Chapter 617: Haze (1)

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The main mansion of Broken Bridge City, young city owner Huck Holden snapped the table fiercely, stood up angrily, and said angrily to the dozen big nobles at the table:
"The untouchables of Hanfengcheng will not succeed. They cannot beat my father. What are you worried about?"
The dozen aristocrats present were all old, with old faces and gloomy eyes. They made no assertions about the loud voice of the young master, and only communicated with each other with their eyes.
The richly decorated parlor is rather dull. The waiter standing in the corner did not dare to show up. The crystal chandelier hanging on the ceiling illuminates the faces of everyone present, but they cannot reflect what they thought.
Huck Holden looked up when he stood up. He thought he could get everyone's agreement, but the situation was contrary to imagination.
The nobles who mastered the fate of Broken Bridge City all dodged their eyes, and no one wanted to stare at him.
The young city master's eyes swept, and reached out to point to someone, "Sir Brown, what is your opinion on the current situation?"
The nobleman pointed out was immediately embarrassed, and he was neither sure nor denied. He barely glanced at Harding, but after all he could not say something useful, Zhiwu shook his head quickly.
"At present, the situation is too little, and my opinion is not yet mature. You can discuss it again. It is better to stabilize the focus."
The Lord of the City was impatient, and quickly ordered another one, "Sir Sidings, you are my father's friend for many years and more than thirty years of friendship. You should always express your opinion on the situation."
The second nobleman who cried out gave a few coughs, but said a few useful words, "It's too dark now, and I'm afraid it's not good to leave the city hurriedly. We don't know where is the Lord of the City?"
Sir Sidings seemed to have a status, and other nobles echoed.
"Yes, going out at night is really not a good idea."
"We have absolute confidence in the strength of Your Lord."
"Hanfengcheng is understaffed and certainly cannot hurt him."
"Let's wait until dawn. Maybe it's dawn, the lord of the city will come back."
When everyone was disturbed, Harding Horton was in a hurry. He banged the table again and shouted loudly: "Master Banker of the long-legged family can use arcane techniques to find my father. Since you have confidence in my father, why not send troops?"
The young lord of the city pointed to the old wizard banker who was sitting next to him, trying to persuade the dignitaries gathered in the night by various reasons.
The prophet chief sat aside expressionlessly, his heart sighed.
Compared with the fast and decisive Victor Hugo, the nobles in the North were too slow and too slow.
The situation in Hanfengcheng developed rapidly, forcing the long-legged family to plan in many ways. Old Bank arrived in Broken Bridge City shortly after nightfall, hoping to join forces with the Horton family.
But city owner Kyle Holden took the main family members to ward off the invaders of the cold wind city.
It's been a day since it was gone. Before the dark, there were also heralds who came back to ensure safety. After dark, there was no sound.
After entering the city, Old Bank went to visit the Houghton family. He happened to meet Harding. The young city owner Harding. Gathered the nobles of the whole city and asked the families to send troops overnight to support them.
But all the nobles in the city are pushing away, and they will wait until dawn. Their reasons are also varied. There are ‘darkness and inconvenience’, ‘worry about the empty power of the city’, and ‘very confident in the lord of the city’.
As the crowd pushed away from the quarrel, the prophet predicted that the ring in his hand touched Harding's arm. A ox needle popped out of the ring, piercing a drop of blood.
The excited Harding didn't feel pain and didn't even notice it. Through this blood of dear relatives, Old Bank secretly casts a glimpse into Kyle Holden's current situation.
The result is not good.
Nervous emotions are conveyed in the blood, which is anger, regret, and horror. This is by no means a sign of peace, Kyle Holden must have been attacked.
The situation is pretty bad.
Taking a few deep breaths in a row, old Bank breathed out. He can't say that it must be indifferent. When Harding asked him to express his position, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I understand your hesitation. There are difficulties in sending troops at night.
But you must not take Victor Hugo lightly. He sent someone to attack your manor and village outside the city, which is definitely not a good sign. "
A nobleman asked in a deep voice, "This is what we are worried about. Who knows who the monsters of the Black Forest want to sneak attack on? Maybe he just wants to lead us all out of the city? Where is the lord of the city?
"Twenty kilometers east of the city, near the town of Green Valley." Old Bank raised his staff, "I have cast a spell to lock the position of the lord of the city. As long as you can bring troops to rush over."
Another noble asked: "So where is the enemy?"
This question is not easy to answer. Old Bank pondered for a while, "In Green Valley Town. Hugo of Cold Wind City used that town as a base to launch attacks against you."
Young Town Lord Harding immediately said, "That's right! Everyone sent troops to cooperate with my father to win the Green Valley Town in one fell swoop. Guys, haven't you always wanted that wine-rich town? Now the opportunity is here."
A dozen big nobles at the table whispered and talked. The situation sounds good, but they have their own calculations, and no one is willing to move easily.
This is the case with the ruling structure of the alien world. The city owner can only order the nobles who belong to him, and there is no way to dominate the nobles. Every time you send troops, you must mobilize your own family's manpower, or consult with the nobles of your servants.
Therefore, the big nobility always wanted to annex the little nobility, so as to expand its direct influence. On the one hand, the little nobles needed the protection of the big nobles, and at the same time they had to avoid being annexed by the big nobles.
Old Bank listened to the quarrel of these people and knew that they wouldn't do anything until the situation was clear. A similar situation occurred in the long-legged family, as did the Butch family in Banshee Castle.
This mobilization efficiency is very poor.
Even if Harding successfully urged the big nobles in the city to mobilize at night, they would have to leave the city at dawn. If the troops gather again at dawn, I am afraid that they will not be dispatched until tomorrow afternoon. Computer side :: /
By that time, the daylily was cold.
But a dozen large nobles in turn repeated Harding ’s words,
The untouchables of Coldwind City will only run around the harassment, they ca n’t deal with the Lord of the City. Harding, you can rest assured. Your father will definitely be fine of."
Just drag and drop, no matter what, the nobles in the city just don't move. Until the next day.
Early in the morning, Harding Houghton ran to the head of the city and looked east in the bright morning light. Not only did he send a large number of scout rides, he also forced all the dozen aristocrats to the city last night.
"I hope you are ready, once it happens" staying up all night, the young city master's mood is really bad. But he hadn't finished his ruthless words, and the reconnaissance horse that had just left the city came back with good news.
"The Lord of the City Lord is back, and the Lord of the City Lord is safe. He has beaten the enemies, killed countless, and won a great victory."
Scout riding a horse under the city and cheering loudly. The young city owner and the big nobleman on the city head were taken aback. Worrying all night, Harding was ecstatic when he heard the news and went out to meet him personally.
Kyle Holden rode a warhorse, brought dozens of family knights, and he came back angrily. Many of them were wounded and their armor was covered with blood, but their spirits were good and their spirits were flying.
"Father!" Harding drove up and cheered, "You really defeated the despicable untouchables in Hanfengcheng?"
"Hahaha! Boy, how can you be so suspicious of me?"
Kyle Holden sat on horseback and exuded a air. When he saw his son, he showed his kind father and reached out to touch his son's head. "I fought Victor Hugo and defeated him completely."
Harding saw that there were fewer people around his father, and his armor was also damaged. "Father, you are injured. What about Uncle Sack and Uncle Hall?"
The victorious team passed through the city gate. The dozen or so noblemen who refused to send troops last night all gathered at the city gate to greet the head of the Horton family. They were surprised when they saw Kyle Holden, who had returned from the blood bath.
Kyle Holden saw a few glances in the eyes of the gang of noblemen. He said aloud to his son: "The people in the Cold Wind City were defeated by me. Sack and Hall took more than 100 people to pursue Green Valley Town. You don't have to worry too much."
The words of stability and stability are impeccable.
The news of the return of the city's great victory quickly spread throughout the city, and the horn of the triumph was celebrated on the wall. The young master said that he wanted to celebrate, and he forgot all the unpleasantness of last night.
Just waiting to enter the city's main palace, Kyle Holden kept only his son. Suddenly he supported Harding's shoulders, his body fell down, and shouted weakly: "Child, go find me a pastor."
"Father" Harding was shocked and reached out to hold his father's body, but found that the clothes under the armor were soaked, and with a little pressure, the blood flowed out.
Kyle Holden has fallen, and he hurriedly commanded again: "You must keep your family's face and stare at those in the city, those"
Without saying a word, the person was already fainted.