After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

Seeing Roland skillfully laying the trap, Melanis sighed softly and said quietly: "Lord Roland, you are so insidious. It will not be pleasant to be your enemy."

"You are right. But why do you have to be my enemy? Isn't it better to be my friend?"

Roland looked back at Melanis and said with a smile: "Although this is not in line with your ideas, can you help arrange some vines and thorn traps?"

Elves advocate living in harmony with nature, are very stubborn, and have a mysophobia.

If Melanith didn't want the noble forest to be stained with blood, he would understand.

Just when Roland didn't have much hope, Melanie took action.

She didn't speak, just silently setting up the forest attribute trap.

She uses magic unabashedly.

Roland looked at Melanis and asked thoughtfully: "Melanis, do you have no taboos in using magic?"

This is a world where magic is forbidden, is it okay to be so arrogant?

Melanis stopped her magic and said lightly: "God said this is a world where magic is forbidden, but what is forbidden is the spread of magic knowledge, not the magic itself. What's more, the gods of the elves are very kind and do not restrict these. .”

This was not the first time Roland knew about this, but the elves' attitude towards magic still made him a little envious.

No wonder the magician is a hidden class.

He mistakenly blamed the gods. This was really a gift from the gods, not a bug.

Seeing Roland's complicated expression, Melanis thought she was blaming her, and quickly lowered her head and said softly:

"I'm sorry, Lord Roland, I'm not qualified to spread magic knowledge, so I can't teach you."

"It's okay, I won't make it difficult for you."

It can't be taught, right? He has a magic book given by God, so he can just use it without learning it.

Roland smiled happily.

After an hour of preparation, Melanis laid out more than thirty life-threatening traps. After running a long distance, Granny ate meat, drank water, rested, and recovered her strength.

The three of them hid in the grass as tall as one person and waited quietly for the enemy to arrive.

Soon, the fish took the bait.

The enemy's vanguard reached the outskirts of the valley.The commander raised his whip and signaled the team to stop.

"Scouts, get out!"

An agile soldier came to him with a somewhat disapproving expression.

Hey, what's there to spy on?

The Goral Gorge has a dangerous terrain. A single ambush team can threaten hundreds of people. Reconnaissance is indeed needed, and he carried it out meticulously.

But what is there to scout in this nameless valley?

Ambush here unless the enemy commander is smart.

Although he was dissatisfied, he did not protest, but carried out the order honestly.

In the Lower Sarsen army system, the commander had absolute authority.Disobedience to the commander could range from whipping to beheading, but he did not dare to make a mistake.

The scout casually climbed up the valley and took out his binoculars to observe, but found nothing.

Captain Charles is good at everything, but he is too cautious.

But be careful, you can go camping outside the barony of Münhausen tonight.

Thinking of this, the scout wanted to complain.

The standing army of the Barony of Münhausen only had a dozen people. Even if they went out of their way to recruit peasants, they would only recruit a few hundred untrained peasants to join the war.

Even if the numbers are about the same, farmers are no match for the regular army.

The forward team has more than 30 heavy infantry wearing plate armor, fifty cavalry, and hundreds of regular soldiers wearing chain mail. The proportion of professional soldiers exceeds one-third.

This is the real elite.

Such a powerful team can easily defeat the Baron of Minhausen.

The Baron of Münhausen is no match at all. What is worrying is that they have spent all their money to hire mercenaries.

The mercenaries who have experienced hundreds of battles are the biggest opponents.

He knew very well that victory in this war must be won by His Majesty the King himself.

Baron Münhausen, let you live a few more days.

The scout reports the reconnaissance results to Captain Shire.

Ciel could see that the scout was a little slack, but he didn't take it seriously.

He also felt that this was not a suitable place for an ambush.

He sighed softly and ordered the army to be divided into three parts, separated by 500 meters, through the valley.

He sighed not because he was worried about failure, but because he felt that His Majesty the King had violated a taboo when using troops.

War is serious, not a show.

He could have advanced covertly and appeared in Baron Münhausen at lightning speed, without even giving his opponent a chance to pay for mercenaries.

Assembling mercenaries also takes time.

As long as you move quickly enough, you can defeat unsuspecting enemies with blitzkrieg.

But the king disagreed.

Your Majesty needs this martial arts, not only to show off, but also to deter the restless lords in the country.

He understands, but he feels bad.

As the forward commander, all he can do is follow His Majesty's orders, block Baron Münhausen, and wait for His Majesty to come and harvest in person.

Seeing that the first team passed safely, Charles silently followed the cavalry and heavy armored infantry teams.

As long as he passes here and there are no more dangers ahead, his mission will be completed.

Just as the first team of the Lower Sarsen forward troops passed by, Granny clenched her sword in excitement.

Roland took her hand and shook his head slowly.

She asked in a low voice: "Why not kill?"

Roland didn't bother to answer stupid questions, but looking at Granny's clear and pure eyes, he still explained in a low voice:

"Suppose there are three plates of meat and your appetite is limited and you can only eat one. Which one would you choose?"

"I can eat them all! If it's your request, then I'll choose the most and the best!" Granny swallowed and answered instantly.

Roland pointed at the heavy armored infantry and cavalry in the middle team, "Here, they are the most and best meat."

Granny nodded foolishly.

I don’t understand, but I understand.

Just catch the iron turtles in the middle and beat them hard.

Charles was riding a white horse and mixed in among the group, always feeling a little uneasy.

I don't know why, but my heart has been palpitating since just now, and there's also a chill in my back.

There are obviously no enemies, so where does the sense of crisis come from?

He glanced irritably towards the roadside and saw the green thorns at the foot of the mountain. His heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and its functions stopped instantly.

"Enemy attack, retreat!"

He shouted a warning, but it was too late.

An emerald green arrow flew from the tall grass and pierced his throat.

The pain spread down his throat and throughout his body, and he was horrified to discover that it was actually a poisonous arrow!

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and the last thing he saw before his death was an elf girl wearing green armor.

The arrows are like rain, the green light is dense, and the smile is peaceful, but it is like the messenger of death, taking away several lives every time it takes action.

It's over, it's over.

Who did His Majesty the King provoke, and why did the elves appear?

Ciel's consciousness gradually blurred, and his struggling hand slowly dropped down, never moving again.

Just as Melanis was thinking about what kind of magic would be more suitable, Roland completed the harvest.

His principles for using magic are extremely practical.

As long as you can kill the enemy, don't pursue gorgeous scenes.

Ice arrows, small fireballs, and lightning balls fly across the battlefield, roasting, freezing, and paralyzing the enemy.

The hapless soldier has no way of telling where the magic comes from.

They did not see Roland's spell-casting movements and subconsciously believed that Roland was the overseer and that the real god of murder was the beautiful and terrifying elf girl.

The unknown fear shattered the soldiers' courage to resist, and screams rang out one after another. They were defeated and fled in panic.

When the front team and the back team saw that the middle team collapsed instantly, they fled on the spot and fled quickly from the beginning to the end of the valley. They once again used practical actions to prove that the long snake leading the formation was not effective in the valley.

Granny transforms into a windmill and rushes into the enemy group.If she hadn't remembered Roland's request of "no damage to armor", the giant sword in her hand would have killed both the person and the armor.

Now she can only aim at the enemy's neck and behead him.

It wasn't completely satisfying, but it finally satisfied her desire to kill, and Granny was very happy.

The ambush turned into a one-sided massacre.

More than 180 enemies were completely defeated.

Their will to resist completely collapsed after Roland shouted, "Put down your armor and get out."

The soldiers knelt down and took off their armor before Granny could take action, scurrying around in panic.

In this battle, the trio killed more than 50 people, seized hundreds of sets of armor, more than 30 war horses, and countless luggage.

Roland's eyes shone.

With these armors and equipment, he can raise an elite force of several hundred people.

He doesn't care about the enemy's head, this is the biggest gain.

Seeing Roland's nonchalant look, Melanis fell into deep thought.

Did the lord just use magic?

probably.She can clearly feel the fluctuations of magic elements.

Why doesn't he chant when he uses magic?

Melanith was a little confused.

She didn't ask, she just kept the mystery silently in her heart.

Just think of it as a little secret between them.

Chapter 11 The advantage is still with me!

The young King of Lower Sarsen, Geralt Balbo, was wearing a dazzling chainmail, sitting on a tall horse, looking at the marching queue with his peripheral vision, his mouth full of smiles.

This man is nearly two meters tall, with a tall build, rough features, and majestic appearance like a golden lion.

Many people will be deceived by his rough appearance and ignore his scheming.

However, less than a year after he ascended the throne, he suppressed the opposition voices inside and outside the palace, which shows that he is very skillful.

The 9000-man army he commanded was the elite of the kingdom, of which [-] were well-trained standing troops, and only about [-] conscripts were responsible for transporting supplies.

Among them were [-] cavalry and more than [-] heavy infantry.

Of course he could see that Baron Münhausen was trying to make trouble, and his real purpose was just to change his fiefdom.

The Kingdom of Lower Sarsen expanded its territory, and Baron Minhausen changed lands to make a fortune.

This was supposed to be a win-win situation, but he didn't want to accept it.

An additional barony enclave is just a name and has no real benefits.What he wants is martial arts, martial arts that can shock the princes in the country!