Lord of the North

In a wilderness, an army of about 7,000 or 8,000 people is slowly advancing. A handsome young man approached a middle-aged man who looked like a nobleman and asked nervously: "Father, we really Just agree to your Majesty’s terms and attack the rear of the Duke Jason’s army?"

Today, His Majesty the King of Lopez is much younger than him, and before that, Phil and Jason had a very bad reputation in King Sloven, so he was very unconvinced in his heart. His Majesty the King.

Therefore, he was very resistant to Phil's order, which made his father very worried.

The middle-aged nobleman sighed. To be honest, does he want to take up this drudgery? Even if Phil promised that he could once again obtain a vast territory on the basis of the existing territory after the fact, and he could also be made a marquis.

The truth is that he doesn't want to take on this task either, because if he is not careful, his strength will be compromised a lot. At that time, will he still be able to hold the territory and wealth he has obtained?

But Phil left the barracks directly to find himself, and also brought dozens of murderous guards, in this case, is there a choice he refused?

It should be known that his family was sent to the city of Sloven before the war began. It should be said that they were received by Wang Cheng Sloven, except for the eldest son who is now with him.

Unless he can abandon his family and his wife and daughter, he will never dare to disobey Phil's "request".

"We, now have no other choice. If nothing else, your mother and sister will have been monitored by Phil's people at this time, except for our other nobles. It's probably the same." The middle-aged noble said a little confused.

This brought him to an unprecedented sense of helplessness and powerlessness, none of which he was capable of reversing as an earl.

The young man was shocked when he heard the words, and exclaimed: "How dare he?! He is not afraid that we will turn the other way too. Will he come out and turn around?!"

"Speak carefully!" I don't know that the middle-aged noble screamed, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Do you want to ruin our family's hundred years of inheritance? Do you think you have such a prominent identity as Duke Jason? Or do you have? Duke Asa’s profound background?! Believe it or not, once your words today are spread, we will all be'shut up' overnight!"

The young man couldn't help but fight a cold war and stopped talking when he thought of Phil's cruel methods during the period after he was enthroned.

Fortunately, the guards around are all dead family members, otherwise I'm afraid I really don't know what bad consequences will happen.

What the father and son didn't know was that when they communicated with the army and drove silently, a few pairs of eyes appeared in a bush on a dirt bag in the distance, looking at the army from a distance.

"Unexpectedly, there are traces of enemies in this broken place where the bird does not shit." One person was a little excited.

"We are going to make a great contribution." They seemed to see an infinitely bright future, a lot of money falling from the sky, and beautiful women around them.

Unlike two sentinel scouts who are not stable enough, their captain is much more mature. He said solemnly: "Pay attention to the patrolling cavalry around, don't be careless, let out the messenger bird, we will return to the barracks now."

"Yes, Captain." Then a few people retreated under the cover of thick bushes.

After a while, a few strange-looking birds suddenly flew up in a mountain col in the distance. Their flying speed was very fast, almost similar to the blue eagles in the north.

This is the inspiration that Gwendelin got from Jason's Blue Eagle, and he recruited a group of folk bird trainers to train the first batch of successful products in the past few years.

Similar things are also happening in several other places. The most of these troops distributed in all directions of Jason is 7,000 or 8,000, and the least is only one or two thousand in size.

Because Phil's purpose for doing this was obvious, he didn't expect these troops to be able to successfully attack Jason's army, but he had to diversify his army's strength no matter what.

Of course, it would be a surprise if someone succeeded, and it would be of great help to him in the next battle.

In the following days, these noble troops dispatched by Phil were ambushed to varying degrees. As a last resort, those fortunate troops that had not been annihilated in the ambush had to flee in a hurry.

Although they survived, what awaits them after returning to Phil's camp will be even more cruel facts.

Because Phil had already raised the butcher knife unkindly and waited for them to poke their necks over. Good luck may be able to save the lives of the young and old. Bad luck is not only the wealth accumulated by several generations of the family. Will be swept away, even his head can not be kept.

The middle-aged nobleman and his son were among the people who survived~www.readwn.com~ But his seven thousand army was almost wiped out, leaving only five or six hundred remnants, even those who survived. The strength of soldiers is higher than that of ordinary soldiers, but they can't resist any waves.

"Father, it's all over, how can we defend the family territory?" The young man still lacks the calmness to face the big wind and waves after all. After being hit by such a big blow, he is almost desperate.

The middle-aged noble also looked very haggard. He was already very vigilant, but in the end he couldn't find the sentry scout sent by Jason.

He said with a little worry: "After returning to the barracks, let's say goodbye to your majesty. We have no benefits or benefits in this war."

He didn't say something, but I hope Phil will not drive them to death.

It's just that when people worry about something, the more likely it is to happen. Suddenly hundreds of heavily armed cavalry appeared on the distant hillside, staring coldly at the remnants of the middle-aged nobleman.

"Stop! Battle formation!!" The middle-aged nobles saw this army from a distance, mainly because they didn't plan to hide their tracks at all.

Although these soldiers reacted very quickly, they experienced a defeat. The equipment on their bodies and hands was already uneven, but they still surrounded the middle-aged nobleman and his son with their bodies. .

In the cavalry army in the distance, a man dressed as a general showed an indifferent smile, raised his right hand high, and waved it down: "Kill! Don't leave one!"

"Mugir! Protect your lord's retreat! The rest, let me fight to death!" A leader with a wound on his left arm drew out his long sword and roared.

"Fight to the death!"

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