Apocalyptic Dragonborn Lord

Chapter 164 Winter Snow Falls
Just when Stannis was so cold that he couldn't stand it, a figure rushed in. It was the younger brother Robert, holding a small wooden bucket in his hand, which was filled with black viscous liquid.

"Boss, don't worry, I'm here to help you get rid of the cold!" After Robert finished speaking, he took a spoonful of the black liquid and poured it on the firewood.

In an instant, the flames blazed brightly, and a violent shock wave of light and heat rushed towards Stannis, like a huge blue fire rising slowly in the shape of a mushroom after a mini-nuclear explosion.But what surprised him even more was that at the moment when the flame rose, he seemed to see the faces of countless people evaporate from it.

But now, Stannis finally doesn't feel cold, he even feels very stuffy. After throwing away the sheets and taking off his coat, Stannis still feels extremely hot. He lay down on the window sill and blew the cold wind to cool down .

"What's so good about this fuel, oil?" Stannis turned his head and asked curiously.

"It's oil." Stannis corrected him patiently, "It's also called dead man's oil. It's extracted from dead people buried underground for thousands of years."

"Dead man's oil!" Stannis didn't expect that he was relying on corpse oil to keep warm. The thought of such a thing made him extremely disgusted. You can figure it out, why don't you dig up some dead people's bones and build a bed for me to sleep on!"

Robert was very surprised. Could it be that the world that the traveler came from was not heated with hot oil?
"Oh, boss, don't play your temper anymore! Have you forgotten that Xilu has always used hot oil for heating? These things are very expensive. I begged for a long time before I got this from Albert's stall. Come."

Now Robert has been able to unconsciously remind Stannis not to slip up, lest he be exposed by others.

"Ah!" Stannis, who knew he had made a slip of the tongue, quickly covered it up, "Oh, look at my memory! I seem a little out of control when I hear the word "dead."

Anyway, oil and coal are also transformed from dead matter. Thinking of this, his heart is at ease.

Seeing that Robert was not entangled, Stannis slowly walked back to the fireplace. Curiously, he scooped up a spoonful of pitch-black oil and poured it on the fire again. This time, it was the same as before, accompanied by a brilliant flame like a nuclear flame. In an instant, a large group of hazy human faces appeared from it and then dispersed.

Maybe these faces are the former owners of these oils!Stannis thought, there are indeed too many amazing things to explore in the fantasy world.

However, it was finally warming up now, and Stannis was going to catch up on a good sleep in the warm atmosphere to make up for the losses of the past few days.

However, as one wished, the gate of the castle was suddenly opened, and a person ran in hurriedly from the outside. It was Bachelor Romon. If it weren't for his age, just based on his galloping movements, it would be hard for others to believe that this old man is this year. Seventy to six.

"Old man, have you been frozen like this? Come here and get warm!" Stannis habitually made fun of him.

But the panting Bachelor Romond ignored his teasing at all, but raised a letter in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Command! Duke Garcia summons you to send troops for him!"

"Is there any mistake? If you have to send troops in such a cold day, you won't be able to live a good year!" Stannis pulled his hair and was about to go crazy.

When the lord heard that the Garcia family had issued an order in such a ghostly weather to send troops in the snow and ice, he was immediately angry.

"Your Excellency, you don't want to refuse the call again!"

Maester Romon saw his thoughts and was a little panicked.

Now is not the time for the Garcia family to turn their backs, Stannis took a breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart and asked in a kind tone: "Then, bachelor, what reason does the duke use for me to send troops this time?"

Bachelor Romon glanced at the letter paper again, and the livid color on his face deepened several layers.

"A family in the north has lost contact..."

Stannis almost didn't laugh out loud, "Is there any mistake? It's enough to send a few scouts to scout out such things as losing contact. It's too much of a fuss to gather the army!"

But Bachelor Romon continued: "I haven't finished yet, Your Excellency, now it's not as simple as confirming why we lost contact, but to find out why this family was completely destroyed."

"What's Hell! There will be such a big event like extermination! Isn't it safe for the lord to hide in the castle? How could he be slaughtered without anyone knowing?" As the lord, Stannis felt a sense of danger Come on.

Bachelor Romon shook his head. This matter is indeed too unbelievable. "No one knows the specific situation now, so His Highness Garcia decided to organize an army to investigate for the sake of insurance, and you are lucky to be selected."

"Damn, it's not my turn to do good things, and I'll be thinking of this kind of errands!" Stannis shook his head helplessly, this time he's going to be on the reconnaissance team, maybe he can also be a guest detective.

"Shout my allies, this time we will send troops together, if I am half frozen to death, they don't want to sit by the stove to be happy!" Stannis gave the order with the idea of ​​dragging people into the water.

But Bachelor Romon said he was powerless, "I'm really sorry, Your Excellency, I'm afraid it won't work this time, because the Lords to fight are all determined by His Royal Highness the Duke! It's not up to you to decide."

Stannis was about to go crazy. He originally wanted to bring his allies to show his face in front of many lords, but he didn't expect that such a small show off would not work.

"Okay, then count 60 archers and let's go!" Stannis put on his coat and put the sword into the scabbard.

"Just bring the archers?" Korodov, who came out of nowhere, asked suspiciously. Stannis clearly remembered that he was still training cavalry on the horse farm just now.

Stannis still gave an affirmative answer, "Of course, if you bring infantry, it means that you must fight hand-to-hand, and you will die in hand-to-hand combat. Now, the death of a soldier can make me feel distressed for a long time, so I decided to go with it." Just take the archers to hide behind and shoot arrows from a distance. As for hand-to-hand combat, leave it to the subordinates of other lords."

Korodov nodded half-understood. Although he knew that what he said was all nonsense, he was too lazy to refute.

"This time, it's fine for Luoba to follow me alone. You all stay at home and take care of the house!"

Stannis has already made up his mind that the cost of sending troops this time must be kept to a minimum, and at the same time, manpower is needed for the construction of the port, and these free labor forces are not in vain.

(End of this chapter)