Warlord: King of All Clans

Two days later, the Black Armored Army stationed on the grassland of the River Bay Peninsula suddenly set out.

More than a hundred riders poured into the River Bend camp and directly surrounded the lord's house.

The garrisoned infantry at the river bend received no additional orders and could only guard their own camp walls and arrow towers, watching in horror as the troops rushed in.

Sir Lambert, along with two chiefs and several black-armored warriors, sat in the lord's house again.

Wuliyang naturally treated him with great hospitality. While serving him food, he asked with a bitter brow, "Your Excellency, why did you suddenly send out troops? Is it because I didn't treat you well enough?"

Sir Lambert took one look at the cunning old dog, and was filled with rage, but he managed not to burst out.

He had been wandering in the North for two years, slaughtering countless knights, but he unexpectedly fell into trouble here.

Sir Lambert ate his food slowly and asked casually, "I heard that your daughter is going to get married in a few days?"

Although he had a very bad impression of Hewan, the food was very good, especially the pastries in front of him, which were sweet, delicious, fragrant and as white as snow.

But this was the last time I ate it, which was a pity.

Although the local rich man of Hewan was cunning, he prepared sufficient food for his guests. Seeing that Lambert liked pastries, he also prepared a large plate for him.

Among the white pastries we usually eat, there are also many red pastries, which are sometimes stacked on top of each other, which is very exquisite.

Lambert ate one and then cautiously stopped eating, preparing to wait until the matter was over.

Hearing Sir Lambert's question, Uliyan replied with a smile: "Yes, if your Excellency has time, you might as well wait a few days and sit down to have a glass of wedding wine."

Lambert was furious inside, but he didn't show it. He glanced at Hogan next to him and laughed angrily: "What about your son-in-law? Why is he nowhere to be seen?"

Wu Liyang could only say: "I took some people to suppress the bandits. Maybe I will be back today."

Lambert smiled wryly, "In that case, why not move your wedding up a few days? I think today would be a good day."

While they were talking, the leader of their adventure team, Hogan, had already gone into the inner room behind the big house and searched it. Not finding any sign of Uriyan's daughter, he went straight to the small door of the stable.

Vicchi and another veteran served as the lord's personal guards. Seeing this, they were about to step forward to stop them, but several of the other side's soldiers stepped forward and engaged in a standoff.

Uliyan sat on the lord's throne and waved his hand to signal the guards to step back.

He shifted his position somewhat uncomfortably, but forced himself to endure it, "I don't understand what the adults mean."

While Lambert was still thinking about his words, the black-armored general David beside him said coldly, "Don't pretend anymore. We have already found out that the little girl we are looking for is in the hands of your son-in-law! She has been taken to the Gravel Castle in the north."

He couldn't help but yell, "How dare you fool us? Do you want to die?"

Lambert also smiled sinisterly and said, "Since your son-in-law can't make it back, why not let Hogan take care of the wedding."

Wuliyan grasped the armrest of the lord's throne tightly, his fingers turned white, and he also laughed, "Since you have found out so much, have you found out how many soldiers I have?"

"..." Lambert and David looked at each other, but before they could open their mouths to laugh, a black-armored warrior walked in from outside the lord's house.

"Report, a longbow troop is coming from the north, with about a hundred people."

"Got it." David waved his hand, signaling the black-armored warriors to retreat.

David proudly declared, "Can a mere hundred longbowmen shoot through the bloody skin of my black-armored army?"

Another black-armored warrior came in. "Report, a regular infantry unit has arrived from the south. All soldiers are wearing swords, shields and chain mail. There are about 150 of them."

"received……"

"Report, a group of Kobold crossbowmen has arrived from the west, numbering about 200 people."

David was furious, "Are you going to bring up the dog-headed man too?"

The black-armored warrior who came in to report was embarrassed. "Well, these kobolds are not ordinary... They are more like a group of dwarf hybrids, and there are more than ten ogres following them."

David and Sir Lambert looked at each other, and the former hurried out to set up defenses.

Kobolds may be weak and can be easily dispersed, but ogres are very terrifying, with the shortest adult individual being over 2.5 meters tall.

If they really rushed into the battle formation of the Black Armored Army, they would be able to stir up a bloody storm before they were killed.

The Black Armored Army did not come here to fight. They had other missions and were unwilling to get entangled with the local bullies.

When David left, only Lambert and his several black-armored guards were left in the house.

But Sir Lambert was not panicked at all. Instead, he sneered: "Too many soldiers? A mud-legged man who farms in the Wolf Driving Plain is proud of raising a few small fish? Do you know how high the wall of the Wind God Fortress is? Do you know how thick the wall of Olenik is?"

"What's more, you are in my hands now. Do those trash of yours really dare to rush in?"

Wu Liyang's face really changed. He hesitated a little and forced a smile, saying, "How dare I, a country bumpkin, go against you, sir? I'm just trying to protect myself. You can tell me any terms, and I can negotiate!"

He stepped down from the lord's throne, came to Lambert, and said earnestly: "Five hundred gold is too little, that's Her Royal Highness the Princess, you have to pay more, I want one thousand gold!"

Lambert laughed angrily, "Don't even mention a thousand gold coins. If you had confessed earlier, even if you wanted to be an earl, I would have done it for you!"

As he was speaking, Lambert became alert: "You stand back!"

But Ulyan had already come close and was about to put his arm around Sir Lambert's shoulder.

Lambert was not a fool. Without hesitation, he slapped Urian on the chest.

This lame country tycoon had no fighting power at all. He was pushed several meters away by his palm and fell under the lord's throne!

Sir Lambert laughed grimly and said, "How dare you, a mere mortal, act wildly in front of a transcendent? You are asking for trouble, asking for trouble..."

As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. He looked down at his chest and saw a dagger, the handle of which had already been inserted into his heart.

Sir Lambert felt no pain at all, and even grabbed the handle of the dagger and pulled it out with force.

This is not an ordinary dagger at all, but a three-edged military bayonet specially used to penetrate armor.

This kind of thing is too difficult to forge and is almost non-existent on the market.

The Empire's heavily armored elite infantry, apart from the orc warriors who have not appeared in hundreds of years, are often faced with the heavily armored elite of another lord's army.

Ordinary daggers could hardly penetrate the heavy chain mail shirts and plate half-breastplates of the heavy-armored elite. Only this half-foot long three-edged military bayonet could effectively kill the heavy-armored elite.

Although Lambert was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked like a nobleman, he still wore fine chain mail under his outer robe to save his life.

Unfortunately, chain mail can only defend against the slashing of swords and the attack of stray arrows, but it cannot defend against this targeted three-edged military bayonet.

Uliyang was knocked away by a palm from the extraordinary person. He lay under the lord's throne and kept coughing up blood, but his face was full of smiles.

"What kind of extraordinary garbage? I have killed so many of them!"

"I've been acting with you for so long, isn't it just for this?"