Lord of Rot

Chapter 549 Unless God takes action

In the end, Kleino and the two did not really persuade the leader to give up the battle.

They listened around and found that in this battle between the Bloodmane Tribe and the Porcupine, the Bloodmane Tribe had a very high chance of winning. They had been suppressing the Porcupine for a long time. Unless God took action, no one could turn the tide of the battle.

That's right, from Kleino's point of view, Li Qi was leading this battle, and Princess Sophia and Marquis Reeve of Spear Castle were all foils.

So, when the regiment leader and others vowed to tear the porcupine army to pieces, Kleino nodded like a puppet: "Ah, yes, yes."

You are all right.

The two left, turning a blind eye to the persecuted girl.

They are not good people. They can't even protect themselves, let alone protect others. They have seen too much cruelty and their hearts have become cold.

He was even sure that after the group leader finished playing, he would see the girl's reaction. If the other party happily took the money, that would be all. If she showed the slightest bit of grievance, she would definitely go on a killing spree.

In this line of work, everyone knows very well that we don’t want to leave any trouble for ourselves.

Those who come out never care about right or wrong, only about interests. As for grudges... that is also a difficult thing to talk about. Those who have grudges must be killed, but those who are kind may not be reliable, only interests are reliable.

Jin Ri will not betray himself.

The two walked out of the house.

"Hey, it's really cold at night in Enduo." The fat man tightened his tight clothes and looked at Kleino: "What should I do?"

Without strength, he could live comfortably until now with the help of a fox and a tiger. What the big fat man relies on is his brain. He knows what kind of people cannot be messed with and what kind of people can be messed with casually.

Kleinor asked, "Do you think Porcupine will lose?"

"What a loser! But the people they talked about don't sound like Porcupine soldiers. Basically, I didn't see the fire-breathing cannons or fire-breathing muskets."

"Yes." Kleinor nodded with deep understanding: "If that thing is there, the Bloodmane Tribe is no match for the Porcupine."

"That's not necessarily true. There are also extraordinary people in the Bloodmane tribe, and there are quite a few of them."

"right"

"How to do?"

"I want to run." Kleino looked up at the sky: "They may not have arrived yet because of the long distance, but they will not fail to come."

He also didn't expect that when he returned to his hometown after so many years, the home he first got was gone... He had no affection for the Twin Eagles. The days of scrambling for food were not worth remembering. When he lived a good life, he would not be grateful for the torture he had suffered. His own suffering, isn’t that just a pure bitch, and thanks to the suffering, who doesn’t want to be born a noble, inherit a castle, glory, beauty, fame and wealth, everything you want.

Now he thinks only of his own interests.

"..." The big fat man was silent.

The mercenary group didn't know until the next day that the two locals, Kleinor, had escaped.

Why run?
Totally incomprehensible.

Especially when they assisted the Bloodmane tribe and won a great victory at a very small cost, everyone was mocking them for being timid.

Three battles and three victories!

No one doubted that the battle would end with the Bloodmane victorious.

More than 20 mercenary groups, including the Fang Mercenary Group, formed the Vanguard Army. On the one hand, the mercenaries were afraid of death, but at the same time, they looked forward to war. Only in war can they make money.

To be able to make the mercenary who is afraid of death win consecutively is enough to explain the gap between the two sides.

The mercenary vanguard army broke out of camp and approached step by step, and finally arrived at the Spear Fort.

"Break the wall!"

"I heard that the desert princess is a beauty, hehe!"

Everyone was excited.

The vanguard army, plus the Bloodmane tribe soldiers behind, numbered nearly 9000 people.

On the other hand, on the side of Spear Fort, the number of those who were killed was less than 3000.

"9000 people versus 3000 people, the advantage is mine!"

"Good morning, Captain!"

The reason why the Bloodmane Tribe seeks mercenaries is not because they value their cannon fodder attributes. Tribal warriors are not afraid of death.

Instead, they valued their knowledge of combat, such as building engineering equipment. The tribal soldiers really didn't understand how to make engineering equipment.

Most of the mercenaries were busy, but they were not in a hurry. They slowly built battering rams, siege ladders, trebuchets, etc. Once they were built, they had to go up and fight for it themselves, rather than delaying them.

Everyone who is a mercenary has the same thoughts.

It’s only a few dollars, what’s the point of risking your life?

It took three days to barely build it.

Then attack the city.

The combination of the fierce defense of slave soldiers and the attack of mercenaries who were extremely afraid of death made the siege drag on and never succeeded.

The Bloodmane tribe, who couldn't stand it, took the initiative to attack.

The originally impregnable defense of Spear Fort suddenly showed signs of collapse. Even the mercenaries thought they might break through the city at dusk and then plunder the city for three days.

This group of tribal warriors is unbelievably ferocious.

But in the end, the incendiary bombs dropped from the city wall blocked the way to break the city. After dark, they had no choice but to retreat.

Everyone knows that early tomorrow morning, when the sun rises, Spear Fort will definitely be breached!
However, when the Bloodmane tribe and the mercenary vanguard were ready to take action early the next morning, they found that reinforcements holding porcupine flags had arrived.

There were not many people, only a few hundred cavalry, and the rest were infantry, which could not make up 1000 people.Even if they are all the most important enemy wing cavalry of the Bloodmane tribe, only a few hundred people are not enough to turn the tide of the battle, and the infantry are completely ignored by them.

But when the infantrymen quickly raised their horses and raised some kind of strange black pipe weapon, everyone felt something was wrong.

Even if everyone has a crossbow, there is no way to turn the tide of the battle in the face of such a huge disparity in numbers.

On the walls of Spear Castle.

Lisu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the reinforcements.

She has been fighting with the Bloodmane Tribe for a long time. The opponent is fighting at home. The time, place and people are favorable, but her follow-up support is too slow. The fight is scattered and the fighting becomes worse and worse. If it were not for the lack of morale of the slave soldiers who are the main force, It has long been defeated.

He has extraordinary beings, and so does the opponent. Not even a powerful stone can turn the tide of the battle.

"Do you think the hussars are his strongest soldiers?" Lisu looked at the porcupine flag fluttering in the wind and couldn't help grinning, like a female leopard crawling in the grass and already aiming at the arteries in the prey's neck: "He But he is the conqueror of fire! Even though I am not here in person, I can still conquer all enemies by borrowing his flames."

"Everyone is ready!"

Lisu shouted loudly: "Open the city gate and go out to fight!"

Marquis Reeve, who had been sidelined, had no intention of resisting at all, and why should he resist?

Look at that flag, what is that?Porcupine!
When the porcupine comes, there will be blue sky!

The porcupine is coming, there is peace in Endor!

After fighting for such a long time, Porcupine sent more people. The full number of people was less than [-]. In the eyes of Marquis Reeve, Lord Li Qi didn't take this battle seriously at all. Now he sent people. Yes, we will definitely win.

Even Lisu couldn't imagine that the name Porcupine could give Marquis Reeve so much confidence. He was simply reduced to a porcupine.

Boom!

The artillery sounded the horn of attack.

The tribal cavalry who were preparing to charge directly to capture the "weak" Porcupine team were caught off guard. The explosion disrupted the rhythm. Fortunately, there were not many artillery pieces. Even if they stood still and let the artillery bombard them, they would not be able to do anything. Probably kill half the people.

However, when the cavalry rushed into the shooting range, they understood what crushing and despair meant.

Row after row of continuous shots.

Bullets rained down.

The horse frightened, stumbled, hit the head, fell off the horse...

People are harvested piece by piece like straw.

The whole place was filled with screams and whines.

The worst thing is for those who fall off horses. The horses' hoofs crush their ribs mercilessly. If they accidentally collide, they will drag each other down and fall.

The stormtroopers were becoming more and more confused.

Fortunately, the Bloodmane tribe grew up on horseback. If it were replaced by other cavalry, they would have been useless.

But now they are just holding on.

The artillery disrupted the formation, the muskets harvested lives to resist the charge, the hussars were also ready on both wings, and the guerrillas killed them one by one.

When the leader of the Fang Mercenary Group came to his senses, almost all of his people were dead and there were charred corpses all around him.

They didn't even charge directly, but two cannonballs fell, killing and injuring most of them. The hussars who rushed over after them easily harvested their lives.

Even if you are an extraordinary person, facing the bombardment of artillery, you will only die.

Looking at the hussars charging towards him, the regiment leader thought of Kleinor who fled before the battle.

At first, he thought that Kleino might have lied to him, and that maybe the Bloodmane tribe was not strong. However, in the recent battles, he found that the Bloodmane tribe was terrifyingly strong. If this group of people went north, not many small lords could stop them.

Only now did he understand that Kleino was not lying. The Bloodmane tribe was very strong.

It’s just that the porcupine is stronger!

He was so strong that he scared Kleinor into running away all night with just a name.

If Kleino had told him that at that time, would he have run away with him?He thought for a while, it was impossible.

The Fang Mercenary Group will never be frightened into running away with their tail between their legs just because of a name.

"Cleno! You never understand what fangs are!"

He opened his mouth wide, his teeth sticky with saliva.

"Ah!!" the regiment leader howled angrily and faced the hussars head-on. He knew that he had no chance of making a comeback, and he had to stand up for him even if he died!

The fang mercenary group is not afraid of death and must be brave enough to show its teeth to the enemy, even if death is inevitable!
The leader quickly grabbed his hands and forcibly hugged the spear that was coming towards him.

The force of the impact almost knocked him away. His knees sank, his feet went through his boots, and his feet dug into the soil, stopping his retreat!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

He actually forcibly blocked the man and his horse.

"Hahaha!" His teeth were stained red with blood and he smiled wildly.

A spear suddenly pierced the group leader's mouth and sent him flying.

The hussar who came to help pulled the reins and led the horse in a circle, flicked the gun and dropped the body. He turned to his companion who was forcibly stopped and said: "At this time, just abandon the gun and draw the sword to chop! You guys This class of wing cavalry is the worst class I have ever led! Keep going! Either kill all the enemies or die yourself, otherwise we are not allowed to stop!"

The hussar responded quickly: "Yes, Lord Little Joel!"

(End of this chapter)