Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

There was no accident on the way back, but the speed of the journey was slowed down because there were thirty captive miners.

Originally, it didn't matter if it was slower, but seeing the dark clouds in the sky continue to gather, and there was already lightning across the sky in the distance, Narant couldn't help but feel a little worried.

You must know that in this backward world, getting caught in the rain is also a big risk. It is not uncommon for one to catch a cold by accident and die from bad luck.

What's more important is that there are still wounded in the team. If they are caught in the rain, they may aggravate the injury.

In the next journey, Narant kept urging the team to move faster. Fortunately, it seemed that his luck was not bad. When they arrived outside the castle, the rainstorm had not yet come.

"Your lord is back, open the castle gate!"

Thomas stood on the castle wall. Because the adults took away all the guards in the castle, the security of the castle tonight was handed over to him and the three servants.

When the team finally arrived at the bottom of the city wall and saw the mighty and handsome lord leading the way, Thomas relaxed and couldn't restrain his excitement and shouted at the servant below.

After shouting, he immediately went down the stairs and went to the castle to get hot water and towels.

"Sir, you're back!" Thomas hurried to Narant's horse and brought a hot towel.

"Well, I'm back!" Narant rolled over and dismounted, took the towel and wiped his face vigorously, making him feel a lot more awake.

"Congratulations to your great victory!" At this time, the carriages and more than thirty serfs in the rear had also entered the castle. Thomas didn't need to think about it, he knew his lord's record tonight.

"Okay, Thomas, stop flattering. There are two seriously injured guards here, and many other guards are injured. Go and get some herbs for them to replace!" Narant interrupted Thomas's flattery with a smile. Commanded to him.

"Also, tell Rose to make a few pots of broth for the guards to eat later!"

"Yes, my lord!" Thomas didn't dare to neglect when he heard this, and immediately ran towards the inner castle with his servant.

"Quick, arrange these prisoners and weapons, and eat the broth later. Except for the guards, let everyone else rest early!"

After Thomas left, Narrant began to give orders to Vivian and Quick.

It is already early in the morning, and the post-war rewards and reckoning are reserved for tomorrow.

"Yes, my lord!"

Click!

When Narant took a shower and returned to the room, the raindrops that had been brewed by lightning poured down.

"Thank you for taking care of Mr. Rongguang!"

Hearing the sound of raindrops, the corners of Narant's mouth rose slightly, the rain was exactly what he wanted.

Although he understands that no matter how clean he is, Quint will always put the suspicion on him.

But doubt is doubt, this heavy rain can erase the last possible clues, such as rut ​​marks and so on, which reduces the risk of his exposure on the bright side.

……

In Baron Quint's Castle, Quint, who used to be pampered, was pacing the hall constantly, and the anxious expression on his face was undoubtedly revealed.

Click!

With the lightning and thunder outside the window, Quint felt even more uneasy inside.

"Why haven't you come back yet? I arranged for the convoy to travel very secretly today. It stands to reason that there is no chance of an accident!"

Quint was naturally worried about the convoy he sent to the buffer zone to collect the flame spar.

Since the yellow elf gave birth to the flame spar mine a few months ago, all his energy has been put on it.

Not only did he send manpower to build a wooden camp there that was comparable to a small fortress, but he also sent a vassal and half of his troops to garrison.

After so long of deliberation, today is finally the first harvest.

But the convoy that had originally agreed to return at midnight has now been delayed by more than two hours, which made him a little uneasy. This was the result of nearly two months of mining.

Fortunately, the spiritual connection between the mind and the flame spar elf is still there. Although it is too far to perceive the specific state of the elf, at least it shows that there should be no problems in the camp.

He has just sent several guards to explore on horseback, and he believes that he will be able to bring back the news in a while.

dong dong dong!

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the hall.

"Come in!"

Soon, a middle-aged man in a silk dress walked in. This man was his castle steward.

"Roach, is there any news coming back!" Quint couldn't wait to speak when he saw his castle butler.

However, after asking the question, looking at the pale complexion of the castle steward, Quint had an ominous premonition.

"Sir...sir!" The castle steward trembled in his words.

"Tell me, what's the matter, is my team back!" Quint's expression sank, and he took two steps forward and grabbed the butler's collar to question.

"Sir, there is an accident in the convoy!" The castle steward finally said it bravely.

"What's going on!"

"My lord, the guards dispatched rushed towards the buffer zone, but they did not encounter the convoy on the way."

"Finally, when they arrived at the buffer zone, they found...the camp had been burned to ruins...and Captain Johnny died at the gate of the camp."

"What, the camp was also burned down? How is this possible!" Quint couldn't believe it. He thought it was just an accident in the convoy, but even the camp was destroyed.

"What about Di Li, what about that idiot Di Li? And what about my fifty-odd guards?"

"My lord, Sir Dili has died in battle~www.readwn.com~ All the guards in the camp have also died in battle!" The butler answered truthfully.

Quint couldn't help but take a few steps back when he heard this.

"Sir, you have to take care of yourself. The guards brought back your elf. They found it outside the camp!"

The housekeeper was afraid that Quint couldn't take it, so he immediately presented the yellow elf.

When Quint saw the elf, the anger in his heart still couldn't be eliminated. It was a camp that he spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build.

And those well-trained guards, all from the count.

"Who did it, who did it! Send me to investigate! I must find this man, and his corpse will be broken into pieces!" Quint couldn't figure it out, even a baron could not break through his camp, now It was directly destroyed.

……

At noon the next day, Narant woke up beautifully from the soft bed.

Because he was quite tired from the battle, he slept till now.

Opening his eyes, he looked towards the head of the bed, where an iron treasure chest was placed.

He immediately got up and opened the treasure chest again. There were more than 50 red flame spar lying quietly in it. The strong fighting spirit flashing with raging flames in the spar made Narant elated.

"This box is worth five hundred and fifty gold coins!" Narant had counted it last night, and the number of flame spar in the wooden box was fifty-five.

The day before yesterday, he received a flame spar as a gift from his own sister, but he didn't expect to have a large box in the blink of an eye.

"With it, my road to cultivation is about to take off! Haha!" Narant laughed happily.

As a transmigrator, he knows best that in such an extraordinary world, only with sufficient strength can he truly live in peace.