"Need help? Sir Daz, thank you for your kindness. We are now ready to return in triumph and don't need your help!"
"So, please get out of the way!"
Narant saw Daz's expression in his eyes and became more alert.
If the other party really dares to take action, then they will immediately become violent.
Although all of his subordinates are injured now, it is not certain who will win in a real fight.
Of course, if there is no conflict, that is the best.
Because guys like Daz don't care about the casualties of their subordinates.
But Nalant cared.
He only has such a small amount of wealth now. If there is another war, even after victory, it will be extremely painful.
After listening to Nalant's words, Daz did not immediately give in, but stood silent in the field.
Upon seeing this, all of Nalant's subordinates also increased their vigilance and placed their hands on the scabbard.
It was surprisingly quiet for a moment, but the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
Seeing this, Nalant had secretly prepared to use his mental power to open the storage space.
As soon as the battle breaks out, he will not hesitate to take out more than ten refueling grenades stored in the space.
This refueling grenade can be of great use against orcs, and the same is true for human knights.
At this moment, Daz seemed to have finally made up his mind.
Thinking of the nearly four hundred subordinates who were tricked to death, plus Yin Sabella standing next to Nalant.
If he takes revenge now, he can still blame it on the orcs.
But if he waits until he returns this time, it will be absolutely impossible for him to take revenge on Nalant.
Clang!
Thinking of this, Daz immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Nalant, you just trapped four hundred extraordinary knights of our Kent family for no reason!"
"You have to give me an explanation!"
"Sorry, I just explained it, and I don't have anything good to say for you!"
"Daz, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"
"What do you want to do? Just be happy and don't think about it like a country peasant woman!"
Nalant was quite disdainful, glanced sideways at Daz, and spoke directly.
"You...if that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude. The knights of the Kent family cannot die in vain. Nalant, I need you to pay the price today...Qiang..."
Daz directly pulled out the long sword from his waist.
Nalant was also ready to take out the refueling grenade and throw it out at the next moment.
Boom! Boom!
However, at this moment, the sound of galloping horses suddenly came from the north, and the sound was quite loud.
"what happened?"
In an instant, both Nalant and Nadaz paused the imminent battle and looked towards the end of the road on the north side.
At this moment, birds were flying on the treetops of the forest on the north side, and the earth was shaking.
"My lord, Lord Andrew and Lord Bernard!"
Soon, Narant received an accurate report from little girl Shirley.
"Narant!"
Not long after Shirley's words fell, the voices of Andrew, Bernard and others appeared at the end of the front.
Narant, the cheap father, was running at the front. When he saw Narant's voice, he immediately shouted with his loud voice.
"Father!" Within a moment, Andrew and others were already approaching.
"Boy Narante, are you okay?"
"Your Majesty Earl, we are fine, it's just father, Your Majesty Earl, why are you here!"
Nalant looked at the large and small vassals of Tulip led by Tulip, and was a little surprised.
This time the orcs invaded, he had no idea of ​​seeking help from Bernard and others.
The main reason is that if you can't deal with it yourself, it's not very useful to ask Bernard and others to come.
"Boy Narant, do you still think of me as your wife's father? You encountered such a great danger and didn't send anyone for help!"
"If it weren't for the fact that a caravan returned from your Storm Territory two days ago, and then said that your Storm Territory was attacked by orcs, and then captured thousands of orcs!"
"We concluded that the orcs must have follow-up attacks, so we summoned everyone to come!"
"Yes, Nalant, although your current strength is not weak, you should still tell your father and the earl when you encounter danger!"
"Although our strength is limited, we can still help you share some of the burden."
"Besides, if we are not enough, the other nobles in the Black Rock Plain will be more than happy to help you!"
Narant, the cheap old man, also immediately echoed.
Boom! Boom!
At this moment, there was another galloping roar of war horses in the distance.
"Brenton, you are so fast?"
When the group of people approached, Bernard immediately called out.
This Earl of Brandon was one of the original earls of the Agate Principality.
However, he should now be called Viscount Bolton.
After all, except for Bernard, the other nobles in Glory Continent were demoted to the first level of title.
"Haha, Bernard, I rushed here as soon as I received your message. It seems I'm not too late!"
"Boy Narante, are you okay?"
"Viscount Brandon, thank you for your concern. We have no big problems!" Nalant immediately replied politely.
Although the other party's title has been downgraded, after all, he is the same generation as Bernard, and he came all the way to support him. Narant is still very grateful.
"Oh, that's fine. What about the orcs? Has the main force not arrived yet?"
"However, boy Nalant, you are really the pride of our Glory Continent, for you have captured so many orcs!"
"Tsk tsk!"
Viscount Brandon looked at the thousands of orc prisoners in Nalant's team and immediately admired Nalant greatly.
"She probably didn't come, Narant. Fortunately, we came in time. Don't be so bold in the future!"
"Although young people also need to have the courage to move forward, if they are not forced to do so, they should choose the safest way to deal with danger!" Bernard also spoke at this time.
In their opinion, Nalant should still have not encountered the help of the orcs.
Otherwise, how could you still stay here leisurely and leisurely?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Uh!" Nalant's expression froze.
In order to avoid making everyone think that he was showing off, Nalant said in as low-key a tone as possible: "Your Excellency, Viscount Brandon, the main force of the orcs has already arrived!"
"We've already been here, what about them?" After hearing this, the two of them paused, and then their expressions became visibly serious.
"They have been annihilated by me. These are the remaining orc prisoners!"
"Already annihilated by you!" Everyone present was stunned.
"Boy Nalant, how many people from the main force of orcs are here this time?" Viscount Brandon asked immediately.
"Twenty thousand people..."
"Hiss, 20,000 people were surrounded and annihilated. How many of your men did you send, Nalant..."
To be continued...