Chapter 26: Under Fire (Part 2)

一个熟悉的声音响起.布兰登侧头看去,看到他的一名守护骑士已经被斩首,他的头高高飞起.周围的其他部下逐渐处于劣势,其他骑士中的一名正在与自己的几名骑士交战.他这才意识到,原来他以为从调查中得到的信息都是假的,都是对方为了迷惑卡德罗省的贵族而发布的假消息.就在这时,维林看到了机会,调动了体内剩余的斗气,将其附着在骑士的长剑上,加速朝着布兰登而来.见状,几名士兵站在缺席的主面前,试图阻挡,但直接被腰部切断.刺耳的哀嚎让布兰登清醒过来,拼命举起剑挡住.他手中的长剑被打飞,头盔掉在了地上.半跪在地上的布兰登看着他脖子上那把血淋淋的长剑,坐了下来,不甘心地说道:"你赢了.维林拉起铠甲,看着那位近乎中年的青铜高级骑士,平静地说道:"是的,我赢了.周围的士兵和骑士看到他们的主人被击败并被俘虏,他们放下武器开始投降.贝尔德擦了擦脸上粘稠的血,大声命令道:"收起你的武器,把这些人都绑起来.见事态得到控制,维林收起了骑士的长剑,把布兰登绑了起来,带回去严密看管.战斗来得快去,只持续了一个小时.夜晚,在一个营地里,维林身着便服,坐在主座上,注视着参加战斗的七名骑士,他们每个人都或多或少受了伤."主啊,这场战斗,有三十七人阵亡,十二人受重伤,四十一人受轻伤.我们伤亡惨重.贝尔德苦笑着,他的手下这次受伤了三分之一."敌人的伤亡情况如何?""Velin问道,脸上没有任何额外的表情.另一位骑士站起身来,开始报告道:"少爷,据初步统计,敌人伤亡400多人,俘虏531人,其中布兰登爵士,青铜骑士9人,精兵87人,其余都是农奴."把农奴带回去,一部分交给半精灵尤妮丝来建造城堡,一部分交给负责农田的迈克来照料庄稼."这时,Verlin 停顿了一下,继续说道:"让一名士兵回去,告诉克利夫兰男爵的现任首领,我允许他们支付赎金来赎回他们的领主."是的,大人,"骑士大声回答,捶着胸膛敬礼.会议结束后,Velin 走出帐篷,来到了重伤员所在的营地.看着躺在地上的士兵苍白的脸,他冰冷的心刺痛了.他不是那种把人的命当作救命稻草的贵族.他心里还有基本的良心.虽然他不知道自己什么时候会被同化,但他现在需要做点什么."去拿一盆干净的水."士兵们站着G Guard 闻言,鞠躬行礼,转身跑开.片刻之后,一盆水端了过来,Verlin 从胸前拿出一个装着淡红色液体的水晶瓶,蹲下身子,打开软木塞,倒入盆中."把这水给重伤员.""是的,大人."士兵用兴奋的语气迅速回答.看着熙熙攘攘的帐篷,Velin 观察了一会儿才离开了这个地方.巧合的是,本来要去看望重伤员的贝尔德,看到了这一幕.他什么也没说,只是静静地看着."或许,选择魏林公子,是我这辈子最明智的选择.""先生,兄弟俩的情况有所好转,呼吸也稳定了."一位懂医术的军医走过来,兴奋地向贝尔德惠汇报."我知道.至于主交给你的生命药水,如果还有,就送给受轻伤的人."是的,大人."

 

 

第二天,在克利夫兰男爵的城堡里,一个年轻人听到了报告这个消息的士兵,脸上露出难以置信的表情."怎么可能呢?爸爸带了一千多人,怎么可能被一百个人打败."少爷,农奴纷纷逃回去,想必这就是真实情况."一旁的老管家建议道.坐在主座上,双手颤抖的中年女士假装镇定,沉声说道:"老牛,传我的命令,所有城堡都戒严,其他四名骑士全部召回."是的,夫人."管家离开后,她看着士兵,继续问道:"在把主人和其他骑士还回来之前,对方有什么要求."大人,对方没有说清楚,只是让小家伙在7月19日早上在边境谈判.""你先下去.""是的."两名警卫扶着受伤的士兵走出了大厅,只留下中年女士和青年.The oil lamp flickered in the hall, and Brandon's eldest son, Rebel, was very anxious. He looked at the middle-aged lady and couldn't help but ask, "Mother, what are we going to do next?"

"For the sake of today's plan, we must redeem your father and the other knights first, otherwise the Baron of Cleveland will not be able to defend this huge territory with us."

After hearing this, Rebel was very puzzled: "Mother, even if the surrounding lords covet it, according to the laws of the kingdom, they..."

"Idiot, danger comes from the family."

The middle-aged lady stared at her son, wondering how she gave birth to such an idiot.

Afterwards, she began to prepare for the negotiations two days later, trying to redeem the main combat power of the territory.

On the other hand, due to the prisoners in the camp, the excavation of Mithril can only be suspended.

Thanks to the life potion provided by Velin, the twelve seriously injured soldiers were out of danger, and their strength was greatly improved, which was a blessing in disguise.

Other lightly wounded soldiers received a small amount of life potion mixed with water, and their injuries were greatly recovered.

In a tent, Velin and Brandon sat opposite each other, interacting and playing chess.

"Your strength is very strong, why did you come here to become a pioneer knight." Brandon dropped a chess piece and looked at Verlin and asked.

"Maybe it's for a dream, or maybe you don't want to live an ordinary life."

Velin replied simply and dropped a chess piece.

"Next, how much ransom do you plan to ask for." Without the momentum on the battlefield, Brandon was a somewhat old man at this time.

Looking at this middle-aged man over 50 years old, Verlin replied directly: "Then it depends on the status of you and your subordinates in the territory. I have time to consume with you."

"Hahaha, I don't think so." Brandon seemed to see through Velin's mind and responded with a smile.

"Hehe, who knows?"

Velin fell, won the chess game, got up, dressed, and left the tent.

Looking at the young man who left, Brandon thought about his unsuccessful eldest son, and smiled bitterly.

Perhaps this is why the Aix family has developed from a baron family to an earl family in just seven hundred years.

Imprisoned here, with nothing to do, Brandon began to reflect on what he had done over the years. It had been a long time since he had sat down so quietly and thought about his life.