Chapter 43

"You said those tribes had united to attack my territory?" Suellen was not too surprised to hear the news from flor.

"Yes, master," said flor respectfully, lying on the ground.

"Get up. If it's true, you've done meritorious service." Suellen put the piece of wood on the table.

"Thank you, master!" said flor excitedly, even ready to kiss Suellen's boots.

"Johnson, send some people to explore around the territory to see if the jackals, goblins and dog heads are together."

"OK, boss, I'll arrange the manpower now." Johnson turned and arranged the manpower.

After the arrangement, Suellen began to gather the remaining members of the barbarian guard, all their holidays were cancelled, and even the remaining barbarian women and children Suellen gave them weapons.

Although these barbarian women and children are women and children, their force value is not low. If those 14-year-old children don't have some childishness on their faces, it's OK to say that they are adults. As barbarians, even if they are still minors, their physical quality is no worse or even stronger than ordinary people in Florence.

These women and children Su Lun did not intend to let them go to war. They were given weapons to maintain law and order and defend the city. Suellen is not going to defend passively.

The territory has just been developed. If the jackals, dog headed men and goblins are allowed to attack, the newly opened farmland outside the territory will be destroyed, and the blacksmith shop along the river is estimated to be unable to stay. This is unacceptable to Su Lun. He has invested thousands of jinnars for such a long time. If it is destroyed, he will be crazy.

The blacksmith's shop forged a lot of weapons during this period. After the scrap iron was recast, it has become refined iron. The weapons forged with these refined iron are of excellent quality, including half body armor, two handed axe, ox horn helmet, combat boots, skirt armor and three hand axes.

Such a set of equipment is the standard equipment of the barbarian guard. If you buy such a set of equipment in kart City, you can't buy it for 300 jinnars. The most expensive is the half body armor, which is made of refined iron. One piece needs at least 150 jinnars.

Such a set of equipment weighs hundreds of kilograms. Most people find it difficult to walk after wearing it, but those barbarians still walk like flying after wearing it, as if they were wearing not iron armor, but leather armor.

More than thirty barbarian soldiers wearing iron armor and holding sharp axes stood together. The lowest height was more than two meters. An invisible sense of killing came from the pavement. It is estimated that timid people will get their legs soft in the face of these war machines.

In addition to these barbarian guards, Su Lun, the other barbarians, only prepared some axes and spears, and the armor was also some leather armor. At most, they only inlaid iron pieces in the key parts. The number of leather armor is small, and it is basically replaced by the barbarian guard.

Although mercenaries have joined the territory and become free people, they still take up arms when the territory is in crisis. These people are also veterans. Although they have average strength, they are still competent to stay and look after the house.

All the 500 serfs withdrew to the city for shelter. These serfs were bought by sulun for 1500 jinnars to grow land for the territory. He did not intend to let these serfs go to war. Even if these serfs picked up weapons and met those goblins and dog heads, they also sent vegetables.

More than a thousand goblin, dog headed man and jackal slave were imprisoned to prevent them from making trouble while Suellen was away. After arranging things, it was evening. Suellen took the barbarian guard back to the Lord's castle for dinner.

Last time gene and Johnson went back to buy slaves, Suellen specially asked him to bring a cook back from kart city. After Suellen's training these days, the chef can cook food that suits his taste.

Johnson took a bite of wheat flour tortillas. After the wheat flour used to make white bread was baked into cakes, he rolled a roll of roast duck, which conquered his taste buds in an instant. He wiped out three or two of the tortillas.

"Head, this roast duck pancake tastes great!"

Sulun ignored the food, picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of boiled mutton and ate it happily.

"Did the man who went to investigate come back?"

"It's back!" Johnson swallowed the remaining half of the pancake.

"What's the specific situation?" Su Lun saw that Johnson ate so delicious. He couldn't help but take a pancake, roll some roast duck, roll it up after compaction, and bite hard.

"Those tribes are still fighting for dominance." Johnson sneered. "These races in the wilderness are all bandits and bandits. It's not easy to make them obedient together. No one is willing to suffer. If they want to integrate, they can't succeed without a few fights!"

"Sure enough, it's a mob!" Suellen said. "How many of them?"

"The camp is too messy to count how many people there are, but I estimate there are at least 5000 people," Johnson said, taking another bite from a pancake.

"Five thousand people, these waste snacks don't pay much attention to us. I really think we can win by relying on more people?" Su Lun said with a disdainful smile.

"But we can't be careless. The lion and the rabbit are still going all out, not to mention fighting. Keep your mind."

"Your Excellency is wise!" Johnson boasted very much.

"It's better to unite and save one by one. This time it will be solved at one time and save trouble!" Su Lun said with a mouthful of ale.

"By the way, do you remember where the Allied garrison of those tribes is?"

"Of course, I specially asked flor to bring two goblins to watch."

"That's good!" Su Lun nodded and continued to eat. "Let's go straight after dinner!"

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After dinner, Suellen took the barbarian guard and left the camp under the cover of night. The night in the wilderness was still very cold. Suellen tightened her tight clothes.

"It's good for these damn wilderness tribes to stay honestly. They have to come to me for trouble, which makes me have to go on my way at night."

Su Lun was in a bad mood. As an aristocrat and an aristocrat with territory, he couldn't sleep on a bed covered with thick velvet at night, and there was no beautiful maid to warm the bed. He had to take a group of rough men on his way. He did a terrible job.

There is no velvet big bed, nor is there a beautiful warm bed maid. There are only 35 bald big Jiba with a height of more than two meters and a tendon. Warm the bed? Unless you want to try the taste of a big man.