Chapter 207
Chapter 207
After upgrading the twelve new recruits of Vlandia to light infantry, Hod slowly walked out of the slightly worn tent.
He raised his head and looked around, only to see the rangers gathered in twos and threes, all of them excited, discussing the generous rewards their companions had just received in Kuyel language.
Immersed in joy, they did not notice the advanced changes that Batu and others had undergone after leaving the tent.
It is not difficult to see from the eager expressions on the faces of these rangers that they were excited at this moment, and their faces showed an extreme desire for war.
On the other side of the stronghold, some new recruits of Vlandia have begun to prepare dinner for tonight, which is wheat meat porridge.
Although it is wheat meat porridge, it actually adds a lot of chopped fruits and wild vegetables.
As for the taste, well... it can only be said to be unsatisfactory, not difficult to swallow, but it is still a long way from being truly delicious.
However, for these rangers who have been hungry since the White Disaster and have never had a full meal, this seemingly ordinary wheat meat porridge in front of them is undoubtedly a delicacy.
Especially when they learned that tonight's dinner was unlimited, their gratitude to Hod surged in their hearts.
If their loyalty could be presented in data, then at this time and place, the words "Loyalty +1" and "Loyalty +1" would probably keep popping up above their heads.
As for the previous headman and tribe...
These rangers pouted their lips and said that it was all in the past.
Now they are members of the "Blood Lion Tribe", and the only headman they recognize now is "Headman Hod"!
"Headman Hod" was generous to them, not only giving them sophisticated weapons and equipment, agile horses, but also rewarding them with a lot of silver deer, beautiful women, cattle and sheep.
With such generous treatment, these rangers would be stupid to think of the previous tribal headman.
After enjoying the "rich" dinner, the rangers were satisfied. After feeding their mounts with hay, they found a haystack to lie down. After a while, they snored and fell asleep.
At the same time, the robbers and Vlandia soldiers also sent some people to the wall to stand guard and be alert to the surrounding movements.
One night passed quietly, everything was silent, and the whole world was immersed in tranquility.
However, when the sky gradually turned pale, the tranquility was broken by a sudden sound of horse hooves.
The sound of horse hooves was far away at first, but as time went by, it became clearer and louder until it was deafening.
There was no doubt that there were many people coming, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a noise. Even the ground was slightly shaking when they were running wildly.
"Enemy approaching!!!"
"Enemy attack!!!"
The robbers on duty on the wall reacted quickly and issued an alarm without hesitation at the first time.
The sharp shouts suddenly exploded in the stronghold like thunder.
In an instant, the originally quiet stronghold suddenly became noisy, with shouts and the sound of armor plates colliding, one after another.
The robbers and Vlandia soldiers suddenly woke up from their sleep, and without too much time to think, they picked up their weapons at the fastest speed and rushed towards the wall.
At the same time, the raiders and rangers did not hesitate, holding their own weapons and rushing to their mounts.
In this busy and noisy scene, Hood walked out of his tent with a solemn face.
He glanced at the people in front of him who were in order in the chaos, nodded slightly, and then climbed the wall with Nott and others.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and in the dim light, Hood could already see a group of riders galloping.
He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, silently looked at them for a moment, and estimated the number of the other side in his mind, and roughly concluded that the number of the other side was no less than a hundred.
Moreover, this group of riders were running straight towards the direction of the stronghold, and one rider was holding a flag with a wolf tooth logo, and the flag was fluttering in the wind.
However, the formation of this team seemed a bit messy, and from a distance, it was not a formation.
Along with the sound of horse hooves, there were strange cries from time to time, which sounded completely undisciplined.
Due to the distance, Hood could not clearly see the specific dress and faces of these riders, but just from their behavior and overall style, he could easily judge that they were Kuyel people.
Seeing this group of riders getting closer and closer, Hood's brows frowned involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.A look of surprise appeared on his face.
Because Hod discovered that most of the attacking Kuyel riders were wearing leather armor and felt hats. What was even more surprising was that there were actually 20 to 30 fully armed armored riders.
You know, armored riders are the elite of the Kuyel people and will not be dispatched easily. Since coming here, Hod has only encountered them once in the last ambush in Asilan.
Not only that, among these armored riders, there are several riders carrying pointed helmets with red and white tassel pendants hanging on them.
They are the more elite red tassel armored riders and white tassel armored riders!
And these armored riders are secretly guarding a Kuyel youth who looks extraordinary and noble.
The young man is wearing an exquisite chain mail, with fine metal rings intertwined, like a work of art that is ingenious.
Unlike other Kuyel riders, this young man did not wear a helmet, but braided his black hair into braids, with pendants hanging on each braid. As his head shook slightly, it made a crisp sound.
"Which nobleman of the Kuyel tribe is this?"
Hod, standing on the wall, looked at the young man and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
At this moment, the other party seemed to have noticed the movement here, slowly stopped moving forward, and stayed about a hundred steps away from the stronghold.
They stood quietly in place, staring at the direction of the stronghold, as if they were observing whether this stronghold still belonged to them.
For a moment, the whole scene fell into a tense and subtle atmosphere.
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