Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 193

"Why hasn't the money eater mercenary group arrived yet?" Emperor Herman roared angrily at Marquis Eric.

"They should be arriving soon, but now the walls of the fortress have been breached. If they arrive at this time, we will definitely pay them more." Marquis Eric answered with his head down, his voice Still very light.

The Wealth Eaters Mercenary Group is a professional mercenary group that has recently emerged on the Velen Continent. There are hundreds of brutal mercenaries in the entire mercenary group. For some reason, they crossed the ocean to come to this continent.

Their leader, Rag the Wealth Eater, is well-known in both continents. Legend has it that he was originally a slave on the continent of Velen, but was later seen as a gladiator. The yum champion in the arena in the mega city regains freedom.

After that, he became a mercenary.It is said that for the sake of wealth, Rag the "wealth eater" is willing to do any job, provided that the employer can afford it.

Even if some employers can't pay, as long as Lager thinks the meat on his body looks delicious, he will accept his employment. After the task is completed, he will cut off the meat from the employer according to the price of the meat as a task commission.

The mercenary group of Rag the "Wealth Eater" was as brutal as him, and often even committed massacres.

The emperor had already retreated to the castle of the fortress, not only for his safety, but more importantly, if he didn't command blindly on the battlefield, the situation of the battle would definitely be much better.

The giant shield soldiers and spearmen could have been put on top early to block every siege ladder, even if ordinary Nord fighters climbed up, they would die tragically soon.Let seven or eight heavily armed soldiers block the drawbridge of the siege tower, even the king of Nord can only find a way to climb the city wall from other places.

But the emperor thought that it would be easier to fight if he let people in, which ruined his huge advantage in vain.

Marquis Eric took some remedial measures afterwards, creating a target shooting opportunity for hundreds of crossbowmen, which should kill more than half of the Nords.

Now that the emperor has returned to the castle, Marquis Eric thinks he still has a chance to defend the fortress, provided that the money-eating mercenary group is as it is in the rumors.

Every nobleman knew that the emperor's plan was inappropriate, but no one opposed it. This would be of no use except to arouse the emperor's disgust. These shrewd nobles would not do such thankless things. Their The territories are all in the south of the empire, even if the fortress falls, it will not affect them.

The vicinity of the fortress is the land of some small lords, and they are not even qualified to speak face to face with the emperor.

"They are late and still want more money? Go ahead and dream. After this battle is over, I will throw their regiment commander to the gallows." The emperor sneered.

"You are the emperor, and these are all up to you." Marquis Eric replied, he could no longer bear the sand sculpture emperor now. The casualties and difficulty of defending the city and the current level of battle must be different. According to the rules, the commission is sure to rise.

But he didn't say anything, even his expression was very natural, he just scolded him countless times in his heart.

"I'm going back to command the battle first, you pay attention to safety here." When Marquis Eric spoke, he glanced at the strong knight beside the emperor calmly.

After seeing the emperor nodding, Marquis Eric quickly left the castle. He really didn't want to stay with this idiot for too long, for fear of being infected.

Marquis Eric returned to the city wall full of expectations, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Those Nords were indeed blocked on the wall, but his crossbowmen were basically killed and wounded.

He saw a man holding a dagger with blood all over his body frantically harvesting the lives of the crossbowman. Behind him were a few heavy armored soldiers of the Empire, but they moved slowly and couldn't catch up with that man.

What about the knights who remained below the walls?And where did the mage go?How come no one reports this to me?Where are the other commanders?

Marquis Eric took a deep breath to calm himself down. He judged the situation on the field and began to give orders to the knights beside him...

Rhodes couldn't count how many people he killed, even if there were not three hundred, there were more than two hundred.

None of these crossbowmen could hurt him, and the slow-moving heavily armored soldiers couldn't keep up with his speed.

Looking at the remaining crossbowmen in chaos, Rhodes took a deep breath and continued to kill.

"Go to hell, butcher!" A young crossbowman stabbed at Rhodes with a crossbow arrow.

Rhodes separated with a dagger, and then cut the young crossbowman's throat with a backhand stroke.

Just as he was about to attack another crossbowman, he felt a sense of danger.

Rhodes subconsciously fell to the ground and rolled around, a huge mace hit the position where he was just standing, and countless gravels splashed.

He turned around and saw a greasy middle-aged man in his thirties with a stubble beard and a little fat.

"Just arrived here, and I saw an opponent who can make me a little bit excited." The greasy middle-aged man said to Rhodes with the mace on his shoulder.

Rhodes didn't speak, and silently added the negative effect of the Wise Man's Disaster to the greasy middle-aged man, then stepped back a few steps and used the Yang Finger to face him.

The greasy middle-aged man didn't dodge, the invisible qi emitted by a male finger hit the greasy middle-aged man's shiny forehead.

Rhodes was surprised to find that the air slipped away.

The greasy middle-aged man smiled slightly, raised his mace and rushed towards Rhodes. Rhodes had a feeling that even with his own defense power, he would definitely be hit by this man's mace.

Although this person looks fat, but his speed is not slow, and carrying a mace is about the same as Rhodes who is not fully running Treading Snow Wuhen.

Rhodes kept dodging, but the greasy middle-aged man's mace still hit him, and he flew out with the force, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Although he could stand upright, he would suffer more severe injuries. The most important thing was that he wanted to distance himself from that greasy middle-aged man.

Rhodes used his internal energy to mix it with magic power, and then used his flame palm to pat the greasy middle-aged man.

The greasy middle-aged man seemed to be very afraid of fire, he rolled a little clumsily to avoid the giant flaming hands flying towards him.

Rhodes stood still, his right hand was burning with flames, and he was going to use the flame palm when the greasy middle-aged man was about to approach.

The surrounding crossbowmen all retreated to other places, leaving only the two of them in this area.

"If you don't use the flame anymore, Lager will let you die happily." The greasy middle-aged man said.

"Is it because your body is full of oil, that's why you are so afraid of flames? It seems that you should be called 'greasy' Lager? Or 'oily' Lager?" Rhodes stood still and taunted.

"I'm Lager, the Eater of Money!" The greasy middle-aged man looked very angry, and he rushed towards Rhodes dragging his mace.

Rhodes used Flame Palm on him again.

After countless times of practice, he found that people affected by the plague of the wise will become impulsive, irritable, and often make wrong decisions without thinking.

Lager rushed halfway and threw the huge mace in his hand. After the mace smashed the giant flame hand, he flew towards Rhodes...

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　　I almost forgot that I also built a utility building. The "wealth eater" Lager in this chapter was provided by the reader, the money seeker, and I will slowly use the costumes provided by other book friends in the future. superior.

　　Today is the 100th day of the author's creation. I originally wanted to take advantage of the weekend to add a few more chapters, but it turned out that the weekend was busier...

　　
　
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