse on the other side was grinning at the moment, and he wanted to kill himself immediately, but he just enjoyed the feeling that the enemy couldn't do anything about him.

In a very short time, Hemmer had a lot of thoughts about how to get Eli out of the endless sea of rats safely.

When he got off the ship, the muzzle of his gun must not leave Crookshak's head, otherwise he would die without a place to bury. At the same time, in order to appease Crookshak, he couldn't just turn his head and leave, lest the back of his head be opened.

After a brief eye exchange between the spirit and the rat, Hemmer took the lead in retreating, sighed, and reluctantly spread his hands, "Well, in order to show my sincerity in forming an alliance with the Great Warlord, I will naturally accompany the Great Warlord." ”

As soon as the words fell, Eliden beside him glared at Hemer from a perspective that could only be seen by the two of them, and his eyes were full of viciousness, "Why do you want to stay by this stinky rat and not leave, do you want to die?" ”

Hemmer stood up lazily, his lips hooked slightly, and added unhurriedly, "Including the female sorcerer who is with me, she will also accompany her." ”

The latter raised his head and rolled his eyes, forget it, I'm afraid I'm going to end up with Hemerhu this time.

It's a big deal, and this stinky rat warlord jade will be burned.

"Yes, yes, you must come with me."

Crookshak happily led the man and Helmer, and Eliden slowly stepped off the board, all the while he could detect the cold wind coming from the side of his head.

Hammer's gun was aimed at him, leaving him with no chance to strike.

On the coastline at midnight, the black-pressed Nezumi army gathered, occupying the entire beach, and for a moment the chatter made Hemer's ears hurt, and his breath was full of the foul smell of the Nezumen.

Enduring the discomfort, Hemer glanced at his troops in the distance, and landed on the other side of the coast, a few hundred meters away from the nezumi under the leadership of Nodia, and then quickly disappeared into the lush mountain forest under the cover of the vast night.

Without the fetters of the army, he was finally able to concentrate all his attention on the game with Crookshak.

Each man and rat walked together in apparent harmony, heading towards the castle of Count Elois, which Hemo said was defending against emptiness, during which Crookshaq quietly left a hand and arranged for hundreds of clan rats to leave the team and follow behind the group of dark elves, with the task of annihilating them all.

Hemmer saw through it and didn't say anything, and continued to be superficial brothers with Crookshak, but in fact, both of them were digging hollow out to kill each other.

...

At that moment, Count Elois returned safely to the castle with his minions, and sold the pot for a ransom.

He only had more than 10,000 gold coins in his private coffering, which was far from enough for the established ransom amount, so the earl had to grit his teeth and take out a few valuable title deeds as ransom.

In his personal room, Count Alois held the title deed, his hot palms sweating, and for a moment he had the idea of repentance.

It was not that he was stingy with the gold coins in his hand and disregarded his son's life, but that he was deeply ashamed of the goddess of the lake. As a Knight of the Holy Grail, he actually surrendered to the marauders in battle.

After this battle spreads, I am afraid that someone will inevitably be poked in the back.

However, the contract had been made, and it was a matter of honor and fame, and the Earl did not want to make a mistake again and again, so he finally put the title deed in the gold coin box.

Considering that his son's life was in the hands of the capricious dark elves, he did not dare to delay, and urgently summoned all the professional soldiers and serfs in the garrison, an army of more than 800 people, with long torches, carrying prepared gold coin boxes, and galloping towards the designated trading place on the coast.

Unbeknownst to Count Elois, in the hills not far from the castle, Archduke Aberic of the Duke of Borodel and his mighty Duchy troops had arrived.

A large army was waiting on the plain below, and the majestic and awe-inspiring Archduke of Alberic, accompanied by several loyal knights, ascended the hills, watched the direction of the long line of torches, and stroked his beard in thought.

An hour earlier, Alberic had learned of the attack on Bodriks by the elves, and in the honor of the Knights of the Holy Grail and his duty to defend his homeland, he gathered the army of Borodel and hurried to it, and on the way heard the bad news that Alois and his son had been captured.

It stands to reason that Count Alois has already been captured and could not have been here.

This return is probably a deal with the group of marauders.

Also a Knight of the Holy Grail, Alberic was concerned about the Earl's honor and reputation, and did not inform the Count that his army had arrived, planning to wait until the deal between the two sides was over, and then he sent an army to kill it, which would not only complete the Count's reputation, but also be able to kill the greedy elves.

This is, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

"Follow them, and don't alarm Count Elois." Alberic raised his hand, and hundreds of knights and infantry retinues below echoed in a low voice, leading more peasant archers and armed serfs to mobilize in an orderly manner like an ant colony.

Little by little, time passed. Kept in the dark, Count Elois finally arrived at the place of the trade: a wide plain of impact between endless forests and rugged mountains.

On the other hand, Helmer also told Crookshak about the deal he had with the Earl, but he only vaguely explained how to capture Viscount Alois Jr., and he did not inadvertently catch it in a bloody battle.

One man, one rat, three hundred hearts.

Crookshak nodded noncommittally.

Arriving at the designated location, he ambushed his army in the dense forest behind him, and then persuaded Hemmer to come forward and make a deal with the Count first. He struck out again, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to capture the earl.

People and money, all of them.

Crookshak said it nicely, but in fact, his army would then behead the Count along with Hemerhemer.

Hemmer naturally understood what the sixth was thinking, and just planned to bring Eliden out.

On the plains, the cold wind was blowing, and Hemmer and Count Elois met again.

"The Earl hasn't seen you for a long time, but he's still so spirited." Hemmer wanted to say hello, but met the count's cold cheek, "Less nonsense, change people." ”

"Alright, Eliden, go see if those boxes are gold."

Hemmer held Viscount Eloise Jr., who was covered in the mouth, and tilted his head to order Eliden.

When the sorceress heard this, she went to check the gold coin chest.

Suddenly, there was the neighing of horses and the sound of iron hooves in the distance, followed by the screaming of ten thousand rats, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Before the two sides could react, from behind the Earl, countless Bretonnian troops led by elite armored plate knights charged, and behind Hemmer were an army of rat men pouring out of the mountains like a tide.

At such a meeting, the three parties were stunned, and the most confused was the earl.

Hemer's center of gravity shifted back, his eyes widened, why did the seafood king come!

Duke Alberic looked shocked, isn't it a dark elf marauder, how is it a special rat tide!

Crookshak was frightened, didn't he say that the defense was empty, what the hell are those golden paladins!!

Only Count Alois and a few of his retinue were in place, their lonely figures bleaking in the wind.

The two armies were surrounded by the front and rear, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

"What are you still looking at, run!!"

Hemmer didn't care about any gold coins, pushed Viscount Elois Jr. to the earl, picked up the stunned Eliden on his horse, and the two galloped out of the battlefield.