Lord of Rot

Chapter 117
Erin hurried back to Longship Fort.

When the drawbridge was lowered, she galloped in and rushed in. When she saw the servant, she immediately jumped off the horse and handed the reins into the servant's hand.

She trotted all the way to the bedroom and knocked on the door.

A gentle voice came from the room: "Come in."

Erin pushed the door open and walked in. There was a woman with a slightly protruding belly standing in the room. Her appearance was [-]% similar to Erin's.

"elder sister!"

"Irene, how are you?" the baroness asked nervously.

The older sister Jielin married the Baron of Longship Castle and became a baroness, while Yilin followed her sister and became a female warrior.

"I heard that Baron Porcupine is full of thorns. If anyone dares to bite him, he will definitely be stabbed with blood, but his son has no guts." Not a bit of porcupine blood."

"What did he say?" Jielin frowned and asked, the situation was very different from what she thought.

Erin recounted what she had seen and heard in Porcupine Collar.

After listening, Jielin nodded helplessly: "I originally thought that Porcupine Castle would have a strong team."

Back then, the porcupine baron Leard's fame spread throughout the East Gorge. From the son of a blacksmith to becoming a lord, it is enough to see how many feats Liard has made and how many victories he has won.

Such a person's soldiers must be invincible soldiers.

But I didn't expect the ending to be like this, which is inevitably disappointing.

Longship has lost a helper.

"No, Porcupine Collar really has a strong team."

Yilin said: "Sister, I heard about Li Qi Clarence's deeds in Linta Bay before I set off. I heard that he helped Linta Bay to destroy the murlocs. Those slaves were presented by his grandfather, the Baron Crocodile. He The army is excellent."

Jielin suddenly came alive: "You mean, it is still possible for us to get his help?"

Hope turned into disappointment, and then gained hope again. No one could understand Jielin's expectation for Li Qi at this time.

It's right to think about it carefully, there are only a few dozen slaves. Could it be that some lords went to war because of the slaves?Never heard of it!
If the porcupine collar doesn't help, it may only be that the benefits are not enough.

The property of Longship Fort was almost exhausted. In order to deal with the attacks everywhere, the robbers who took advantage of the fire, the inability to transfer troops and other problems, she couldn't come up with the interests that could impress Baron Porcupine.

If she could really figure it out, she hired a group of mercenaries. Although the mercenaries were not as good as the precious army, in terms of slaughtering farmers, one enemy ten would not be a problem.

Erin thought: "Maybe you can write a letter."

"That's the only way to go." Jielin nodded.

"That Wodu Eighteenth..." Yilin paused suddenly, and when her sister looked over, she realized that she was influenced by Li Qi, and immediately changed her words: "The illegitimate child may have received help from other nobles."

This is a battle on the bright side, and the nobles around are like wild wolves. Either Leopold comes out to stop it, or Mrs. Jielin gives birth to an heir.

The only problem now is that no one expected that Wodu Eighteen would really push Longship Castle into such a situation.

Jielin sighed and leaned against the window.

Wearing only her pajamas, she looked into the distance with loose hair: "Eileen, do you think we can live in Longboat Fort forever?"

Since the start of Wodu [-]'s offensive, Jielin began to feel the fear of war. There were losses every day, villages were looted, and farmers took refuge in Wodu [-]. In short, there was no good news.

Erin was silent.

Baroness Jielin undid the belt of her pajamas and pulled out the pillow on her stomach.

"Calculate the time, it's time to change to a bigger pillow."

She wasn't pregnant at all, and all she did was drag it off as long as possible.

While the baroness of Longship Castle and his sister were sighing, Cro Camel, who also arrived at the water stream, was at a loss. He didn't know where to look for Vodu Eighteen, like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But he won't have to worry about that anytime soon, because he's already being targeted.

A few farmers carrying hoes and holding daggers tied with wood or simple spears made from broken knives rushed out of the woods.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

"Get off the horse, your horse is ours!"

There was still panic on their faces. It could be seen that this was their first robbery. The honest farmer would not dare to stab someone with a spear, especially if he took the initiative to trouble others. This is completely contrary to the ideas inherited by their ancestors. go with each other.

Four farmers surrounded the Clorians and their horses.

The horse stamped restlessly. If Crowe charged directly, he would be able to rush through the encirclement with very little injury, switch to Quick Blade or Li Qilai, and even kill them backhanded without any injuries.

But he was Cro Camel, so he didn't dare, the sword was just for display, unless the opponent stretched out his head for him to cut, he couldn't cut anyone at all.

"Don't be nervous, don't move around, I'm very cooperative!" Cro Camel opened his hands, signaling the four farmers not to be nervous, if they accidentally poked him, it would definitely hurt and he would die!
As a result, several people fell into a strange stalemate, only Crowe's horse trotted restlessly.

"He's a nobleman," whispered a farmer.

Another reprimanded: "Shut up, we skinned a knight before, what are nobles!"

"Kill him and take the horse back. This horse looks worth a lot of money."

"It's better to kill the horse here. If the live horse is brought back, the baron will definitely not let us kill it for meat."

Crowe listened to a few people chatting, his brain spinning wildly.

"Hey!" Crowe's horse suddenly raised its heels, and he was so frightened that he hugged the horse's neck suddenly.

Bang!
Very sad voice.

"Damn it, he killed Long Nose Hair!"

The remaining three farmers pointed their spears at Crowe and his spurs.

"Wait, wait!" Crowe yelled, "Don't do it, don't do it! I have a way to get Baron Vodo to reward you."

Poor farmer, hungry, probably only Wodu Eighteen's men in Lurea.

Hearing that rewards could be obtained, the three farmers stopped.

Crowe also saw the unlucky farmer who was kicked away by the horse. His face was hit by an iron hoof, his face was completely deformed, and he fell to the ground without moving.

"Didn't anyone tell him not to stand behind the horse's ass?" He thought to himself.

"Reward?" The three farmers didn't care about the corpse of their companions, their eyes lit up when they heard that there was a reward.

"I'm a nobleman." Seeing that they could still communicate, Crowe breathed a sigh of relief, and was most afraid of killing people indiscriminately.

He said: "I am willing to dedicate my loyalty to Baron Vodou!"

After emphasizing his identity again, Crowe found that the attitude of the peasant militia had changed significantly. They still feared the identity of the nobility.

But one of the farmers dared to ask: "You are a nobleman, what does it have to do with our reward? And you just killed one of us!"

"That's right, you are an aristocrat, the land of the aristocrats is ours, the aristocrats should die!"

"Oh." Crowe Camel looked at the farmers who had no confidence and their words were trembling, and sighed in his heart: this group of people is simply whimsical.

"I didn't kill anyone." Crowe looked at a farmer who was holding a simple spear and was about to sneak behind the horse's buttocks, and immediately said, "Don't go near the horse's buttocks again!"

He suspected that if he didn't stop them, this group of people would stand behind the horse's buttocks one by one, and then they would all be kicked to death by the horse's hoof.

It's even more stupid than a pig!

(End of this chapter)