Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 188 Ten Blood Demons

  The moon is like a silver disc, hanging alone in the dark sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkles the entire wasteland. The wilderness is very quiet at night, only the "rustling" sound of the night wind blowing across the sea of ​​grass can be heard.

  Suddenly, a black figure flew past the moon quickly. This shadow has the outline of a human being, but behind it is a pair of huge bat wings.

It was a blood demon, a monster with a human-like appearance, more than two meters tall, with long and thin limbs, long claws on its hands and feet, no skin on its body, and blood-red muscles exposed On the outside, it looks very scary.

   What's more intrusive is that the Gorefiend has no eyes. His face only has a pair of nostrils and a big hideous mouth. If the mouth is fully opened, the corners of the mouth can grin all the way to the base of his ears. The mouth full of fangs, like a pair of sharp knives, can easily bite off a human's head.

   This blood demon fully opened the bat wings on its back, with a wingspan of four meters. Like an owl, he glided through the night sky soundlessly by relying on the high-altitude wind.

  Night is the home field of the Gorefiends. When they fly in mid-air, they are almost silent. Most human beings have not noticed the existence of each other before being attacked by the Gorefiends.

   When hunting, the Gorefiend will hover over the hunting grounds. Although they have no eyes, they have very sensitive senses of smell and hearing. Once they find their prey, they will silently pounce down from the night sky.

  They have sharp claws on their hands and feet, which can easily pierce human clothes and bodies, even some leather armor. Just like the hooks used to hang meat in a butcher shop, the Gorefiend will use its claws to hook the human body and bring the human body into the air.

   Then it's time to eat. Gorefiends don't throw their prey down from the sky to die like eagles. They generally like to eat the blood of living creatures.

   This Gorefiend didn't come out to look for food, and it was difficult to find their favorite food in this wilderness. He was looking for a small human army.

   However, he is doomed to return without success.

   A moment later, the Gorefiend hovered in the air while slowly descending, and finally landed on a raised mound.

   "Da da, da da..."

   Gorefiend raised his shiny head and "looked" forward. Five meters away from him, a dragon-scale warhorse covered in black and outfitted walked up a grassy mound.

  Dragonscale horse is a low-level magical beast. This kind of horse has a trace of dragon blood. The evidence is that there is usually a circle of black scales on their necks, which is why the dragonscale horse got its name.

  Although the dragon veins in the dragon-scaled horse are actually very thin, even a little bit of dragon veins can transform ordinary creatures to a world-shaking level.

  In the northern part of the empire, the bobtail horse is already a very good breed of horse, and it is the best choice for the elite cavalry regiment. However, if compared with the dragon-scaled horse, the short-tailed horse is simply a stupid and stupid donkey.

  Dragonscale horses are naturally tall and mighty, and their body size is slightly larger than that of ordinary short-tailed horses. They run faster and last longer, and can run for several days without eating or drinking.

  Because of the above characteristics, the price of dragon-scaled horses is very high. The price of one dragon-scaled horse is worth ten northern short-tailed horses. Only the great nobles in the empire can afford such expensive dragon-scaled horses.

  The pair of black eyes of the dragon-scale horse looked at the blood demon, without the slightest fear in his eyes, because at the moment his horse was carrying the owner of the blood demon.

  Sabri the blood servant was riding on the saddle of the dragon-scale horse. His upper body was bare, revealing rock-hard muscles. His skin was as pale as paper, as if there was no blood flowing in his body.

Beside the saddle, hung a large knife nearly one person tall. The blade was about a palm wide, with a sawtooth on the back of the blade. Just protruding from the skull's mouth.

   This is Sabri's weapon, the blood-forging sword.

  Sabri had an unkind expression, a pair of small red eyes stared coldly at the Gorefiend in front of him, holding the rein with one hand and the whip with the other.

   Gorefiend seemed to smell the blood on Sabri's body, he took two steps forward, and then knelt down on one knee in front of Sabri.

   "Have you found that human team?" Sabri opened his mouth and asked, his voice was very hoarse, and it sounded very uncomfortable, just like the sound of scratching a blackboard with his fingernails.

  The Gorefiend opened its mouth full of fangs, and let out a series of sharp screams, which sounded like the sound made by ordinary people when their throats were choked, very weird.

  For humans, the roar of the Gorefiend is a terrifying sound enough to pierce eardrums.

  Sabri could clearly understand the language of the Gorefiend, his gloomy face immediately showed a disappointed expression, and he cursed angrily: "Trash!"

  He flicked his horsewhip, and lashed the Gorefiend's face with a whip.

  The Gorefiend immediately let out a painful scream, and fell down on the grass. His right face was torn apart by the horsewhip. Blood flowed out from the wound, and his already terrifying face suddenly became even more terrifying.

   Then, Sabri and the Gorefiend waited on the mound for a while, and about ten minutes later, another Gorefiend fell from the sky.

  This blood demon, like his predecessors, knelt down in front of Sabri, and reported the result as nothing. Sabri was very annoyed, and gave him the same whip.

   Then, more gorefiends fell from the sky on this small mound, one after another. After a while, nine gorefiends were squeezed out on the mound except Sabri.

  They are all air scouts sent out by Sabri, looking for the coalition squad that burned down the fortress of Li Castle.

Nine gorefiends surrounded Sabri, and each gorefiend had a whip on their face. They were very quiet. In front of Sabri, these terrifying gorefiends were as docile as a group of farmers. Small domestic dog.

If other people see this scene on the mound, they will probably be very shocked. Gorefiends are solitary monsters. Generally, there will only be one Gorefiend in the same area, and they have a strong sense of territory. If there are others of the same kind in the territory, a life-and-death battle is unavoidable.

  As the blood demons sent out returned one by one, Sabri’s face became more and more gloomy, and he couldn’t help asking himself in his heart:

   What am I doing? At this time, I should have led the blood army to cross the Raging River, eliminate those stupid and lowly human lords, and set up a great achievement that can be sung forever. But now, I am struggling to find a small human coalition army here, and all the glory on the front line has nothing to do with me.

Sabri first vented his anger on Bill, who is also a blood servant, and he cursed through gritted teeth: "That damned **** actually slandered me in front of the Duke, sooner or later, I will take the blood on her All the original blood was sucked dry."

  After cursing a few words angrily, Sabri turned his anger on this small coalition force again, and continued to curse:

"This group of damned rats, if you weren't making trouble behind me, how could the Duke call me back? When I find you, I must chop all of you into meat and make all your heads into wine glasses !"

  Two days ago, Bill suddenly came to Sabri on the front line and brought an order from the Duke of Blood.

  The fortress from the castle was burned down by a small army of the human coalition army. The Duke of Blood ordered Sabri to find this small army and destroy them for five days.

  So, Sabri was kicked back from the front line, and he still can't forget Bill's disgusting and proud ugly face at that time. Every time he thinks of it, Sabri wants to tear that face to pieces with his own hands.

  Sabri has ten Gorefiend servants. Let Gorefiend search for enemies in the sky can undoubtedly get twice the result with half the effort. His idea is very clever.

  But the wasteland is too big and vast after all. To find a team of fifty people in the vast wasteland is simply looking for a needle in a haystack, and it is not an easy task.

  However, as long as this human army is still active, it is impossible to leave no traces. Sabri has already found some traces of this small human army, such as footprints walking in the grass, and horse manure left by war horses. He believes that as long as he follows the traces, he will find this **** coalition team sooner or later.

   After waiting on the mound for a while, the last Gorefiend finally came back. It landed in front of Sabri, and all the other Gorefiends around immediately "looked" at him.

  He took two steps forward, knelt down on one knee in front of Sabri's dragon-scaled horse, and opened his mouth to let out a series of sharp screams.

After Sabri finished listening, the fierce face that had been clouded all this time finally showed a slight expression change. Although the blood demon did not find any traces of the human coalition forces, it brought another news to Sabri. He found a prairie wind The wolf pack of wolves, and this pack of wolves is also one of Sabri's thorns.

  The size of this pack of wolves is very large, there are more than a hundred of them. They are active within a radius of several hundred miles, and even once attacked the logistics team of the blood army.

  Sabri has always wanted to exterminate this **** pack of wolves, and such a force is not allowed within the rule of the Blood King City.

  However, before, he was so focused on chasing the main force of the coalition forces that he never let go, and this pack of wolves was always on the move, so it was not easy to find their exact location. Unexpectedly, this pack of wolves was found here today.

  Sabri thought to himself, since the small unit of the coalition army has not been found, it is better to take revenge on this wolf pack first. Eliminating them is more or less a credit, and perhaps it can calm the anger in the heart of Lord Blood Duke.

   Then, Sabri opened his mouth and let out a beast-like roar, which seemed to be some kind of language of the Gorefiend. He swung his horsewhip vigorously and made a "snap".

  The sound was like an order, and all ten gorefiends immediately spread their huge wings, one by one soaring into the sky, whipping up a gust of wind on the mound, and flying into the dark night sky.

Under the icy moonlight, the Gorefiend team circled twice in the air, formed a simple formation, and then, led by the tenth Gorefiend, flew towards the south quickly, and their figures disappeared after a while In the vast darkness of night.

  On the mound, Sabri swung his whip again, and lashed the dragon-scaled horse's butt.

  The dragon-scaled horse immediately let out a painful neigh, and immediately opened its four slender and powerful legs, rushing down the mound like the wind, chasing the Gorefiend team in the sky, and ran towards the south.

  …

  Robin was lying in the icy and cool grass, covered with a prairie wolf fur that exuded the smell of a wild beast. A gust of night wind blew by, and the surrounding grass rustled.

On Robin's left, about three meters away, the coalition soldiers lay in two rows on the grass, like neatly arranged merchandise on shelves, all crowded together, some covered with overcoats, some People were covered with wolf furs, and the soldiers were sound asleep, snoring one after another.

   Baron Lauren was also crowded among his soldiers. Like the soldiers, he did not take off his armor, holding his big sword in his arms, and even when he fell asleep, he would not let go of his snoring.

  Robin and the others slept behind the leeward **** of a high ground. At this time, Abar and Rubia were standing guard on the high ground.

  The bearded Rubia seems to have gotten used to the work of night watch. Even at night, his eyes are still bright and frightening, like an experienced old wolf. He sat cross-legged in the grass, and as usual, kept wiping his favorite knife with a rag.

  Abal sat across from Rubia, looking a little sluggish, yawning non-stop, and after a long day of driving, he had to watch the night again, and Abal obviously couldn't bear it anymore.

   "Young man, go to sleep for a while, you are still injured, there is no need to suffer with me here." Rubia said kindly, his voice was low, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping coalition soldiers below.

Abal showed a bright smile: "Brother Rubia, I'm fine. I have an injury on my leg. Participating in the battle is also a hindrance to everyone. The night watch is the only thing I can do for everyone now. Brother Rubia, it's you, you You should go to sleep for a while, I'll do it right here."

  Rubia looked at Abal with a gratified smile on his face. He admired Abal's enthusiasm. However, out of responsibility for the safety of everyone's lives, he dared not hand over the work of the night watch to Abal, who seemed to be able to fall asleep at any time.

   "I'll be here with you too. If someone talks to you, the night won't be so difficult." Lubia said.

  Although the voices of the two people were very soft, Robin heard everything in his ears. He is now in a state of half asleep and half awake. His body is indeed resting, but his senses can still receive external information.

   This is also the ability that Robin has cultivated all year round. Camping in the wilderness, if he does not open his eyes when he sleeps, he may have been eaten by jackals and tigers.

   "Aww—"

  Suddenly, a loud wolf howl broke the tranquility of the night. Robin opened his eyes suddenly when he heard the sound.

  (end of this chapter)