The mighty lord of online games

Chapter 98
Pan Wei was already a little numb, he was both angry at Hu Yan's behavior and felt it was right.

On the one hand, Hu Yan showed an attitude of trying to help the two of them get rid of the fate of captives, and on the other hand, he was worried about the change of Hu Yan's character. He realized that Hu Yan was not the Hu Yan he knew.

Pan Wei had Yu Youjie in his mind for a while, Hu Yan for a while, and returned to the current reality of the game, not knowing where his fate would go.

Baron Fine is holding Hu Yan's slender waist proudly, looking at this with fascination. Compared with other kingdoms, all the women he has seen are petite and delicate, with delicate skin and delicate and attractive faces, he has some control over them. I can't help but want to push her down on the bed and ravage her wantonly.

But in his heart, he felt pity for this weak girl, like holding a white and fragile beautiful precious jewelry. He was thinking, if he was rougher, would he make such a delicate and beautiful girl look weak? woman broke?

He just couldn't put it down.

Elric folded his arms in front of his chest, and leaned against a slanted cypress tree trunk. He looked at the winding path in the jungle for a while, and looked back at Fan and Hu Yan for a while. The two of them looked affectionate, and couldn't help feeling sour, "That should be mine," he thought.

"Didn't his father gain the trust of King Ragnar just because he was able to flatter, and he was named the lord of Tiha City, a viscount. Many people in the Kingdom already feel that awarding a prosperous business city to a low-level viscount is King Ragnar's biggest mistake."

But Elric had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Fine in terms of bravery and coaxing women.

In the depths of the woods, the sound of horseshoes running could already be heard, as well as the yelling of scouts who kept shouting.

This made Eric feel that the war was approaching.

He straightened up, and put his hand on the bronze handle of the Nord sword at his waist. On the handle, a lifelike tusk boar was covered by his long, slender white hands.

The scout cavalry leaped over a dead tree trunk lying on the creek, rode their horses slowly up the steep hill where they were, looked at him and said, "My lord, we found a group of about 30 Swadian cavalrymen. The lord's party entered our forest from the direction of Pegond Village, and was walking along the path to our ambush circle.

Elric seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, excitement, war, and honor, these are the responsibilities and yearnings of every soldier from the bottom of his heart.

He was shocked, pulled out the Nord sword from his waist, and shouted, "Attention all teams, listen to my orders."

He turned his head and said to Fine, "Fan, go back to your battle position and get your soldiers ready to fight."

Faen reluctantly handed Hu Yan to the guards around him to take him away, and then with the help of the guards, he put on the heavy armor, picked up the shield, the Nord handguard sword, and led his guards towards his soldiers. place to go.

The soldiers hung hatchets on their shields and crouched in the tall grass.

Hu Yan glanced at Pan Wei who was looking at him strangely.

Hu Yan's face was reddish, her eyes flickered, "I'm working hard for our lives," she argued.

Pan Wei nodded slightly to express his understanding, but there was still some isolation in his eyes.

Hu Yan didn't look at Pan Wei anymore, but stared at the jungle path that was about to become a battlefield.

Some Nord soldiers are preparing heavy javelins, putting it on a tree branch, twisting it with rattan, and tensing their feet, facing the jungle path.

With the rapid march of a team of red knights, he adjusted his aim.

Seeing the knights approaching, those shield soldiers squatting in the tall grass one after another inserted the long swords and broadswords in their hands into the ground in front of them, took off the hatchets hanging from the shields, held them in their hands, and held them in one hand. Holding his shield, he stared at the approaching cavalry.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Zhang Qiang looked at the old knight, and the old knight said: "500 dinars, you just need to follow us to Yimer Village to rescue Baron Rogerson's troops who were trapped in Yimer Village, whether you rescue them or not, you can get 500 dinars."

Zhang Qiang shook his head. If he was still a serf, or had just obtained the status of a knight squire, even at the time of Ye Ruige, he would have accepted this task without hesitation, but now, he has more than 500 dinars in his money , He still has about 135 soldiers who need to pay wages and consume supplies every day. 500 dinars may only be enough for these people to consume for 3 weeks.

With Dewey, a rich man, by his side, he would never go to help others fight for a mere 500 dinars.

To fight is to die.

"1000 dinars, that's all I can pay. If you help us, you can get the friendship of our lord, a free knight, and if you can get the friendship of a viscount lord, I think this is what you dream of .”

Zhang Qiang said: "I think about it, think about it."

The old knight turned his horse's head, "Then I have no choice but to say goodbye, and I hope you will not regret it."

Zhang Qiang said: "Please go ahead."

The old knight shook his head helplessly, and led the cavalry around him to chase his lord deep into the jungle.

Lesarit said: "My lord, you should help them. You know how important it is for your future career to obtain the friendship of a viscount-level lord."

Zhang Qiang said: "At present, my career is to go to Semillons Village to save those kind villagers who were massacred and enslaved by criminals, rather than to participate in the disputes in the mainland as soon as possible. I don't have the strength. People turned away where they wanted to go.”

An Jianhui nodded, "Yes, our current task is to make money and strengthen our strength."

Hou Xiaoliang, "Idiots are going to give away their lives for a few dinars."

Lin Liangjin looked at him with a mysterious smile.

Dewey said to him: "You are right. Now we can't participate in those things in the kingdom's camp. Our strength is not enough to fight against any army of the king's lord. We will lose in that way. If you lack For money, just talk to me, as long as I can do it, I will help you, and usually I can still get out of the tens of thousands."

Zhang Qiang patted the horse's neck lightly, and clamped the horse's belly with his legs, "Drive."

Lesarite reached out and grabbed his horse's rein, "My lord, you are not allowed to enter the forest. If you want to pass, as the commander of an army, you should also send scouts to scout first, and let them act as the guides of the army to scout out the enemy. Tracking, the first troops to meet the enemy, give us time to calmly arrange, so that when the enemy ambushes, we will not be in a hurry, unable to display the combat strength of the team, and be defeated by the enemy one by one."

Zhang Qiang was right when he thought about it.

He scanned the people around him.

But I don't know how to arrange it.

An Jianhui and the others are supposed to be the most suitable, but he doesn't want them to die. Nine of the ten forwards will die. How can players be allowed to do such a mission of sending them to death?They are good friends and right-hand assistants in their games.

The death of a Qiangchun had already made him very sad, and what happened to Yan Fuxi and the Rose Knights also made him deeply blame himself.

Dronton jumped out, "My lord, let me go. I am flexible and my target is small. I will definitely be able to find hidden dangers for you, and let the team avoid the enemy's ambush in time."

"Here," Zhang Qiang was still a little bit reluctant. Lesarite was still by his side. He couldn't let Delangton go. What would Lesarite think?
"My lord, let Deronton go, he has learned a lot of experience from my side, let him practice it!"

Lesarit stood up and supported his son.

Zhang Qiang took a deep look at Lesarit, saw the firm look in his eyes, and nodded vigorously, "Okay, let him grow up in the battle!"

(End of this chapter)