I Became a Progenitor Vampire

Eric Town is over.

Marcus Eric knew the fate of this frontier town the moment he saw the orcs appearing outside the city walls.

As the baron of the Nolan Empire, this town is the fief he wants to protect, but the army of orcs is not something this town with only 3,000 people can resist.

When the orc's wolf cavalry jumped up the town wall, he knew it couldn't take it anymore.

In spite of everyone's opposition, Marcos took his tribe and the craftsmen in the territory, dragged all his wealth in a carriage and fled from the other side of the town.

Before leaving, he also ordered the militia team formed spontaneously by the townspeople to intercept the orcs.

But he knew that it was all in vain, the orcs that the army of the Nolan Empire couldn't stop, what did the militia of a small town use to resist?

The order was merely to buy some time for his escape.

Sure enough, after he escaped from the town, the town that took two hundred years to build was plundered by orcs, and all the civilians who had not had time to escape returned to the arms of the god of death.

Although the civilians who were abandoned by him escaped from the town, they kept looking at him with hatred, but he didn't care.

As a kingdom baron, a noble aristocrat, a group of filthy commoners is not qualified to make him give in.

Sacrifice for the nobles, shouldn't this be what these rude and inferior commoners should do?

He thought that his decision was right, and if it weren't for the commoners to hold back the orcs, he would have also become food for the dire wolves.

The orcs invaded the Nolan Empire in order to plunder the food, and they would not leave until the food was emptied after they captured a small town.

Those filthy orcs had no idea what was most precious.

Marcos sat proudly on the horseback, watching the five carriages filled with silver pucks and various precious gems guarded by more than 30 guards in full armor behind him, and praised his wisdom in his heart.

Every winter, he would put the most valuable things in the territory on the carriage, so that when the orcs came, he could escape as quickly as possible.

Living on the borders of the Empire, this wise move saved his family's continuation of the fire.

As long as he returns to the town in the spring of next year, all this is still his.

At the rear of the team, two young figures looked at the carriage protected by the guards in the center, and were about to move.

Brother Rekel, are we really going to do it?

Marcos has more than 30 guards, can we win?

Olly's young face was a little frightened, and he couldn't release the uneasiness in his heart when he saw Marcos sitting on the horse.

Under their long rule, the majesty of the nobles has long been as hard and firm as the city walls of Green City. Attacking a noble is a serious crime. He knows that if this news spreads, he will definitely be wanted by Green City.

Those mercenaries and bounty hunters would happily trade his head for a bounty.

Reker was a burly young man with short blond hair that made him look like a lion, and a two-hand wide sword behind his back proved that he had good strength, maybe he was a wolf cavalry soldier. A good player in a fight.

No, Ollie, if we don't do it, we won't have a chance when we get to Green City.

We escaped from the small town of Eric without a copper puck, and those noble lords wouldn't care whether we were dead or alive.

We need this money, everyone here needs this money

Rekel turned his head and glanced at the hundreds of people gathered around him, his tone was full of tragic and solemn.

When the orcs broke through the town, they were already dead. Without food and wealth, they would starve to death if they fled to Green City.

Winter is coming soon and no one can afford to wait.

Not to mention a nobleman who abandoned the commoners,

Not worthy of their respect.

Brother Rekel, we all listen to you

Ollie gritted his teeth and looked at Marcos' back full of hatred. If he hadn't ordered the militia to stop the orcs, his friends would not have been killed by those dire wolves.

When I get close to Marcos, I will attack the captain of the escort team. He is a mid-level professional, and his level may exceed level 7. He is a terrible opponent.

You immediately attacked the escort team after I started. We are many and we will definitely win.

Don't be afraid of fear of death, your family and children still need the spoils you grabbed.

If they don't do it, they will die. They can't resist this winter. They can still have some hope of surviving by doing it. Even the cowardly farmer has left his inner cowardice at this time.

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May the goddess of life be with us.

Recker took a deep look at the grave-faced crowd around him, turned and walked towards Marcos' team.

After hearing the report from the servant, Marcos invited Rekel, the most prestigious of the group of civilians, to his side.

Looking down at the burly commoner on a horse, he said proudly, Reckel, although you are a resident of my town, if you want to join my escort team, you have to show your skills.

Your Majesty, I am willing to fight with your captain of the guard. I believe that you can see my strength in your eyes.

Recker bowed slightly and looked very calmly at the guards who were vigilant. After he expressed his intention, the guards relaxed most of their original vigilance.

plan, step by step.

Hahaha, well, since you are so confident, then I accept your request.

Enda, go ahead, let this challenger see your strength, and if you think it's not bad, don't hurt him.

If it's an arrogant trash, then show me his head.

Marcos raised his head arrogantly.

When Reckel saw that Marcos' captain of the guard had been tricked into dismounting by him, the killing intent in his heart could no longer be held back.

Holding the big sword in both hands, like an angry bull, it charged towards the opponent in the most violent way.

Every step leaves a footprint on the ground.

Warrior Skills - Furious Blast,

The civilians who had been waiting for a long time, saw Reker's action, and shouted in anger. These civilians living on the border used the most tragic and bloody way to fight for a chance to survive this winter.

Everything is for living.