Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Rod and others returned to Djerber Castle early in the morning.

Centered on the Albuquerque castle, the Vigia light infantry was patrolled by hired crossbowmen and even a few peasants with pitchforks.

The heavy fog weather was a bit cold to the bones, but the old butler of this castle still chose to take his son to guard the city wall.

The master took almost all the fighting power in the castle to avenge. As the steward, he knew the danger but could not persuade him, because the man who died was the master's only son.

The long-standing Nordic noble Albuquer I will now be cut off from the blood, and will only be able to adopt from the remote branch in the future... Thinking of this, the old butler who has been loyal to the Albuque family for a lifetime also feels sad.

Soon, he no longer felt sad.

An arrow shot out of the thick fog hit the old housekeeper with an astonishing force, knocking the armored old man upside down and flying, and then fell from the wall in midair.

Even if the arrow just wasn't enough to kill, and falling from the nearly five-story city wall, it was definitely enough for the old butler to die.

The housekeeper's son glanced in horror at his father who was obviously dead under the inner wall of the city, and then he turned back to look at his murderer's enemy.

I saw that in the dense fog below the castle, faintly a dozen Vigia cavalry spread out and surrounded the castle, for the sake of the strong and fierce name in both Nord and Vigia. Viscount: William Custer!

This man holds a bow in one hand and takes an arrow in the other hand. Although riding on a horse is still stable and fierce, there is no nobleman who can come up from the civilian class with combat power to provoke him, and Viscount William is even more so. One of the best.

"Tell that old dog Albuque, I, William Custer, came to take his life."

Shooting seven arrows in a row, there is no virtual arrow, killing him.

Then Viscount William chose to retreat under the pressure of the arrow rain on the castle. He led his cavalry to hover under the castle like bloodthirsty wolves and roared, showing a ferocious aura like a burning flame.

"Viscount William, Earl Albuquerque has led the team to attack your lair in Djerber Castle. He is not in the castle." The old housekeeper's son shrank behind the city wall and shouted. He does not have the loyalty of his father, and lacks it. Brave enough, facing the wolf-like cavalry team led by Viscount William, watching the brutal guys who kicked the heads of the patrol scouts to play the ball, he just wanted to let the other party leave quickly.

"Big...sir, Viscount William is calling here, shall we light the information cigarette? What color?" A low-level soldier approached the old housekeeper's son and asked. The old housekeeper is dead, and all of the castle is suddenly left. The old man's only son became the backbone.

The news smoke in the castle is divided into three colors: black, blue, and red. Black means an enemy attack, blue means a fierce attack, and red means please come back quickly. We are about to break the city.

The three colors represent three different message commands.

The warrior's question made the old butler's son hesitate, but an arrow slammed through the warrior's head with a bang in front of him...Blood splashed his face.

"Light red cigarettes, light red cigarettes, you idiots!!"

A miserable howl sounded from the top of the city, but for a moment, blood-red smoke lifted from the castle, and seeing this scene, Viscount William pulled his horse away, and a group of more than ten riders disappeared on the city. In the sight of. They had no intention of actually attacking the city.

"I knew that Xiong, the principal of Albuquerque, was like this. We should bring more people over and take this castle in one fell swoop." An extremely strong axe knight drove his horse to Viscount William's body. Side, so said.

His name is Otto. He is an adjutant in the Cavalry of Viscount William. He is strong and bloodthirsty.

At this time, Viscount William was shot with an arrow on his left shoulder, not deep into the flesh. At this time, it was already pulled off by the Viscount. He treated and wrapped the wound by himself.

Even with the amazing bravery of Viscount William, an archer who can suppress a castle with one ride and one bow can't do it. This is the elite of Albuquerque Castle. Otherwise, more than ten rides over the city will be shot by Nord archers. Being a hedgehog is the only ending.

Although Nord is not well-known for bow and arrow shooting, it is not pure parallel imports after all.

With a condescending geographical advantage, even a shooter who was originally much weaker than Viscount William can pose a huge threat, especially when the number is superimposed to a certain level.

"What to do when we lay down this castle, we have to disperse our hands to manage the suppression... As long as the old dog of Albuque sees Xunyan rushing back, he will fall into the ambush and encirclement of our main force.

In the canyon terrain, the infantry and archers occupy the favorable terrain, and you and I led the cavalry to charge, and the two hundred Nords whose morale was declining back and forth rushed back and forth. How many do you think we can capture? Viscount William asked his deputy with a sneer on the horse, the man's eyes were burning with a frenzied fighting spirit.

"...But, Viscount. What if the old Elbuk didn't choose to return to the aid, but chose to continue attacking Djerber Castle? Although they were infantry, they would not be too far away from Djerber Castle at this time. , And our castle is the same."

"Otto, the old Elbuke does not have the willpower to make such a decision. The death of his only son really dazzled his mind, but in his heart he still cares more about the Elbuke Castle. It is him. The foundation of the family's inheritance from generation to generation, he can't give birth by himself, and inherits the family as if he had taken a son from a sideline.

What's more, he is an inherited veteran nobleman with little military merit. He cannot hold down the army like you and me. The relatives, wives and children of the Nord fighters are in the castle. It is difficult to see the military spirit floating after the emergency message. Suppressed... Even if the old Albuquer’s willpower and dominance were beyond my expectations, I have secretly told John, in case Elbuquer chooses to besiege Djerber Castle, he will be destroyed before the city breaks. It will bring you and my son out of the secret tunnel, and you and I have enough prestige to transform the anger of subordinates into a sword of killing. "Viscount William said slowly, and his lieutenant Otto was completely convinced by his drip-proof plan.

In the view of the Viscount, the success or failure of one city and one castle in this war is not important at all. As long as there are enough soldiers and horses in hand, it is enough to destroy the opponent before the morale of the party is completely collapsed.

At the same time, Rhodes and his party have also entered Djerbo Castle. The living area in the castle is slightly stronger than that of Mazan Village. Although the gray and dirty streets and the filthy pedestrians pass by, they are at least comparable. The pedestrians in the castle are more lively than the people in Mazan Village.

Zhu Peng, who was pulling the curtain in the ox cart, even saw a small tavern in the castle. This is a place that Rodr didn’t want to go to in the past. Compared with the high-end tavern in the big city like the Zhiva cart, it is in the castle. The tavern, it is too shabby in every way.

Entering the inner castle, the chief maid led everyone in the castle to welcome the return of the young master and the housekeeper. The men stood in the direction of the left hand, and the women stood in the direction of the right hand, saluting the boy who stepped out of the bullock cart.

Zhu Peng stepped out of the bullock cart and glanced at all the people giving gifts.

The looks and manners of adults are mostly submissive, and their faces are covered with exactly the same fleshy mask. In contrast, young children cannot cover their emotions so perfectly.

Although Zhu Peng’s personal attributes are poor, his highest mental power is as high as twelve points...It is said that people who are physically weak generally have relatively higher spiritual power, but people who are physically strong, whose spiritual power is affected by vigor and vitality. The oppression will be relatively low.

Of course, people with high energy, blood and spiritual power and talents are not uncommon among all of you.

The man on the left, especially in the expressions of the youth army, faintly showed contempt and disdain for his young master.

This is a kind of contempt for the weak, but when faced with the powerful coercion of the feudal nobles, they have to choose to endure. Once patience is no longer needed, I believe that these long-repressed negative emotions will be like volcanic eruptions. Burst out.

And among the girls on the right, most of the young girls secretly looked at Rod with admiration, especially some of the more beautiful ones, and the gaze towards their young master was fiercely greedy. .

With this look, Zhu Peng was almost aroused. This body was inherently inadequate, and he was overly addicted to drinking in his youth, otherwise his attributes would not be weaker than ordinary people, except for mental power. Consolidating Cynomorium and warming up the body are Zhu Peng's first things to do at this time.

The Wudang Chunyang School has a secret method of "building a foundation in a hundred days", which is for those disciples who have broken their virgin body and seek the way halfway. After the sun is stored for a hundred days, their physical fitness will be improved to a certain extent, supplemented by Zhu Pengdan's martial arts realm and spiritual will in Taoist Wonderland, combined with some drugs to make this body three to five times stronger, there is no problem.

The premise is that in this process, you must never get close to wine and wealth, or your body may collapse completely under the backlash.

However, how can these teenage spring-born girls in the castle understand Zhu Peng's unyielding spirit and accumulate Yuanyang's good intentions.

In the eyes of these girls who have been in contact with the strong and smelly men in the castle all day, Master Rod Custer’s fair skin, exquisite and handsome face, and even slender figure are all beautiful conditions that they like, especially the other party. He is also the favorite son of the Viscount, and being able to have an intimate relationship with him, whether for the future or the present, is a wonderful enjoyment that can produce rich returns.

Zhu Peng didn't care about the wolf-like gaze of the Youth Army, he was confident that he could tame it in a little time.

However, Zhu Peng suddenly recalled the greedy gaze of the lioness of the girls, the tragedy that he almost broke the power in the endless abyss...cherish life and stay away from women!

...The banquet that was greeted was rich but not luxurious, and one night passed...

Djerber Castle is not big, but it has all the internal organs.

The first-class blacksmith shop, the first-class market, the first-class tavern, the second-class prison, and the second-class barracks are all available.

Although from the perspective of Zhu Peng's "Yuanzhi", the levels of these buildings are not very high. It is obvious that the horses and high-quality weapons and armors are still in a state of need to be imported, but if they can successfully win over the long-term management of Albu K Castle, these disadvantages will be improved.

If he loses...Although he has not been in contact with Viscount William for a long time, Zhu Peng is deeply impressed by the aura of the opponent's body that has been refined through battles.

If there is not enough chance of winning, such a man would have taken his son and wealth to run away~www.readwn.com~ It would never be possible to hit the stone with a pebble.

Since he decides to fight, it means that he is quite sure in his heart, and it just depends on what kind of loss he takes.

After last night's greeting, one night has passed. Judging from the calculation of time, the decisive battle between Viscount William and Earl Albuquerque should have been divided into life and death.

Zhu Peng stood at the window of his room, and he lightly inhaled the slightly cold air, looking at the red sunrise rising in the distance.

On the plane of the wizard, the original sun was swallowed by the endless abyss. Instead, it was replaced by a large ball of light produced by the seal of the Demon Dragon King. It seemed to be the same, but it was not kind.

"A new day... a new beginning... I have to work hard to become stronger!"

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