living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 114 Blood Wolves
Of course, Julian's appearance was also planned. This suggestion was put forward by Mu Lan. The purpose was to tell everyone that His Royal Highness is the most orthodox heir of Noswar and the monarch who will rule the mainland in the future. Drahi is an ambitious conspirator and a brutal usurper. He wants to harm Willenburg for the sake of power. Of course, such things as cutting off supplies and not sending troops to support must be exposed.

Then Julian ordered several soldiers who performed outstandingly in the battle to be knights. Roy was one of them. His excited eyes were red and his hands were trembling slightly. He was the kind of knight who rides a horse and wears windy armor. I don't know how many people's dream, he fantasized countless times that he would become the protagonist of the knight in the legend, deeply loved by the girls in the city, and he would faint when thinking about his happiness.

Julian patted Roy's shoulder in exchange for a flattered and excited expression. He smiled and said, "Do well, you are very young and have great potential. I look forward to the moment when you become my general in the future."

Roy knelt down on one knee, but was lifted up by Julian. He gave a serious military salute. His mind was filled with heroic words inspired by one sentence. He wished he could immediately fight for His Highness, rush into the capital and kill the dog Regent. Give the world a peaceful and prosperous world.

Of course it is necessary to put on a show. Looking at the soldiers as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, Shi Zhengyang knew that he had already succeeded halfway. He lives and dies together, and is a wise king worthy of support.

But the premise of everything is the halo of prince on his head. There are still distinctions between superior and inferior in this world. General Roland in the remote Willenburg is already the biggest official they have ever seen. There is nothing more awe-inspiring than the title of prince. Yes, coupled with the prince's promise that all those who support him will be rewarded, and their families will also receive excellent protection. From the spiritual level to practical benefits, the enthusiasm of the soldiers was instantly mobilized.

On the other side of the battlefield, in the tent of the barbarian army, several men and women in modern costumes were also discussing.

"When did the barbarian chiefs attack the city in an all-round way? I haven't killed anyone yet. My hands are itchy!" A trendy woman in sexy shorts complained. There was a flying knife floating in her hand, and she was playing with it boredly. with.

"It's almost there. We tried a wave before, and Willenburg is really weak. The first city wall was almost breached by the vanguard. The chief will attack again soon, when the time comes." The short and fat man grinned, With a trace of cruelty, he said: "You can kill as many people as you want, and you can kill as many people as you want."

A young man with an ordinary face sneered and said, "What are your few darts enough for? This is a real war. Do you think you are playing a balloon game?"

There was a flash of silver light, and a flying knife hovered in front of the young man, but the young man didn't panic, he caught the flying knife and threw it back at the woman's feet, and said nonchalantly: "Jiang Ting has If you are capable, you will really kill me, and see what you will do if you lose your mental power enhancers, and turn into headless flies."

Jiang Ting snorted, and said, "You trash, honestly be your human radar, is it your turn to speak about these things?"

The young man who is a team spirit enhancer raised his eyebrows, and was stopped by the short and fat man just as he was about to go back.

"Okay, okay." The pudgy man said: "You guys will quarrel when the boss is away. The four of us are the core of the Blood Wolf Group. We just have different divisions of labor. There is nothing to argue about."

As he spoke, he looked at the two men and one woman who were a little scared in the distance, and said: "It's a pity that I brought three trash with me. The boss refused to kill them. Isn't this holding me back?"

The young man smiled and said: "The boss has his own ideas. Besides, doesn't killing someone in the same camp mean you lose points?"

Jiang Ting rolled his eyes at him, and said with eyes like an idiot: "Sun Hao, are you stupid? As long as we don't do it ourselves, we can just throw them into the monster pile."

Sun Hao suddenly realized, and the short and fat man asked after hearing the monsters: "Those barbarian priests, how are you preparing? Can the tide of monsters be used in the next siege?"

"The army of monsters has assembled." A deep voice came, and a tall man in black entered the tent. He carried a black giant sword without a blade on his back, and his expression remained unchanged as he spoke. With a cold air. .

"That's good." The short, fat man clapped his hands and squeezed his smiling eyes into a pile of compost. He said: "Once an army of Warcraft of that size rushes into Willenberg City, no army can stop it. Think about it. Well, the nimble Swift Shadow Leopard, the fire-breathing Flame Lion, the cunning Demon Wolf, plus the strength of our blood wolf group, I can't think of any reason to lose."

"What if there are God's Chosen in Willenburg?" Sun Hao thought of a question.

"Impossible." The chunky man denied, "Our opponent should take Willenburg and join another barbarian army in the capital of Santantier, and we will go south to occupy all the cities. When the reincarnation team confronts each other."

"But there are three reincarnation teams, I just can't figure it out." Sun Hao showed a puzzled look.

The man in black had a gloomy expression, and he said slowly: "If these two teams both choose the Northwar camp, they may form an alliance, but other possibilities are not ruled out, but we haven't found this possibility yet."

"It's really tricky if both enemy teams are in Nosval, but maybe the main god wants to compensate us. The Zoritan barbarian camp is the strongest," the short and fat man said.

Jiang Ting also nodded, she thought about it and said: "From the northern border to here, there is almost no large-scale resistance. The barbarian army is in full swing. Those so-called fortresses are simply jokes. It can be seen that Noswar's strength is indeed very strong. Weak."

"But you still have to be cautious." The man in black said, he took off the giant sword behind his back, then sat casually cross-legged on the animal skin blanket, and continued: "None of the surviving God's Chosen can be underestimated. would underestimate any enemy."

The short and fat man put on a smiling face, and gave a compliment to the man in black, "The boss is right, we have to make a plan before we move, it's right to be cautious, the boss is wise."

Seeing the fat man's flattering smile, Jiang Ting rolled her eyes.

"Smooter."

In the mansion on the top floor of Willenburg, General Roland stopped his work after hearing the report from his subordinates. He said in surprise, "Mobilize everyone?"

The officer replied: "Yes, they want to mobilize all young and middle-aged civilians to be the reserve team. It is said that even the servants in your mansion will be requisitioned."

General Roland frowned and said, "What are they going to do? These civilians and servants don't know how to fight, maybe they haven't even touched a sword. Can such people go to the battlefield?"

The officer shook his head. He couldn't understand this question either.

(End of this chapter)