Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 105 The War Begins

  Simon took two iron guards and threw Baron's envoy and two guards out of the gate of Rage City one by one like throwing chickens. The Wind Castle flag they brought was also broken in half by Simon and thrown out together.

  The envoy landed head-on, fell like a dog and ate shit, his chin hit the ground, and his mouth was full of blood. He moaned "Ouch", slowly got up from the ground with difficulty, turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see the horse he was riding when he came.

   "Well, my military lord, where is our horse?" The messenger bowed his waist and asked cautiously, looking extremely frightened.

   "Your Ma Laozi has fallen in love with him, and he has taken it down." Simon crossed his arms and looked like a rascal.

  The envoys were immediately dumbfounded. The horse was not only their means of transportation, but also their luggage, including dry food and water.

   "Master Jun, how can we go back without horses?"

   "You don't have long legs? Go back on your legs." Simon stared, a pair of eyes as big as a copper bell.

   "Master Jun..."

  The envoy still wanted to intercede, but Simon had already stretched out two iron fists, which made a loud cracking sound: "Get out! If you don't get out, I will beat you to death!"

  The envoy shrank his neck in fright, and hurriedly turned around and ran away with the two guards, not even picking up the Wind Castle flag on the ground.

  Simon took two steps forward, picked up the Windcastle flag, and threw it at the fleeing messenger's back: "Take your broken flag away!"

  …

  A few days later, the envoy and two guards finally rushed back to Wind Castle on foot. The three of them looked ashamed like beggars. It was hard to find food in the wasteland.

  In a large hall of the Wind Castle, Baron Baron was wearing a suit of armor with a sword hanging from his waist, as if he was ready to go out at any time.

  He sat on a chair, listened to the messenger's report, and asked, "Robin, did you burn my letter in front of you?"

   "Yes." The messenger lowered his head and replied in a low voice in fear.

"I see."

  The envoy was very surprised. He thought Baron would be furious, but Baron just kept a cold face and acted calmly.

   "It's none of your business."

  Balong stood up, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and strode forward. The messenger immediately bowed his back to get out of the way, and stepped aside respectfully.

  He walked straight forward and walked out of the gate of the baron's mansion.

  Outside the gate was a large flat and empty square. At this time, his army had already assembled in the square.

A large army of 1,000 people neatly lined up into five large square formations, lined up in the open space from left to right, densely packed human heads appeared in front of Baron's eyes, and countless battle flags fluttered in the wind. ring. The black and dense figures give people a strong visual impact, as if they want to crush people alive.

   This is a murderous army. Almost all soldiers are in armor. Spearmen, sword shieldmen, crossbowmen, and a small amount of light cavalry are organically combined. They have solemn expressions and firm eyes, and they are determined to wipe out all the enemies of the Wind Castle.

   There is no doubt that in the wasteland, this is definitely a powerful force that cannot be underestimated.

  Balong's four allies stood in front of the large army, looking at him at the same time. They were also fully armored and had been waiting outside for a long time.

  These four people are all little lords who surrendered to Baron. Some of them were smiling excitedly, while others looked serious. All four of them were waiting for Baron's order, eager to follow the upstart on the wasteland to make contributions.

  Balon's eyes slowly swept across his army from left to right. At this moment, a satisfied and smug smile finally appeared on his icy face.

  Money, beauties, delicacies and fine clothes, none of these are important to Baron. Such an invincible army is his real pursuit.

   "Sound the horn, sound the drum!" Baron shouted in full spirit.

  The trumpeter standing in the front row of the large army immediately picked up the horn, puffed up his cheeks and blew vigorously, and the thick and clear sound of the horn immediately resounded through the entire wind castle.

   Then, several drummers began to hammer the war drums at the same time.

   "Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

  The rhythmic drums were like hammering into the hearts of the soldiers. All the soldiers could not help but be infected by the drums, and a raging flame of war rose from the bottom of their hearts.

  The residents of Windcastle walked out of the house one after another. No matter men, women or children, they gathered around the square, rejoicing for the soldiers who were about to go to battle, and praying that they would return victorious. Numerous flowers representing blessings almost filled the entire square.

   Windkeep is a war machine, and all its inhabitants are cogs in this vast machine.

  Since Baron entered the wasteland, he has successively conquered five small lords. Every victory in the war has brought huge benefits to the residents of Windcastle. The gold coins and slaves that were plundered not only propped up the strength of Wind Castle, but also filled the pockets of every Wind Castle resident.

  That's why the residents of Wind Castle supported Baron very much. They embraced the war crazily and sent their husbands and sons to the battlefield in an attempt to get more benefits from this war machine.

  These residents don't know where Rage City is or what kind of person Robin is. They don't care whether this war is right or wrong, and they don't care how the invaded party will suffer. They just want more wealth and more slaves from Raging City.

  As for Robin, when they used the gold they looted from Raging City to drive the slaves of Raging City to work in the fields, they might sigh:

   Oh, that poor baron, who made him insist on going against the great and wise Lord Baron? Hanging was his only end.

  Balon stepped forward, and a subordinate immediately brought his horse. He quickly got on his horse and shouted to his army:

   "Let's go to Rage City!"

  The war has officially begun.

  …

  According to the information provided by the Snow Eagle family, as well as Robin's own investigation, it was shown that Baron's army did not have a cavalry unit, but only a small number of light cavalry scouts.

   This is actually very easy to understand. War is to fight for money, and cavalry are gold-swallowing behemoths. An excellent war horse is already valuable, and in order to ensure its combat effectiveness, follow-up expenditures are even more expensive.

War horses often eat better than ordinary soldiers. When the big-headed soldiers are still gnawing dry food in cold water, the war-horses eat fine grass with eggs, and there are special followers to take care of their daily life, which is better than the big-headed soldiers at the bottom. The soldier's life is not too good.

   Therefore, despite the support of the Golden Rose family, Baron Baron's financial resources still cannot form a regular cavalry unit, and can only use a small amount of light cavalry to fill the facade.

  The wasteland is too barren. Not every lord is as lucky as Robin, who can find an iron mine. Most other wasteland lords are in a state of making ends meet, either on the verge of bankruptcy, or on the road to bankruptcy.

  The natives in the wasteland are terrifying, but for a pioneering lord, the financial deficit is the real death of the wasteland. More than 60% of the pioneering lords finally fell on the word "poor".

Although Robin's total strength is not as good as Baron's, he has a cavalry unit. Although fifty deer cavalry are not many, they have the advantage of high mobility and can come and go like wind on the battlefield. If used properly, this It will be an unexpected sharp knife.

  War is always about using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Since he has one more cavalry force than Baron, Robin naturally has to make good use of it.

  Before the main forces of the two sides officially met, the battle between the scouts had already started.

  No matter when, intelligence is crucial, and sometimes it can even influence the direction of a war. The scouts are the eyes and ears of the army, without them breaking through the fog of war, the entire army will be unable to move forward.

   Both Robin and Baron sent a large number of scouts to each other.

   The scout on Robin's side is naturally the half-elf chasing the moon. Before the lord could speak, Tess volunteered. The moonchaser half-elf has just joined Raging City, and Tess is eager to make contributions to Robin and show the value of the moonchaser tribe.

  Tess selected ten moon-chasing half-elves who were strong and agile from the cavalry, and they formed a group of two and formed a temporary scouting team. In order to ensure the smooth completion of intelligence work, Tess even personally brought a group of missions.

  The scouting team was thrown out of Rage City like beans, and headed east along the Rage River to find the location of Baron's main force.

  Tess led a scout team, a total of three people explored eastward. Nothing happened on the first day, and the three of them just rode the elf deer on their way desperately. The next day, Tess and the others bumped into Baron's scouting team.

  Under the vast blue sky, there is an endless sea of ​​grass on the wasteland. The three of Tess rode elf deer in a line, and advanced quickly on the grass sea, just like elf knights in fairy tales.

  Suddenly, Tess saw three small black dots approaching them very far away near the horizon.

"stop!"

  Tess immediately raised her right fist, and at the same time pulled the rein with her left hand, and the elf Luxue under her immediately braked urgently. The two half-elf cavalry following her also stopped immediately.

  Tess squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, her green pupils dilated instantly. The eyesight of the half-elves is very good. After awakening the bloodline ability, their eyesight is stronger than before.

   "Maybe Baron Baron's scout." Tess said.

   "Patriarch, what should we do?" A half-elf Dalu stepped forward.

  Tess's eyes flashed fiercely, and she remembered the shame of being captured by the slave team before, and a cloud of anger suddenly rose in her heart.

   "These scouts are a threat, get rid of them!"

  Tess flicked the rein vigorously, and rushed towards the three enemy scouts in the distance, and the two half-elves behind them followed immediately.

   Humans cannot see as well as half-elves, and even on open plains, humans cannot see as far as half-elves. Therefore, the three scouts didn't find them until Tess and the others got close enough to the Windcastle scouts.

   "Captain, look, there are three half-elves over there!" A scout shouted.

  The scout captain then led the team to a slow stop. He was very surprised. He knew that there were half-elves in Raging Waves City, so he immediately thought that this might be a scout sent by Baron Robin to conduct intelligence.

  The captain looked down on the half-elf very much, and said to the subordinates beside him: "You let the half-elf be a scout, this Baron Robin must be crazy."

  The two subordinates laughed sarcastically when they heard the words.

  In the impression of ordinary people, half-elves can't lift their hands or carry them on their shoulders. They are just a group of good-looking vases. They can't do such sophisticated troops as scouts.

  The captain of the scout showed a fierce look on his face, he pulled out the saber from his waist, clamped the horse's stomach with both feet, and shouted: "Come on, follow me, kill them, take the bounty and go back for wine!"

  Tess and the Windcastle scouts charged at each other at the same time, the elf deer and the war horse galloped across the grassland, and the distance between the two sides shortened rapidly.

   Three against three, this is a fair duel.

  The distance between the two sides entered one hundred and fifty meters.

  Seeing that the half-elves on the opposite side were also sprinting towards their side, the scout captain couldn't help but feel a little strange: Are these half-elves crazy? Seeing that we didn't run away, how dare you charge?

   Then, the captain of the scout found that the half-elf opposite seemed to be a woman, which surprised him even more.

  But at this moment, the blood was on the rise, and the scout captain didn't think much at all. There was only one thought in his head, which was to rush over and split the opponent in half!

  The distance between the two sides is one hundred meters.

  At this time, the scout captain saw two half-elfs shooting arrows on the back of the elf deer, as if they wanted to shoot at them.

  The captain showed a sneer of disdain. The distance between the two sides was 100 meters, and they were on horseback charging at full speed. It was almost impossible to hit the target at this distance, unless it was a one-in-a-million horse bow marksman.

   Besides, with the half-elf's weak physical fitness, can they shoot the arrow over?

  The scout captain thought it was strange just now, but now he understands that these three half-elves are a team of complete idiots.

As soon as the captain thought of this, he saw the half-elf archer on the opposite side let go of his bowstring. In the next second, he suddenly heard two sounds of "咻咻" flying past him, followed by two voices coming from behind. A scream.

  The captain of the scout turned pale with fright. He turned his head and saw that two of his subordinates fell from the horse with arrows. He was stunned immediately.

how is this possible? Such a long distance, it is impossible to hit!

Something beyond common sense happened right in front of his eyes, instantly crushing the confidence and courage of the scout captain, and the contempt and contempt in his heart were swept away in an instant, and then looking at the half-elf rushing towards him, the scout captain only felt that they were like Three devils in beautiful skins!

  Although he didn't know why these three half-elves were so brave, with years of experience in fighting on the battlefield, he immediately judged that he was no match for these three.

  The captain of the scout immediately turned his horse's head and ran an arc on the grassland, trying to turn around and escape.

  The half-elf bent his bow again, but was stopped by Tess.

   "Let me do this!" Tess raised her shiny saber, with a fierce expression on her beautiful face, and shouted loudly. "Snow, charge!"

  The scout captain's horse was obviously no match for Xue, and the distance between the two was rapidly shortening.

   Thirty meters.

   Twenty meters.

   Ten meters.

  Five meters!

  Tess swung her vengeful saber and slashed at the scout captain's back.

  The scout captain turned his head in panic, only seeing a sharp saber slashing towards him in his eyes.

  The saber slashed on the scout captain's back, and immediately blood spattered. The scout captain screamed, lost his balance, and fell off the galloping horse.

  (end of this chapter)