"What?" Salton Ya'er felt that he had been deceived, three soldiers? What is this? If he really had the ability, how could he become a soldier. "Are you kidding me?" Solton Ya'er
I'm not satisfied with this answer. He's a little angry now.
"They were indeed little soldiers the last time I saw them." The bard said as if he would never lie to you.
"If someone is really a disciple of Hiscock, why doesn't he recommend his disciples to Harlaus? But he wants them to be a soldier?" There was a hint of anger in Salton's tone. His anger,
The old bard could clearly feel it.
"This is what an expert does, and it must have deep meaning. How can ordinary people like us know the use of what he does?"
These words actually made Salton calm down. There is indeed some truth to this. After all, he is an expert, so how can he do things according to the way ordinary people think?
"Then according to what you said, they are just small soldiers. What can they do in this battle? Just rely on them to charge into battle? Our troops are countless. The three of them can't finish the battle."
Salton believes that no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot withstand the crowd tactics. After all, human physical strength is limited.
"They are talented. Soon, they will be promoted and their military talents will be perfectly displayed. They are the sharp blades of the Kingdom of Swadia."
"Then according to what you said, we have no chance of winning?" Salton Jarre simply couldn't believe this was true.
"Not necessarily. As long as you can find someone who is more powerful than them and has more military talent than them, then you will not have no chance in this war."
"Really? Then tell me where I can find such a person?" Salton Yar is a Nord after all, and he hopes that his country will win.
The bard let out a few old laughs: "Such people may be fishing on the sea of Nord, or hunting on the snowfields of Vaegia, or they may be climbing over the mountains of Rhodok, or they may be crossing the Sars.
The desert of Rand. Maybe now in the grasslands of Kugit." The bard said a bunch of meaningless words.
"Who are you?" Salton suddenly asked.
"My name is Lubbock, sir." The bard Lubbock lowered his head. "I have been talking to you, Lord, for a long time. Please allow me to leave. I should be on my way.
, it’s time for you to continue marching, right?”
Salton did not answer his words, but fell into deep thought. He seemed to have heard of this name, but he could not remember it now.
Lubbock saw that Salton did not answer his words, he only said "I left" and then strode towards the north.
Salton didn't pay attention to Lubbock at all. His men all thought he had acquiesced to the bard's request and let him go. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up suddenly, only to find that there was no one in front of him.
people.
"Where has he gone?" Salton Jarre asked.
"He's gone." Adjutant Falk said. "Lord, I have to say that we have been delayed for a long time. We should set off."
"Um, yes, then let's go quickly."
"Lord, who is he? What seems to have occurred to you?" Falk asked.
"He is a legendary bard. He can be found all over the continent. Legend has it that he wanders around the continent and he can see whether an ordinary person can become a famous person on the continent. In other words, he
Can predict whether a person will become a hero."
"I seem to have heard of this person's name." Adjutant Falk also remembered something.
"Order the entire army to advance. We must go to Rebolite Castle as soon as possible." Salton Yar ordered that he should tell King Ragnar about this matter as soon as possible.
At this time, King Ragnar is supervising the construction of the siege tower. He has an outstanding engineer who will quickly build the siege tower. Before sunset, King Ragnar will give the castle to
capture.
Vols on the Kugit border was about to cross into the grassland at this time, and soon they would arrive in Lana.
"Sir, the power of our Ferocious Wolf Bandit Group is mainly around Halma and Lana. Didn't you throw yourself into a trap now?" Asrun asked with concern. In fact, he was more worried about his own life and death. Otherwise,
He wouldn't have told Walls so many things about the Fang Wolf.
"No, this is not about throwing yourself into a trap." Walls had already been prepared. He put a piece of parchment of his into Fagan's body. This could be regarded as a fake treasure map. Fierce Fang
When the Wolf bandits find this treasure map, they will quickly hand it over to their leader. At this time, they will forget to kill Fagan's group.
If Walls does something strange, it will arouse others' suspicion.
"Your Majesty, what I said is true. I really saw Lubbock, the legendary bard. He told all this. There are three outstanding figures in the Kingdom of Swadia. We want to find and
Only outstanding people like them can destroy Swadia." Saltonjar ran to King Ragnar's camp without stopping, and explained to King Ragnar what he had just said.
At this time, Salton stood in front of King Ragnar, and Ragnar was now sitting on a chair. On both sides of him were his trusted ministers.
After King Ragnar heard this sentence, he was a little shocked. If it was really like what the bard said, wouldn't it be impossible for him to destroy Swadia this time?
But now, King Ragnar has achieved this step. If he gives up now, his prestige among his vassals will be greatly reduced.
This was not the outcome King Ragnar wanted.
"Are you sure this bard is not a fake? Even if he is genuine, he is just an ordinary person. How could he know about Swadia?
Besides, don’t we, the Kingdom of Nord, have any talented people? Are we worried about those three soldiers from the Kingdom of Swadia? Salton Yar, you are too kind, you haven’t considered what this person has to offer at all.