Chapter 136 Pure Love No. 1 in the World (Updates may be late in the evening)

For adventurers who occasionally find the opportunity to venture into the Underdark, minotaurs are very dangerous enemies, but compared to mind flayers and beholders, they are nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

Moreover, the technological level of the Minotaur in the underground world is really backward. Let alone wearing full body armor, having an iron axe is already very impressive.

But if there is no armor, it's all flesh and blood. You, the Tauren, don't have the outrageous level of defense like dragon scales, nor do you have various attribute resistances like sandworms. You can be taken away by a poison arrow if you are lucky.

But what if the minotaur was armed to the teeth like a knight? Most adult minotaurs are between 2.1 meters and 3 meters tall and weigh more than 700 pounds, or 320 kilograms.

Taking the average, they are 2.5 meters tall and weigh nearly 400 kilograms. The strongest minotaurs may weigh more than half a ton.

Currently, iron ore mining is slow and the quantity is not large. Moreover, the current metallurgical technology in Crescent and Crescent Territories is very primitive, which is the simplest traditional iron smelting method. The pig iron produced becomes wrought iron after repeated forging, and then forged again.

The armor made in this way is very rubbish, but it is still armor after all.

What these fully armored knights were facing were minotaurs who were also fully armored, although only the key parts were iron armor, the rest was a mixture of cloth armor, leather armor, and cotton armor.

There is a huge gap in racial values ​​in this world. The most lowly ordinary adult dragon can easily defeat a human high-level professional.

These ordinary tauren fought against knights who were only at the elite level. Although it was not as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, they at least won easily.

Along with the shaking of the ground and the "mooing" sound of cattle, the Tauren's giant war axe chopped down with thunderous footsteps.

If these knights formed a formation, there is still a good chance that they could defeat the Tauren Legion which only numbered 19. After all, the quality of their soldiers was not bad either.

But now, they have gone too deep and have been scattered in their efforts to encircle the bandit militia.

The scattered knights had no chance of winning against the Minotaur heavy infantry rushing towards them from all directions.

Moreover, when faced with large groups of minotaurs without warning, ordinary human soldiers would suffer a huge mental shock, and the knights were no exception.

The brief moment of surprise, coupled with the dispersion of the formation, had already doomed the fate of these horseless knights.

The Snow Fox Countess who was watching the battle from a distance was completely amazed at the current situation.

Why are there minotaurs in a village on the surface?

And aren't these villagers too strong? The Snow Fox Countess fell into deep doubt. She originally thought she had made all the preparations.

Accurate strategies, intelligence collected in advance, and the strategic map of Crescent Territory.

But now, is there something wrong with the intelligence? Could it be that the old man, Count Feihu, wants to deliberately trick her to show his loyalty to his new master?

And why would the monsters from the legendary underground world appear on the surface? Why would these monsters actually help these villagers? Could it be that some legendary terrifying wizard lived here, or was this place controlled by a dungeon lord? All the speculations flashed through her mind, but now it was meaningless. She had been observing from a distance with the decent vision of a senior professional. She also knew that even if she rushed over to give orders now, it would be meaningless.

After shivering outside the camp for a while, the Snow Fox Countess turned and left, regardless of the knights who were disbanding and trying to escape.

The loss of a large number of knights this time would make her rule over her earldom unstable, but it was far from being irreparable.

This time she only brought a little more than half of the knights, and the other half stayed in the territory. As long as she could return safely, she still had a chance.

It now seems that Viscount Rand is either a monster from the underground Underdark, or he has no idea what is happening in Crescent Territory.

Although the probability of the first situation is very low, she still plans to report it to the Torch Church and the noble court of her own Kingdom of Lunsa. What if Viscount Rand is really a monster? Wouldn't everything be solved?

If it was the second case, she wouldn't have to worry too much. Obviously, Viscount Rand was not qualified to retake the Crescent Territory under such circumstances. Then, all he could actually control was the Crescent Territory, which was the size of a baronial territory. There was no need to worry.

But the first thing to do now is to escape back.

Although using the word "escape" now made her feel very ashamed.

Just after the Snow Fox Countess left decisively, reinforcements from Taner and Fenris arrived. Many of these reinforcements were unaware of the existence of Tauren in the hideout, and were horrified when they saw the scene.

Just as they were about to rush forward to rescue the villagers, they were stopped by Commander Little Tata, who told them that the Minotaur were not enemies.

After Taran came to take charge, little Tata returned to the pioneer army. Now, since he is more familiar with the terrain, he was sent here to put out the fire. Now it seems that there is nothing to worry about, and the village has solved it on its own.

However, these belated reinforcements were not completely useless. At least some heavy armored knight infantry who tried to escape were blocked by them.

Originally, many of them could have escaped, after all, the scene was in chaos. But now, it is estimated that only one or two of them may have good disguise or hiding skills and can escape, and the rest will all be caught or killed.

After cleaning up the battlefield a bit, little Tata looked at his father with a bruised face and immediately understood the cause of the incident. It seemed that his father's face that deserved a slap was still of some use, otherwise, if there weren't so many minotaurs, the village might have been breached.

Taran looked at his son who was trying to hold back his laughter with a sour face: "Stop laughing, what's so funny? Do you want me to beat you up?"

Little Tata couldn't hold it in any longer. He respected and loved his father very much. He was sweating when he knew that the village where Taran lived was attacked.

I was afraid of seeing my father get hurt, so I was very worried when I came here.

Now that it seemed his father was fine and had even led the Tauren army to defeat the enemy, he was finally relieved.

He suddenly felt relieved, and for a moment he forgot his father's former dignity. He couldn't help but want to laugh at himself, the father who was attacked by his old brother.

"I, I'm going to help count the wounded now." Little Tata couldn't hold it in any longer, so he made up an excuse and ran out without waiting for Taran's consent.

As a father, Taran was naturally worried about his son. After all, on the battlefield, the sword is supreme and has no mercy. At the beginning, he had no choice but to be forced to join the hideout, otherwise he would not have planned to let his son join the army.

Now it seems that there is no way back. He can only hope that his son can find a wife and leave offspring as soon as possible. If the situation of the old sending the young to the grave really occurs, will he have to do it himself? He still likes this brat very much. Now he can only hope that he can take better care of himself.

As for his old bones...

He has decided to work for Rand until his death. If all the noble lords in the world were like Rand, no one would be forced to become a bandit.

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And although Taran has always been called an old man, he is actually only in his forties. If he were a villager in the village, this age would be considered very old.

But now that I have joined the den, my living standard has improved significantly. It seems that I still have a long time to be useful.

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Rand finished reading the military report from Crescent Territory. He didn't expect that so many people had crossed the defense line and entered Crescent Territory to try to attack the village. He was lucky that nothing happened.

It really is Count Feihu.

He was originally a member of the Three Princes Faction, oh, now he should be called the Grand Duke of the rebel party, the Grand Duke of Needles. After the Three Princes Faction was defeated, he was deprived of the title of Grand Duke and the corresponding fiefdom, leaving only the core earldom, the Flying Fox Earldom.

Therefore, he is now called Earl of Flying Fox.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Although the earl is still a great noble, he is far less glorious than the grand duke, and his former vassals are now on the same level as him.

In this situation, he must want revenge.

Unfortunately, he was not careful enough and was caught by Taner and made to confess.

Rand glanced at Olenna. Today she was wearing the same beige dress as Ellie, but because of the difference in her figure and physique, the way she wore it was completely different from Ellie's.

"Would you write a diplomatic statement of strong condemnation?"

Olenna raised the quill in her hand: "I will."

"Be harsh, but don't be abusive," Rand said.

Olenna's blue eyes curved.

Rand watched Olenna write quickly on the paper with neat and impressive notes. When she finished, he continued, "Then send a letter to the Marquis of Black and Brown and the Earl of Buck, asking them to condemn the Earl of Flying Fox together."

After thinking for a while, he wrote: "Earl Greenleaf should also send letters. All other nobles who suffered losses during the looting should also send letters to throw dirty water on Earl Flying Fox. Anyway, our evidence points to Earl Flying Fox as the culprit. He betrayed the entire Frost Moon Kingdom alone."

After all, what Count Feihu did was not only damaging Rand's interests. Many of the nobles of the Frost Moon Kingdom who failed in looting could be blamed on him.

Ellie walked in and glanced at Rand, who was completely attracted by Olenna's writing. She tapped the ground with her cloth shoes and said, "I have something to report."

Rand looked up and said, "Is it about those nobles who wanted revenge because of the failed looting?"

Ellie was not surprised that Rand could guess it. She nodded her chin and said, "After your approval last time, they have already crossed the defense line and entered the territory of the Snow Fox Countess."

Rand stroked his forehead. He didn't care at first, but now he was a little worried that these nobles would continue to have bad luck. After all, the Mage Corps had not arrived yet. If Count Flying Fox continued to pass information to Countess Snow Fox, these nobles might continue to have bad luck.

(End of this chapter)