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"Bastard, I never gave such an order at all, and you, how dare you give an order privately...... You damned traitor!"

After a moment of silence, the lord roared and kicked the unlucky subordinate in the stomach with a thud and kicked him into the corner of the carriage!

"No, Lord Castle...... They take you with them...... The hand-signed order book, the magic deed is intact, and we also verify it...... And the allocation of food life is also your ....... ”

This kick was so hard that the poor staff couldn't even scream, and the great pain made him hunch over like a shrimp, and his face was covered with saliva and snot and tears, but after a while, he still struggled to grab a piece of parchment, and desperately whispered: "That order...... The order is still with me, you see......"

"I ordered that we gather 100,000 bushels of food, and set out on this day, and arrive in Ehona within three days...... This order takes effect immediately!" snatched the parchment he had trembled out of his hand, and after sweeping his gaze, Jabr Blackhawk was stunned again.

Seals, signatures, parchment contracts, the words on them are in their own font, and even the ink is made of the kind of octopus ink in his study, this kind of aroma with a little fishy smell always makes him feel a little relaxed, so he is particularly fond of it.

But now, the smell only makes his mind more confused......

Yes, I should have worded it this way, signed such an order, and in accordance with the requirements of the front, the most suitable time for the grain convoy to leave today.

But the point is, I have never signed such a thing!

The strange upheaval of last night had already left him in a hurry, and what room was there for other orders? and, above all, what was the hell with the 100,000 bushels? Isn't the demand from the front 40,000 bushels?

"This, this ......"

The acting city lord's face turned red in an instant, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling - there was a riot like this, and it can also be used as 'the city just occupied, and the people's hearts are unstable. There is also an excuse for the remnants of the Lane family to stir up, as long as the aftermath is dealt with, the responsibility will not be too heavy, but if the military rations are lost......

......

Amid the shouts, the carriage galloped up. A whirlwind rushed towards the granary of Swan Castle.

"That scythe-and-something mercenary group. How many people left? When did they leave?"

Jumping out of his car, Jabr rushed into the granary management hall, which was supposed to be garrisoned by two mages as a military stronghold in the city. But at this time, the five mages in the city were all here, sitting in a quiet and delicate small room, sipping rose tea and eating some snacks slowly. Seeing the angry city lord breaking in, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"About a hundred...... They left this morning, and now it's just over three hourglasses. One of the mages responded, reaching out and untying a staff from his waist, "Lord of the City, what's wrong?"

"Three hourglasses, if they are used to carry grain wagons, no matter how fast they are, they will not leave more than sixty miles...... In what direction are they going?"

Jabr grabbed him and yelled, spitting almost in his face - the mage was of high status, but at this time the city lord had no respect for it: "You are the best here. Find out where they are, and I'm going to chase them back!"

"This ...... Lord Castle, I don't know what you're going to recover, but I'm afraid we can't help it at the moment. ”

The city lord's hideous face made the mage stunned. But then he narrowed his eyes with some dissatisfaction: "After receiving your order, we have been busy all morning, and in order to shrink the food, we have used up almost all the spell slots, within today." There is nothing more that can be done. ”

"Bastard...... Once all the cavalry is assembled, let them chase after them, let them take all the mages with them. If we start the pursuit now, they won't be able to escape our defense!" Staring at the mage's face in a daze, Jabr gritted his teeth, but in the end he could only shake him off and roared angrily!

The horn of the assembly was immediately sounded, which shook the entire Swanstein Castle, and all the staff members walked away...... However, in fact, everyone who knows the situation knows that it may be too late, no one knows where the other side will take the food at this time, and if the other party is sent by some enemy, they are likely to choose to destroy the food directly, or they may just disperse and abscond!

Gabr certainly knows that, too.

But at this time, the only thing that this city lord can do is to try his best to save it, otherwise, or Blackhawk's surname, he can still save his head, but there is no guarantee that he will be an elegant nobleman for the rest of his life...... Being a civilian is terrible enough, but if you're unlucky, you might end up in a hard labor camp.

There is no doubt that this Duke of Black Eagle is such a person, and he has always been very clear about rewards and punishments...... Even distinctly excessive.

Not to mention the bloody whips and endless labor of the camp guards, even the thought of the mottled teeth of those civilians filling their stomachs with black bread all day long was enough to make the hapless lord shudder!

"Lord of the Castle. The mage shook his head and spoke suddenly. Woke the Acting City Lord from his chaotic thoughts, but just as he raised his gaze impatiently......

Sudden change!

A series of purple-black spheres erupted from the staff in the mage's hand, turning into a purple light and heading straight for Jabr!

Everyone exclaimed at the same time, but here except for a few staff members and a few mages who used the light spell position, there was no way to help, and this time the rabbit rose and fell, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't react!

However, at the last moment, the city lord's skin suddenly shone brown, and the magic missile exploded on it, and his clothes were torn, but there was no flesh and blood splashing, only a muffled sound of bumping, like hitting rotten wood!

The indescribable change made everyone around them stunned for a moment, but before they could reflect, the mage had already turned the staff, and the magic missile staff swung continuously, the purple light shone, and almost in the blink of an eye, the missile had pierced the chests of the four colleagues!

The four mages glared at their colleague in disbelief and fell in turn. The blood in the hole in his chest surged, and a thick fishy aura suddenly filled the small room! And the mage who caused this qiē suddenly smiled strangely, turned the tip of the staff, and in the surprised sight around him, five magic missiles exploded in an instant. Smashed the mage's head into a mist of blood!

A qiē fell silent.

"What's going on?mage Jonathan...... He's a traitor?" "It can't be. Gen Jonathan is a side branch of the family and has been serving the family for more than twenty years!" "No one is not bought......"

"Shut up!"

The remnants of the staff looked at each other, and then erupted into an unbelievable uproar...... They lifted up the lord of the city who had crashed into the corner, and they made a mess! Only then did they barely quiet down!

His gaze fell on several corpses, and Jabr's flushed face was already covered with an iron blue, and then turned pale again...... The swelling pain in the corners of his forehead made the nobleman dizzy, and even though he clenched his fists, he trembled like falling into an ice cave.

What's going on here?

He shook his head vigorously, as if to make sure if it was a dream...... The chain of events is simply unbelievable. Could it be that he has fallen into a huge trap for the Blackhawk family?

"He's just being enchanted...... Your enemy, I'm afraid, is a good mage. The silence was interrupted by a voice behind him, so Jabr suddenly turned his head and stared at the somewhat charred black mask: "Lord Leia......" His Adam's apple slid up and down, but only a few words were spitted out: "We are just ......"

"Don't worry, Lord Jabeur, it's not your mistake. Just a cunning trick of the enemy. I'll explain it to the Duke. The druid raised his hand to interrupt him, but the next words made the city lord's face finally soften.

Gesturing to Jabr to follow him, the druid stepped out of the granary.

On the square, there are more than a dozen tall and short figures. Or old, or strong, male and female, but the only thing that is the same. It was them, the heavy cloak of grey-brown hue.

"If I'm not mistaken. They would not have scattered and fled, nor would they have destroyed the food, or they would have been able to do so in the chaos of yesterday, which now seems to be a mere means of our carelessness, and therefore they clearly value it. The druid spoke, and as he held out his hand, a dark shadow in the sky expanded...... A huge falcon with a wingspan of more than five feet swooped down, but then came to a sharp stop above her head, its sharp steel claws closing together and resting on her arm, but without scratching a single piece of clothing, it hung its head and let out a soft whistling in the druid's ear.

"Finding such an enemy may be troublesome for you, but for our Condor, it is a simple matter. ”

The druid nodded and snorted coldly.

Fifty or sixty miles, for humans, or a very long distance, but for birds in the sky, especially eagle falcons, as long as it flies, a wide field of vision can almost track large targets hundreds of miles away, and such eagle falcons, a druid can control at least three or five, the enemy's convoy, naturally can't hide from their eyes.

Not to mention, it is under intentional surveillance.

......

However, the convoy was not particularly in a hurry to move forward.

A convoy of ten carriages marched along the main road, dozens of horsemen followed left and right, the clear sky with a few clouds, just enough to cover the scorching heat of the sun, the refreshing feeling made the travelers feel refreshed, the mercenaries laughed at each other, making innocuous jokes, it seemed that even the speed of the road became brisk.

"Teacher, we ...... Shall we just go?" if there was a person in the convoy who was in a bad mood, or maybe it was the boy who was called 'Calories'...... Little Ryan sat on the wheel, but his eyes stopped on the gradually smaller Swan Mountain in the distance, and after a pause, he finally couldn't help but speak.

"Hmm. ”

"But, but ......" The lazy perfunctory 'teacher' made the little guy frown, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't help but continue: "Teacher, you took all the military rations stored in the city...... Will starve to death. The civilians ......"

"Military food is not food for civilians, how can they starve to death?" Edward's gaze, roaming the sky, replied nonchalantly: "If Duke Blackhawk is smart enough, then he will definitely slow down the mobilization of food and ensure the supply of the city, otherwise." Do you think he's going to watch a civil uprising in his strategic location?"

"However, the city guards in the city have to be fed by military rations, and when there is a shortage of food, they will definitely choose to collect food on the spot, and before. Helwanstein Castle has already requisitioned food. If the levy is forced again, there will be people starving because of it, and every time the chaos of the levy will lead to a fight, and those civilians ......"

"I said little ghost. What do you want to say? We give them back the food, and they can give you back your castle?Can your father come back to life?There are people dying all the time in this world, and you plan to keep them all alive?" Edward's brow furrowed, and he withdrew his gaze from the tiny black dots in the sky, and sarcastically said unceremoniously, "It's that simple. You'll find a way to kill the Grim Reaper and plug up the River Styx......"

Psychic warlocks have always been extremely disgusted by the problem of the Virgin's disease, especially for men, even if they are not Sun Wukong, but they are not Tang Sanzang, and they have to grind and chirp to kill a bedbug, which is disgusting......

It is necessary for people to have a little compassion, and under natural disasters, they still speak coldly and gloat. That's called a brute. But those who have not solved the problem of eating by themselves, but they are worried about what cats and dogs are everywhere, and those guys who go to stop other people's cars that transport meat dogs, what are they worried about......

That's sickness, get electricity!

Ignore the little guy with a red face. Edward's gaze flickered on the cart in front of him.

One hundred thousand bushels of grain is close to three thousand tons, and without teleportation, this large pile of grain alone would require at least a few hundred wagons to transport, but. Magic can always violate certain established principles of physics, and several mages can cast shrinkage spells. The bundled grain can be reduced to the level of 1/4,000, so this carriage can almost fill half a year's grain and grass in a city. The remaining nine carriages were only used to transport mercenaries who did not have sycophants.

By the way, they can also become the best disguise, and under the premise of encountering a surprise attack, they will not be overturned at once.

However, the expected surprise attack seems to have been delayed.

Judging from the guy named Famini in the territory, the druids' combat power should not be inferior to that of any mage, although they lack the control of attack spells, but like mages, if there is a person who has the ability to study among the opponents, his strength will not be too weak......

Although from last night's battle, it seems that that woman is the strongest one, but who knows, this kind of thing cannot be guaranteed.

"Your Excellency Grylls. ”

A voice came from behind the side, causing Edward to turn his gaze and notice the leader of the Scythe Hammerhead Mercenary Regiment, who was riding his horse...... "There seems to be movement over there in Swan Castle, I'm afraid it won't be long before they catch up, what should we do?"

Edward raised an eyebrow, his gaze pausing at the mercenary in front of him.

The mercenary leader was not tall, he could almost be described as thin and withered compared to his muscular deputy leader, his bare head was glittered with oil, and his eyebrows were arched high on a face without eyebrows, and only a handful of sharp hairs on his chin proved that this head was not a straw.

Or, is this the smart head that doesn't grow hair?

From the very beginning, Edward did not tell this guy the truth of the matter, and the entire mercenary group is now actually fulfilling the 'contract' for Swan Castle and the Blackhawk family, and Edward only skillfully guided this last night by asking the lord to sign two contract orders before he lost consciousness.

"Hehe, my lord, although I don't have the wisdom of a mage, I'm not a fool, and although the food is sent to the front, no one has ever transported it to the front. Noticing Edward's gaze, a smile appeared on the mercenary's face.

The little guy sitting next to Edward snapped and stood up abruptly...... But the Psychic Wizard then pulled him to his seat.

"If you know, why don't you report it to Blackhawk?" he asked faintly.

"Why not, I'm fulfilling my contract, and we mercenaries will do anything as long as someone pays. The mercenary leader smiled: "What's more, the price of a mage shouldn't be worse than those leaders, isn't it?"

"So, what do you want to do?" the Psychic Warlock narrowed his eyes at him, the corners of his mouth moving slightly.

"What do you want to do, Your Excellency Mage," the mercenary captain's face remained unchanged, as if discussing a trivial matter: "My spies have found that a troop of cavalry has followed us, and after an hourglass or two, they will rush over......"

On this continent, even if there is a magician's cunzài, but the cavalry is still the absolute main force on the battlefield, with the help of the charge of horse power, almost can easily break through most of the formations on the battlefield, with the help of magic props, magic and magic blessings, a knight can even defeat a hundred people, after a few charges, few teams can still maintain a complete formation.

Therefore, the way knights in this world fought was very different from what Edward remembered, and it was often a few hundred knights with their followers, as well as a group of mages and priests, who could rampage through an area without any scruples. Even lightly armed cavalry can be a mortal threat to mercenary groups that are not equipped with spears and tower shields.

"Five or six hundred, no, at least seven hundred cavalry...... These guys are just a bunch of idiots...... It seems that this Lord Jabr was sent here for no reason, and his military ability is also a mess......"

Edward's gaze swept over the distant horizon, the gradually rising dust, and sneered in a low voice: "It shouldn't be very difficult to deal with this kind of guy, well, in this way, let's borrow that strategy." ”