"Hurry up and move your hands and feet. Haven't you bastards eaten yet? Hurry up and work. We have to leave before dark. We still have a lot of things to take with us. "
"Bastard, be careful of those. Do you want to blow me up into the sky?"
"Lucci, bring those things with you. That's right, the box under your feet. "
A strong man over a hundred and a half years old roared like a lion, his voice echoing in the mud houses. The air was so hot that even these bare-chested men's bodies were covered in oil, but no one dared to stop. Because as soon as they stopped, a pair of beast-like gazes landed on them.
That strong man was almost legendary in the Blood Rock Wasteland, and Dick's father's name had been circulating in the wasteland for at least ten years. The people living in this area could even use Dick's name to scare the little crybabies.
But now, this legend had begun to decline. Nothing was eternal, and Dick was no exception. The wheels of the times rolled forward, and after Storm City's master was no longer Mo De, Dick's time passed.
Dick was aware of this fact as well.
Dick was no longer young. He used to have a six-pack stomach, but now he had layers of fat. His rough face was ringed with a gray beard, and his bare chest was covered with thick black hair. Most of the red shirt was open, and the corners of his clothes were tied into a leather belt. Loose linen trousers were bundled into tan boots, and the iron covering the toes of his feet shone brightly in the sunlight.
However, Dick's heart was not bright at all.
Mo De had crossed over, and even the clan had been uprooted. The new city lord was ruthless. Dick knew that the other party would never tolerate someone like him, so it was time to leave the Bloodstone Highlands. Fortunately, he had already met the people of Black Iron Castle before that. Sir Sharon was willing to provide him with shelter on the condition that Dick join Black Iron Castle. Sir would leave him a place in the army, and one of Sir's daughters was Maud's wife. When the Maud family was executed, Sharon's daughter was not spared.
Dick knew that it wouldn't be long before the Black Iron Castle's army would head for Storm City. And he definitely had a part in it.
After living a carefree life in the Bloodstone Wasteland, Dick knew very well that being a dog would not be good. But now, the situation was beyond his control. In the end, he would be cleaned up like garbage from the Bloodstone Wasteland, or living under someone else's roof and sacrificing some of his dignity in exchange for a chance to survive. Dick did not need to consider too much. He made his own choice.
Dick felt pained at the thought that most of his years of savings would fall into Sir Sharon's pocket. So he roared even louder, almost whipping his clumsy subordinates to make them move a little faster.
Just as Dick was about to move his nest, an army was heading in this direction.
Allen raised his head. The sunlight on the Bloodstone Wasteland was particularly bright and dazzling, making the wasteland look like a hot iron plate. Hot air continued to rise from the ground, causing things in the distance to distort like water vapor. He looked back and gestured for the team to continue forward.
The information Roger provided him was very comprehensive, including the location of Dick's lair, the number of bandits, and the few people he needed to pay attention to. Dick's bandits had been hiding in a mountainous area of the Bloodstone Wasteland. There was a natural lake behind this small mountain area. However, only spring and autumn had abundant water in a year. The other two seasons were sparse. Especially in winter, the surface of the lake often froze. Obviously, it was not a good idea to dig ice to melt water. So in winter, Dick bought more water from Storm City.
Dick's stronghold had about three hundred bandits at his disposal all year round, and there were three captains under him. One of them, Hank, had already been killed by Allen. The remaining two captains were Jed the Salamander and Banley the Clown. They could be called Dick's right-hand men, and they were above Hank in terms of strength and usefulness.
As for Dick himself, he was a Level 17 Knight who used a giant axe, the Barbarian Slasher. It was a terrifying killing weapon with an axe face that was almost like a round table. Of course, only a strength-oriented Knight like Dick could swing it.
All sorts of information flowed through Allen's heart like a stream of water. He had already made thorough arrangements for this operation.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Although the temperature was no longer the highest of the day, it was still uncomfortably hot at the sentry post. A man in charge of sentry simply took off his coat, which was already soaked in sweat, and he could even wring out the sweat. As usual, he swept his gaze across the mountains in front of him and was about to hide in the shade of the sentry post when he saw a Knight at the end of his line of sight.
Then, more Knight gradually appeared on the mountain path leading to the stronghold. Behind the Knight, there was a large group of soldiers on foot. The man was shocked and was about to ring the alarm bell. When he turned around, a ghost-like figure crashed into his eyes. Then, his throat turned cold, and he hurriedly touched it, only to find that hot blood was flowing out continuously.
All the strength in his body disappeared as the blood gushed out. In the end, he turned into a corpse on the ground.
Sentry posts like this were being pulled out by Dark Blades one by one, and when Belmond signaled, Allen knew that it was time to attack.
"Dad, everything has been loaded into the carriage." A dark-skinned man who dyed his head a plum red reported to Dick. His clothes were also brightly colored, and he had a large-caliber, short-barreled fire/gun on each side of his waist. Salamander Jed was a good gunman among the bandits.
Dick said "hmm" and sat in a chair with his legs crossed. The man with the colorful face put a Heart A on the table and said in a low voice, "Did you really put it all on? Could it be that something was already in the pocket of some reptile? "
This was the clown Ben Ley, who had always been at odds with Jed. Hearing this, Jed said angrily, "Damn clown, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you questioning my loyalty to my father?"
"It's not like this is the first time you've had dirty hands and feet, you big reptile. When did the goods that we brothers exchanged our lives for not end up in your pocket?" The clown's hand shook, and a King of Spades slid out from his exaggeratedly fluffy sleeve.
The salamander's hand was already on the short-barreled fire/gun at its waist, and the cold light of a dagger appeared in Ben Ley's sleeve. The atmosphere was a little tense. Dick slapped the table and snorted, "Stop arguing, you two bastards. What time is it now? Do you still want to play internal strife? Hurry up and prepare it for me. Tomorrow … "
Suddenly, gunshots came from outside the hut. Dick immediately stood up.
Jed loosened his grip on the handle of the gun and said, "I'll go take a look."
As soon as he ran out of the hut, he saw a fireball explode at the entrance of the stronghold. As the flames flew, a human body exploded into the air and continuously rolled. When it landed on the ground, it was unknown whether it was alive or dead. Jed's expression was gloomy. Behind him, Dick and Ben Ley drilled out of the house, their expressions changing drastically.
"What's going on!" Dick roared, "Where's the sentry? Where did he go? He didn't even know that someone had reached his doorstep? "
Jed whistled and shouted, "Brothers, follow me."
The bandits who were loading picked up their weapons and followed Jed towards the gate. Suddenly, there was another explosion. Then, from the waves of fire and thick smoke, a Knight drilled through the curtain of fire. The Knight was so young, and his silver head burned like azure flames. He held a long black saber in his hand and casually cut down two bandits who were preparing to face the enemy.
Then, one cavalry after another emerged from the flames, one of them holding a flag high. Jed's pupils shrank as he recognized the symbol of the Raging Thunder Knight Regiment.
"What the hell!" He couldn't help but shout.
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