Lord of the North

"Master Bron, are you looking for me?"

Not long after, Chris came to Bron, and he lowered his head respectfully and asked softly.

Boom! ! !

A dull collision sounded in the hall, Chris shook his body, and barely stood still, but blood flowed down his head.

A silver goblet tumbled from his feet, and his head sank even lower.

"You gave me a good idea!! Jason is not dead! His army has already marched towards the city of Hierro! I wish I could kill you now!"

Looking at him, Bron couldn't control the anger in his heart anymore, and he roared fiercely and furiously.

"My lord, I got the news that Jason is dead, and they are disturbing the battlefield to avoid being contacted by other people who are aware of the clues."

Chris's voice, neither joy nor sorrow, reached Bron's ears, calming down his irritable mood in an instant.

He looked at Chris with a complex expression, and the killing intent in his eyes was flickering. He really wanted to kill this person now, so that some of his secrets would disappear from now on.

But Gareth's current army is marching here, and he needs someone to advise him, so Chris can't die yet.

He took a deep breath, put on a regretful expression, stepped forward to help Chris up, and yelled at the guard outside the door as if he hadn't seen anything: "What are you doing there? Why don't you hurry up and ask the doctor to come over?!"

Then he said to Chris: "I was too irritable just now, so I hurt you by mistake. I hope you will forgive me."

"I can understand your lord's mood." Chris squeezed out a smile, pressed his sleeve on the wound on his head, his face was a little pale.

"Just now you said that Jason is dead, is that true?"

Bron saw that Chris was in good condition, so he asked cautiously.

"Yes, the people we sent have already sent back the news with carrier pigeons. Jason and the others were killed in the rain of arrows before they had time to react, and the masters with him were also killed on the spot by the team members."

"Okay, great!"

Braum clapped his hands sharply.

He said excitedly, and then asked worriedly: "But why did the 4,000 troops suddenly act? It stands to reason that they couldn't have learned of Jason's death so quickly, right?"

"This... the subordinates don't know, why don't we send our army to stop them on the road? Anyway, they must not be allowed to approach the city of Ye Luo."

When Chris said this, his palms were sweaty, for fear that Bron would notice something was wrong.

"It's no small matter to send out the army of Ye Luo City easily. If it doesn't work out, those guys with bad intentions will have to catch it."

Bron didn't think much about it, it was because Chris had been thinking of him every time he gave him an idea for so many years.

Chris: "Now my lord is leaning against Prince Phil, so what if those guys got hold of it?"

"I'm afraid of something unexpected."

Bron frowned. He had been in office for so many years, and he had never mobilized an army of more than 2,000 people. Once he sent so many troops, he felt a little uncertain.

"What could happen, the only force that can threaten us near the city of Hierro is Jason's 4,000 troops?" Chris pretended not to care.

"Makes sense."

Bron nodded. This is indeed the case. He felt relieved when he thought of this, and then waved his hand: "Let Morin lead an army of 6,000 to stop the 4,000 troops under Marquis Jason's command. Let him restrain his arrogance and discuss with others in a friendly manner."

This is not because he is polite, but because the army in Yero City has basically never experienced a few battles, and he heard that the army under Jason's command crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood in the process of destroying the "rebels" of.

He was afraid in case something unexpected happened. I am afraid that my own army will suffer a loss if there are few people.

"Yes, my lord."

Chris bowed his head to respond. At this time, the doctor in the barracks also rushed over and helped him bandage the bleeding wound on his head in a hurry. His expression was calm, and there was even a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Finally, the day has come.

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On the third day, Bron's confidant Mo Lin led an army of 6,000 in a mighty field, and he looked a little high-spirited.

Because along the way, all the nobles, big and small, respected him, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

"My lord, we can see the army from the iron tooth collar after turning over the hill ahead. The strange thing is that they are forming an army formation in place." A scout cavalry galloped over, got off his horse and reported respectfully.

"What's the matter? Maybe it's because he saw us from a distance and didn't know our purpose. It's reasonable to be on guard." After speaking, he waved his hand, ignored the scout cavalry's words, and continued to move forward.

This time he came here just to gain some fame, in his opinion, he didn't come out this time to fight at all.

But he didn't think so when he turned over the hill and saw Iron Fang Ling's army formation from a distance, because their catapults and ballistas had already been deployed.

On the two wings of the army are cavalry in full gear, at the front are heavy infantry holding tower shields, and behind them are archers with iron teeth collars.

The terrifying lethality of Iron Fang Leading Arrow Rain and the range far surpassing most armies today have already spread in the north.

Especially their ballista army, with its powerful accuracy and lethality, is simply a nightmare for the defending army.

"They are..."

Morin stared blankly at this scene in the distance, a little puzzled, obviously he is a person with extraordinary strength but no experience in the battlefield.

"defense!!"

His adjutant woke up suddenly and shouted hoarsely at the army behind him. It was too late for the messenger to convey the order.

Because Gareth had ordered the attack after seeing them come within range of the catapult.

Hundreds of catapults were launched at the same time, and countless stones smashed towards the army in Yero City like a dark cloud, and fell with a bang under Mo Lin's desperate eyes.

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"Where's Chris? Let Chris come to see me!"

Braum in Yero City didn't know why he felt agitated. He walked up and down in his room, and finally couldn't help shouting orders at the guard outside the door.

Two days had passed, and Jason's head hadn't been delivered to him, which made him feel more and more uneasy.

"My lord! My lord!"

Not long after, the guard ran back in a panic: "Master Chris is gone, and so are his servants!"

"What?!"

Bron's expression was surprised, but his face turned pale in the next moment, and the strong man collapsed to the ground.

"It's over...it's all over..."()