Lord Roar

Chapter 433

Holt breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the knight guards say that the invading enemies were only a few hundred people.

Fortunately, there are only a few hundred people in the area. The Guards Knight Legion and the soldiers of the Bucks Federation add up to about [-] people. The Rubble Castle should be safe for the time being.

But after thinking about it, Holt always felt that something was wrong, and asked a little surprised: "Hundreds of people? How can there be a siege with only a few hundred people? Who is it if it is not the Holy See?"

The guard knight subconsciously glanced at Hank who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, and quickly said, "It's a barbarian, and there are also giants and dwarves!"

"What? Could it be...Could it be. The Bloodhoof Tribe?" Holt gasped. Damn it, it might as well be the Holy See Heretics Crusade Legion.

The Holy See pagan crusade legion is terrible, but the Bloodhoof tribe is even more vicious.

There are at least precedents for the Holy See Pagan Crusade Legion to win or lose.

Let’s look at the Bloodhoof Tribe again. They fought barbarians, the Holy See, and orcs, and they were invincible. They have never been defeated since their debut, especially the son of the chief’s chaos. Rumor has it that flaws will be reported with violent personality. Anyone who offends him, now None of them ended well.

The guard knight nodded, and said bitterly: "One, a young man who claims to be Chief Bloodhoof, let the gatekeeper pass on a message to you."

Holt's upper and lower gums started to fight a little bit, so he was as calm as before, and asked tremblingly, "Say... what did you say?"

"Ask if you have seen a sloppy alchemist who claims to be Hank, if... if you see it, let him go, if you don't let him go, he... he will kill... kill you The whole family! He also said that if you say it out loud, you keep your word, and if you say kill your whole family, you will definitely kill your whole family."

"Bloodhoof tribe, I'm too deceitful, I..." Holt took a few deep breaths, and continued to pretend to be calm: "I, Holt, have already declared my allegiance to His Majesty Black Jack. He thought that threatening me like this , will I be afraid?"

Hank suddenly felt a great sense of happiness surround him.

Your Excellency Allen, he is really here!Even if you die now, it is worth thousands of dollars.

Hank opened his eyes and glanced at Holt contemptuously. I don't know if you are afraid of His Excellency Allen's threat, but I know that you are trembling now when you speak.

The guard knight hesitated for a moment, as if he had something to say.

After Holt noticed it, he lifted his spirits and said, "What else did you say, you tell me everything."

The guard knight gritted his teeth, and then continued: "The young man also said that if you are stubborn, he will not only kill your whole family, but also let his dark magician draw your soul and your soul. The souls of your whole family are all driven into the cracks in the void, and he will not let anyone who is related to you be spared, even if you go out for a walk, whoever smiles at you, he will not let go."

Hank looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the villain really needs to be tortured by the villain.

Holt's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't choose what to say: "Gods above, this son of chaos is actually so evil, the Holy See, the Holy See doesn't care?"

As soon as the words fell, a deafening sound came from outside. Holt was almost paralyzed by fright, and stammered: "Could it be... is it a siege?"

The guard knight said helplessly: "The young man said it, and he gave you a moment to think about it."

"A moment? He... He's not being reasonable. It will take half an hour to go from the gate of Ruinstone Castle to the Lord's Mansion!" Holt looked bewildered, obviously at a loss.

The warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe gathered five hundred yards from the gate of Stonebreaker.

Under the leadership of De Niro, the Titan Aviation Group restrained the Griffin to sit on the ground.

And there came two giants, Samson and Clios.

Allen brought so few people here.

It's not that the giant is useless, because he has recently learned to be thrifty.

Every time I take a group of giants out to fight, no matter whether the giants are useful or not, when I return to the camp, I will say that they are exhausted and have to eat and drink to reward themselves.

So this time Allen only brought the Samson brothers over, in order to save food.

Brothers Samson and Clios, each carrying a siege engine, chatted and smashed the hammer on the catapult, absent-minded.

It doesn't matter whether the boulders helping to burn the bottle hit the gate of the Rubble Fort, anyway, they just let go of it, chattered a few words, and put a boulder.

Titan Airlines also dispatched 50 people, and half of the incendiary bottles and hand crossbows were loaded.

Because there is no need, a small gravel castle, if it is not for the purpose of attracting Black Jack to show up, the Bloodhoof tribe does not need to besiege the city with great fanfare.

Janna and Prince Scott didn't follow, because Allen was afraid of meeting Sadido's soldiers. No matter how difficult Janna was, after all, these soldiers were all members of the orthodox royal family in name.

However, Allen's worries are completely superfluous. Princess Janna didn't come because she was studying combat deployment with Meng Rui in the camp. Starting from Rubble Fortress, she planned to fight all the way to Sadido The capital is gone.

It is said to be a siege, but it is just going through the motions. If you really want to start, a hundred barbarian warriors and two dragons will get it done.

The two fourth-tier dragons who were newly promoted as personal bodyguards, Brad and Ruin, followed Alan closely.

Like watching children in kindergarten, Cliff told Brad in Dragon City that if Alan lost a hair, he would break one of Brad's fingers.

Not only the two dragons, but more than 100 other pairs of eyes, all looked at Alan's big butt.

At this time, Allen was lying in the haystack with his big butt pouted, as if he had picked up a treasure, and burst into laughter from time to time.

"What are you all doing in a daze, come over here and pull the weeds." Allen turned back and shouted: "Be careful, don't break the rhizome."

Seeing that the chief had spoken, the soldiers unloaded their weapons, followed Alan's appearance, and started pulling weeds with their big buttocks pouted.

Brad asked curiously: "Boss, what is this plant for? Is it highly poisonous after refining? Is it powerful?"

Allen rolled his eyes, too lazy to explain, and he couldn't explain.

Ever since Brad and Ruin became his personal bodyguards, Allen has a deeper understanding of Brad.

It turned out that it was okay not to understand, but after understanding it, Allen really had a headache.

It's okay to destroy this defeated general. Although he has a bad face, the three sticks can't make a fart. Although it is an eyesore, he doesn't speak.

But this guy Brad is not only an eyesore, but also a lot of nonsense, and this guy is purely a real war madman.

This guy belongs to the mid-level managers in Dragon City, so he doesn't need to be restricted in his freedom.

Usually, if you have nothing to do, you will go for a walk in the territory of the major forces.

This guy does two things, one is to fight, and the other is to sleep with women.

Elves, Beamon orcs, noble ladies of the human race, old barbarian women, and even female druids, there is nothing he hasn't slept with.

Fortunately, this guy is not a Tianlong clan. If Brad is a Tianlong clan, it is estimated that Cliff will have to devote all his strength to let him sleep in all races on the mainland to reproduce.

Not only does he sleep with women, this guy also loves fighting.

Participated in the gladiator finals, mingled with the heathen crusade army to fight, ran to Beamon's territory to harm the orcs, and went to the extreme north to find the extreme north sword master.

Moreover, he is also a restless master in Dragon City. He fights for three days and fights for two days. I have to say that this guy has a high innate advantage. He cleaned up all the third-tier giant dragons one by one, and then advanced.

In Raging Flame Dragon City, he is an unbeatable hob meat. Ordinary dragons will run away when they see him.

There is a place in Flaming Dragon City called Dragon Prison, which is dedicated to punishing the punished dragons.

Since he was born in the eggshell until now, Brad's family has almost been placed in the Dragon Prison.

Destroyed went in once, so I was so afraid that I didn't want to, and when I mentioned Dragon Language, there was a vibrato.

When Brad entered the Dragon Prison, it was like going back to his mother's house to visit. He fought and caused trouble in the Dragon City, entered the Dragon Prison to be punished, recovered from his injuries after he came out, continued to fight, and then entered the Dragon Prison to be punished.

This guy also loves hand-to-hand combat. As a green wood-type dragon, he is bigger than an earth-type dragon, and he doesn't know what he ate to grow up.

Although it was a Tier [-] dragon, if he didn't compete in elemental magic, he would beat a Tier [-] dragon as if he was playing, and he wouldn't accept it.

When Cliff asked his tribe to protect Alan, this guy was the No. 1 choice.

Allen has always been a little suspicious that Dragon City might not be able to restrain Brad, so he sent him to his side, just out of sight and out of mind.

Seeing that Allen ignored him, Brad asked again: "Boss, when are we going to attack the city, why don't you guys be busy first and give me a quarter of an hour, and I'll get rid of all the stubborn knights inside." Is it okay to die?"

"Take a break, I'm not here to kill people, but to save people."

"Oh, after saving people in a while, give me a quarter of an hour, and I'll kill the people in the city, okay?"

After sending Brad away, Alan dug out the plant juice on the ground, drooling.

The little old man Fan Di came over suspiciously and said: "The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, the battle is ahead, what kind of grass do you let the soldiers pull up, be careful that you will suffer a lot if you do this in the future, I can tell you, I am the old man of Fan Di's family." Your little life is in your hands, be careful that one day the boat capsizes in the gutter."

I don't blame Fan Di Moji Allen, how comfortable and comfortable he is now in the blood hoof tribe. Lang Ningte is as filial as his third grandson, and his daughter gave birth to a big fat boy, who is in his arms every day Babbling, but all of this is based on the safety of the Bloodhoof camp. As the supreme leader, Allen has been out of shape all day. Of course, the little old man is worried, otherwise it is impossible not to hold his grandson in the camp , ran to Sadido to besiege the city with the soldiers.

Alan knew that Fan Di was doing it for his own good, so he kept nodding in agreement, but stared at a green plant in his hand without blinking.

Fan Di, a knowledgeable little old man, looked at the plant in Allen's hand and said, "This is a solitary grave grass, a plant of the Solanaceae family, which can be seen everywhere in Sadido, and it is usually used by Sadido soldiers to ignite and transmit signals. Don’t you have teleportation crystals and barbarian herbs, what’s the use of this?”

Allen smiled and said, "Smack it!"

"Smoking?" Fan Di didn't know why, so he sighed and left. It seemed that he was going to debug the catapult.

The little old man Fan Di couldn't understand Alan's sloppy appearance all day long, and secretly warned himself that if his eldest grandson was as out-of-shape as Alan in the future, he would directly interrupt his grandson's dog legs.

This kind of solitary grave grass was just discovered by Allen by accident. After he led the soldiers out of the portal, the scouts wandering outside the city of Rubble Castle lit this kind of solitary grave grass as a warning.

Allen didn't take it seriously at first, but after smelling it a few times, he was overjoyed.

He doesn't know why the solitary grave is not solitary. He knows that after the leaves of this plant are dried and ignited, the taste is exactly the same as that of a cigar, but it is a bit too choking. If it is further processed, the taste will be better.

So Allen is not calm anymore, and he is not in a hurry to attack the Rubble Castle. He will pull out all these solitary grave weeds first.

(End of this chapter)