Just after dawn, the horn of the wild people rang through the whole canyon.
Before the joy of last night''s victory completely faded, the soldiers of the Bilson family had to face a new war.
"Damon, we''re in trouble!"
On the wall, looking at the giants and wild people crowded with the valley, Lowell said with a gloomy face.
"I had expected that, after all, their food was limited," said Damon Bilson. "But it''s not us who are in trouble, it''s them! Is the fire oil ready?"
"Don''t worry, it''s enough to burn a sea of fire!" Lowell replied.
Damon Bilson nodded, reassured.
Because of the support of the Shanghe collar, although averier county was abandoned in the East, it received a steady flow of materials from merchants, and several neighbors in the West gave it permission without any difficulty.
In the valley, more than 60 giants, all holding human tall wooden shields, stood in front of the team, followed by more than 1000 wild people archers holding bows and arrows, and finally a dense group of wild people wearing animal skins and holding various weapons. The team extended to the wild people army outside the valley.
Everyone on the wall, including Damon Bilson, had never seen so many enemies, let alone participated in such a war one day.
All knights who have carried out the task of hunting wild people can''t help thinking that "wild people can''t be killed".
The cheers on the city wall last night have dissipated completely. At this moment, the city wall has returned to the atmosphere of slaughter. The tall city wall at the foot has become the only support in everyone''s heart.
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
"Buzzing, buzzing!"
The sudden sound of war drums and horns in the wild people''s army made all the soldiers on the city wall tighten their weapons.
Damon Bilson and the vassals were also nervously standing on the crenels, staring at the attack that might break out at any time.
At this time, from the gap between the two wooden shields like a city gate, a man rode out on a horse, pulled the reins, and approached the wall alone in the rubble on the ground.
"What does this guy want?"
Looking at the people who came alone and stared at the valley, the feudal ministers couldn''t help thinking of it.
"Damon, this guy doesn''t look like a wild man," said Lowell, staring at the bottom of the wall. "Shall the archer give him an arrow?"
"No, listen to what he wants to say."
Riding a horse, gulbin tried his best not to look up. Fortunately, his heart was not a war drum. Only he could hear the beating sound.
The people of the city wall look at me now? Lone hero, these guys must have wide eyes. It occurred to him.
Looking at the people and horses parked under the wall, Lowell put his head out of the crenel and shouted, "Hey, you guy, we don''t accept the wild people who surrender alone!"
Gulbin raised his head and showed a calm smile: "Sir Lowell Bilson, you are exactly what they say - far worse than your brother! How can you think I''m here to surrender?"
Lowell was a little stunned. He didn''t expect that the other party recognized himself.
He shouted: "you don''t look like a wild man. I haven''t heard of your rumors, and I don''t want to know your name! We don''t accept surrenders, let alone traitors! If you have any last words, just say it quickly!"
Gulbin smiled, ignoring Rowell''s shouting, and turned his eyes to Damon Bilson.
"Marquis Bilson, we gave you one night to think about it and two months to look for help. You should know that no nobles will send troops to help you! You have been completely abandoned and can only fight alone! You should also understand that you alone can''t stop the 300000 grassland soldiers behind me!"
"But you don''t have to be afraid. The great tribal king TUTA said that as long as you open the gate and surrender, he promised not to hurt anyone under you! In fact, averier county is not our goal, we just want to borrow from you! The south is our goal! You should understand what I''m talking about!"
With that, gulbin raised his head and stared at the figure on the city wall.
Before Damon Bilson spoke, Lowell scolded directly: "300000, fuck you! Do you mean the soldiers also include the fleas on the wild people!"
"Sir Lowell, I am kind enough to give you a chance, and you, as a noble, speak like a vulgar scoundrel!"
"Thank you for your praise. The scoundrel is better than you as a slave to the wild people! Vomit!"
Hey, this guy is really a bastard and the blood of a giant! Seeing each other spit at him, gulbin thought.
After a moment of silence, Damon Bilson looked at gulbin on his horse and said, "gulbin Warren, I should have called you by the right name!"
Seeing that the other party recognized him, gulbin curled his mouth and still smiled, "ah, that''s right! It''s a great honor for a little man like me to be recognized by the noble Marquis!"
Damon Bilson smiled: "you are really a worthless villain, and now you have become the running dog of the wild people! Gulbin, with your descendants and the ancestors of the Warren family, you will climb out of the cemetery angrily! You are not even as good as a child!"
Hearing the speech, gulbin clenched his teeth and his face became extremely embarrassed.
After calming down for a while, he changed into a smiling face again: "Marquis Pilsen, you are not much better! I just lost my own things, and you have led the family to the abyss, isolated and helpless!"
"Think about it. You are working hard here now, but those nobles who stand by are still enjoying themselves! These brave soldiers don''t have to gamble their lives here. They should stay with their families!"
Frowning, Damon Bilson pondered for a moment and asked loudly, "can your king really keep his promise?"
"Of course! I promise my life!"
After another silence, Damon Bilson shouted again: "I need three days to think about it. It''s not a small thing! Before that, you must withdraw from the valley to show your sincerity! And your king must promise not to plunder in my territory! In return, I will give you some food and grass!"
"Lord Marquis, although I''m not as smart as you, I''m not an idiot!" gulbin said with a trace of contempt on his face. "My king''s patience is limited. I''ll give you an hour to think about it at most! The army has gathered, and I''ve explained the conditions. You have no right to ask for more!"
"Shit!" Lowell stretched out his neck and scolded, "since the king of the wild people is so anxious, as a running dog, you don''t hurry to offer your * * and let him * *! You should serve him well and don''t let him look like a ram with hair!"
There was a laughing noise on the wall.
Gulbin had a gloomy face: "Sir Lowell, this is a peace negotiation. You should cherish the present opportunity instead of talking wildly! Insulting TUTA will only cost you your life!"
"Fuck you, if you can, let him bite my life now!" Lowell scolded.
Gulbin didn''t want to talk to such an idiot. He looked at Damon Bilson and said, "Sir, you have been abandoned by the prime minister. It''s between you and survival or destruction. I hope you can make a real choice!"
With that, gulbin turned his horse''s head.
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