Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 183 Back to the Blood Fortress again

Robin stood outside the circular formation of the coalition forces. He looked at the wolf king ten meters away and thought to himself: No wonder this wolf pack is so huge. It is really not difficult to form a super large wolf pack.

  The wolf king was also staring at Robin, his good eyes were obviously surprised. It didn't seem to expect that his strongest move was easily resolved by this male human. It immediately judged that it was no match for the male human in front of it.

  Then, the wolf king turned around resolutely, ran back into the dark grass with a whoosh, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

  The prairie wind wolves would not waste time on prey they could not handle. When the wolf king found out that he could not defeat this group of humans even if he took action himself, the wolves did not hesitate and chose to retreat very decisively.

  There was a "rustling" sound from the dark grass all around. It seemed that countless prairie wolves were running fast in the grass. These sounds quickly moved away from Robin and the others. After a while, there was no more movement around.

   "The wolves have withdrawn!"

  Baron Lauren showed a happy expression, and the soldiers of the coalition army relaxed at once. The shield soldiers put down their shields, and the crossbowmen put their arrows back into the quiver.

  Robin also put down his magic sword. He looked at the dark wasteland ahead, and he was still thinking about the second-tier wolf king.

   Baron Lauren squeezed out from among the coalition soldiers. He came to Robin's side and said gratefully: "Baron Robin, thanks to your action just now, thank you."

  Recalling the scene where the wolf king sprayed out the wind bomb just now, Baron Lauren can't help but feel scared now, he didn't react at all at the time. Although these coalition soldiers were brave and good at fighting, they were still ordinary people after all, and they couldn't stop the storm shot by the wolf king at all.

And once the circular formation of the coalition forces is blown out of a gap by the wind bomb, it is conceivable that the wolves will definitely seize the opportunity to swarm up. At that time, the situation of Baron Lauren and the others will become very dangerous, and the group may even be wiped out. .

   Baron Lauren knew very well that Robin had saved all of them just now.

  Robin turned his head and smiled at him: "Now we are all on the same boat, so there is no need to thank you."

Next, the coalition soldiers began to clean up the battlefield. Nearly thirty corpses of prairie wolves were lying around the formation. The soldiers each picked their own trophies, and in groups of two or three, they began to disembowel these prairie wolves. broken belly.

  Although the concentration of magic power in the prairie wind wolf is already very low, they are still monsters after all, and there may be magic crystals in their bodies. Even the lowest level magic crystal can be sold for the price of a gold coin in Silver Frost City. Therefore, for these ordinary soldiers, the temptation of the magic crystal is quite great, and it can even resist their sleepiness after a hard day.

   Baron Lauren did not stop the behavior of the soldiers, but arranged for a few soldiers to strengthen their vigilance and keep an eye on the surrounding movement. Although the wolves are gone, no one can guarantee whether they will kill another carbine.

   Baron Lauren will not do things to compete with soldiers, a gold coin is nothing to him. As a military officer, he is of course very clear that soldiers are willing to work hard for you only if they are given enough incentives.

   But it is a pity that none of the nearly thirty prairie wind wolf corpses contained magic crystals. The soldiers were somewhat disappointed, but soon they threw themselves into their new work and began to skin these prairie wind wolves.

  The fur of the prairie wind wolf is not expensive, but it can be sold for a little price. Their fur is too tough, and even feels a little rough to the touch. It is not suitable for making fur coats for those noble ladies in the city. It is usually used to make boots or carpets.

   More importantly, the fur of the prairie wolf is warm and waterproof. The soldiers of the coalition army do not have sleeping bags at hand, and the wilderness is cold at night. Covering the body with the fur of the prairie wolf is like a quilt.

  The disadvantage is that you have to endure the unique smell of wolves, as well as the smell of blood. But in the current situation, the coalition soldiers have no better choice than freezing to death on the wasteland.

Robin was sitting in the grass, with the magic sword stuck beside him. He watched the coalition soldiers busy around, using a knife to peel off the wolf skins one by one. This is a very delicate technical work. , not all soldiers are competent.

Among these skinning veterans, Rubia, who was a hunter, is definitely the best. The skinning knife is playing tricks in his hand, as if it is an extension of his hand. He cuts the knife accurately and quickly. You can peel off a piece of wolf skin.

After peeling off a piece of gray-white wolf skin, Rubia sent the wolf skin to Baron Lauren, and he said: "My lord, this skin is for you to use, the night is cold, you can use it to keep out the cold. "

   Baron Lauren looked down at the wolf skin in Lubia's hand. He thought about it, then looked up at Robin who was sitting not far away, and said, "Go, send this skin to Baron Robin."

   Rubia didn't ask much, because everyone saw Robin's contribution to their team, and nodded: "Yes, my lord."

  Robin heard footsteps coming from beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw Rubia coming to him with a wolf skin.

   "Lord Baron, this wolf skin is for your use." Lubia bowed his head and said respectfully.

   "For me?" Robin was a little surprised.

   "Yes, this is Baron Lauren's order."

  Robin's gaze immediately passed Rubia, and looked at Baron Lauren not far away. The other party noticed Robin's gaze, turned his head and grinned at Robin, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.

   "Okay, thank Baron Lauren for me." Robin was not polite, since it was Baron Lauren's kindness, he readily accepted it.

  …

   At this time, in a spacious room in the Blood Fortress.

  The hobgoblin Mahemu knelt on one knee on the soft wool carpet. He lowered his head deeply, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and he couldn't restrain the expression of fear on his face.

In front of him, the blood servant general Sabri was sitting on a black sofa, holding a glass of blood wine in his hand, his pale face was expressionless, and he knelt on one knee with cold eyes. Mahmoud of the land.

   "So, you let that human run away?" Sabri asked coldly, the "human" he was talking about was Robin.

  Mahmu swallowed nervously, his gray-green face was full of panic, and he answered bravely: "Yes, my lord, I know that I am guilty, and I am willing to accept any punishment from you."

  Sabri didn't answer immediately, he shook the goblet in his hand, then raised his neck and drank the blood wine in the glass.

  Then, he stood up slowly, and the light from the fire in the fireplace shone on him. His tall body cast an equally tall shadow in the room, slowly covering the hobgoblin Mahmu who was kneeling on the ground.

   "I'm so disappointed, Mahmoud."

  Beside the black sofa was a huge two-handed long-handled battle axe. The whole body of this battle ax was made of fine steel, and it weighed hundreds of catties. The blade was wider than the body of an ordinary person.

   Sabri easily picked up the battle ax with one hand, then he raised the battle ax and slashed at the head of the hobgoblin Mahemu. The sharp ax blade fell against Mahmoud's face, cutting off one of his ears.

The gray-green ears fell on the soft white wool carpet. Mahemu looked at his cut-off ears. Although his face was painful, he was relieved. Only one ear was cut off. Master Sabri has been extraordinarily merciful.

"That human must still be around here, find him, kill him, and bring his head to me. Otherwise, I will split your head open next time." Sabri held a battle ax in his hand, Looking down at Mahmoud condescendingly, he said coldly.

  Mahmu lowered his head, and immediately replied loudly: "Yes! Sir, please rest assured, I will definitely kill that human being."

"In addition, tomorrow morning, I will continue to pursue the main force of the human coalition forces, and I will temporarily entrust this fortress to your management. The corpses of the human soldiers who died in the battle will all be transported back to the Blood King City, which is our important ration." Sabri continued.

   "Yes, my lord, I will arrange the convoy transportation immediately tomorrow morning." Mahmoud replied.

   Sabri leaned the battle ax back on the black sofa, and he sat down again, staring at the red flames jumping in the fireplace, and said, "I'm tired, step back."

  The hobgoblin Mahemu hesitated for a moment, reached out to pick up his ear, then stood up, and exited the room with small steps.

  …

  Early the next morning, just after dawn, the coalition soldiers got up one after another, packed their bags and prepared to continue to set off.

  Robin has nothing to prepare, and he can walk directly with the magic sword. Before departure, the young man Abal brought him two more wheat cakes and a little mustard, which were regarded as today's breakfast.

  The soldiers of the coalition army lined up in two columns as before, and quickly advanced southward in the sea of ​​grass. In the early morning, the wasteland was filled with a light morning mist, and the half-person-high barren grass was covered with cold dew. The soldiers of the coalition army walked in the grass, and everyone was drenched in a short time.

  Robin and Lauren walked at the front of the queue, the dew passed through the gaps in the armor, seeped into the inside of the armor, and soaked the clothes inside. The wet clothes stuck tightly to the skin, feeling very uncomfortable.

  It wasn’t until the sun slowly came out from under the eastern horizon, and the warm golden sunlight covered the entire wasteland, that the morning fog gradually dissipated, and the dew on the wild grass was slowly dried by the sun.

   Boring on the road, Robin and Baron Lauren discussed the war. Robin was always wondering why the Blood Race army appeared behind the coalition army.

This matter is still a mystery right now, no one has a conclusion, but Baron Lauren also has his own ideas, he said to Robin: "I guess, the blood army probably came out of other mountain passes in the Endless Mountains, and then secretly Go around to the rear of the coalition forces."

  The Endless Mountain Range is a vast area composed of a large continuous mountain range. It borders the entire north of the wasteland. Although the Blood King City is the entrance from the wasteland to the Endless Mountain Range, there is more than one entrance.

  Baron Lauren guessed that the blood army that attacked the coalition army probably entered the Endless Mountains from the Blood King City first, then detoured from the Endless Mountains, entered the wasteland through other passages, and then circled behind the coalition forces.

  His idea coincides with Robin's. Robin has also made a conjecture before, which is not far from Baron Lauren's conjecture. Because judging from the current situation, only this possibility is the most reasonable.

  The blood army is equivalent to playing a trick of building plank roads openly and keeping warehouses in the dark. On the surface, they hold on to the city, but in fact they plan to attack from inside and outside.

   "If we could have discovered this blood army earlier, we would not have lost so badly. In fact, there is a problem with the coalition itself." Baron Lauren said with a face full of remorse, and he continued to analyze.

"It stands to reason that such a huge army of blood races, with a total of 5,000 people, could sneak around behind us in the wilderness of Pingchuan without anyone noticing? We sent so many scouts, and they all have eyes. Are you blind? For this defeat, the intelligence system of the coalition forces bears an inescapable responsibility!"

"I only found out later that Earl Goode had gradually lost his way in the attack on the Blood King City for a long time. In the last siege, Earl Goode put all his eggs in one basket. He never sent scouts to find out the surrounding areas of the Blood King City. The situation is just that hard.”

   Speaking of this, Baron Lauren heaved a long and helpless sigh, his face was full of regret, and he said sadly: "Poor so many brave fighters, they will stay in that ghost place forever."

  He scratched hard at the little red hair on the top of his head, and blamed himself: "I was also in a daze at the time, why didn't I warn the Earl?"

The two of them chatted up to this point. Hassell, who was in charge of scouting the road ahead, came back on horseback. He quickly came to Baron Lauren with an eager look on his face. He didn't get off his horse and reported directly on his horse : "My lord, we found a convoy of blood race ahead, and they are moving in the direction of the Blood King City."

   "Fleet?" Baron Lauren turned his head and looked at Robin, both of them showed puzzled expressions.

   "What is the cargo on the car?" Baron Lauren asked.

  Hassell's two thick eyebrows like watermelon knives were tightly frowned. He took a deep breath and replied very sadly: "The car is loaded with the corpses of our human soldiers."

  When Robin and Lauren heard this, they both showed surprised expressions again.

   "Baron Robin, should we go over and take a look?" Baron Lauren couldn't make up his mind, and turned to Robin for advice.

  Robin thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "We should go and have a look."

  If those cars were really filled with human soldiers' corpses, Robin thought they should go and see.

  (end of this chapter)