In today's northern border, the forces of the Imperial Army and the Resistance Army can be said to be intertwined, with small-scale battles breaking out every day.
There are nine major towns in the north.
The Imperial Army is well-equipped and well-trained, and has occupied large cities such as Beijun and Volatlan. Beijun is the capital of the North, and Volatund is an important port connecting the North and the Empire. By occupying these two places, the Imperial Army has a great reputation.
and a steady stream of reinforcements.
The resistance is not a vegetarian either. The supreme leader of the resistance, Ursock, is himself the lord of Pointed Helm City. With Pointed Helm City as its base, the resistance has widespread support in the north.
As for the other neutral territories in the North, after the lords tasted the benefit of not having to pay taxes to the lords of the North County, they were unwilling to see the empire resume its rule over the North and began to secretly help the rebels.
Of course, in order to avoid becoming the main target of the imperial army, the lords still maintained a neutral stance on the surface.
Within each territory, the debate between the Imperial Army and the Resistance Army has never subsided.
Some people believe that the empire is too cowardly in the face of the high elves, and must give way to the interests of the Northern Territory in order to achieve peace. Such a decadent regime must be overthrown. As long as Ursoc becomes the new Great Lord of the Northern Territory, he will definitely be able to protect the Northern Territory.
Some people also believe that the Empire's peace negotiation is just a temporary measure. After taking a breath, they will naturally launch a counterattack against the high elves and drive the group of pointy ears back to the Saimu Islands. The civil war launched by the Ursok resistance is tantamount to consuming the Empire.
However, his vitality gave the high elves an opportunity to take advantage of him.
After the bard played for a while, he put down his recorder and played the accordion.
It is obvious that this bard is leaning towards the Imperial Army, as the song he sang is "Usoc the Regicide".
"..."
"Expel the rebels, find yourself, and rebuild your homeland with blood and armor;"
"Kick Ursock down, regicide; your death is worse than that of a dog!"
"..."
Bai Xiaowen glanced around the tavern and saw everyone's expressions and reactions.
After drinking the last sip of wine, Bai Xiaowen stood up suddenly and kicked the stool away.
"Shut up and stop your slander, Imperial Dog!"
That's right, Bai Xiaowen's target is the bard playing the accordion.
The singing stopped, and everyone's eyes focused on the two confronting each other.
The bard was tall and thin, and stared at Bai Xiaowen with a pair of light blue eyes: "What do you want to do? I am free to sing any song, and I don't need the interference of a poor guy like you who can't even pay for the wine."
"With your voice like sand, I don't care what you sing. However, you insulted our great leader of the Vikings!" Bai Xiaowen took two steps forward and walked up to the bard to look at him, "No more
Let me hear one insulting word from your mouth and I'll beat the shit out of you."
The surrounding drinkers whistled one after another. The two big men who had been sitting at the corner table and had been drinking quietly stopped their glasses and turned their heads.
The bard's face turned red.
"You are humiliating me, I want to fight you!"
Bai Xiaowen rolled up his sleeves without hesitation: "Come on!"
Both men drew their daggers.
"Hey, relax brother," Old Hunter waved and called, "Vikings will not point weapons at their own compatriots. You should find another way to resolve the quarrel, without weapons or magic, and see who has the fist.
How about something stronger?”
The bard took back the dagger, snorted and said: "I don't think this rude guy is my compatriot, but for the sake of old Hunter, I agree to teach him a lesson with my fists instead."
As he spoke, the bard threw out a money bag, and the coins inside jingled.
"This money bag bets that I can knock you down, you poor man!"
Bai Xiaowen stuck the fang dagger on the counter with his backhand and responded unceremoniously: "If you beat me, it will be yours."
The elite weapon, the fang dagger, reflected a cold light in the firelight of the fireplace. The eyes of those around who knew the product were bright, and they exclaimed in low exclamation.
A trace of greed flashed in the bard's eyes, he roared and rushed forward, punching Bai Xiaowen tentatively in the chest.
Bai Xiaowen did not dodge, and rushed forward quickly. Instead, he used his chest to catch the opponent's fist! There was a muffled thud, and Bai Xiaowen's body swayed, but he also hugged the bard around the waist with both hands.
Step, step, step...
Bai Xiaowen exerted force with his feet, like an angry bull, pushing the bard step by step to the corner of the room, knocking over countless tables, chairs, cups and plates along the way.
After pushing the bard into the corner, the opponent has no room to move and dodge, and can only exchange injuries for injuries!
Bai Xiaowen was hit by the bard three times. Counting the first punch, his health points have been deducted by 14 points, which has dropped to a very dangerous value. However, Bai Xiaowen's heavy punches also hit him mercilessly.
Blast out.
The first person who couldn't hold on was the bard. He held his head and lay in the corner like a dead dog, without the strength to get up.
Bai Xiaowen breathed out. He was also a little embarrassed, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. Most of his 20 health points were knocked off, leaving only 6 points.
He glanced at the bard and secretly summarized his experience of this battle, thinking to himself:
"Humph, my dear, although your agility is as high as 8 points, your strength is only 3 points, and your physique is only 2 points like mine! The moment you get close to me, you have already lost!"
Once an agility expert is approached and blocked in a small corner, half of them are useless. Bai Xiaowen killed the elite zombie rat Black Fang before, and this time he defeated the bard, all with proper execution of tactics.
With a victor's smile, Bai Xiaowen walked back to the counter amidst cheers, picked up the bard's money bag, and poured out a pile of copper coins with a splash, mixed with a few shiny silver coins.
"Invite all the Viking brothers in the tavern to have a drink, and it will be charged to my account," Bai Xiaowen smiled at Old Hunter, "If there is anything left, it will be considered as compensation for knocking over the tables and chairs."
"Oh hoo!"
The atmosphere in the tavern was even more lively. A group of Viking men held up the tables and chairs, laughed and raised their wine glasses to Bai Xiaowen. The unlucky bard huddled in the corner and was ignored again.
Old Hunter smiled and said: "What a generous young man. Do you want to treat me with all the money you won?"
"Vikings don't distinguish between each other. I came here all the way from the warm Voltarum without a single coin on me. Without the warm and hospitable Viking brothers, I wouldn't have been able to reach the city of Elu." Bai Xiaowen said.
The Viking drinkers were in awe after hearing this, and gave Bai Xiaowen a big "stupid young man" label in their hearts.
The two big men in the corner looked at each other.
"Hey, brother, want to have a drink together?" One of the men, wearing fine-grained chainmail and carrying a big sword, extended an invitation to Bai Xiaowen.