Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

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"I've seen Lord Lord!" After breakfast, Narant walked into the vestibule when he encountered Shirley walking with Catherine.

I don't know where the venom on the dagger came from. Although it was only scratched, it still made Catherine weak for more than a week.

It took two days to get out of bed and walk.

"Well, Catherine, it seems that you are almost recovered." Narant nodded to the two women, and then expressed concern for Catherine's injury, paused, and continued, "Well, I will take you to see a doctor now. See Raymond and the others!"

Catherine was stunned when she heard the words, but she didn't say anything. Although she had been posting about this for the past two days, she really couldn't speak.

Seeing that Catherine didn't say a word, Narant knew that she was embarrassed, so he went straight to the dungeon on the side of the vestibule.

As he walked, Narant asked, "Catherine, do these barbarians listen to you?"

"Lord Lord, although I was regarded as a guardian by them on the grassland in the past, I have never interfered in the internal affairs of their tribe!"

"Yeah!" Narant nodded, which is not surprising. If Catherine really had any ambitions, she should have integrated several small tribes.

After a pause, Narant continued to ask: "Catherine, if I am willing to let the barbarians become serfs of the Storm Territory, do you think they will?"

"Let them become serfs?" Catherine was a little surprised.

"Yes, my Storm Territory is wide enough, but because of the reputation of the Land of Doom, there are not many territorial citizens. During this time, I plan to expand the territory, so if they want, I can let them join the Storm Territory, so that You can be exempted from the treatment of prisoners of war slaves!"

"Lord Lord, I don't know if they will be willing, but I can try to persuade them!" Catherine looked at the unusual lord Narant for a moment before answering.

Although he became a serf, the power of life and death for the barbarians was in the hands of Narant.

But what's different now, compared to being shackled as a coolie or imprisoned in a dungeon, this is already the best way out.

Since taking herself captive, Catherine has dismissed the idea of ​​threatening Narrant with force to free the barbarians.

This lord not only saves her life, but is also the only noble in the world who can take in the daughter of doom. Catherine felt that if she did anything to offend such a noble, it would be the only way to cut off the daughter of doom.

"Very well, then try it! After all, they invaded my territory, and it is impossible for me to let them go! If they are willing to become serfs of the Storm Territory, I can even send someone to bring the women and children of their tribe to the storm. collar!"

After speaking, Narant has also brought the two women to the door of the dungeon.

Going down the stairs down to five meters underground, there is an indescribable smell oncoming.

The damp and dark dungeon space is not small, and above it is the back garden, which will not affect the safety of the castle building, and there is enough space.

"Sir!" When Narant came to the ground, the two guards on duty immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Well, show me the barbarian leader!"

"Yes, my lord!" The two guards immediately took the torches from the wall and began to lead the way.

The dungeon is also an important part of the castle's supporting facilities, so the sturdiness is also implemented to the highest standard, and the doors are made of heavy iron.

"Sir, that barbarian leader is locked here!" After passing through five or six iron gates, the guard finally stopped.

"Well, you go on duty!" Narant sent two guards.

He looked in through the small window on the iron door and saw that there were more than 20 savages crowded in this 30-square-meter cell.

Because the barbarians were tall, when they stood up, they were directly attached to the roof.

The barbarians inside also sensed the movement at the door, but the barbarians didn't make any drastic moves, because they were all weak at this time, and they were starving to death these days.

As a prisoner, Narant would naturally not provide them with food and drink, otherwise these barbarians would definitely make trouble when they were full, which would be tantamount to making trouble for themselves.

Only savages who are treated as coolies can eat a meal of black bread that is 60% full after going out.

"Catherine, I'll open the door now, you go and talk to them first!" Narant took out the cell key from his arms.

"Okay, Lord!" Catherine also saw the tragic appearance of the barbarians in the cell, but she didn't blame Narant, because this is the normal state of the world's dungeons.

At this time, she was even more determined to persuade Raymond and others to become Narant's serfs.

pat!

Boom!

As the iron lock was opened, Nalantra opened the heavy iron door.

"Guardian! It is our guardian!"

The next moment, when Catherine appeared at the door of the room, the barbarians who were already hungry and expressionless immediately exclaimed with excitement on their faces.

"Miss Catherine! Why are you here!" Raymond also stood up at this time, but this guy was a head taller than the other savages, and he had to bend his waist and lower his head after standing up.

When he saw that Catherine was accompanied by a nobleman, he immediately showed a surprised expression.

If it was to rescue them, it should be in the dark, and then Catherine was alone.

"Raymond, I originally wanted to rescue you, but unfortunately I was also captured by the lord of the Storm Territory!"

"This... Guardian, you are also captured?" The savage crowd immediately exploded. When he surrendered, Raymond thought that a powerful guardian would come to rescue him and others. After all, Catherine could kill alone. Kill the existence of Warcraft Wolf King.

But now even the guardians have been captured, so wouldn't they have lost the chance to escape.

"However, although I was captured, the situation is a bit special. The lord of Storm Territory is not going to imprison me, but wants me to live in his castle... like an ordinary person!" Catherine saw the barbarians lost their souls , immediately explain the opening.

"In addition, the lord of the Storm Territory told me that he hopes you can also become the citizens of the Storm Territory!"

"Let us become the citizens of the Storm Territory?" Raymond was stunned.

They have heard of nobles who treat barbarians as slaves, but they have never heard of them as subjects.

In addition to the irreconcilable hatred between the two sides, there are also the nobles' scruples about the individual strength of the barbarians.

A savage in prime of life can deal with two or three fully armed guards even with his bare hands. What little nobleman dares to accept a savage.

If something happened, a hundred barbarians could turn a baronial upside down.

The small nobles dare not raise them, and the big nobles disdain them. The big nobles are fully capable of organizing elite knights and cultivating extraordinary title knights, which is much more fragrant than barbarians.

Therefore, the barbarians have become barbarians, and they can live a primitive reproduction life on the blazing grassland, and have not been driven out and killed.

"That's right!" Catherine nodded. "Raymond, I told you once that I am the daughter of doom in the noble world, and the nobles will burn me at the stake when they catch me!"

"But the lord of this Storm Territory is different. After he learned my identity, he is still willing to take me in. Maybe this is your best choice..."

"Miss Catherine... He killed more than a dozen women and children in our tribe. We will not forget this hatred, so it is impossible to join the Storm Territory." Catherine still wanted to persuade, but Raymond, who reflected on it, immediately remembered the reason for the Storm Territory and refuted it. speak out.