Lord of the North

In a wilderness, an army of about seven or eight thousand people was slowly advancing. A handsome young man came to a middle-aged man with a noble appearance and asked nervously, "Father, are we really here?" Just agree to His Majesty's conditions and attack the rear of Duke Jason's army?"

His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Lopez is much younger than him now, and before that, Phil and Jason had a very bad reputation in the capital of Slovakia, so he was very unconvinced from the bottom of his heart. His Majesty the King.

Because of this, he was very against Phil's order, which made his father very worried.

The middle-aged nobleman sighed. To be honest, did he just want to take on this drudgery? Even if Phil promised that he could get a vast territory again on the basis of the existing territory afterwards, and he could also be granted the title of Marquis.

The real situation is that he doesn't want to take this task, because if he is not careful, his own strength will be reduced a lot. At that time, will he still be able to defend the territory and wealth he has obtained?

But Phil left the barracks directly to find himself, and brought dozens of murderous guards with him. In this case, is there a choice for him to refuse?

You must know that his family was sent to the royal city of Sloven before the war started. It should be said that they were taken to Wangcheng Sloven, except for the eldest son who is now by his side.

Unless he can abandon his clansman, wife and daughter, he would never dare to disobey Phil's "request".

"We have no other choice now. If there is no accident, your mother and sister are already being monitored by Phil's people at this time, and the other nobles besides us are probably the same." The middle-aged noble said a little confused.

This made him feel an unprecedented sense of bewilderment and powerlessness, and none of this could be reversed by an earl.

The young man was shocked when he heard the words, and exclaimed: "How dare he?! He is not afraid that we will turn against him, so he will turn his back on the battlefield?!"

"Speak carefully!" Who knew that the middle-aged nobleman roared, and cold sweat broke out instantly on his forehead: "Do you want to ruin our family's century-old heritage? Do you think you have the prominent status of Duke Jason? Duke Asa has such a profound background?! Do you believe that once your words today are spread, we will all be shut up overnight!"

Thinking of the ruthless methods Phil displayed during the period after he ascended the throne, the young man couldn't help shivering and stopped talking.

Fortunately, the guards around are all dead men of the family, otherwise, I'm afraid I really don't know what bad consequences will happen.

But what the father and son didn't know was that while they were communicating and the army was on their way silently, a few pairs of eyes appeared from a bush on a dirt bag in the distance, looking at the army from a distance.

"I didn't expect that there were actually traces of the enemy in this shabby place." One person's tone was a little excited.

"We're going to make great achievements." They seemed to see an infinitely bright future, a lot of money falling from the sky, and beauties around them.

Unlike the two unsteady sentry scouts, their captain is much more mature. He said in a deep voice, "Pay attention to the cavalry patrols around. Don't be careless. Release the messenger bird. We will return to the barracks now."

"Yes, Captain." Then several people retreated under the cover of thick bushes.

After a while, a few strange-looking birds suddenly flew up from a distant mountain depression. Their flying speed was very fast, almost comparable to the blue eagle in the north.

This is the inspiration that Gwendolin got from Jason's Blue Eagle, and recruited a group of folk bird trainers, the first batch of successful products that have been trained hard in the past few years.

Similar things were happening in several other places as well. The largest number of these troops distributed in all directions of Jason was seven or eight thousand people, and the smallest was only one or two thousand people.

Because Phil's purpose of doing this is obvious, he didn't expect these troops to be able to successfully attack Jason's army at all.

But no matter what, he had to disperse his army strength.

Of course, it would be a surprise if someone succeeded, and it would be of great help to him in the next battle.

In the next few days, the noble troops sent by Phil were ambushed to varying degrees. As a last resort, those troops that were lucky enough not to be wiped out in the ambush had to flee in a hurry.

Although they survived, what awaited them after returning to Phil's camp would be even crueler facts.

Because Phil has already raised the butcher knife with ill intentions, just waiting for them to poke their necks over. If you are lucky, you may be able to save the lives of the whole family. If you are unlucky, it is not just the wealth accumulated by generations of the family. They will be swept away, and even their own heads will not be kept.

The middle-aged nobleman and his son were among those who survived, but his 7,000 troops were almost wiped out, leaving only five or six hundred remnants, even though the surviving soldiers were stronger than ordinary soldiers. Above, but it can't reflect any waves.

"Father, it's all over. How can we keep the family territory?" After all, the young man still lacked the composure in the face of strong winds and waves. After suffering such a big blow, he almost lost all hope.

The middle-aged noble also looked very haggard. He was obviously very vigilant, but in the end he couldn't find the sentry sent by Jason.

He said with a little worry: "After returning to the barracks, we will bid farewell to His Majesty. We will not get any benefits and benefits from this war."

There was one thing he didn't say, and he hoped Phil didn't drive them to a dead end.

It's just that when people are worried about something, it's more likely to happen. Hundreds of heavily armed cavalry suddenly appeared on the distant hillside, staring coldly at the remnant soldiers of the middle-aged nobles.

"Stop! Battle formation!!" The middle-aged nobles saw this army from a distance, mainly because they had no intention of hiding their tracks.

Although the reaction speed of these soldiers was very quick, they experienced a defeat, and the equipment on their bodies and hands was already uneven, but they still used their bodies to surround the middle-aged nobleman and his son in the middle .

In the cavalry army in the distance, a man dressed as a general showed an indifferent smile, raised his right hand high, and swung it down heavily: "Kill! No one will be left behind!"

"Mujir! Protect the adults and retreat! The rest of you, fight to the death with me!" A commander with a wounded left arm drew out his long sword and roared angrily.

"Fight to the death!"

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