Chapter 606

With the beginning of the attack, the blue tiger alliance collapsed almost instantaneously.

A large number of disorderly soldiers came into being and fled, discarding weapons and armor. Although the Viscount Garcia was very angry, he had to order his subordinates to cooperate in the attack and eliminate all the rout soldiers.

Only when the order was given, his face darkened, as if the storm was coming.

Although they are all under the Red Lion Flag, he deeply feels the estrangement from the other side.

Garcia, who came to Fengying plain and became a Viscount, is actually a branch of the highland master family. There is a subtle inconsistency between the interests of individuals and families.

As for the Viscount Garcia, he was not strong enough. Naturally, he wanted to hold the card of the Earl of blue mountain in his hand, to divide and attract the blue blood nobles. On the other hand, with the help of their strength, he tried to gain the most power over the whole Fengying plain.

But the master family doesn't need this!

It has enough knights, nobles, and a large number of soldiers to rule the entire windfly plain!

As a result, the role of the Earl of blue mountain was suddenly diminished.

There are so many fertile lands, most of which are the fiefdoms of blue blood people. If they want to spit them out, they can only be wiped out with iron and blood!

The Earl of blue mountain is just the beginning. The next step is to kill and conquer the whole windfly plain!

"Fengying plain belongs to me! I've got it

Garcia clenched her fists, and her nails went into the flesh and bled.

Unfortunately, no matter how he roared in his heart, it could not change this fact.

At the moment when the family sent troops, the whole situation of Fengying plain began to break away from his control and slide into an unknown abyss

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Jumu town.

This is a small town between the battlefield and Wuthering castle. Originally, it was just a small village with a big river and dense forest beside it. It belonged to a baron.

The Baron is a rare shrewd man. He opened up several huge logging yards around the village, cut down the heavy wood in the deep mountains, and after simple processing, transported it to other places for sale by using the river water, and soon earned a lot of gold.

More and more lumberjacks settled in the village, and the place gradually expanded into a town.

However, at this time, the doors and windows of every household in the small town were closed, and they looked at the troops who came here with frightened eyes.

Although the other side is also under the banner of blue tiger, the sharp sword, tall horses and slightly dusty armor all make them have great fear.

"Dear masters! I'm old Barry, the mayor of Jumu! "

In the town hall, Wu Ming's nobles occupied the best rooms, and the attendants next to them laid out dinner cloth and served roast chicken and wine.

A white haired, well-dressed old man was brought and saluted in a humble and respectful tone.

"Jumu town?"

Baron Terry raised his head, held the glass gracefully, anesthetized himself with the rich wine in it, with a slight blush on his face: "is this Baron Shortley's fiefdom? I remember him, a very humorous and funny guy

"Exactly!"

Old Barry raised his chest with pride, and immediately heard the news that shocked him.

"It's a pity... Shortley was finally surrounded. May the gods protect him!"

Baron Terry made a sign of prayer.

"Surrounded? Is... Defeated? "

Old Barry's cold sweat came down, but he knew what he was going to do. He also transferred many young and strong young men from the town. If they were all destroyed... How could he explain to the angry and sad townspeople?

"Well, as you can see, we're going to rest in Jumu all night!"

At this time, a young nobleman sitting in the center spoke.

He had a gentle voice and a handsome face, but old Barry knew that he was the master of the aristocracy.

"I need you to prepare food and water for us, let the residents make room for the soldiers to rest! Then feed our horses with good forage, soybeans and eggs! "

Wu Ming said slowly: "of course, we will pay for it!"

He tossed out a bag with heavy weight, which made old Barry immediately know that it contained a lot of jindelong.

"All right, old Barry, get ready at once!"

He was full of promises.

After all, the other side is a thousand soldiers armed to the teeth!

In the face of such a large army, even if the other party did not give them a cent, they had to give in and take whatever they wanted. Comparatively speaking, these aristocrats were very reasonable.

When he left, Baron Wilver sighed.

He is a middle-aged man in his fifties, but now he looks white haired. It seems that he has grown old several times: "the blue tiger alliance is over!"

"What shall we do? Go back to the fiefdom? "

Baron Terry held his head and knew it was the worst thing to do.

The tortoise shrinks to his castle, so he will be safe for a while. But when the red flame burns to the whole Fengying plain, where is his retreat?

"What do you think, Baron William?"

Tana stretched out. Among all the people, she was the most relaxed.

After all, no fiefdom, no family property, it means that you can leave at any time. Although the identity of this Lord is a pity, compared with life, this woman always knows how to choose.

I don't go now, just because I see a bigger chance.

"I think we can rest here for a while and inquire about the count!"

Wu Ming put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers and said slowly.

At the mention of this, the nobles on the scene were a little unnatural. Although the situation was urgent at that time, they would still be despised by the nobles if they left their feudal lords and fled alone.

But at this time, the nobles who were still loyal to the Earl of Blue Mountain were probably wiped out, and few of them would talk too much.

"My Lord!"

At this time, the door opened and knight Jack came in and bowed to Wu Ming: "our Rangers have found a group of people. The leader calls himself Viscount Basil!"

"Oh?"

Wu Ming got up and said, "ladies and gentlemen, let's meet together."

At the entrance of the town, they immediately saw Viscount basil.

For this middle-aged man with a resolute face, Wu Ming's impression remains in last night's warning.

At this time, the other side seems to be in a bit of a mess, with hundreds of people scattered behind, obviously losing a lot in the breakthrough.

"Baron Terry, Baron Wilver... And Baron William!"

Viscount Basil's eyes looked around. "It's so good to see you here. I have bad news."

He said in a heavy voice, "count of blue mountain... Dead in battle!"

"What?"

Terry and Wilver exclaimed.

Viscount Basil looked sad and nodded: "my Rangers can see clearly. He said that the highland Knights did not give the count any chance and made a shameless siege. Our count fought bravely to the last moment until he was beheaded!"

The sadness on his face was not fake, but more obviously flustered.

Wu Ming knew what he was afraid of.

For the noble families in the Highlands, if they want to get the whole Fengying plain, they must take the land from the blue blood.

As a rebel camp, the Earl of blue mountain and Viscount Basil undoubtedly occupy the largest share of land. On the premise of accepting one Viscount, the possibility of accepting another Viscount is very small. After all, this represents the division of original interests! The Knights and nobles below would not agree.

On the contrary, knights and lords like Wu Ming and Tana may have the chance to be included if they sincerely take refuge.

In ancient times, there was an allusion that all officials could be demoted, but only the monarch could not be demoted, and the same was true in other countries.

"Blood brothers..."

Baron Butler's eyes turned on Baron Terry's and Baron Wilver's faces and immediately looked at Wu Ming: "the glory of our blue blood nobles has reached the most dangerous moment! If we can't drive these greedy lions out of the plain, our fiefdoms will be deprived, our wealth will be plundered, and our lives, wives and daughters will be taken away! Don't fantasize about the enemy any more. It's a battle of life and death! "

He took a deep breath: "I want to go back to the fiefdom immediately and gather all the troops! And all the blue blood nobles, we must unite and do our best

As one of the three cores of the blue blood aristocracy, in the case of the betrayal of the Viscount of Eagle castle and the death of the count of blue mountain, viscount basil will undoubtedly be the leader of the alliance.

"But... Viscount, we have no time..."

Baron Terry murmured: "there are 5000 enemies, maybe more, and a steady stream of reinforcements from the highlands and Eagle castle! And occupied Wuthering Castle again... "

He said bitterly: "but most of our elite have been defeated, and this is the only thing left!"

"What else can we do? Surrender? "

Baron Butler's face flashed a look of anger, "let them give you the experience of the Earl of blue mountain, or confinement for life?"

This terrible end made Baron Terry shiver.

"One thing Baron Terry is right about!"

Baron Wilver thought, "we don't have much time. We must take Wuthering Castle back as soon as possible!"

Viscount Basil frowned, feeling very difficult.

These little nobles on the other side have obviously formed an interest group. They have hundreds of cavalry and nearly a thousand soldiers. They are the last elite of the blue blood.

Without persuading them, it is absolutely difficult to carry out their own plan.

He fixed his eyes on Wu Ming and keenly felt the true speaker of the group.

Sobbing!

Just then, a loud horn came from outside, making the whole town in a commotion.

"An army is coming! There are thousands of people! "

Baron Butler's Rangers came in a hurry and said, "they're under the banner of Carlos!"

Hearing this, the originally panicked nobles looked at Wu Ming with uncertain eyes, with a look of horror on their faces.