Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

The defeat was like a landslide.

The situation reversed very quickly, so fast that individuals could not reverse it.

When the general trend is formed, reversing it requires several times the energy.

However... Pabo does not have this strength. Even if he pulls out all his troops, he cannot stop the defeat.

In fact, he still cannot accept the failure.

Everything happened too quickly, like a landslide, and he did not react at all.

With his self-proclaimed rich experience in war, he never thought that such a thing would happen.

Looking at the sweeping Rockman army, several guards lifted Pabo up and ran back desperately.

"Close the door, close the door, close the door quickly."

Almost dragging Pabo to escape into the camp, the guards directly closed the gate of the camp. As for the tribesmen behind... Good luck.

Pabo returned to the camp, and his men brought him a leather chair. He slumped on it, still in a daze.

"How is it possible? How could I lose?"

He couldn't believe it, and didn't want to believe it. They all looked like him, with brown skin and green eyes, but how could they be so brave under Rockman's hands.

"Are they still barbarians?"

The hybrids and surrendered ones are more fierce than the genuine ones. Is this reasonable?

Pabo probably couldn't figure it out in a short time.

The Knight Barbarian Bull had already commanded the brigade to approach the camp, and the heavy equipment carried by the army finally came in handy.

A thousand-man crossbow team directly covered the wall of the camp with arrows, and then the light infantry pushed the heavy tower car, set up the ladder, and began to attack the city.

The barbarian army didn't know how many times they had conducted similar offensive and defensive drills, and the effect was surprisingly good against their compatriots.

The barbarians, who had lost nearly half a centaur and whose morale had fallen to the bottom, found it difficult to stop the attack of their compatriots on the opposite side.

Especially the heavy armored infantry on the tower car, stepped on the wooden planks and rushed to the top of the city, swinging the specially made heavy giant sword, comparable to a war machine.

In the era of cold weapons, with the barbarians' inherently superior physique, it was simply a violation.

The barbarians who had just witnessed the defeat of their companions experienced what hell on earth was like this time.

Especially when the soldiers on the opposite side were the same as themselves, they collapsed even more.

After resting, Dagu followed the battering ram to break open the gate of the camp. The uninjured men protected him tightly and entered the camp.

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

He began to persuade them to surrender in a fluent barbarian language.

Compared with blindly killing, it is obvious that prisoners can create more value.

In the Duke's army, capturing prisoners is also a military merit.

If the Mega Man attacks, the effect of persuading surrender may not be good.

But facing the persuasion of their compatriots to surrender, the barbarians' psychological defense line can be easily broken.

After surrendering, seeing the Mega Man again, the lowered bottom line can be accepted.

Poor Pabo had just sat down for a while, and just when his butt was warm, he heard his subordinates' anxious voices: "Megaman is attacking, chief... let's run quickly."

He didn't respond in a daze. The guards didn't say anything, and two of them continued to carry him up and turned around and ran away.

If you lose, you lose. You will still be the chief when you go back.

At most, you will bow to the barbarian king, and you won't live too badly.

If you die here, you will have nothing.

Pabo seemed to react at this time, and his legs were kicking like a wind and fire wheel.

"Let me go, let me go quickly.

I want to fight to the death with Megaman, and I want to defend the honor of our barbarians."

Pabo shouted happily, but his subordinates didn't have much strength. Maybe they were too tired today, and they were no longer as brave as before. They were easily carried on horses by two guards and were taken away by war horses.

When Derek set foot in the camp, the soldiers were already cleaning the battlefield.

A large number of barbarian captives squatted on the ground, lowering their heads and not daring to look at the conquerors who had captured the camp.

Dagu led his men to personally move the corpses on the roadside, and found a pile of stones from the camp to re-pave the road.

Knight Barbarian Bull also helped him, knowing that this was a lucky boy remembered by the Duke, and specially arranged him to guard the roadside.

Sure enough, Derek soon saw Dagu, and he also understood why the other party appeared in front of him.

Whether it was a political show or a coincidence, it didn't really matter.

It's just that the barbarians need a role model at this time to let them know that under the command of Duke Leopold, barbarians can also stand out, and the Duke treats everyone equally, that's enough.

Dare to fight, be loyal and brave, this is the role model the Duke needs.

Why can't it be Dagu? After all, the two of them know each other.

So he stopped, looked at Dagu, and asked with a smile: "Have you finished the wine?"

"There's still half left," Dagu smiled and touched his head, and replied embarrassedly: "I can't bear to drink the wine you gave me."

"You kid, are you not injured?" Derek smiled and shook his head, then patted Dagu's shoulder: "If you are not injured, come to my place for the celebration banquet tonight, and I will treat you to a good drink."

Dagu smiled and straightened his back: "I'm fine, I will definitely drink you out of money tonight."

"Boasting." Derek smiled and hit him, and didn't continue to talk, just enough.

However, after such a while, Dagu and the barbarian soldiers nearby were in a more high-spirited state of mind.

Even the captives squatting on the ground looked up curiously.

When Derek walked away, Dagu's face was still excited and bloody, and he gently kicked the barbarian captive who was looking at the side on the buttocks.

"What are you looking at? If you offend the Duke, I will make you pay."

"What duke? Was that the duke of Megaman?"

The expression of the barbarian captive was very strange, as if you had seen an alien.

Speaking of the mentality of the barbarians, it was very strange.

On the surface, they looked down on Megaman and said that Megaman was weak, but privately they envied Megaman's more advanced civilization and wanted to integrate into it.

Otherwise, how come the barbarian's high-level officials all knew Rock language, and some low-level barbarians could also speak a few words.

And Megaman was also strange. He couldn't beat the barbarians alone, and he had a history of being chased and chopped by the barbarians. Fortunately, the Northland Knights held on at the critical moment and did not completely collapse in faith.

Then they madly despised the barbarians, wishing to trample the barbarians into the mud, and it would be best if they didn't hear any news about the barbarians.

So, when the captive heard that a Megaman duke treated a barbarian like this, his expression was very strange.

Especially when he carefully looked at Dagu's appearance, the brown skin was not so obvious, and the eyeballs were only a little green.

He got excited and asked a dumbfounded question: "Are you the Duke's illegitimate son?"

A mixed-race child, a mixture of a barbarian and a Megaman, and valued by the Grand Duke of Megaman, this seems to be the only explanation.

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