Lord Highlander

On the northern tundra, an army of nearly 10,000 ghosts chased after the reinforcements from Handanar City.

They took big strides and ran wildly across the vast tundra, and the constructed swordsman group of less than a thousand people that stood in front of the evil spirits collapsed in an instant.

Marquis Simon Geoffrey never expected that this group of constructed swordsmen would defy his orders again. These constructed swordsmen are the personal guards of various noble lords in Handanal, and now... unexpectedly Like a group of flies on a garbage dump, they all dispersed with a 'buzz'.

No constructed swordsman is willing to face the group of evil spirits in front of him...

The last bit of arrogance on Marquis Simon Geoffrey's face turned into helplessness and bitterness. He never expected that this group of constructed swordsmen, whom he had placed high hopes on, would be so vulnerable in front of evil spirits.

At this moment, he realized...how much he looked down on the Constructed Knights of the West Route Army before, but now...all those doubts about the Constructed Knights of the West Route Army seemed to be fulfilled in himself.

Unexpectedly, the ridiculous clown was himself!

Marquis Simon Jeffrey looked at the group of constructed swordsmen on the northern tundra, running away like scattered sand, wishing he could pick up a stone from the ground and slap them on the head.

All the Constructed Swordsmen have turned their backs on him, and the loss in his heart makes him feel like his whole life has been an incomparable failure...

Seeing that the group of ghost warriors were about to pounce on them, the guards around them could only surround Marquis Simon Geoffrey and leave the battlefield quickly, chasing the reinforcements from Handanal City who were walking ahead, and went to Marquis Heller. Seek countermeasures.

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Marquis Worcester Caesar never expected that he would see Marquis Valentine Heller again under such circumstances.

He hired seven adventure groups in the camp at the southern mountain pass, and finally gathered a temporary escort of 200 people before heading towards the northern tundra with a batch of emergency supplies.

Marquis Caesar had fully listened to the opinions of several leaders of the adventure group this time. They made a detour from the north shore of the Inner Lake, and finally went west along the north side of the North Sunderland Mountains before arriving here.

Along the way, when encountering a large group of evil spirits, the adventure group will take the transportation team to hide in the mountain depression and avoid them carefully. evil spirits.

Marquis Caesar found that these adventure groups had rich combat experience and had a clear understanding of the group of evil spirits on the high ground.

These seven adventure groups hunted and killed at least a hundred evil spirits along the way, and the black magic crystals they harvested were dozens of times higher than their rewards for this escort mission.

It's no wonder that when the leaders of the adventure group took on this task, they said openly and secretly: 'This is only because of the face of his Lord Marquis, so he will agree. '

Finally, at the foot of a mountain near the northern part of the North Sunderland Mountains, the logistics transport team met the reinforcements from Handanal City. As judged by the Marquis of Worcester Caesar, most of the infantry soldiers in the legion had run out of food. up.

Fortunately, he came in time enough. Almost all the materials brought by the convoy this time were emergency marching rations, which could at least last this group of infantry soldiers for another half a month.

The current state of the support army is extremely bad. More than half of the infantry soldiers in the army were injured. Many wounded soldiers were almost lying on horseback. They retreated here from the northern tundra and continued to flee south.

An army of evil spirits is chasing up from behind, and the reinforcements are currently unable to fight at all.

At present, we can only temporarily abandon one heavy armored infantry regiment, and let them stay in place to block the pursuit of the evil ghost army. As for which heavy armored infantry regiment will be arranged to die, Marquis Heller decided to leave this matter to the goddess of fortune. to decide.

The commanders of the infantry regiments need to draw lots, and those who draw the bad luck lottery must take the legion and stay where they are, and use their lives to stop the evil spirit legion behind.

The adventure group saw the distressed look of the reinforcements in Handanal City. After completing the task of escorting supplies, they refused to accept other tasks issued by the Marquis of Worcester Caesar, and dispersed into seven small teams. Speed ​​away from Han, the Darnar City reinforcements.

Marquis Worcester Caesar actually hoped that they could stay, at least they were familiar with this area.

It would be great if I could serve as a guide and lead the reinforcements from Handanal City to escape the pursuit of the evil ghost army.

Probably because Marquis Caesars paid the reward more readily, and he kept his promise and did not ask for anything further. Before the last adventure group left, the leader of the adventure group said to Marquis Caesar very sincerely:

"Master Marquis, what you think... Actually, we all understand it. Please forgive us for being helpless. This is the Moyunling Highland. If you want to get out of this predicament, you can find the right answer without us talking."

"This kind of thing can only be solved by Commander Suldak. And we are just some adventurous group that hunts down the evil ghosts alone, and we cannot become heroes to save your army."

After saying this, the leader of the adventure group decisively left with the team members.

...

Marquis Valentin Heller's eyes were red, with sunken eye sockets, and the two dark circles under his eyes looked like a heavy smoker.

I don't know how long he hasn't trimmed his beard. For a Marquis who is a bit clean, God knows what he has experienced these days.

The reinforcements have been driven to a desperate situation, and the evil ghost soldiers chasing after him will not show any mercy to this extremely emaciated commander.

Marquis Simon Geoffrey, who has always been extremely proud, is now sitting aside with a dull expression, as if he has not yet escaped from the predicament.

Marquis Caesar heard that the swordsmen of the entire Constructed Swordsman Corps have now abandoned him. He really couldn't figure out what he had done to cause those Constructed Swordsmen to disregard the severe punishment of the lords. To disband the Swordsman Group.

Now that the three marquises met, they couldn't even rest in the tent for a while, and they couldn't even stay where they were.

The three marquises just rested on a hillside, letting the infantry soldiers eat some marching rations brought by Marquis Caesar...

Then follow the reinforcements and continue to walk eastward along the escape road.

According to the retreat route planned by the Marquis of Heller, if the reinforcements from Handanal City can successfully pass through the canyon in the North Sunderland Mountains and reach the south bank of the inner lake safely, they will probably be able to get rid of the group of blood-sucking locusts behind them. ghost.

When the reinforcements from Handanal City came to attack the north entrance of the North Sunderland Canyon according to the Marquis of Heller's idea, the army of evil spirits ate up the heavy armored infantry regiment that was blocking the attack on the spot, and chased them up again. The northward retreat of the reinforcements was blocked.

Even if you go east, you will probably be blocked by these evil spirits in a certain mountain depression.

Now I can only bite the bullet and drill into this canyon in the North Sunderland Mountains.

Surrounded by his personal guards, Marquis Heller boarded a high hill near the north exit of the North Sunderland Canyon, and saw a group of ghost warriors emerging from the woodland on the left side of the north entrance of the canyon, heading towards the reinforcements. The men and horses are here to pack.

Marquis Heller's eyes suddenly went dark, and if he hadn't stepped on the stirrups, he would have almost fallen off the horse.

The head of the infantry regiment behind him shouted loudly: "Attention all teams, prepare to fight..."

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Can the reinforcements in Handanal continue to fight?

In fact, Marquis Valentin Heller himself didn't know how long these infantry soldiers could last.

In the army, the morale of the soldiers has dropped to the lowest point. If they could surrender, they would have surrendered long ago.

Finally, when night fell, the evil spirits receded like a tide, leaving only corpses on the ground.

After so many days of temptation, they still dare not fight at night.

The infantry soldiers of the reinforcements in Handanal City could finally sit down and take a breath, but the army was almost dead silent. No one wanted to take care of the horses who had been walking all day and night. Everyone lay directly on the grass, fighting for every Every second to restore physical strength.

In the temporary camp, apart from the painful groans and groans of the wounded soldiers, there was only the snorting of war horses...

The Marquis of Worcester Caesar found speechlessly that he brought the logistics transport team to transport the supplies this time, which was no different from sending him to death, and it seemed that he had come here by force. If he came one day later, they might all These supplies are no longer needed.

Thinking of the evil spirits that would pounce on him from all directions after dawn, Marquis Caesar's legs felt a little weak.

His mission to Moyunling Heights this time is to purchase unidentified magic spar, and Valentine Heller is in charge of all military matters...

In the twilight, Marquis Heller's face was hidden in the shadows, with almost no expression visible.

He thrust the long sword into the grass, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go see him, as long as he promises to lend a helping hand, there should be time..."

Marquis Simon Geoffrey raised his head and looked at Marquis Heller in surprise.

"The three of us will see him together!" Marquis Worcester Caesar quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Actually...a head of the mage regiment of the West Route Army once gave me a magic flare, saying that if The day we figure it out, and are tired of fighting on the high ground, and even willing to pay some price, go and have a good talk with their commander."

Marquis Heller and Marquis Simon Jeffrey turned their heads to look at Marquis Caesar at the same time...

...

Seeing the three magicians falling down from the handle of the magic scorpion, Marquis Heller knew that the magic flare still had such a function.

And to meet Earl Suldak, you don't even need to ride a horse to break through the layers of blockades of evil spirits.

They didn't expect that Suldak actually had such a group of mages.

Suldak jumped down from behind Magician Avid, stood firmly on the grassy slope, looked at the grassland in front of him by the moonlight, the group of infantry soldiers didn't even set up a tent, they just lay on the grassland , Countless war horses, the saddles have not been removed, and many war horses are still carrying luggage, silently gnawing the moss on the ground under the night.

Stepping on the soft moss, there was a faint smell of blood in the night wind.

Suldak didn't look at the wounded soldiers lying on the ground, and went straight to the three marquises.

Aphrodite in a black robe and a mithril mask and Samira, a half-elf archer, followed closely behind him.

Aphrodite even took out a chair from her magic pocket and let Suldak sit down. She felt that a winner should look like a winner.

Suldak didn't speak first, and whatever he said at this time seemed to be mocking.

"What does it take for us to let us go?"

Marquis Valentin Heller stared at Suldak gloomily, his hoarse voice was full of exhaustion that could not be concealed.

Looking at his reddened eyes, Suldak grinned and said calmly:

"This question, I think you can ask the evil spirits who stopped you, maybe they have a better answer."

Seeing that Marquis Heller still couldn't let go of his arrogance, Marquis Caesar hurriedly continued:

"Commander Suldak, the lord army of Handanaer City admits that the battle of the Moyunling Highlands was a complete failure. We have decided to withdraw from the territory development of the Moyunling Highlands, and we guarantee that the reinforcements in Handanaer City will be back for a period of time." We will leave the Moyunling Highland in batches, and we will publicly admit that the development of the Moyunling Highland belongs to the West Route Army in Handanal City, but I don’t know... Will this help us retreat safely to the safety of the southern mountain pass?"

Marquis Caesar put his posture very low, and it was difficult for Suldak to say anything else.

He said directly: "This is far from enough for me. This highland originally belonged to me. Before you came, I had already laid out the battle plan."

"If you hadn't joined in rashly, I guess the West Route Army has already occupied the entire North Sunderland Mountains."

"Your arrival has given them hope to struggle, filled their stomachs, and regained their will to fight. I don't know how many precious lives of infantry soldiers will be used to deal with these hungry ghosts. .”

After saying this, Suldak paused for a while, and did not look at the extremely ugly Marquis Heller at all, and asked Marquis Caesar directly:

"Marquis Worcester Caesar, do you still remember when you proposed to me to exchange materials for the Black Magic Crystal? I said that the most important thing I lack is a war horse?"

Only then did Marquis Caesar come to his senses, took a deep breath and said, "You mean you want the horses of the lord's army in Handanal City? Then...how much do you want?"

"All the war horses you have so far... of course I mean those on the high ground." Suldak replied with a smile.

"This is impossible!" Marquis Heller said firmly in a hoarse and cold voice.

"I didn't want to discuss any conditions with you. You came to me on your own initiative. It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Just pretend that I didn't come tonight..."

After speaking, Suldak stood up, ready to leave here.

"I promise." Marquis Caesar agreed without thinking.

"I agree too."

Marquis Simon Jeffrey also quickly expressed his opinion.

Only Marquis Valentine Heller said angrily, "You have no right to make decisions for me."

"According to the regulations on the temporary executors of reinforcements set before the expedition, we have this power."

Marquis Worcester Caesar narrowed his eyes, looked at Marquis Valentine Heller, who was stern and soft-spoken, and said seriously.