The Original Vampire

The rushing river in May is high and turbulent.

The Saint Hilde family and the Saint Theon family have invested a total of more than 300,000 troops here, and they are confronting nervously with the running river as the boundary.

In the past month or so, the two sides have experienced dozens of battles, large and small, and the entire river along the river has become a quagmire of war, but the situation is still deadlocked, and it may be difficult to tell the winner for a while.

On the north bank of the River Run, in the camp of the Uman family, hundreds of wounded are being treated.

Although the mourning was endless, the faces of these soldiers were still full of smiles, because they had just won a battle.

Such exploratory battles happen almost every day, and there are winners and losers. Of course, the soldiers must hope to win, after all, they can accumulate military merit.

The strong and pungent herbal smell permeated the wounded barracks, making the surrounding soldiers reluctant to approach.

Earl Uman frowned and came to the wounded barracks, and the soldiers saluted him along the way.

The count nodded casually in return. He didn't come to console the wounded soldiers. This kind of show was not very useful, and it was not his style.

"Where is the Valla Knight?"

"My lord, please come with me."

Following the soldiers leading the way, Earl Uman came to an ordinary camp.

Opening the curtain, Earl Uman walked in.

"Lord Count!" The priest who was treating Valla was slightly startled, and quickly got up and saluted.

"Don't be too polite, how is he?" Earl Uman waved his hand.

The priest was slightly surprised, apparently feeling that the count seemed to be too concerned about his illegitimate son.

"Lord Count, the Valla Knight received a sword in the left chest, but it should not have been stabbed to the point, so it is not life-threatening, and it should be fine to cultivate for a month or two."

"Okay." Earl Uman nodded, showing no joy or anger on his face.

The pastor then left, leaving the camp to the father and son.

"Sorry, father, I made you worry." Valla's face was pale,

said weakly.

"Don't take such risks in the future. I will arrange for someone to send you back to Falling Eagle City to recuperate."

"Yes, father." The Valla knight responded quickly, with a hint of imperceptible joy flashing in his eyes.

After casually explaining a few more words, Earl Uman didn't stay too long, then turned and left.

After the Count left, Knight Valla, who was still dying, immediately sat up straight, picked up the water bottle beside his feet, and gulped a few gulps of "water".

Then he showed a pleasant smile.

...

Outside the tent, Earl Uman just took a few steps when he saw a dwarf soldier hurriedly running: "Lord Earl, Marquis Dawson, please go and discuss something."

"it is good."

Earl Uman followed the dwarf soldiers all the way to Marquis Dawson's camp.

Just after entering the account, Marquis Dawson handed over an invitation.

Earl Uman took a look and frowned immediately: "Wera is going to marry Viscount Angele? The wedding will be three days later?"

"Yes." Marquis Dawson poured another glass of ale for Earl Uman, "I just received the news, and the Duke of St. Hilde is now in Ice Rock City, and he will preside over the wedding in three days."

Earl Uman took a sip of ale, and his tone was a little dignified: "So, the Angele family is completely on the side of the Saint Hilde family?"

"Yes." Marquis Dawson also sighed, "No one thought that the Duke of St. Hilde would leave the army and go to Ice Rock City in person at this critical moment. It seems that he is very fond of Viscount Angele. It's important."

"Whoever holds an army like the Black Cavalry in his hand will be valued by the Lord of the North."

Marquis Dawson nodded and said with some emotion: "Not only the Black Cavalry, but also the Silver Moon Guard of the Half-Elves. Hehe, when I was on the ice field in the sky, I thought this kid was so valued by Marquis Garcia, mostly because of Wei Wei. Pull's sake.

But now it seems that this Colin Angele is really a powerful character!

First, Silvermoon City defeated the Pegasus Legion, and then beheaded Modo II outside the Troll King City. Before you know it, this once humble son of a baron has risen rapidly and grown into a powerful force that no one dares to underestimate. lord. "

Count Uman's expression changed.

Speaking of which, the Angele family and the Uman family were originally related by marriage, and Colin should also be a lord who was very easy to be attracted by Earl Uman.

But it is a pity that he personally pushed the other party to the opposite side after a single thought.

Therefore, hearing Marquis Dawson praised Colin so much, Earl Uman felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he knew that regret was just an unhelpful emotion, Earl Uman couldn't help but think that if he hadn't sent assassins, perhaps Ke Lin would have become a great help to the Uman family now.

Marquis Dawson looked at Earl Uman who fell into silence, his eyes moved slightly, but he still said solemnly:

"We have to prevent the Angele family from joining the battle group, so I hope you can lead your army north to protect the back road of the army, and you can't easily let the Angele family's army come to the Ruins River battlefield."

Hearing the words, Earl Uman quickly calmed his mind, looked at the military map on the wall and thought for a moment, then said, "Then can you handle the Golden Lion Legion?"

"With the running river as a natural line of defense, it's not a big problem. And after so many days, I have basically figured out the fighting style of the opponent. He is a commander with a stable style, and he can't find perfect flaws and opportunities. It is absolutely not going to be aggressive.

Also, I have another good news for you. "

Earl Uman looked at the smile on Marquis Dawson's face and couldn't help but wonder, "What good news?"

"The Maynum family has already dispatched troops and has now reached the northern border. It is estimated that they will reach the line of the River Run in about ten days."

"Marquis of Maynum?" Earl Uman was shocked, and then asked with a smile on his face, "So, the San Lorenzo family has decided to give up the Saint Hilde family?"

Marquis Dawson smiled and nodded.

"Then this time, the Saint Hilde family must be doomed!"

Earl Uman said excitedly.

But then, he felt an unspeakable anger again——

He didn't know such an important thing until now.

Obviously, the Saint Theon family had long excluded him from the inner circle.

"How did Mr. Ho convince Emperor Reinhardt?" The unwilling Count Uman asked tentatively.

Marquis Dawson shook the glass and smiled: "The Maynum family will migrate to the North, and the original territory will be replaced by the territory of the North."

Earl Uman thought for a while before he understood what the other party meant: "Then, the dwarves founded the country?"

"Yes." Marquis Dawson nodded affirmatively, with a dazzling brilliance in his eyes.

Earl Uman immediately understood what the San Lorenzo family was planning, which was equivalent to digging a large area of ​​territory from the North.

But he still had some doubts. Could such a condition impress Emperor Reinhardt and make him abandon the Saint Hilde family, which is related to him by marriage, and instead support the Saint Theon family, which has a bloody feud with the royal family?

"No other conditions?" Earl Uman asked again.

"The rest, I don't know." Marquis Dawson shook his head sincerely.

Seeing that Earl Uman couldn't ask for more information, he drank the wine in the cup and got up and said:

"Okay, I'll lead the army north, and I'll leave it to you on the River Run."

"Hahaha, good!" Marquis Dawson smiled confidently, "When the Maynum family army arrives, it will be the day when the Golden Lions will be destroyed!"