Lord of all tribes

Chapter 307
So this Earl Drummond came here to attack the territory of his good-for-nothing son who had never been favored by him.

Because he wanted to obtain the honorable title of marquis, and even more, he wanted to include all the thousands of miles of territory in the northwest of the kingdom under the Drummond family's command.

In order to achieve what he wants, what is a son who even doubts himself?

Earl Drummond smiled sarcastically, his eyes continued to stare at the bloody Kenlinde for a few times, and then a light voice came, "If you don't surrender, then kill it."

Earl Drummond's face was still expressionless, he waved his hand, and continued to return to the high position in the hall.

Kenlinde still stood upright, his face remained the same, even though he was about to go to the execution ground.

"My lord, when I was lurking in Garadiland, this guy was older than me because of his qualifications, and he insulted me a lot. I request to execute him personally!"

Rabus, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, suddenly stepped forward, speaking lightly and authentically.

"Oh? Is there any grievance between you?" Earl Drummond raised his head curiously, his pure and sharp eyes fixed on Rabbs's face, "You have done a lot this time, and I will reward him later , since you are willing to do it yourself, then you will be fulfilled, take him down, I am going to rest."

Earl Drummond yawned appropriately after finishing speaking.

"Subordinates Retire"

"I didn't expect that your heart is so vicious."

Kenlinde, who was walking forward, said to Rabus in a contemptuous tone.

Rabus didn't speak, but loosened the hemp rope tied around Ken Linde's hand.

"Do you want to kill me here? It's a good place."

Kenlinde looked around, the surrounding area was very quiet, with dense forests everywhere, could he still hear a few crisp birdsong.

"I've already found your substitute, let's go."

Rabus spoke softly, and under Kenlinde's astonished gaze, he completely loosened the hemp rope that tied his hands.

"You won't kill me?"

Kenlinde, who had already sat down and prepared to die, turned his neck, looking surprised.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you. A day ago, I was a good brother who talked about everything."

"Don't call me brother!" Kenlinde showed a fierce look on his face, "You are not worthy."

"Even if you let it go now, when the Lord Lord's army arrives, I will still mercilessly follow the army and kill you."

Kenlinde's eyes were clear and calm.

"It's up to you. If you can, tell the lord for me. Sorry, my family is in the hands of Earl Drummond, and I can't do anything about it."

Rabus held his head in pain, his face revealed a disheartened look.

Sometimes, there are always some choices to be made, and there is always a choice between loyalty and family affection.

Naturally, there are many ways to balance the two, but there are still many deviations between the two. Choosing is a science worth exploring.

After a day of hasty marching.

Luo Lin stared at the lion badge belonging to the Drummond family on the tall city wall, with an ugly expression.

The Wobe Fortress fell, and Rowling should have expected it long ago.

When the sentinel arrived in front of him, when he learned that Rabbs had rebelled, Rollin had expected it.

It's just that I have been unwilling to believe it, unwilling to believe that this is a fact, unwilling to believe the news that Kenlinde may be killed in battle.

"Hans, you lead the team yourself. I will hand over the Dragon Guards and the puppet squad to you. I want you to capture this fortified city within three days!"

Luo Lin pulled out the sharp sword inlaid with sapphires, pointed the sword forward, and let out a roar.

"Take orders, my lord."

A dull voice came from under the black visor, and Luo Lin's eyes became erratic and blurred.

Since only blood can make this fortress stronger, let's fight!
The melodious and heroic battle song was played, and Hans's first infantry regiment took the lead, followed by more than [-] elite soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Legion, ready to launch a battle at any time.

Because the Northern Border Legion lacked senior officers to command the battle, Luo Lin temporarily transferred a few system heroes with commanding abilities from the Dragon Guard Army to serve as temporary commanders.

Although they couldn't exert their maximum combat power due to lack of mutual understanding, it was already very good to be able to keep the formation in order.

Under the Wobei Fortress, Luo Lin gathered nearly [-] troops and set up a battle.

Earl Drummond, who had just conquered Fort Wobe by despicable means, immediately got the news that Fort Wobe had been encircled.

"Fifty thousand army? Whose banner is it? Is it the reinforcements sent by His Majesty the King to support us?"

Earl Drummond frowned and analyzed carefully. His first reaction was to think of the Kingdom's regular army. After all, there are too few territories that can gather [-] troops at once.

"No, no, they are fighting under the banner of the Caledonians, but the strange thing is that most of them are wearing the uniforms of soldiers from the Northern Xinjiang Legion."

The scout captain who came to report looked suspicious.

Indeed, since it is under the banner of the Galatians, why would they wear the military uniforms of the soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Legion?

Earl Drummond frowned even more, and a word 'Chuan' appeared on his forehead.

If it is true that the Northern Xinjiang Legion and the Carradicians colluded together, then this matter will explode!

The Northern Border Corps has been stationed in the key areas of the Northern Border all year round to defend against the attacks of the Beast Kingdom. Because of the frequent wars with the Beast Kingdom, the elimination rate of the soldiers of the Northern Border Legion is the highest among all regular armies of the Kingdom.

Correspondingly, their combat effectiveness is also the strongest.

It is not something to be happy about facing such a strong army.

Although Earl Drummond has been rejecting his conjecture in his heart, for some reason, he always feels that his useless son who always likes to perform miracles might really be able to do it.
If this is the case, how should he deal with himself?
"Go to the capital as soon as possible, tell His Majesty the king the situation here, and ask him to send reinforcements over as soon as possible."

Earl Drummond walked back and forth in the hall, "By the way, you sent someone to summon back the army of Earl Singla and Viscount Nolch, who left Fort Wobe yesterday."

Drummond walked eagerly in the hall. The news brought back by the scout captain was too important. If it was as he expected, then the current Fort Wobe would be like being on an active volcano. I don't know when it will explode completely.

Drummond is clear about the fighting power of the Northern Border Army. Before he inherited the earl's throne, he served in the Northern Border Army for a period of time. They are undoubtedly a symbol of elites who deal with death all day long.

(End of this chapter)