Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 32 The enemy is coming

  Jana thought about it, and felt that it was better to run away quickly.

"I'm really sorry, Lord Baron. My small business can't afford a war. I have to leave quickly. May the gods bless you to win. I'll leave the goods here, and I'll collect the money when I come next time. "

  Once a person falls into a state of panic, they can’t think properly. As soon as Janna said this, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said immediately:

   "It still doesn't work. If my goods are lost in the war, then I will die, and I have to take the goods with me."

  In stark contrast to Janna's panic, Robin still sat firmly, picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip calmly, and said:

"Miss Janna, if I were you, I wouldn't choose to leave here at this time. As we speak, the enemy may have arrived nearby. Once you leave Raging City, I can't guarantee your safety. , stay here, I can protect you."

  Jana heard that Robin's words made sense. She was helpless to find that she was in the same predicament as when she met the jackal in the delivery last time. Did she choose to advance or retreat with Robin? Or run away alone?

   She chose to stand with Robin last time, and the result was very good. Robin repelled the gnolls and made her a small profit. The heads of those gnolls were sold for a good price in Silver Frost City.

  The red scarf hesitated for a while, she looked down at Robin, who was also looking back at her with a smile on his face, that smile was full of confidence, as if he had already won.

  Seeing Robin's smiling face, Janna's beating heart suddenly stabilized. Although this man was always causing trouble for herself, it was strange to say that as long as he was by her side, Janna felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, as if he could really do anything.

  At this time, an iron guard sentry suddenly ran into the wooden building lobby. He looked out of breath, and seemed to be running all the way back.

  He ignored Janna who was standing aside, walked straight to Robin, and knelt down on one knee.

   "Report to the leader! Fifteen miles to the west of the territory, we found the army of the goblin tribe, and they are coming!"

  Robin listened, put down the water glass calmly, looked up and gave Janna a mean smile: "It seems that you can't leave."

Janna's face was a little pale, and she sat back on the chair weakly, gave Robin a hard look with her big beautiful eyes, and said aggrievedly: "My dear Lord Baron, I really have never met you. Good thing."

   Robin laughed and stood up, the expression on his face changed immediately, and he shouted: "Notify all iron guards and elves, assemble!"

The long and loud horn of challenge sounded over the territory, and the calm city of Raging Waves immediately became busy. There were dense but unhurried footsteps everywhere in the territory. Women and children who had gone out returned to the village one after another. Iron guards and half-elves rushed to the lord government assembly,

The caravan guards who were resting in the open space didn't know what happened, but the howling horns above their heads and the tense and chilling atmosphere in the village told them that nothing good happened. They all stood up and looked at the village blankly. Everyone's faces were full of doubts and panic.

  At this time, Janna came back, and the caravan guards immediately seemed to have found the backbone, and they all surrounded her with a huff.

   "Captain, what happened?" Everyone asked eagerly.

  Janna sighed with a depressed face: "There is going to be a war."

   "War?!"

  The caravan guards immediately exploded. They were only responsible for transporting goods and ensuring the safety of the caravan. It was no problem for them to expel a few wilderness robbers, but they couldn't do such a horrible thing as fighting a war.

  In recent years, the empire has not been peaceful. War is a meat grinder. Everyone knows the consequences of being involved in a war, and everyone shows a horrified expression.

  The yellow-haired rookie driving the car before heard that there was going to be a war, his face turned pale with fright, and his heartbeat seemed to have missed half a beat for an instant.

   "Captain, what should we do?"

   "My lord won't let us go to the battlefield, will he?"

You ask him a question while everyone is in a mess, Janna also knows that the group of caravan guards are frightened, so she hastened to appease her: "Don't be afraid, everyone, Lord Baron will win this war, and we don't need to go to the battlefield. Just watch the battle from the sidelines.”

  Actually, Janna herself has no idea, but in order to appease everyone, she can only pretend to be full of confidence in Robin.

  The comfort of the red turban failed to completely dispel the panic of everyone, and the panic still spread among the caravan guards, but at this time they had no other choice but to pray that the baron here could win the war.

   On the other side, in the open space in front of the main gate of the Lord's Mansion, fifty iron guards and sixty elf archers had assembled. They formed two phalanxes, one led by Simon and the other led by Aisha.

  Whether it is iron guards or elf archers, all soldiers have been fully prepared. They hold weapons and wear armor. There is no fear on the face of each soldier, and their eyes are even full of desire for war.

  The iron guards are eager to fight, and the elves are eager for revenge. They are surrounded by a cold and murderous aura. They are like swords coming out of their bodies, exuding a cold killing intent.

  Robin came out of the wooden building, also fully armed. He was wearing leather armor, with a long sword hanging on his waist, and his face was as cold as a piece of ice.

  He walked up to his soldiers, checked the equipment of the soldiers in the first row one by one, straightened the armor of the iron guard, and adjusted the hat of the elf archer.

  He walked around, and then stood still in front of everyone, his eyes swept over each soldier in turn, with a murderous smile on his face.

  He said loudly: "The enemy is coming, I didn't say anything, kill them!"

"kill!"

  The iron guards were the first to roar. These highland barbarians were like a group of man-eating tigers, their eyes seemed to glow red.

  The desire to fight and win runs deep in the blood of every Highlander, and they can't wait to smash their enemies to pieces!

   Relatively speaking, elf archers appear calmer, which is related to the more reserved national character of elves. However, calm does not mean that there is no anger in their hearts.

The faces of all the elf warriors were frighteningly cold. Last time they were almost slaughtered, the fire of vengeance was burning in their hearts. Everyone wanted to turn this anger into the arrow of death and shoot it into the enemy's head. .

  The naturally loud voices of the highlanders, the deafening shouts of the iron guards resounded throughout Rage City, and frightened the caravan guards who were watching from a distance.

   Then, Robin waved his hand and ordered: "Array!"

  The Iron Guard and the elves immediately took action. At this moment, Janna ran over full of worry and asked Robin, "My lord Baron, what is your battle plan?"

   "Battle plan?" Robin laughed. "Miss Janna, let me tell you, in things like war, talent is doomed three times, seven percent depends on hard work, and the remaining ninety percent depends on recklessness!"

   After speaking, the lord walked away with his chest held high and his head held high, leaving behind a stunned red turban.

  If these words came from other lords, Janna would definitely call them crazy, but when they came from Robin, there was nothing wrong with them.

   I’ve seen it all, give me a recommendation ticket

  (end of this chapter)