The Origin of Arcane

　　 "Thank you, my father." Patlem was clever and hurried out to salute, with surprise on his face.

Although I have made sufficient preparations this time and have a great chance of winning, I did not expect that my dear brother, even after leaving the army for so long, there are still so many steadfast supporters who are racking his brains to find a way. The Duke made the decision directly.

　　 Duke Borg’s eyes, which were almost obscured by cellulite, have opened at this moment, exuding a dazzling and fierce glow, looking down at Patlem condescendingly.

"The king has only one requirement for you, and that is not to lose the face of the Faerun family. This time, not only will we win, but also a brilliant victory. We must hurt those untouchables so that they will live, and they will not dare to take a half step out of the mountain. "

　　At this moment, the desert lion of that year is back.

"Father, please rest assured, I will never fall from the name of the Faerun family. I will give those untouchables who do not have a long memory, a lesson that will never be remembered, and let them know their true identity. Manyu is a sacred they cannot set foot on. Territory, they have only one identity here, and that is the slave who creates wealth for us."

　　 Patlem showed a bloodthirsty smile on his delicate face. At the end, he raised his arms and shouted, "Long live the leader of Manyu, long live the Duke of Borg."

　　 "Long live the leader of Man Yu, and long live Duke Borg."

　　 "Long live the leader of Man Yu, and long live Duke Borg."

　　 "Long live the leader of Man Yu, and long live Duke Borg."

　　 In a frenzy of shouts, Pat Lem led the army led by Man Yu and drove to the Bastille mightily.

　　 Among them, there are four elite main armies of the Faerun family, with a total of 13,000 people, and as many as 30,000 servants are temporarily assembled.

　　 The composition of the servant army is very mixed. There are servants brought by the main army soldiers themselves, and local frontiers temporarily recalled. More are gangsters who want to fish in the muddy waters of the war, and enthusiastic young people who want to make achievements.

　　 Because the Byron Alliance has been in internal and external troubles, in order to encourage more people to go to the battlefield, the army has always made great achievements, and the leader of Man Yu is no exception.

　　 As long as you beheaded to the third level on the battlefield, the reward is rich enough for a poor boy to become a manor master.

　　 In addition, there are some farmers who are forcibly recruited, mainly to help deliver food supplies.

There are dozens of private armies of nobles in response to the war call. The largest one has one legion, and the smallest one has only two or three knights and a dozen servants. The total number of them is more than 25,000. .

Along the way, private noble troops from all over the country joined in. When they got outside the Bastille, the expeditionary army was already known as one hundred thousand. They were spread out on the land of Yimapingchuan. Flying, mighty, unable to see the head at a glance.

　　 "The big man was like that back then."

Patlem, who is riding on a carefully selected little mare, wields an exquisite riding whip and is energetic, with a face that is softer than an ordinary woman blushing, and his eyes are full of intoxication. He is facing a knight on his side. Dressed up Conrad said, "You are correct. The real eagle should not always be nestled in the tower. It must spread its wings and soar to discover how vast the outside world is."

　　 "Wild horses ran on the grassland, eagles hit the sky, and the lions naturally wanted to gallop on the battlefield."

　　 Conrad said with a smile, "You are a lion. Only on the battlefield can you find your own value."

　　 "Yes, I can do what Philip can do. Since he claims to be a Manyu cub, then I am the Lion King."

　　 "Shen Yan, Shen Yan, Shen Yan, the lion king now is the old duke, before the old duke was called by the Lord, he was the only lion king on this land."

　　 Conrad looked around vigilantly, "You can't talk nonsense like this. Once heard by those treacherous villains, it might provoke countless wrongs."

　　 "I was gaffe." Pat Lem patted his cheek lightly.

　　 "I was unconsciously motivated by the situation in front of me. Speaking of which, I really thank my dear brother Bartley. If it weren't for his idiotic behavior, we really don't have this opportunity in front of us."

　　 "It's better to be careful, Lord Baron. Our sentry has already been handed over with the opponent's sentry. It is very difficult. Not only is it powerful in combat, it is also well equipped, and it is not inferior to our main force."

　　 Compared to Patlem, who had been dazzled by the blood, Conrad was obviously calmer, and even faintly worried.

Although he is the same as Patlem, he is also the first to fight, and his cautious personality has allowed him to do his homework. The opponents they faced this time were obviously different from those recorded in the classics. They were poorly equipped, unorganized, undisciplined, and The tactics of the Andis mountain people are obviously inconsistent.

　　 If the other party had an obvious Andean face that couldn't be more obvious, he would have thought they were facing an elite army leader!

"What's so strange about this. Old Bolton is well-known. It is said that his castle is filled with fine equipment equipped with tens of thousands of troops. Now he is folded in, and the equipment naturally falls in the hands of the group of slaves. "Patlem was smug.

"But even if it is given to a farmer with the strongest armor and sharpest weapon, he is still just a cowardly and weak farmer, let alone a knight. Even an auxiliary soldier can knock him to the ground with bare hands, not to mention we have one hundred thousand. Lion, didn’t see the opponent’s post, even our army wouldn’t even dare to approach for ten miles. Do you want to run away? If I said that we don’t need tactics at all, just push it straight. Vitality, otherwise I will let none of them run away."

　　 "But..." Conrad wanted to defend himself. He always felt that things were not so simple. A messenger came in a hurry and let his defense back into his stomach.

　　 "Your Excellency Commander, General Christopher invites you to come to the emergency military meeting."

"understood."

　　 After Patlem sent the messenger away, his face was gloomy and could drip with water, gritted his teeth.

"This old **** is getting too much. Is he the supreme commander? Or am I the supreme commander? When an emergency military meeting was held, only a small messenger was sent to inform me. I have the opportunity to let this old fellow It's dead and beautiful."

"My Lord Baron, stay calm. General Christopher is the Duke's most trusted general. He has been in a neutral state. If we can take advantage of this opportunity to draw him to our side, we can ignore Philip's military power. The advantages"

　　 "It's not easy to say, this old guy is a dead brain, loyal to my father, as long as my father is not dead, he will not fall to anyone."

　　 Patlem was a little dejected, completely devoid of his previous vigor, and just now the messenger dragged him back to the cruel reality, he was just the supreme commander in name.

In fact, the military power that can be controlled is very poor. Not to mention the noble private soldiers he can't command. Even the direct line of the Faerun family depends on the face of the general arranged by the Duke of Faerun. The highest commander of the army was actually People tell to go to a meeting, is there anything more useless and embarrassing than this?

"As the highest military commander of the Manyu Army, General Christopher is already under one person and above ten thousand people, and cannot be promoted. Whether it is Philip or you sitting in the seat of the Duke, it will not cause him too much. Of course, he has to choose the most secure way of standing in the team, that is, not standing in the team. When one side is close to victory, he will be the key to the final decision. In order to stabilize him, he naturally wants to keep him in his current position. This is a common method for those old shameless people."

　　 "I don't need you to tell me about this. At that time, it will be the same with or without this old bastard."

　　Patlem said in an angry voice, as the most important force they had always wanted to fight for, they had analyzed the old hound next to Duke Borg more than once.

　　 But I regret to find that this hound is too cunning and too loyal. It ignores the bait they threw in the past, let alone them, even Philip has nothing to do.

　　 "But..." Conrad gave a sly smile, "But there is no absolute loyalty in this world. If the other party is indifferent, we can only say that we are not paying enough chips."

"The price paid is not big enough? What price can we pay? Don't give up the duke's seat to the other party? Don't sell it~www.readwn.com~Patlem asked anxiously, Christopher will be troubled, no matter what Whether it is real power or false title, the opponent can't be promoted in the Manyu army, and there is no bargaining chip to win him.

　　 "Even if he is willing to let him go, he has to dare to sit down."

　　 Conrad's eyes clearly flashed a trace of disdain.

"I just heard a private message. Our general, who seems to be loyal to his duty, also has a lot of troubles. He has a special hobby in female sex. The most favorite are the little girls who can be his granddaughters. He has a private manor house with girls from all parts of the mainland. It is said that there are even half-elves from the silent rain forest. They are used to satisfy his special hobbies. In private, he treats your sister Anji Beina. Salivating, if we promise to beating Angie Beina to him, I believe he will make new considerations."

　　 "So disgusting?" Patlem frowned, as if he was about to throw up, but he was a little bit hesitant when it came to Angie Bena.

　　 "Behind Anji Beina stands a secret society of control-level warlocks and other witches represented. Even my father dare not easily offend him. Wouldn't it be a small mistake to do so?"

　　 "It's just a verbal agreement, and it's not implemented right away." Conrad smiled, "Waiting for the Duke's seat, admitting it or not, is not a matter of a word from you, Christopher will have nothing to do with you."

　　 "Christopher is not a fool, he would be so obviously fooled?"

　　 "Li Ling is stunned, how can I know what the other person really thinks if I don't try?"

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