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They seem to make a lot of sense, but they don't seem to make any sense at all.

Roland and Earl Gruul have a mutual defense treaty, and there seems to be no problem in coming to support him. But in his mind, Roland is synonymous with cunning. How could he do such a thankless thing?

Although the Holy Temple of Light has missionary activities in the Gruul Province, Count Gruul does not allow them to openly build a large church, and they can only preach on the move.

They have reasons to protect the faithful, but not much.

What surprised Woma most was the time of Roland's arrival.

Based on his position, Roland set out almost as soon as the goblins invaded the Lisenberg Empire.

He came prepared.

Woma vaguely felt a chill on his back. He instinctively wanted to leave first, but he saw Viscount Roland at the front of the army waving to him.

Now that he was discovered, he simply stopped escaping and faced him directly.

A few minutes later, he came to the Gracia Army.

Roland waved his hand to signal the army to move forward. He went out alone and met Woma at a secluded place by the road.

"Mr. Woma, long time no see."

Woma gave a wry smile and shook her head helplessly, "I would rather not meet like the way we met last time."

Roland glanced at him and laughed heartily.

"Mr. Woma, the fight between Earl Gruul and I is just a battle of dignity. I personally appreciate the Earl's management of the territory."

"Mr. Woma, I see you are in a hurry. You must be on business, so I will keep the story short. The filthy goblins of the Golden Tooth Conglomerate have invaded the empire, and the Gruul Province is on the way. This time I will lead the army to the north. , is to fulfill the mutual defense treaty."

Woma looked at Roland with complicated eyes, trying to find hypocrisy and lies in Roland's eyes, but there was none.

Roland actually came to support.

Woma asked softly: "Why?"

Roland snorted coldly and said directly:

"Mr. Woma, I send troops for my own benefit. I will lose the least by keeping the goblins out of my territory. Otherwise, what else can I do? Do you want to hear me say, 'It is our duty to defend the glory of the human race'?"

"My interests happen to be consistent with those of the Earl, so we have the possibility of cooperation."

Woma: "..."

Of course he could guess Roland's reasons, but he just didn't expect Roland to say it so directly.

He chuckled softly, mocking himself with a bit of sadness: "Lord Roland is honest."

"I can't say I'm honest. I just think there's no need to show off your cleverness in front of wise men."

Roland pointed his riding crop to the north and asked loudly: "How is the situation in Gruul Province?"

Woma subconsciously replied: "The 20 former troops of the Golden Tooth Conglomerate have arrived at the banks of the Gruul River. They have issued an ultimatum to the Earl and are ready to attack across the river at any time."

"The former army has 20 people? I didn't expect the goblins' logistical support capabilities to be so powerful."

Roland had known this information for a long time, but he still dealt with it casually.

It's fine if I don't talk about it, but Woma gets furious when I mention logistics.

"Logistics support? Goblins are good at manufacturing machinery, and their logistical capabilities are indeed good. But if they didn't have those human scum as enemies, how could they advance so easily."

Unlike the furious Woma, Roland's expression was calm.

"This is not surprising. Our human race has never lacked heroes who can sing and cry, let alone traitors who seek glory from their enemies."

"Wait until I finish dealing with the goblins and then deal with this bunch of bastards. Anyone who is raped will not be able to escape."

Seeing the cold light flashing in Roland's eyes, Woma felt a chill on her back, and she was just glad.

Fortunately, the young master listened to his advice and did not embark on a path of eternal disaster.

If he really made way for the goblin, Roland would definitely take the opportunity to kill the young master.

Woma wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Lord Roland, no matter what, these days of goblin invasion, you are the only lord who leads the army north. For this reason alone, you are the light of the human race!"

Roland waved his hand disapprovingly and sneered: "It's better to put away these flattery words. I can only try my best to rescue, but I can't guarantee the result. Since you are coming from the front line, please introduce the situation to me first."

Woma knew that this was a critical moment, so he became energetic and carefully introduced the movements of the Golden Teeth Conglomerate to Roland.

Roland looked calm when he heard that the Golden Teeth Conglomerate had dispatched an army of 20 people, including 3 red-skinned goblins.

He remained calm when he heard that 60 troops from the Golden Teeth Conglomerate were coming one after another.

But when he heard that there were three hundred giant war machines accompanying the army, Roland's expression changed slightly.

"Levi, a stingy guy, is actually willing to spend such a huge amount of money?"

Woma hesitated to speak and could only complain silently in his heart.

What do you call that? That is the World Tree!

The people in the world who are best at using the World Tree are the elves and goblins.It's just that the elves want living trees, and the goblins want dead trees.

Facing the world tree, even the stingiest Iron Rooster will be extremely generous.

After receiving the first-hand information provided by Woma, Roland immediately called Yanis and followed the large army on horseback to discuss countermeasures.

Looking at Yanis's back, Woma recognized this notorious pastor.

The Guardian Army of the Divine Palace was also dispatched.

Although the number of people is not large, it is enough to show the attitude.

The combined armies of Roland and Agnes numbered more than 3 people. It might not be enough to defeat the goblins head-on, but it would definitely be enough to assist in the defense of Gruul Province.

As long as the battle line remains at a stalemate, there will naturally be support.

After all, this is the territory of the Lisenberg Empire. When the war reaches the mainland, the gentlemen of the imperial capital cannot sit still.

This is destined to be a tragic war, but it is better than surrendering and being raped and being infamy for thousands of years.

Woma thought silently.

After a heated discussion, Roland personally led two thousand cavalry and accelerated forward with Woma as a guide, striving to defeat the goblins before they had a firm foothold.

Agnes led the remaining more than 3 troops to follow closely, advancing at normal speed.

Woma, who set out with Roland, looked at the thin cavalry team and asked in surprise:

"Lord Roland, you still have three or four thousand cavalry in your formation. Why don't you bring them with you?"

This question was difficult for Roland to answer.

He can't say that his ability to lead troops has just been improved to a regiment. 2000 people is the limit. If it is doubled, it will cause chaos.

As a [regiment-level commander above the qualification] assessed by the system, Roland is very self-aware and never does anything stupid beyond his capabilities.

Seeing that Roland didn't answer, Granny followed the action and wisely helped him out.

"This is not easy. Lord Roland is wise and powerful. 2000 people are enough!"

"Lord Roland, with the invincible help of me, any goblin can be trampled to death as long as he rushes over!"

Woma: "..."

Roland raised his hand to interrupt Granny's boasting, "That's very good. I am Roland myself, otherwise I would have almost believed it."

Granny chuckled, touched the giant sword and long ax on her back, and said nothing.

boast?

She was not bragging. When the battle began, she would make sure to open Roland's eyes and let him know the power of the Savage Dragon Knight.

Watching Roland and Granny's casual exchanges, Woma was filled with envy.

It was obvious that Roland did not treat Granny as a subordinate, and Granny was not as trembling as he was when facing Gruul.

Rather than being a monarch and a subject, the relationship between Roland and Granny is more like...

friend?

A friend who can be trusted with life and death and go on adventures together.

Woma felt a sense of sadness in her heart.He once had such a good friend, Master Gruul's father.

If it weren't for his friend's request on his deathbed, he wouldn't have bothered to assist Young Master Gruul, who failed to achieve anything but failed.

Thinking of his former friends, Woma's original desolate mood was ignited again.

His old friend is no longer here, so let him protect the Gruul family and the glory of the descendants of the past overlords.

Woma waved his riding crop and chased after them, trying to keep up with Roland and Granny who had already walked away.

The speed of the army's advance was far inferior to that of a messenger traveling alone. Although Roland was leading a cavalry unit, it still took him two days to reach the Gruul Province in order to maintain the strength of his horses.

As soon as they entered the province, they encountered a marauding goblin squad.

One red-skinned goblin, more than 30 green-skinned goblins.

Granny crushed the goblins like papyrus, and very thoughtfully left three alive for trial.

The interrogation went very well.

Roland directly mentally controlled the red-skinned goblin, grabbed his memory, and then handed the unlucky goblin to the team for execution.

Woma stared at Roland, so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

Glancing at him sideways, Roland's face was expressionless, as if he was saying something trivial, "Count Gruul has surrendered to the enemy."

Chapter 111 Territory and talents, I want them all!

"No, this is impossible! The young master has agreed to resist!"

Woma roared hysterically.

He knelt on the ground, hammered the ground with his sandbag-sized fists, and let out a wounded beast's howl.

The Gruul family is finished.

He couldn't say who would win between Goblin and Roland, but he knew that Count Gruul would definitely be liquidated.

The purpose of the goblins' war was to cut down trees, not to destroy the Risenberg Empire, or even to destroy Roland.

If the situation goes wrong, Roland can abandon the tree to save his life.

When Roland recovers, he may not be able to take revenge on the goblins, but he will definitely be able to deal with the Gruul family.

Seeing Woma's desperate look, Roland sighed.

Mr. Woma is indeed a wise man. He is in short supply of counselors who are calm, clear-minded and have good moral standards.

Roland himself has a very flexible moral bottom line, but he doesn't like subordinates who are more flexible than him.

Pity.

He wants to decide on the Earl of Gruul. Although Mr. Woma is good, he cannot compare with this strategic location.

If only I could have them all.

In the province of Gruul, the loyal counselor Woma is too difficult to choose.

unless...

Roland's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of a solution.

Why can't Mr. Woma, a virtuous and loyal person like him, not build his own family and become a noble?

Since Gruul has committed adultery, he is not worthy to be the lord of the human race.

If we can bring Mr. Woma back to his heart and transfer this place to him, that will kill two birds with one stone.

Roland originally planned to take the opportunity to expand his territory to the Earldom of Gruul, but now he doesn't like it anymore.

The kings of Upper and Lower Sarsen were also raped.

They are also unworthy of being human lords.

Those are two kingdoms. As long as he takes all the territories that these people have betrayed, plus the former City of Ten Thousand Races and the World Tree, he is fully qualified to establish a new empire.

Although there is still a long way to go, and Roland doesn't want to open champagne during the warm-up period, he has already seen the prototype of a new empire.

If you can build a new empire, do you still care about giving county counties to your subordinates?

Of course I don't care.