"Are they killing vampires? Tell me, how many of them are there? There are not hundreds of them that I can kill."
The Black Hammer Castle army assembled, and the dwarf butcher Bogur was dancing with excitement. He jumped on the table, spread his hands, and asked Rhodes excitedly. He has been longing for a real battle, from Dulong City to the Trolls.
Kingdom, then to the dark forest, but has never encountered an opponent. Now there is a battle to fight, and the most excited person is undoubtedly the butcher.
But facing the dwarf butcher jumping up and down, Rhodes just replied lightly -
"It's not vampires, it's humans. The nobles of Erengrad have risen up against the Frost Queen. Our opponents are the army in the city and a mob driven crazy."
After hearing what Rhodes said, Bogul's excited nerves suddenly relaxed.
"It turns out to be a human being..."
He said to himself. Obviously, compared to vampires, the strength of humans is much lower. It should be said that it is several levels lower. A vampire with the same height and weight as a human has several times the strength of a human. Their jumping ability,
Their explosive power and defensive capabilities are unmatched by humans. At the same time, they are dark blood-sucking creatures. Dwarves like to fight against powerful opponents. Vampires are undoubtedly a good opponent. Bogul originally expected to go to Erengrad for a battle.
But now it seems - "It's boring, it's really boring." He babbled.
"You despise us humans? Shorty."
The captain of the Norse Raiders, Celta Ike, came over. He was carrying a machete. The blade was full of serrations. It looked like it had been used many times. It was not a sharp weapon. But the Raiders liked it.
The weapon was too big for the dwarves, but it was just right for the tall and sturdy Norscans.
"I can blow your head off again, do you believe it?"
Bogur turned his head and returned. Although he was short in height, his muscular development was not inferior to the big Norse man in front of him.
After saying that, Celta came up again. The two were about to fight again, and Rhodes had to step in to stop it——
"That's enough. After you finish killing the enemy, you can go home and slowly compete. Now, pack your luggage and get ready to go."
"Rhode, I am not under your leadership. I just agreed to kill people with you."
Bogul continued to complain. He glared at Rhodes with one eye, as if to say, "Don't worry about the dwarves."
"You did not say you were loyal to me, but they did." Rhodes said, pointing to the group of Norscan musclemen behind the dwarves, "They once swore allegiance to me, and they will always remain loyal to me. I am
Their lord, if I tell them not to fight you, you can't duel with them. Are you going to kill a man who doesn't draw his weapon?"
After Rhodes finished speaking, Bogul was speechless as if something was stuck in his throat.
The cold wind beat against the rock walls of Blackhammer Castle and blew into the room through the gaps in the castle windows. In the weapons warehouse, the hot breath exhaled by people mixed with the cold air, forming bursts of rising white smoke.
Just when everyone was about to leave the city, rapid footsteps sounded outside the door - Ranger Lawrence and Iron Claw returned from the black forest outside the city.
"They're coming!"
"Who? A vampire?"
Bogul asked excitedly.
"No, no. Beastmen, they are coming!"
Lawrence said breathlessly. Looking at the strange and round evil moon outside the window, Rhodes suddenly remembered - the largest annual beastman invasion has begun...
"how much?"
Rhodes asked.
"Many, at least hundreds, even thousands...I didn't have time to detect them all. Sir, there are too many of them, and they are wild and fast. It is estimated that they will arrive at the city the day after tomorrow at the latest. I will rush over as soon as I find them.
Already."
Lawrence reported that the scene he saw in the dark forest three days ago was still vivid in his mind. The huge beastman warband seemed to have revived overnight. In the past, there were not many traces of them in the forest. However,
It seemed that all the beastmen woke up overnight. They came out of the caves and walked in groups under the light of the evil moon Morsrib, tearing apart all the living creatures along the way...
Lawrence rushed back before the beastmen discovered him. There was no way to estimate their number. It was foreseeable that the number of beastmen this year would be more than last year...
After Lawrence finished his report, Rhodes fell into deep thought. On one side was the order from Snow Queen Catalina, which required the troops to be brought to the Erengrad area before the 25th of this month. On the other side was the huge Beastman Legion, yes.
If Lawrence was not mistaken, a thousand beastmen could be considered an army.
Morsribu hangs high above the head, it is another annual evil moon feast.
"grown ups?"
Knight Virgil asked with a melancholy expression. Everyone looked at their lord and waited for Rhodes' arrangements.
"Cancel the trip to Erengrad, everyone is repairing in the castle and preparing to face the beastmen!"
After thinking for a moment, Rhodes announced loudly in front of everyone. In fact, there is nothing worth hesitating about, there is no choice at all. If the troops do not stay, Black Hammer Castle will inevitably fall. What kind of lord is a lord who has lost the castle?
What kind of lord is a lord who can't even protect his own people? Who will be willing to defect to him in the future? In addition, the siege of Erengrad is not an urgent matter. At least Rhodes knows that there are more than just local lords who responded to the Ice Queen's call.
He alone. Dozens of Kislev local lords rushed to Erengrad with their own troops. There, there was no shortage of their own small army. It was just a delay of time... It had to be delayed... If Black Hammer
The castle fell. With the Snow Queen's virtue, she would never spare him. She would also throw the responsibility for the loss of territory on herself... Rhodes believed that the queen would do this... The reason why she fell into deep thought for a moment was just that.
It’s just a way to deal with it. There needs to be a reason for procrastination...
"Roar……"
Just after Rhodes announced his decision, the officers and soldiers of Black Hammer Castle in the hall roared with excitement. Butcher Bogur even stood on the table, picked up the finished wine barrel and smashed it wildly. The coming darkness was also
In the upcoming killing feast, neither the dwarf butcher nor this group of bloodthirsty Norscan warriors have had a good fight for a long time.