Chapter 169: The vanguard of the desert kingdom

Chapter 169: The vanguard of the desert kingdom

Robb thought about it, and right! The mayor has a point.

Those nobles and fugitives are unstable and want to escape at any given moment.

They haven't taken root in Westwind town and don't regard themselves as locals at all.

It is only natural that they were cheated by locals for some money. They are to blame for not integrating into Westwind Town's rhythm.

Robb said with a smile, "all right, then it's settled. Ill fight this slowly and make it look like a movie to make the audience happy. You tell the townsmen to be diligent, sell more snacks and earn the money of those men.

The mayor of Westwind Town rejoiced, "Thank you very much!"

In short, everything is ready. Only the arrival of the army of the desert kingdom is left.

A few minutes later...

The first ones that appeared in everyone's eyes were several scouts. Interestingly, these scouts rode not war horses but camels, big, strong camels. With headscarves on their heads, light armor on their bodies, machetes hanging around their waists, and two axes on their backs, they look like they can fight both in range and close combat.

Bishop Elsie appeared out of nowhere and whispered beside Robb, "Father, this thing is the characteristic army of Kerte of the desert kingdom, named Mamluk (TL: ), also known as Mamluk (TL: ). It is the nemesis of our knights that ride horses."

Robb asked curiously, "Oh? So this is their cavalry?

Bishop Elsie whispered, "A horse is smaller than a camel, and when it comes to war, it will be crushed to death by the camel, and of course, our knight will not be able to do anything afterward."

Robb couldn't help laughing and said, "I see, but I do like camels. They are hard-working, and they are easy to use for business."

Bishop Elsie thought, [Father's favorite thing is to do business! Everything revolves around business.]

He immediately turned his head and told the templar knight next to him, "after the battle is over, everyone immediately rushes out of the town gate to bring back the camels and present them to Father!"

The leading general of the vanguard army of the Desert Kingdom was a middle-aged man wearing light armor and two machetes around his waist. He was dressed like an ordinary soldier, but his armors quality looked more luxurious. There were some ornaments on his armor, gold earrings on his ears, several gold rings on his neck, several gold rings on his wrists, and gold rings on his ankles. Hes just covered with rings.

If you take off all the gold rings on this man and melt them into gold coins, you can get dozens of gold coins.

Several scouts approached the general and whispered something to him, and then he looked at Westwind Town from a distance and was lost in thought.

By this time, the new nobles and fugitives were all extremely nervous.

Seeing the invading army of the desert kingdom with one's own eyes was even more terrifying than they had heard. As long as the general on the other side waved his hand forward and thousands of Mamluk and machete soldiers rushed forward, what was there to guard this little town of Westwind?

With this being the case, why are the townspeople of Westwind Town still looking so cheerful and excited? Are they not afraid at all?

Baron Nuolun has even begun to recite the chant of "Swift Wind." If he recites it now, he doesnt have to be in a hurry, so he can soon be able to cast "Swift Wind."

Robb smiled in his wheelchair and looked at the army opposite him. He won't move if the enemy won't move.

He just said in a strange way, "the other side didn't even send someone to persuade me to surrender or something?"

Bishop Elsie whispered, "there is no need to persuade us to surrender. He knows he can't because it is common for foreign countries to go to war and slaughter the townspeople after the destruction of the city. No one would surrender but fight to the death or flee. "

How ferocious!

At this time, the general on the other side suddenly waved his hand and issued an order, but he was too far away to be heard.

Then a witch doctor jumped on top of a big leather drum, which was bigger than a man, and the witch doctor jumped around on the drum, and his foot became a drumstick. Each drop fell with a note. "Dong." The sound was extremely unpleasant and disgusting and caused people to feel nauseous and a little confused.

Only the clergy of the Church of Darkness were unmoved.

"It's demon voice! The other party wants to disturb us with this sound." Bishop Elsie exclaimed, "Paladins, use sacred halo."