Chapter 691

"Would you like to lead?" Spike Moore asked Sumer curiously.

Su Mo, no matter how reluctant he was, could not show his unwillingness to come. He immediately held his head high and said in a loud voice, "yes!"

"Yes, it's a good one." Spike Moore was satisfied with Sumer's simplicity and asked him to sit in a seat under his left hand.

Next, Su Mo saw all kinds of nobles.

There are only barons and Viscount - the Lord is not qualified to enter this place. At least a baron can enter here, and he must have his own territory and armed forces.

Sumer even saw several earls.

The Earl is not necessarily rich and powerful. Some families are in decline, some are not good at business, and some are corrupt. There is always a pattern of flow of people suitable for them.

They're in spike's camp and they're all like grandsons.

No matter what his family background is, spike said he would kill him. Unlike his uncle, the former commander of the southern army, he was lenient to others, and spike, who killed his own people, could kill a river of blood.

Spike sat on the throne and said hello to the aristocrats who had reported to him.

They are located in a high hill, from which we can see the bandits and the people's rebellion which gradually gathered to about four or five miles in front of them.

"The two of you are the closest, but you are the latest. Pull out..." Speakerton, in the eyes of the two nobles, continued: "whip twenty lashes, and then drag them back."

"Thank you, count Xie!" The two nobles were actually viscount and count, but now they are humble like two ants.

They were not only afraid of sparrow, but also of the Moore family behind sparrow.

There is an ancestral precept of the Moore family, that is, if you want to kill an enemy, you must first kill your own person and cry for your father and mother.

For a moment, both of them thought they were going to be sacrificed to the flag.

Only when they came back after 20 lashes did they bear the pain and explain why they came late. When they were accused before, they did not dare to say a word.

The two nobles did not mean to neglect them. They were late because they were ambushed by adventurers.

After more than two hundred people were killed and injured, they got rid of them.

"If you're right, these people are the blood Crusaders, and their oldest name is big sweet potato." Hearing the description of the two nobles, a man on the right side of the room said.

"Do you know him?" Asked sparrow.

"No, but I've heard of his name, but I think this Baron TieMa is more familiar with sweet potatoes than we are." That player leads the topic to Su Mo's body.

Su Mo was sitting on the left, sitting with the nobles, and the position was very close to the front.

This makes the players who come to participate in the war very envious, they want to enter this camp, they must bring enough 2000 full level brothers.

And they all have to sit on small benches, one by one, looking frustrated.

If they can, they hope to be able to overthrow Su Mo, at least in this way they will balance some.

I just didn't expect the chance to turn around so quickly.

"Oh, why?" Sparrow asked, he let Sumer sit on the left because he had the status of nobility and Lord, and was a member of Lord Stan.

But if Su Mo really eats inside and outside and colludes with thieves, he will not hesitate to kill Su mo.

Lord Stan can't control his camp.

As for Su Mo's identity, he was just a small Lord.

"Because of the sweet potatoes, their nest is in the domain of Lord Huggins." There was a cruel smile on the player's face.

He looked down on Su Mo in his heart.

Is not a good luck to the end of the bad pen, the brain is not complete, actually exposed such a flaw.

"How do you explain it?" Sparrow turned to ask Su Mo, who was still sitting in his seat.

As a matter of fact, he admired Su Mo's bearing. Most people thought that he would kneel down on the ground and howl that I belong to Lord Stan. You can't kill me.

"My subordinates have nothing to explain, just ask to fight!" Su Mo responded with a calm and resolute voice.

"Good!" Sparrow couldn't help cheering.

That's right. To explain, only those people who play politics like to force and nag. As soldiers, they just take care of it.

Su Mo left the camp with military orders.

A hundred of his brothers rolled over in unison - a stark contrast to the noisy group of players.

Then Su Mo with these 100 people rushed out toward the enemy camp.

Is he going to attack Wallace's camp, which apparently has homes for at least 50000 people?

At this time, Wallace's side also bustled out a group of people, about four or five hundred, shouting and shouting, which could be heard far away.Anyway, there are all kinds of swearing words. If the smooth wheel is a mouthpiece, these people are definitely more elite than Moore's irons.

After running for a while, the two sides finally got together.

At the beginning of the war, the commanders on both sides rarely piled up all their forces, unless they had to.

The Legion and the South fought like Wallace before.

Wallace really can't do anything about it. Even if they are living a little bit, they will not lead tens of thousands of people to attack more elite than themselves.

Most of the time it's a trial.

Now it's Sumer's turn to perform, and their battle begins the second battle of Lake Miller.

Lake Miller is destined to go down in history, and war broke out here again.

Su Mo took the lead, jumped up on the horse, and then the arrows in his hand fired several times, accurately hitting the target.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight on horseback, but his brothers don't have the ability.

It would be strange for him to ride alone, so they all gave up riding and took out all kinds of weapons to stand on foot.

The 100 men left by Su Mo are the most powerful fighting force of the bloody flag.

They were basically assassins and Berserkers, and the guys who were laughing at them were killed by surprise.

Fortunately, these are infantry on the other side.

They are also players, also do not have the ability to fight immediately, after the ground ushered in Su Mo and other people's head-on attack.

But it's not a one-sided massacre.

Lao Qian, that is to say, he loves money most. Obviously, money has professional ethics. The number of people he arranges is not to mention, but his acting skills are professional.

No one thought they were acting anyway.

Four hundred of his brothers were killed, but in the end, four hundred of them were killed.

The attrition rate has reached half.

The battle was so fierce that sparrow, the commander-in-chief, was moved. When Su Mo returned to the command post in his bloody armor, he strode forward and patted Su Mo on the shoulder.

Then he looked to the right -

"kill this man and all the rubbish he brought."

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