Accident, it was definitely an accident.
Rody stood there motionless for three to four seconds. He had countless scenarios of how the battle would turn out, but he never expected that it would turn out like this.
All the plans had been deduced and hypothesized in detail. Even the return route of Natha's team had been strictly verified and calculated …
"Is it a coincidence?"
Sodelor's voice seemed to come from far away, but it also sounded like he was mumbling to himself.
Roddy did not answer. He remained in a daze. The people around him quietened down. Even Akasha, who was silently casting the "Recovery Spell", raised her head and carefully held her breath.
They knew that Roddy's next order might directly determine everyone's fate.
"It's not a coincidence … There are no coincidences."
Roddy's eyes lost focus for a long time. When he came back to his senses, his fingers trembled as he took out a letter from Hollier City from four days ago. The handwriting of the Dukes Of Angmar was still vivid in his mind. He hastily scanned through it and seemed to confirm a certain possibility.
But it was useless to confirm the reason now. What Roddy needed to consider was the choice he had to make at the moment.
To save Natha and the others now, or … to wait for the reinforcements to arrive.
Twenty Paladins, mercenary Henry, Wood Elf Natha, and Brody who had come here for unknown reasons … If he chose to save them now, they might have a chance to survive.
But at the same time, this meant that he might have to face a large number of enemies, or this was a trap set by the enemy, waiting for him to jump into it.
If he chose to continue with the original plan, Roddy could pretend that he did not hear Buffon's words and completely give up on Natha and the others. He would wait until he had an absolute advantage before taking action.
The two paths in front of him led to two extremes.
Roddy suddenly remembered a sentence written in a book, "The king of the battlefield is a cold-blooded butcher." He also remembered some of the thoughts he had when he played the game. Back then, Roddy had a strong desire to win, so he only regarded the "army" in the "war" as "chess pieces."
When it was time to die, let the "chess pieces" die and use them in exchange for victory. It was completely justified.
But what if everything became a reality?
Fantasizing was, after all, just a few keystrokes on the keyboard. However, when all the burdens were on him, Roddy realized that he could not make such a choice!
Sacrificing them in exchange for the death of a group of traitors?
Roddy shook his head and slowly exhaled.
The surrounding soldiers had already quietened down. Buffon had already woken up under the treatment and was answering various questions from the weak Sodelor.
"They have a lot of people, more than two hundred people. They are blocking us in the forest."
Listening to these words, Roddy's mind slowly replayed the scene of him wielding a short bow and approaching Magdalen …
Was a lower level a disadvantage?
Was having fewer people definitely a disadvantage?
In the next moment, Roddy's command rang out in the forest.
"Level 1 combat readiness. Depart in three minutes! Let's go light! "
Akasha suddenly raised her head because she sensed an unprecedented aura coming from Roddy.
However, Sodelor and the scouts all remembered the last time they saw Roddy in this state …
It was on the Nehemia Plains, after they were ambushed by Sarota.
That time, Roddy silently and resolutely led the counterattack, luring the enemy deep into the "Death Swamp" and killing all the enemies …
"I have a rough plan. Bring the map over. Captain, come over and listen to my orders. "
Roddy slowly got up, the calmness of the past completely gone. His entire person was like a cold machine as he began to methodically issue orders.
"Go and take out all the commonly used potions. Drink what you need to drink now."
Roddy's command echoed in the forest, and the soldiers quickly carried it out. The twenty Holy Temple soldiers who joined later also joined the team. They held the sky-high "Stoneskin Potion" in their hands and looked at each other in dismay. In order to save a small team of twenty people who were trapped in the enemy's formation, everyone took potions worth more than a hundred gold coins. Such a thing was simply unheard of.
But what followed was an inexplicable feeling in their hearts: such a leader, they wholeheartedly accepted.
When Akasha got up, Roddy's command also came: "Bring all the scrolls and potions, and follow the team on horseback."
"Yes!"
Akasha's voice was always a little timid in the past, but now it was incomparably clear.
But Roddy was not interested in this at all. He reached out and took the map from Sodelor, who had just woken up, and dragged the awakened Buffon up. He started a pre-war meeting with Ruger and the others.
"… Go through this street, we cannot stop. I have a way to ensure that the enemy for a period of time …"
"The retreat route is here. No one stop, I will cover the rear. This is a military order. "
Sodelor stared at the map for a long time, and only asked one question: "Why do we have to run south?"
"That's closer to Hollier City."
Roddy answered the question expressionlessly. After stuffing Angmar's letter into his pocket, he glanced at the "Basic Level" EXP that was originally reserved for "Basic Level". He raised his hand and pressed the "Level Up" button next to the word "Witcher".
A notification immediately appeared in the Battle Log Bar.
Leveled up to [Witcher] Level 3!
Obtained new skill: Rapid Shooting
Level: 1
Consumption: 50 MP
Use: Basic attack speed increased by 5% for 30 seconds. After the skill is activated, every arrow that hits the target will increase attack speed by 2%. This effect can be stacked up to 10 times.
Cooldown: 2 minutes
New skill: Lynx Nimble (Passive)
Jump speed increased by 30%, movement speed increased by 10% in obstructed terrain.
After a brief look at the skill information, Roddy filled the quiver with 24 arrows, and hung two additional quivers and a bulging bag on the saddle. When he turned over and got on the horse, all the soldiers around him were completely ready.
Roddy still had that cold expression. Before getting up and getting on the horse, he pressed Buffon, who wanted to follow him, back.
"I want revenge. Henry is over there …"
Buffon tried to get up, but Roddy shook his head and let him sit back down with a blank expression. Roddy stared into the distance and said as if he was talking to himself.
"To be honest, I'm a person who holds grudges."
"After they offend me, the matter of revenge … will be done by me."
*****
A few kilometers away, all the lords who came to Gigg Town were collectively questioning Earl Owen's actions.
Kigg Town wasn't that big, and with the seven lords surrounding it, everyone could see the slightest movement. Under such circumstances, the two battles that happened in the early morning naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the ubiquitous spies.
"I don't know what Earl Owen's intention is? Is he showing off his power to us? "
"If you have to use force, I, Howard, will naturally accompany you to the end."
"Earl Owen, that team doesn't seem to have a grudge against you, right?"
When the questions came down, Earl Owen, who was wearing gorgeous armor, still looked calm. When they were almost done, he replied with a smile, "You don't have to be so nervous. I caught this team because they attacked my supply convoy."
After saying such words, regardless of whether it was true or not, it was still a reasonable reason.
"Attacked the convoy? What's going on? "
The one who spoke was Earl Durante, who had just arrived this morning. His eyes were filled with anger … Half of the reason was that there was no news of the assassin Sean, and the other half was that his butler was actually killed in the tent last night. This made him and Viscount Howard feel the same anger in their hearts, and they unconsciously became suspicious of all the lords around them.
Owen smiled with a hint of playfulness, and explained, "I don't know the specific reason yet, but obviously the guy behind this team is trying to make some trouble for me."
"Whose people?"
"It's a baron named Sodelor. I wonder … Has anyone heard of him?"
"He's just an upstart who has just been conferred the title of baron."
"He's just a small fry. Don't bother with him."
This was a common understanding. Earl Owen shrugged helplessly. "So, I don't know how I provoked him. I'm actually being dealt with by such a cheap trick. Haha."
The more he said so, the more the other lords pricked up their ears to listen. Earl Owen was very good at playing hard to get, and he quickly shifted his "hatred".
The suspicion between the lords was already lacking a target to vent on. At this time, the appearance of the name "Sodelor" almost immediately became the target of suspicion. Although no one said it explicitly, it was obvious that they all secretly remembered the name in their hearts …
*****
The atmosphere outside Kiger Town was tense, but the inside barely maintained the normal operation of order.
There were still a few shops open for business on the street, but their business was naturally very mediocre. Occasionally, there would be figures in cloaks going in and out, but they would leave very quickly, for fear of provoking those knights who were running amok in the town.
However, under such circumstances, there was always a dwarf standing at the door of a leather shop, looking around. For several days in a row, he stood there from morning to night, as if waiting for someone.
This guy was Master Sulun, who had promised to give Roddy the hardened armor plate.
More than a week ago, Roddy, who had the "Fire Thorn Iguana" skin, paid Sulun with a pot of wine as a reward. But when the agreed time came, Roddy did not have time to come here to collect it because of the various attacks of these lords.
Roddy did not feel anything, because now even if he took the armor plate, there was no way to immediately make it into a leather armor to wear. But this kind of "failure to keep the promise" made Master Sulun feel extremely uncomfortable …
He was addicted to wine, and it could even be said that he had reached the point of "addiction". Since drinking the bag of wine that Roddy brought over, Sulun had completely fallen for it, because that bag of wine was not enough at all!
"Why hasn't he come yet … Why hasn't he come yet …"
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