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In the silent night, a group of soldiers patrolled the edge where the light of the campfire shined. When they walked, the armor on their bodies would collide with the shields as they moved, and then they would make crisp metal impact sounds.

Listening to the movement of the patrol not far away, the envoy of the Holy Kuyavian Empire, Gehrman Petrov, was sitting in his tent, reading the books he carried with him by the candlelight beside him, although he was ordered to leave Dre Xilar went to the barren and dangerous barbarian area in the west, but he still kept the habit of reading.

He knew exactly what his mission was. The empire was at a disadvantage under the Romans' offensive. After the Burgundian Kingdom was destroyed, it was even worse. There were rumors that the Roman army would go north from the Burgundian area, pass through and The barbarian gathering area that has been fighting all the year round goes straight to the hinterland of the empire. To prevent this from happening, he was sent to negotiate with the savages and get them on their side.

This is not a fantasy. The barbarians are greedy. As long as they can promise enough benefits, they will put down their hatred with the empire and become the sharpest knife of the empire to fight against the Roman army.

Raising his hand and pinching his temples, Gehrman closed his eyes. Because he was worried, he couldn't read the contents of the book at all. Although in theory he could persuade the barbarian with generous benefits, but it was hard to guarantee that the barbarian's brain would twitch and immediately arrest him and chop him up after seeing him.

At the same time, in the dark outside the camp, a large number of eyes looked at the imperial army with only about a hundred people with the desire to kill. They hid their figures in the darkness, only a pair of eyes gleaming, The tall and strong man in the lead slowly pulled out the giant blade wrapped in linen, flicked the knife with ease, and then walked slowly towards the camp.

"We are eager to kill. Only by killing can we prove the value of our existence in this world. Only by killing can the stupid imperial people fear us."

The imperial soldiers in the camp did not notice the approaching danger. They held their spears tightly and walked on the prescribed patrol route. They were afraid of the endless darkness outside, and tried to relieve their fear by talking with their comrades—human beings Naturally afraid of the dark, regardless of the level of technology, this fear is engraved in the bones.

"charge!"

"Wow wow wow -!!!!"

A sudden roar resounded from the depths of the darkness, followed by a battle roar comparable to thunder, which shocked the imperial soldiers in the camp to wake up from their sleep, and while rubbing their sleepy eyes, they rushed forward with weapons Come out, and the soldiers who were patrolling outside hurriedly withdrew, erected their shields under the scolding of the officer, and formed a dense shield formation.

as they act,

A large number of figures rushed out from the darkness. Before the imperial soldiers could react, those barbarians in animal skins and armed with various weapons rushed into the camp led by a two-meter-tall man, heading towards the formation. The next second, at the moment when the two armies collided, the soldiers with their shields erected in the front row were overturned and knocked down one after another. Before they could struggle to get up, heavy wooden sticks or battle axes were has fallen upon them.

These barbarians are like demons who came out of hell, and brought the killing to the soldiers of the empire. Almost every second, someone would scream and fall down, and a lot of blood was sprayed from them. With the power of parrying, he was defeated steadily.

Gehrman in the tent rushed out after hearing the battle outside, holding his sword tightly in his right hand, all he could see were rough and savage barbarian warriors. He saw with his own eyes that a soldier raised his spear and pierced the belly of the barbarian who was rushing towards him. Before he could pull it out, he swung a giant blade from the side and chopped off his head without hesitation, blood gushing out. When it comes out, it looks like a fountain as high as two meters high.

He also saw two infantrymen with spears holding out their shields and preparing to block the giant blade swung by the barbarian, but he didn't expect the opponent to charge directly, knocking the soldiers away with their shields, and the two soldiers staggered back a few steps. Standing firm, he was surrounded by the surrounding barbarians and died a tragic death.

Gehrman swallowed his saliva. As an imperial nobleman, he rarely saw such a bloody scene with his own eyes. The captain of his guard cut off the barbarian's knife-raising hand in time, so Gehrman was probably decapitated.

Gehrman finally came to his senses after being doused with warm blood on his head. He looked at the battle group in the melee, and loudly explained his purpose in the common language of the barbarians. Perhaps the gods he believed in finally took care of him. The barbarians gradually stopped fighting and looked at the imperial soldiers who were fighting them with hostility. The latter also took a step back, taking this opportunity to gather their troops and form a small defensive circle around the Gehrman envoy.

After a while, the leader of the barbarians walked to the front of the circle. He looked down at the imperial people who were several heads shorter than him, snorted coldly, and said, "Kuyawi, please explain your purpose carefully. Common sense, people in the Bull Tribe are willing to think about it.”

For the contempt of the barbarian leader, the Gehrman envoy suppressed his dissatisfaction, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, I am Gehrman Peroft, the envoy of the Holy Kuyawi Empire. What I want to say next is, It concerns the safety of the bull tribe and even the barbarians in the entire Sotutal area, if possible, please let me explain this matter at the barbarian council."

"It's related to the safety of all the barbarians in Sotutal?" The barbarian leader was a little surprised when he heard the news. He couldn't figure out the purpose of the Kuyawi on the opposite side. He thought for a moment and said, "Kuyawi, give me someone who believes in you." reason."

Gehrman knew that he would say this a long time ago, so he organized his language and said: "The Kingdom of Burgundia in the south of Sotutal was conquered by the Holy Roman Empire from the Vadasia Peninsula not long ago. Their The army is preparing to go north and invade the Sotu Tal area, thereby further attacking our country."

"The Holy Roman Empire has a strong military force, able to destroy a kingdom with 30,000 troops in a short period of time, and defeated several legions of our country. Facing the threat of the Holy Roman Empire, both civilized countries and barbarians need to unite to deal with it .”

"Your Excellency, Chief." Speaking of this, Gehrman paused, and he looked at the barbarian leader opposite him without any trace, and the other party looked serious, "The Holy Roman Empire is extremely aggressive. ,I am afraid……"

Gehrman stopped talking just in time, listening to his words, the barbarian leader thought for a long time, finally nodded, and said: "Kuyawi, you convinced me, I will take you to the parliament .”

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