Chapter 770 Knight Sentinel
"Here comes someone!"
Dylan looked at the study door and shouted to the guards outside.
With the sound of the door, the guard pushed the door open and entered.
"Your Majesty, Count~" the guard lowered his head and shouted.
"Go, get Stafford for me!"
"Okay, Your Majesty, I'll go right away." After that, the guard hurriedly left.
After a while, a knight wearing leather armor had arrived in Dylan's study.
"Lord Earl, you are looking for me!" Stafford asked.
Dylan is still immersed in writing on the table.
Seeing that his lord count did not speak, he slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead and raised his head cautiously.
However, just a moment ago, when the guard knocked on the door of his bedroom, the young baron was having sex on the soft bed with a maid from the Earl's residence. The sudden interruption made him panic. He quickly got up, put on his clothes, and came to the door cautiously. After confirming that it was only the guards of the mansion outside the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.
When the guard informed him that the Earl ordered him to go to the study, Stafford dismissed the guard, then turned around and walked to the bed, picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on before trotting all the way to the study.
At this time, Dylan was sitting at the table and signing his name on the parchment with a quill pen. Then he blew lightly on the handwriting, picked up the written documents and placed them on the second floor of the bookshelf.
When he stood up and prepared to stretch his muscles, he noticed the inner knight who was already standing at the door.
"Come here and talk~"
Dylan stretched his shoulders and neck after saying that, and sat down on the chair again.
Stafford lowered his head with an uneasy feeling and walked over step by step.
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Stafford quickly raised his head, raised his voice and explained: "Reporting to your lord, I'm just a little uncomfortable."
Dylan sighed and scolded: "That's enough, I didn't call you here to hear your complaints! Listen, there is something difficult that you need to do now."
Dylan After hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said sternly: "I am willing to serve the Earl!"
"Take someone to the north immediately, get in touch with the group of mercenaries, and clarify the current situation on the front line for me!"
"North!" Stafford immediately backed down when he heard that he was going to the north. "My lord, haven't those mercenaries blocked the attack of the northerners?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Earl, I will take people to leave immediately! Let's go immediately!"
In this way, Stafford withdrew with full of complaints and uneasiness. After Stafford left, Dylan immediately called his most trusted confidant, Baron El, and ordered him to closely guard the huge wealth hidden in a mansion in the south of the city. Once the situation changes, immediately move these items to the cargo ship at the dock.
After arranging these things, it was almost late at night. But the news that the northerners had been blocked had spread in the past two days, making him both happy and nervous.
Although he has never met the Earl of Northland, he has long heard of his insidiousness. Although he spent a lot of money to hire top-notch overseas mercenaries this time, it was not enough to dispel his concerns.
Now, he can only wait. Wait for the knights sent to report back the battle situation in the north before making a decision. Whether you go or stay, success or failure depends on this.
· However, he would never have dreamed that the Earl of the North had already secretly sent hundreds of cavalry to gallop over, less than twenty miles away from the city of Tira.·
· In the early morning, a group of uninvited guests came to an abandoned town called Gerak.
Although it is late at night, the place is extremely lively. In the dilapidated stone house, more than a dozen deep copper pots were steaming. The stewed pork inside keeps rolling back and forth, exuding an alluring aroma.
Beside the fire in the house next door, two burly men in armor repeatedly checked the map on the table by candlelight.
At this time, a palm with a missing little finger was placed in the middle of the map, and its index finger pointed at a place marked with a city.
"Lord Angus, we will put on the clothes of Lombard soldiers early tomorrow morning, first move along the southeast, bypass their pass, and after dark, secretly enter the city of Tira from the east."
"We are almost there, after two consecutive days of running, all the bones in my body are about to fall apart." Angus said while kneading his thick waist.
"Have the members of the task force arrived?"
"Not yet, but it should be soon." Lusignan replied.
Angus nodded with satisfaction and said happily: "Anyway, with the help of the task force, this matter will be much easier to handle."
At this time, the company deputy commander Jafar came in carrying two large bowls of stew. "Two adults, the food is ready, eat it while it's hot~"
"Okay, eat!"
Lusignan picked up the map on the table and stuffed it into his arms. After a while, a few people grabbed the stew and started to eat it."
Before dawn the next day, the group set out early, avoiding the villages and manors along the way, and rushed to the east of Tila City -
Not long after this cavalry of several hundred people left, two cavalrymen who were heading north along the business road came to this abandoned town.
The person leading the charge was none other than Knight Stafford, who took over the mission and headed north last night in the study of Earl Dylan, the lord of Tira City. Behind him, a soldier wearing half plate armor followed closely behind him.
After a night of hard work, the two of them were sleepy and hungry. When he saw the house not far ahead, Stafford finally breathed a sigh of relief. I immediately decided to rest here for a while before continuing on my way.
Hence, the two of them hurried towards the town.
However, as the distance got closer, the stench of horse manure could be faintly smelled in the air.
"Damn it, what the hell is this place!" Stafford covered his mouth and walked step by step to the entrance of the town. When he saw piles of horse dung on the ground, a bad premonition hit him instantly·
This town has been abandoned for many years and is now in a state of chaos, and the large amount of excrement on the ground is obviously just left there not long ago. This moment made him alert.
“Dismount!” Stafford ordered the soldiers behind him. Then he took the reins and led the horse to a nearby wheat field.
After hiding the horses, the two of them bowed down, walked step by step toward the entrance of the town, and climbed to a pile of rocks not far away. Stafford could directly see the entire town. For safety reasons, the two had been hiding beside the rubble for nearly half an hour. After making sure no one was inside, they boldly walked in.
After a search, the two found no one except for a few extinguished fires and some food scraps.
"Sir Knight, someone must have been here last night!" The following soldier put forward his own opinion at this time.
"Bullshit!" Stafford shouted loudly.
However, faced with this situation, Stafford was undecided for a moment.
The order he received was to go to the north to contact the mercenaries and report the battle situation on the front line back to Tila City. But the mess he was encountering now put him in a difficult position. If you pursue the opponent rashly, you will definitely be outnumbered. If you return to Tila City to report the matter to the police, but you have no evidence, half a day's journey will be wasted.
At this time, the soldier on the side spoke again: "Master Knight, could this be done by those bandits?"
"Bandits?" Stafford's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, bandits!"
So, the two decided to rest here for a while before continuing.
As everyone knows, it was precisely because of his negligence that the city of Tira was unprepared and captured by the five hundred cavalry led by Angus that night. Because they had traveled all night, Stafford and the accompanying soldiers slept from morning to noon. After simply eating some wheat bread and dried meat, the two left the market town and continued walking towards the north..
However, he would never have thought that a simple mission to convey military information would cost him his life -
When the two finally arrived at a river valley after half a day of running, Stafford decided to rest by the river before continuing on their way. So he asked the soldiers to lead the horses to the edge of the dense forest not far away to feed them with water and food, and he walked towards the river with a water bag and a saddlebag filled with food.
After eating and drinking, Stafford strode towards the place where the horses were tied because no soldiers came to the river. As the sky became darker and darker, he could only vaguely watch his light gray horse not far away snoring and playing with the soil on the ground from time to time.
As the distance got closer, a smell of earth mixed with blood filled the air, "Boll!"
Stafford called out the soldier's name uneasily, but there was no response.
At this time, Stafford's breathing became more and more rapid, and his right hand had reached to the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Just as he was getting closer and closer to his horse, something suddenly tripped under his feet. He lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.
「Damn it!」
Stafford complained loudly, and the sword in his hand was thrown aside. But the mucus on his hands made him eager to wipe it off.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that the thing he just wiped his hands with didn't look like dry weeds. However, at this time, almost everything around him was swallowed up by darkness. Based on his memory, Stafford reached out again to touch the thing that tripped him on the ground. As soon as he made contact, a cold metal penetration spread throughout his body.
"This is~" Stafford did not want to believe his own judgment. He continued to move his arm, but was suddenly blocked by a bump. A gentle squeeze made him scream out in fright.
“Ah!”
He now knew very well that under his feet was Bol's cold body.
Looking at the dark dense forest around him, he couldn't help but feel fear. Just as he slowly stood up and was about to walk to the tree stump blocking the horses, a sudden flash of light made him take a breath...——