Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 24 Aisha (please collect, please recommend)

  Although the Gnolls were wiped out, the half-elf tribe did not relax their vigilance. Instead, they became more nervous, because Robin's side was obviously much stronger than the Gnolls.

  The wilderness is always in danger, and the enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend. No one knew if the overly strong human lord in front of him would kill them half-elves on a whim.

The half-elf warrior tightly held the spear in his hand, and the crossbowman quietly re-stringed the hand crossbow. The whole half-elf tribe tensed up, and the nervousness spread silently in the tribe. Everyone seemed to be able to hear the thud of their companions. heartbeat.

  The half-elf's small movements and iron guards all saw it, but they didn't take it seriously. How could the lion care about the sheep's thoughts? The group of rough guys burst into mocking laughter.

  Although the half-elfs had lost the glory of their ancestors, they were still proud in their bones. Being ridiculed by the iron guards like this, the white faces of many half-elf warriors immediately flushed red, and all kinds of shame, anger, and helplessness mixed together in their hearts.

   But after all, they didn't dare to make unnecessary moves, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of accidentally angering this group of murderous monsters.

  In the face of absolute strength, their poor self-esteem is particularly ridiculous.

  Robin crossed his arms and looked at the group of half-elves provocatively. He wanted to see what the group of half-elves were going to do? Although Robin has a heart of cherishing talents, if these half-elves don't know good from bad, he doesn't mind destroying them on the spot.

  Simon walked up to Robin. He seemed to be still interested in the battle just now, and asked Robin: "Boss, do you want to **** with these sharp ears? As long as you speak, I promise to solve the battle within a hundred numbers."

  The straight-line distance between the two sides was less than a hundred steps, and the half-elves were in a carriage and disabled, so they couldn't run fast at all. The iron guards could catch up with them with a single charge, and they couldn't escape at all.

   Robin: "Wait."

  At this time, the female half-elf standing on the roof of the car shouted to the other clansmen: "Clansmen, put away your weapons."

  Then, she jumped off the roof of the car, handed the longbow and short knife to the same clan, and walked slowly by herself.

   When she got closer, Robin finally saw her face clearly.

  Even in the half-elf tribe known for their beauty, this female half-elf is exceptionally beautiful.

  She looks only about twenty years old, her skin is as white as porcelain, her facial features are as delicate as a work of art, her eyes are as beautiful as emeralds, and her long golden hair is smoother and more elegant than satin.

  She walked over on the grass, and the afterglow of the setting sun hit her body, plating a layer of gold on her graceful body. She is like a goddess in classical mythology, so beautiful that it fascinates the world.

  Even Gao Tiwei, who has always sneered at weak beauties, couldn't help but be captured by the beauty of the female half-elf at this moment, showing stupid expressions all of them.

  Robin couldn't help sighing in his heart: What a beautiful woman.

  But after sighing, the lord immediately became wary, because he knew that beauty is a woman's weapon, and the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is.

  And half-elves generally live longer than humans. Although they have no ancestors to live, they are still long-lived species today. Robin made a malicious guess in his heart: she looks quite young, God knows how old she is this year?

The female half-elf walked up to Robin, first put her arms around her belly, bowed slightly, gave a polite salute, and then said: "Hello, my respected lord, I am Aisha, and this half-elf Leader of the tribe, thank you for saving our tribe."

  Her voice is also very nice, and her tone of voice is ups and downs when she speaks, as if she is playing a beautiful movement.

   What an almost perfect woman.

   "My name is Robin, and I'm the lord of Raging Waves City. Don't be too happy, I didn't say to help you for free."

  Robin doesn't care if the other party is a beautiful woman or not. In line with the excellent tradition of plucking wild geese, since you pass by Lao Tzu's territory, you have to leave something behind, not to mention that Lao Tzu saved your family's life.

  Seeing that the other party is a person who can communicate, Aisha's tense heart can't help but relax a bit. She is afraid that the other party will not want anything and will kill you. As long as you can communicate normally, there is room for maneuver.

"Dear Lord Robin, as you can see, all of our clan and properties are here, and we are certainly willing to repay your life-saving grace. It's just that we have suffered heavy casualties, and many soldiers may not be able to survive tonight. We urgently need your help."

  Aisha said it sincerely, with tears in her eyes, coupled with her beautiful face, even the hard-hearted highland barbarians couldn't help but soften their hearts.

  The current situation of the half-elf tribe is indeed very bad. Almost all the soldiers are injured. If they force their way now, many seriously injured people will definitely die on the way.

  And the wasteland is full of dangers. Their semi-disabled state is like a big piece of fat walking.

  Although she still can't fully trust this Lord Robin, Aisha has no other better choice at the moment. Rather than being cannibalized by the natives in the wasteland, it is better to gamble on this man in front of him.

  Robin was delighted to see that the other party took the initiative to post it. He was thinking about how to take this half-elven tribe for his own use. Since the other party sent it to the door, there is no reason not to. First frame them into your own territory, and then you can't help them whether to go or stay.

   "Okay, my territory is nearby, you can come with me. But I am not responsible for helping you, my territory does not provide food and medicine, you can figure out your own way."

   Robin said this not simply because he was stingy, but because the resources in the territory were tight. With three hundred more mouths, he didn't have any extra food to feed these half-elves.

  As for medicines, they are even more scarce resources. Fortunately, the highlanders have strong bodies, and they are basically free from illnesses and disasters. Even if they break their legs and lie down for ten and a half months, they will heal themselves.

   "Thank you very much for your generosity. We only need a safe place to rest, and we don't bother with the rest." The half-elf bowed to Robin gratefully.

   "May the light of the elves shine on you."

  …

   Robin and the others did not return to Rage City until the sun had completely set and the sky in the east had gradually darkened.

  Actually, Robin and the iron guards could have walked faster if the half-elven tribe hadn't followed behind. But the half-elf had no choice but to bring not only the supplies of the whole clan, but also a bunch of wounded, so they couldn't go fast enough.

  In stark contrast to the energetic iron guards, the morale of the half-elves was extremely low. Their whole family was almost slaughtered, and many of their companions left them forever. This blow was too heavy.

  Robin designated a place for the half-elves to settle down, right next to the highlander's village.

  Of course he didn't fully trust Aisha. When no one was around, he whispered to Simon, "Send someone to keep an eye on these half-elves."

  Although with the fighting power and state of this group of half-elves, Robin doesn't think they will be stupid enough to make small moves under his nose, but he must pay more attention to everything.

  The half-elf's more than twenty carriages stopped in the open space, and Aisha began to organize people to build a camp.

  Her heart was as sad as the other half-elves, but the rest of the people would continue to live. This strong female patriarch could only suppress the pain in her heart and pretend to be brave and strong in front of her tribe.

  Robin stood on the top of the hill, watching the half-elves below busy unloading various supplies from the carriage, and setting up green tents in the open space.

  He suddenly felt that life is really wonderful. He only brought the iron giant guards with him when he went out this time, but when he came back, there were more than 300 more people in the territory.

  (end of this chapter)