"The deal that has been made will not change again. This is my code of conduct!"
Earl Bradley sat in the carriage with his hands folded across his chest and said to his sister firmly.
He couldn't understand when the nobles in the city became so philistine, or was it just his sister who changed?
Regardless, this is not something to be happy about.
He closed his mouth and pulled the corners of his mouth down slightly.
Pushing open the window of the carriage, he ordered the captain of the guard who was following the carriage on horseback:
"Tran, tomorrow morning we will send the selected high-quality war horses to the forest farm camp!"
"Okay, Count!"
Guard Captain Tran replied respectfully.
The lady was so angry that she rolled her eyes in the carriage regardless of her status.
The carriage stopped in front of the steps of the main building. She jumped out of the carriage holding her skirt, followed quickly by two maids holding up their skirts. This kind of court low-cut dress was complicated and exquisite, but when there was no carpet, this kind of
The long skirt is more like a thick mop, which will wipe all floors and steps very clean wherever it passes.
Tran followed and walked out of the carriage, shaking his head speechlessly. His sister became even more arrogant than before.
"Brother, do you know how much the value of these ancient Bo Lai horses will increase if they rush to Handanar City?"
The lady walked into the hall angrily, sat on the leather sofa, and took several deep breaths to calm down.
The corset lining squeezed all the excess flesh on her abdomen to her chest, making the two cups that could only hold up the left and right sides likely to collapse at any time.
Earl Bradley's eyes fell on the saber on the bracket on the wall. It was a sharp stabbing saber that had not been wiped for about half a year.
He walked over and took the saber on the holder in his hand.
Pulling out the saber, a blue blade appeared in Earl Bradley's eyes, and his gaze became more determined:
"Needless to say...there will be other war horses, not including the ones I have made a deal with now."
The lady bit her lip, stamped her feet in anger, and walked quickly to her room inside.
…
At night, the stars in the sky look exceptionally bright.
A ray of breeze blew into the outer corridor, causing the horse bells hanging between the pillars to jingle.
In a row of stables next to the fence in the distance, many war horses were lightly kicking the ground, as if to declare their inner uneasiness.
The groom walked through the stable three times with a lantern in hand and carefully checked all the places. There were no jackals.
I didn’t even see the squirrel stealing the watercress in the manger’s fodder...
Usually only when a jackal comes in can the war horses in the stable become so restless.
But now there is nothing.
This made the groom feel very strange, and he even suspected that a pack of wolves might be running outside the fence.
So he considered whether to report it to the housekeeper and ask the guards in the manor to go out and look for it tomorrow.
The groom yawned, hung the lantern in his hand on the pillar, turned and walked into the house at the end of the stable.
…
At this time, the guard captain Tran happened to be passing by the outer corridor with a group of guards.
These guards all wore light armor. This kind of metal armor was stronger than hard leather armor. It could block the slashes of swords, but it could not block the blows of blunt objects.
Tran ordered to a guard captain beside him:
"Be more vigilant at night and add two more patrol teams at night. Recently, evil spirits have rushed in from Naroda. Although the main army has been defeated by Lord Surdak of the Western Route Army, the remaining remnants
Troops are still active in the big meadow."
The guard team leader immediately assured: "Yes, sir."
Tran admired the team leader's tough style and patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "I'm going to go there tomorrow morning..."
The group of people gradually walked away, and the sounds of conversation became more and more distant.
…
In the grass, a pair of dark purple eyes almost completely blended into the night.
As an evil warrior suddenly stood up in the grass, he wiped the throat of a guard at the sentry post on the east wall with the sword in his hand. The evil spirit covered the mouth of the guard with a big hand, and blood flowed out.
Follow the seams between your fingers and move outward.
It wasn't until the guard stopped struggling that the evil ghost warrior put down the body, tore off the guard's shoulder, bit into the fat and oily arm, and chewed it up.
It crouched on the wall and gnawed, followed by a dozen black figures, but they quickly crossed the wall one after another.
These evil spirits are already very hungry and even a little weak from it.
They smelled the smell of meat from far outside the wall, and ran over in search of the fragrant smell.
The evil ghost in front feasted so much that the evil ghosts following behind were extremely jealous, and some even drooled when they climbed over the wall.
The manor's walls are useless to the three-meter-tall evil spirits. With their dark night vision, they can clearly see entities within thirty yards around them at night.
I killed five outposts in succession along the way before entering the building on the east side.
The evil spirits immediately chose the building on the east side to attack because the smell of meat was more fragrant from here.
This was a group of evil ghosts that were almost starved to death. They had been running around on this large meadow for several days, and they were unlucky. They didn't meet any cattle or sheep.
I dug up two groundhogs that couldn't fill their stomachs.
They were able to discover the manor here because they discovered the horses.
The evil ghost warrior at the front slammed the wooden door open with his shoulder...
…
A group of maids are dining in the restaurant here.
There were nine candles in the candlestick on the dining table, illuminating the entire restaurant room.
The food on the table is very rich, not only white bread and scones, but also thick soup and vegetable salad, and delicious lamb served in huge wooden trays. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it is difficult to imagine that these are the maids' dinner.
.
The maids knew that Lord Bradley would not care.
He has a large pasture with numerous cattle and sheep, and he also keeps a lot of war horses. Everyone knows that war horses are very valuable these days.
Otherwise, we wouldn't have maintained a guard of 400 people here.
“What a sumptuous meal tonight!”
A maid in the restaurant said happily loudly.
A cook holding a dazzling knife in her hand said slowly: "Miss Bradley didn't cook it because she wanted to eat it. In the end, she didn't take another bite, but it's not a loss. Now it belongs to us!"
Ms. Angela, the maid leader in charge of the back house, sat at the head seat of the dining table and ordered with a straight face:
"It will be a busy few days when Miss Bradley comes back. We need to cheer up. This Miss Bradley has always been quite harsh."
"I know!" A group of maids immediately responded obediently.
The maid leader nodded, and then ordered:
"Eat quickly, then wash up and go to bed early. If anyone is not energetic tomorrow, I will send her to clean the stables for a week!"
Before the maids could agree, they heard a bang at the door, as if something had broken the door. Then they heard heavy footsteps and roars. The maid guarding the door just pushed open the restaurant door and saw a person.
An evil ghost warrior squeezed in from outside.
"ah……"
The frightened voice stopped suddenly, blood poured out from the maid's body, and a huge hand pierced the maid's chest, even holding a heart that was still beating rapidly.
Immediately afterwards, another evil ghost warrior squeezed into the restaurant and strode towards a maid.
…
The dinner party here in the main building has ended.
Earl Bradley was sitting in front of the wine cabinet drinking. Hearing his sister talk about the feats of the Eastern Route Army made his heart that was about to die come back to life. At this time, he even missed his military career in his youth.
He was a Constructed Swordsman before, but he quit the Constructed Swordsman Group for some reasons.
Until now, he still maintains a guard team of nearly 400 people in his manor.
Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, Earl Bradley looked through the glass at the candlestick on the bar, and could see the strange colors.
It's just that he suddenly had some thoughts in his mind, making him a little uneasy.
Two wives have already come over to give him hints, but he is not in the mood for the time being.
The wine cabinet and bar area, like the study, was a good place to be alone. He just wanted to drink some wine tonight.
There was a loud banging of the door breaking outside...
His slightly drunken eyes suddenly sobered up. He quickly stood up and rushed to the living room. There was a most handy stabbing saber on the shelf on the wall.
He took another look at the leather armor of the swamp crocodile on the wooden mannequin in the opposite corner. He hesitated for a moment before quickly walking towards the inner room.
When Earl Bradley came out of the inner room, he had already put on a complete set of magic patterns, and the light blue magic patterns formed a complex pattern around his body.
There was already a fierce fighting sound outside, and Count Bradley quickly walked towards the door of the hall.
Guard Captain Tran broke in from outside with a long sword in his hand. His face was a little pale, and the hand holding the sword hilt was a little too hard, and his joints were turning white.
"Your Majesty the Earl..."
"What's going on outside?" Earl Bradley asked impatiently.
"A group of evil spirits raided the manor!"
Earl Bradley's face darkened, he quickly walked to the main door of the main building and ordered to Captain Tran:
"Calling all hands..."
"yes."
Earl Bradley then walked out. The grass in the distance in the yard became pitch black, and it was not possible to see many evil spirits lurking in the yard.
There are many guards guarding the outside of the main building, especially dozens of guards gathered in front of the steps at the entrance.
Several evil ghost warriors had already reached the bottom of the steps and were strangled together with dozens of guards. From time to time, one of the guards would let out a scream.
The house on the east side was already on fire.
Under the blazing firelight, the evil spirits outside the main building door looked particularly ferocious.
Many evil spirits had blood on their mouths, and they looked like they had eaten a lot...
Earl Bradley saw the scene in front of him and showed an angry face.
The evil ghost warriors have already rushed to the front of the steps, and there is even an evil ghost walking up the steps.
Earl Bradley ran a few steps, each step carrying an extremely strong sense of rhythm, and a clear magic line actually appeared between him and the evil ghost who rushed to the front. Earl Bradley's body
He disappeared for a moment like smoke, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the evil ghost. He rushed forward and pierced the chest of the evil ghost warrior with the stabbing saber in his hand.
A blue halo emerged from the stabbing saber in Earl Bradley's hand.
The evil ghost warrior didn't dodge at all. The stabbing saber pierced a big hole in the evil ghost warrior's chest. The hole was big enough to insert a leg.
Countless thick purple blood poured out from the wound, and the tall body fell heavily.
The two evil ghost warriors who followed immediately focused on Count Bradley.
When Captain Tran saw the two evil ghosts coming up, he could only rush forward.
In fact, he just wanted to persuade Earl Bradley and ask him to take his family and leave the manor quickly. Unexpectedly, Earl Bradley actually rushed forward.
The guards on the steps could only rush forward...
The battle officially begins from this moment.
…
In the early morning, the yard was filled with blood and sticky purple blood, and the corpses of evil spirits were lying on the steps.
Both houses were burned, and only the main building remained.
The fourteen evil ghost warriors were all lifeless, and even their heads and black devil skins were missing. The scene was very bloody.
Earl Bradley's wives and Miss Bradley were crying and huddled on the sofa in the hall. There were several children beside them, but none of them seemed to be injured, but all of them were covered in black.
There were circles under his eyes, obviously he was quite frightened.
The whole manor was in a mess.
Of the four hundred guards, there are now less than three hundred left, including all injured guards.
Earl Bradley, who originally thought that his manor could quickly form a light cavalry regiment, now discovered that the escort was so weak. Only forty evil ghost warriors invaded the manor, and the entire manor was reduced to this.
Now this manor is definitely uninhabitable, Earl Bradley cursed a little irritably:
"Stop crying, there is nothing worth crying about."
The woman's crying in the hall immediately became much quieter.
Earl Bradley said to several ladies: "We can't live here for the time being. You follow Lily to the city to live for a while. When it is safe here, I will bring you back."
When the wives heard what Earl Bradley said, they looked up in astonishment and asked, "Aren't you coming with us?"
"You don't need to deal with things here, where are you going?" Miss Bradley also added.
Count Bradley looked at the corpses of the evil ghost warriors outside with a look of resentment, and said through gritted teeth: "They ruined my home like this, I have to get something back!"
"Haven't we already killed all these evil spirits? Who else are you going to seek revenge from?" the oldest wife asked uneasily.
Earl Bradley sneered: "Of course it's not enough. I want more. I'm going to Moyunling to have a look..."