Thirty Spears (Part 1)

('Extended chain mail made of ten-tempered steel, windy white cloak, cold sword, bloody throwing axe, real royal guard's buckler (not Stinky Beans made by Wolfe) pirated shields), these together are really expensive, but they are worth the 5,000 dinar bird cage that Wolfe made. It is easy to pay for ten sets and hundreds of sets.

If Wolff gnaws his white teeth, he can completely assemble two or three sets of handsome and stylish equipment, which will definitely become one of the focuses on the battlefield if he wears them out. Of course, judging from his current (note the word present) frequency of participating in battles, one set is enough to wear until he is eighty years old.

But he couldn't buy that badge, and never could. The painting is not complicated, and Wolf can complete it by sacrificing a nap. He doesn't fear Odin, regards the lord as a parasite of farmers, and despises the IQ of young people of the same age, but Wolfe has never despised this painting.

That is the dream totem of every Nord man - the black-feathered raven, worn by the Nord royal guards.

Before he was at least six years old, Wolfe, who couldn't even take a picture of a little girl, aspired to become a Nord royal guard, so that he could teach the wild children who laughed at him a lesson. At the age of fourteen, when Wolf put on the iron armband bestowed by the lord for the first time and lifted up the mini shield specially made for children, he fell a solid dog and realized that this life is basically That's the end of the game—Pop said Wolfe fell five steps further than he did.

Just thinking about it, when this small Nord royal guard team carried his companions in front of him, Wolfe, who saw his childhood idol, still couldn't help shaking his legs. But the ancestral flickering skills are still there after all, the liver is trembling obviously nervously, but on the surface he still talks and laughs freely.

The leader was a red-haired leader, holding a sword hilt in one hand, with the same face as many Nords, with a high nose and deep eyes, and his eyes were as blue as the sea. But never look directly into those eyes, there are boundless mountains of corpses and bloody seas under the city of Tiha flowing in those pupils. The chief of the royal guard had as little regard for the lives of others as he had always for his own.

The warrior frowned and looked down at Wolfe, who was one head shorter and one neck shorter than him, like a giant looking at his pet dog: "I am Kylo, the head of Earl Ragnar's royal guard! Is it a priest? Where is your family?"

"Odin does not refuse the offerings of his pious servants because of his age." Wolfe interrupted the unkind question, "Carry people into the yard and help them up! If you talk nonsense for a while, you will die!"

The red-haired leader Kailo still couldn't believe this young priest who was too young, but seeing that unlucky subordinate choked up and couldn't speak, he probably was about to report to the Valgla Temple, so he decided to Gritting his teeth, he waved to the four royal guards who were carrying them: "Listen to the priest! Bring Tommen inside!"

So, the two men dragged the royal guard named Tommen into the yard like a bear. Wolfe glanced at the patient's bright purple face and said, "Take off his chain armor (that is, chain mail) , That fish will suffocate him to death!"

Unexpectedly, Kailo rejected Wolfe on the spot, and his attitude resolutely made Wolfe feel like he had hit the wall: "As long as you are out in battle, the armor of the royal guards can only be removed on the day you die in battle! Besides, we let What do you do with the chain armor when you take the apple stuck in your throat?"

Wolfe turned his head and saw that all the Nord royal guards had the same serious expressions. These warriors who value honor above life deeply agreed with this point of view. The priest could only smile and sigh: "Very well, everyone Sit down. The following is the moment to witness the death of a raven (referring to the Nord Royal Guard)! I wonder what your lord will think?"

Kailo's teeth were itchy in anger, and he wished he could draw out the Germanic sword on the spot and beat the bastard priest to death, chop off his head and kick him down the cliff to see if the echo would be the same bastard. As a high-ranking Nord warrior on weekdays, who dares to talk to himself like that, let alone use the lord to suppress him?

In fact, Wolff's words were oblique, but also very explicit: "If you don't take off your armor, you will die, and when your lord recovers, you will be hacked! Can you afford the responsibility?"

The choked Nord royal guard Tommen had short blond hair and a young and handsome face with blue and purple faces. He was held up like a dead dog, gasping for breath. Young Tommen's eyes were a little pretending to be calm, but he could still see his reluctance to the world. Kailo, who was forty and childless on weekdays, treated him as if he was his own child. Seeing him like this, Captain Kailo really felt more uncomfortable than being cut by a knife.

After three seconds of silence, Kylo walked up to him and took out the battle ax at his waist, grabbed Tommen by the collar, and shattered the chest of the chain mail. The head of the Royal Guards turned around and said to Wolfe viciously: "I tell you, little bastard! Every royal guard is the precious wealth of the lord! I swear on my honor and loyalty to Ragnar, you If I can't cure him, I will..."

Wolfe didn't wait for him to say something, he ran up to the guard, raised his weak fist, and hit the unlucky guy hard on the chest, with a "boom!" After the muffled sound, Tommen's eyes bulged like a toad, his mouth was open like a thirsty fish, and his limbs convulsed violently as if he had been hit by something. This time, no one could hear his violent breathing. sounded.

The five Nord royal guards who were watching were so confused by Wolfe's sudden outburst that they forgot to stop them. Wolff didn't intend to let go of this at all, and he punched Tommen's chest smoothly and smoothly, the punches were chaotic, and "boom, boom, boom" hit all sides. However, it can be seen that they have been typed in a certain order from top to bottom. His movements are crazy, but judging by the comparison of their bodies, it looks like an angry little daughter-in-law beating her husband's chest coquettishly.

"Enough, stop!" Kailo was the first to react. This time, the captain was so angry that his eyes were as red as his hair. He picked up Wolfe who was still torturing the royal guards with one hand, threw him on the ground viciously like throwing a chick, kicked the bean pot that was still emitting stench and heat, and swung the ax He slashed towards the bewildered Wolfe, "I'm going to gouge out your brains! You devil!"

Seeing that Wolff's life was in danger, a weak voice called from behind the head of the royal guard who was running away: "Master Kailo! I, I, I have been saved! Mr. Priest saved me!"

The red-haired Kailo turned his head and stared dumbfounded at Tommen, who was choking like a dead dog just a second ago, slowly throwing off his companion's frame, but he held his breath for too long, and his breathing was not smooth for a while, and his hands and feet were also weak. . Tommen smiled with difficulty, and tried to support himself: "Captain, I thought it was the short and shy Valkyrie who was beating my chest just now, and she came to pick me up to the temple! After calming down, it turned out to be Mr. Priest ah!"

"Hahahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter, and Kailo also smiled in a rare way, "Let's go! Take Mr. Priest to see Lord Ragnar!"

Only then did everyone realize that the young man was holding his buttocks to support his pot. The poor cauldron was deformed by Kailo's kick. Wolf thought that it should be called a big horse spoon now, and if he kicked it again, it might be used Come and cook for the soldiers.

Just as Wolfe mourned silently for his fault, those muscular men hugged him violently from behind, and Wolfe immediately felt his legs go cold, feeling that he would be late. People say that "Tiha has been beaten for three years, so many chrysanthemums cry", he didn't believe it at first, so should he speak out now?

Fortunately, unlike what he was thinking about, everyone lifted him up high and shouted "Long live!" three times like a hero. It is naturally not easy to be welcomed to this point by the Nord royal guards. Of course, it would be even better if there is no "one, two, three, let's go!" style trapeze that comes back every time after Long Live.

The dizzy Wolfe was finally put on the ground. After a slam from the head of the royal guards and three high throws by the royal guards, Wolfe really felt that his life was about to fall. Kailo asked him with a rare smile: "How is it? It's a good day?"

It may be that rescuing a royal guard gave Wolfe, who has always been cowardly, great confidence. He uttered the bold words that had the greatest impact on his life: "Excellent! Not only was I beaten by the royal guard today! I was also beaten by the royal guard. That's enough to brag about for the rest of my life!"

No one expected that there would be such a wonderful person in this well-known family who kicked the bag, and said such a sentence. For a moment Kailo stopped laughing, and the royal guards stopped laughing too.

When Wolf fell into a new round of confusion again, Kailo patted him on the shoulder, stared into his eyes with unprecedented seriousness, and said seriously: "The second expedition Tiha , Earl Ragnar's army needs more new blood. He will temporarily recruit 30 recruits from Black Currant Village, Swamp Mud Village, and Asuncion Village."

"Goo..." Wolf swallowed fearfully, "Why did you tell me this?"

"Because you were able to say those words just now, I think no one is more suitable to be the leader of these thirty spears than you." Kailo's hand was like iron tightly gripping Wolfe's wrist "go Well, it's up to our lord to decide, isn't it?"

Does Wolfe dare to say "no"?