Apocalyptic Dragonborn Lord

Chapter 115 The bandit crusade is complete!
Morton woke up from the chaotic state, and found that he was half-sinked in the swamp. The place that was covered with leaves and dead grass that looked like land was now a swamp with countless fractures floating on it. sawdust, and he himself got stuck in it.Behind him, many of his subordinates are now struggling in the black cement like him, but in vain, they will only sink deeper and deeper.

Now almost half of the bandits are stuck in the swamp, and the rest have run away.

"What the hell is going on!" Morton stretched out his hand in horror to grab something, but found that on the shore not far away, Stannis was squatting down and watching them comfortably, with a smirk on his face. full of smiles.

"You... What kind of magic did you use just now to make us lose our minds!" The leader roared crazily, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

Stannis hit him on the head with a wooden stick like a whack-a-mole, "You perverted sensuality, you ran here to die without even hearing the Dragon Roar of the Justin family, I'm the size of a 'Dragon Raider' Do you think your fame is given for nothing?"

"Help!" "I don't want to die in the swamp!" "Pull me up!"

The bandits who fell into the swamp began to howl for help. There is no way of death that can make people lose courage more than watching themselves being slowly swallowed up but powerless.

"How is it? Bandit master, do you want me to pull you up?" Stannis waved the stick in front of Morton. As long as he wanted, he could fish up all the bandits in the swamp.

Morton didn't speak, but the subordinates behind him immediately called for help. They didn't want to watch him die slowly.

"Fortunately for you, this lord has no hobby of killing people." Stannis clapped his hands and stood up, and said to Robert and Korodoff: "Both of you can fish them up, remember one at a time, and throw away all weapons Lose."

Robert, who was taking pleasure in other's misfortune, wailed, "No way, we still have to save this bunch of bad guys!"

Stannis glared at him, "You can do it if you tell it to, so much nonsense!"

Of course, he didn't save them for nothing, but he thought about it. If he could incorporate this group of people into his army, it would undoubtedly greatly improve his strength.

Humming, Robert and Korodov picked up a thick wooden stick together, stretched it down for someone to grab, and then pulled them out together.

Before those bandits were fished out, Stannis shook his finger to warn them, "Don't be tempted, if I see you have other little tricks, my archers will have fresh human targets~~ "

The lord was not trying to scare them, because behind him, dozens of archers were aiming at them with full bowstrings.

After a while, almost all the bandits were pulled to the shore. They were covered in water and mud and shivered there. The fear of death had not dissipated. Of course, these people had no idea of ​​resistance.

But the last diehard still resisted to the end, and that was the bandit leader Morton. Although he had only one head and two hands exposed, he still didn't seem to be very submissive.

"You despicable villain! If my big brother 'Bloodbone' Pahlavi finds out about this kind of indecent method, he will never let you go!"

Stannis's nose was going to be crooked with a smile, what is there to be afraid of a bandit king, "I'm scared to death~~ I said, are you going to come up?"

Morton glanced at the body that was about to be drowned, thinking that he was really unwilling to die like this, so he had to give in, "Okay, okay, noble lord, pull me up!"

Stannis immediately assigned Robert to find someone. In fact, he felt that this guy looked quite capable. It would be a pity if he died like this. This is the most important thing for him who is in urgent need of talents. As for his relationship with Lucia Conflicts can only be settled later.

Because this big guy is the heaviest and the deepest, so Robert and Korodovla are particularly struggling to pull. Even Stannis had to run to the front to help, and the three of them finally pulled Morton out at the cost of almost collapse. pull up.

The lord who was slumped on the ground panting heavily commented: "It's time for you to lose weight."

Morton was also panting on the ground. He turned his head and saw that his ax had sunk into the swamp without even a bubble coming up.

"Ha, ha, you can kneel down and serve me now!"

Morton raised his head, and the lord felt that there was something wrong with the other person's eyes, "Allegiance to...you?"

After finishing speaking, Morton suddenly jumped up from the ground, and at the same time drew out the short knife that had been hidden for a long time from behind, and rushed towards Stannis. It happened so suddenly that everyone present had no time to react.

"Go to hell, bastard!" Morton just pretended to beg for mercy just now, but he had actually made up his mind to kill the lord.

"Fuck, trust between people!" Stannis, who was in extreme shock, could foresee that his throat would be cut the next moment.

Suddenly, Stannis felt a gust of wind behind him, and a blue light passed him quickly and pierced between Morton's eyebrows.

The bandit leader stopped moving, and then red blood oozed from between his eyebrows, and the range gradually lengthened, extending from head to bottom into a thin red line.

Morton wanted to open his mouth to say something, but his body had split into two pieces and fell to the left and right, with the internal organs gushing out.When Stannis was covered in blood, he clearly saw a mass of white soul being pulled out of the body and flying towards a sword.

It was Batesmore's hand. The blue light just now was emitted from his still blue blade, and the soul was finally absorbed by this sword.But only Stannis could see this, because the mercenary captain shot so fast that the sword was still in the scabbard as if it hadn't been drawn out.He looked at the swordsman who shot, and found that the other party was making a goose egg gesture to him, which meant adding money.

"Hey, why is this guy splitting into two parts suddenly?" Robert didn't feel disgusted by this tragic way of death, but was more curious about what made him die.

However, this curiosity was quickly diluted by the joy of victory. The gang of bandits who had already surrendered saw that even their boss had died in such an unexplained manner, and they lost their fighting spirit even more, and quickly bowed their knees to express their surrender to Stannis.

Watching forty or fifty people kneel to him, Stannis finally felt the thrill of being a conqueror, but his ambition was far more than that.

The knight commander came over and asked, "My lord, what should we do with these captives? Should we release them or sell them to slave traders?"

slave?Stannis hated this kind of system deeply. He never thought that slavery still existed in this world. "Choose them, select forty strong ones to join the army, and drive the rest to farm. As for slaves, this word will not be allowed in the future." Mention it in front of me!"

Korodov didn't know why the lord would be so angry. In this era, it is normal for rich nobles to be redeemed and poor soldiers to be sold as slaves. The winner can get money, and the loser Fang also doesn't have to bother about redeeming the captives, which is a battlefield principle that everyone is happy with.

Stannis ignored them, and asked the knight commander to command his men to escort the prisoners, and pack the captured equipment and materials back into boxes.

(End of this chapter)