Chapter 45 Frightened Baron Taylor

"Master, a letter from Baron Taylor."

Lord Jack opened the letter and put it aside.

He sniffed at the content of the letter.

Tens of thousands of soldiers?

Taylor wasn’t good at telling lies.

Even though he had vast territory, he couldn't afford to support an army of over 10000 people.

It was really expensive to train soldiers!

And not only does the army need money.

"I don't have time to deal with him now."

Baron Taylor could only get help after Lord Jack cleaned up the leaders who were attacking his territory.

Butler understood and stopped talking.

There was no reply.

"Hasn't Lord Jack replied yet?"

Baron Taylor was burning with anxiety. It had been difficult for him to get rid of his anxious mood in the past two days.

The letter had already been sent through the carrier pigeon. It had been two days and as usual, he could have received the reply.

He kept asking Michael, and the player who became Michael was also helpless.

Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you ask Lord Jack directly? It's useless to urge him.

The player thought indignantly.

"No, we can't wait any longer!"

It was better to depend on ourselves than to beg for help.

Baron Taylor stood up abruptly.

Although there were only more than 600 troops available now, it should be enough to defend this territory!

Before Baron Taylor gave the order, a guard rushed in.

"Here is your letter!"

Baron Taylor could still maintain his elegance and majesty at this time and let the guard out.

He didn't open the letter until there was only Michael and him.

When he saw the content, Baron Taylor blacked out.

"Help!"

Michael panicked and shouted.

He picked up the letter.

It said that the rose queen gathered troops to officially attack Lord Jack!

No wonder Lord Jack didn't reply.

Since he couldn't even protect himself, how could he spare effort to help Baron Taylor?

Jack's attitude had become clear. Baron Taylor could only rely on himself to get through this.

"Doctor, is my father all right?"

Michael felt a little awkward when he mentioned his father, but no one cared about this at that time.

The doctor focused on the rescue without raising his head. "Childe, don't worry. Baron will be fine."

Sure enough, after a while, Baron Taylor opened his eyes.

"I am..."

Baron Taylor said with difficulty.

"He was in a coma because he was so angry. Please take care of yourself in the next few days."

The doctor left as a routine after giving the advice.

Baron Taylor lay down with the support of Michael.

"That letter..."

Letter?

What letter?

Michael thought for a while and took out the crumpled letter from his pocket.

Baron Taylor looked at the letter again and again, as if he didn't believe it was true.

When he finally believed that the letter was true, he powerlessly put down his hand.

Now his strongest backup was gone.

What should he do next?

He looked at the ceiling blankly and the guard knocked on the door.

"Lord Baron."

The guard said gingerly.

"What's the matter?"

Michael asked on behalf of Baron Taylor.

"The latest news."

The guard was holding the news that the envelope had not been opened.

"Give it to me!"

Baron Taylor's voice came from behind.

Michael took it from the guard, feeling that it was not good news.

"You can go out now."

After sending away the guards, Michael stood at the door with a letter in his hand.

"Give it to me."

Baron Taylor repeated.

Even if it was bad news, he still needed to know what it was.

Michael opened the envelope and glanced at it.

It said that Rod and Helen would arrive in the city soon!

Rod and Helen?

He thought about who the two were and handed the letter to Baron Taylor.

Baron Taylor's hand holding the letter was shaking.

"Rod and Helen."

"God is going to kill me!"

His eyes were glassy and full of despair.

All of a sudden, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the quilt. Baron Taylor fainted again.

This time, the doctor had been rescued for a longer time.

After waking up, Baron Taylor completely became spiritless.

The most powerful backup was gone, and Rod and Helen's army was about to come to the city.

What else could he do?

Relying on the hundreds of poor people in his hands?

Baron Taylor felt dizzy.

Maybe he passed out, Baron Taylor suddenly thought of something.

Why didn't he surrender to Tom at that time?

Maybe if he surrendered to Tom at that time, he wouldn't have fallen into such a situation.

He did believe Jack at that time?

He kept reflecting. The more he thought about it, the more regretted he felt.

"Who are these two people?"

Michael wanted to tackle his question.

Who are they?

Baron Taylor picked up the latest letter, "Rod and Helen?"

Hearing his son's affirmative answer, Baron Taylor burst into laughter.

He even laughed crazily.

"Who are they?"

"They are here to kill you and your father!"

Baron Taylor regained his frailty after the madness.

Michael stood aside quietly.

"I shouldn't have trusted Lord Jack so much..."

Baron Taylor said after a long silence.

He believed in Lord Jack and underestimated Tom.

When he decided to side with Lord Jack, maybe that Tom just regarded him as a joke?

Thinking of this, he spat out another mouthful of blood and became even weaker.

He couldn't wait any longer. Some things had to be explained clearly now.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would never have the chance to say it again.

His breath became weaker and weaker, calling for his eldest son.

"Michael, come here."

Michael approached.

"Don't try to resist..."

It was a little difficult for Baron Taylor to speak now.

"Take all the money and run away..."

Michael bent down so that he could hear what Baron Taylor was going to say.

"To Lord Jack's territory... I have one"

Baron Taylor coughed violently, and blood splashed on the quilt.

"A royal guard can escort you out of the city. If you find Lord Jack, he will take care of you."

"He will at least give you a position so that you can support your family."

"Bring me the pen and paper."

Baron Taylor wrote down the orders to his royal guards and the daredevils he had trained.

When the signature was finished, Baron Taylor's hand slid down feebly.

The pen fell to the ground, and the ink splashed.

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, he suddenly thought of the time when the leaders gathered together to discuss whether to surrender or not.

If he was given another chance, he would choose to surrender.

Unfortunately, since things had come to this, there was no chance to choose again.

Baron Taylor closed his eyes completely.

The only thing left for Michael was the money and the royal guard who could escort him out.

Flee to Lord Jack's territory?

Michael took a deep breath.

He didn't think it was a good idea to give his life to a distant relative he didn't know.

However, Baron Taylor was dead.

He was scared to death.