Chapter 5 My Dear Uncle, Can I Borrow Your Head for a While

There were all flames!

Robin stared at the sea of raging fire, dumbfounded.

His adjutant and his nephew betrayed him together.

Three groups of archers and three groups of shield killers appeared out of nowhere.

Didn't his spies say that his nephew had dismissed most of the soldiers because of lack of money and food?

He believed that the spies he sent wouldn't lie, so how could his good nephew find so many helpers.

Archers and shield killers were both excellent soldiers.

Taking the advantage of position, the archers shot fire arrows at the crowd continuously.

The troops that were blocked by the shield killers could only be archers' targets. They were all shot with arrows.

The square was covered with dry straws. Even if they were not shot to death, they would be burned to death sooner or later.

He didn't expect his weak and incompetent nephew can be so vicious.

The spies whose necks were under knives were dumbfounded.

In a blink of an eye, there were only more than 100 people left in the army of more than 300 people.

What scared them was that there were still 100 horsemen in the castle. The army of Robin had no place to resist.

The story started with Robin bringing the army to the Gray Castle.

The dutiful Rod stopped Robin and volunteered to lead the riders into the castle.

If he found anything wrong, he can attack the internal and coordinate with external forces to take down the castle.

Robin looking at the Black Soil castle, also felt something was wrong. Therefore, he agreed to Rod's plan and let him enter the city first.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed. After Rod entered the city with a group of riders, the castle closed the door.

While Robin was about to lose his temper and takedown Tom and Reagan,

He found a group of shield killers rushed out and protected Tom behind them.

Then the soldiers in ambush rushed out.

While arrows were shooting, the halberd soldier and the shield killers worked together to kill the deserters who wanted to rush out of the array.

"My dear uncle, put down your weapon and surrender."

"The people inside, listen carefully, you have been surrounded by me. Put down your weapons and surrender. I will spare your lives!"

The soldiers who were afraid of being killed put down their weapons and knelt on the ground.

They had thought that they would defeat the Black Soil castle effortlessly with an overwhelming force this time. But they didn't expect that they would become the slaughtered side.

It was so scary. Surrender seemed to be their only choice.

Except for the royal guards of Robin, all the soldiers chose to surrender.

Robin looked at this in disbelief.

He seemed to have figured out the reason.

He couldn't help cursing, "Tom, you are so despicable. I trust you so much, but you treat me like this."

Hearing this, Tom kept sneering. What a good uncle he was!

"You said that I am underage and not enough to inherit such a vast land. So you divided the territory left by my parents. Well, I accepted it!"

"You said that if I inherit so much wealth, it will attract prying eyes from outsiders. So you divided the treasure. I also accepted it!"

"Now you say that I'm not fit to be a lord and ask me to hand over the clan land. Do I have to accept that, too?"

Tom released his dissatisfaction. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that you think your fists are harder than mine."

"Now, my dear uncle, tell me, who is stronger between us!"

The arrows fell like rain. At this time, listening to the crackling of the shields,

Robin was scared and hurriedly begged, "My nephew, I know I was wrong. Please don't fight anymore. We surrender."

"Put down your weapon, or I will kill you without mercy!"

There was no other choice. Robin and his soldiers had to put down their weapons and no longer resist.

Rod personally escorted the fat Robin to Tom's horse.

"My dear nephew, you promised me that you would spare my life!"

Robin whined, "I'm still useful to you. I can give you my territory."

"If I die, you won't get any benefit."

Hearing the threat in his words, Tom sneered and said,

"Uncle, you don't seem smart."

"If you begged me just now, I would spare your life because you are my relative."

"What do you want to do?" Robin said in horror.

"From now on, no one can threaten me anymore."

"So my dear uncle, you'd better go to hell!"

As he spoke, he personally cut off the head of Robin and threw the bloody head to the spies kneeling beside him.

He roared, "Go back and tell Robins several corps."

"I, Tom, the legal heir of the Rock County, now order you to kill the illegal lord within the territory and accept my order. Otherwise, my army will clean up the Rock County and killed all the renegades!"

"Robin is an example of the renegade!"

The spies were scared. A lord was killed easily.

Whoever said that little Tom was a black sheep; they would cut off their heads and kick them as balls. He was simply a devil!