"Are you willing to take the lead?" Spike Moore asked Su Mo curiously.

No matter how reluctant Su Mo was at this moment, he couldn't show his reluctance. He immediately held his head high and replied loudly: "Yes!"

"Yes, it's a good prospect." Spike Moore was very satisfied with Su Mo's straightforwardness and asked him to sit down in a seat under his left hand.

Next, Su Mo saw all kinds of nobles.

There are only barons and viscounts - lords are not qualified to enter here at all. The one who can enter here must at least be a baron, and he must have his own territory and weapons.

Su Mo even saw several earls.

Counts are not necessarily rich or powerful. Some families are in decline, some are not good at business, and some are prodigal. There is always a mortal flow model that suits them.

They entered Spike's camp, and they all behaved like grandchildren.

Regardless of his family background, Spike will kill anyone he says. Unlike his uncle, the former commander-in-chief of the Southern Army, the commander-in-chief is more lenient in treating others, but Spike can kill his own people and make rivers of blood flow.

Lord.

Spike sat on the main seat and greeted the nobles who came to report very reservedly.

They were located on a high hill, and from here they could see the rebel army gradually gathering about four or five miles ahead.

"You two are the closest, but you are the last to arrive. Pull me out..." Spike paused, and looked at the eyes of the two nobles as if they were mourning for their heirs. He continued: "Twenty lashes, and then drag me back."

"Thank you, Lord Earl, thank you, Lord Earl!" The two nobles were actually viscounts and counts, but now they were as humble as two ants.

They are not only afraid of Sparrow, but also the Moore family behind Sparrow.

There is an ancestral motto of the Moore family that if you want to kill the enemy, you must first kill one of your own.

For a moment just now, both of them thought they were going to be sacrificed.

After coming back after being whipped twenty times, they endured the pain and explained why they were late. When they were criticized before, they didn't dare to say a word.

The two nobles didn't really mean to be lazy. The reason why they were late was because they were ambushed by the adventurers.

Of the 1,500 people they brought, more than 200 were killed or wounded before we could get rid of them.

"If you heard correctly, then these people are members of the Scarlet Crusade, and their boss is called Big Sweet Potato." After hearing the descriptions of these two nobles, a person on the right next to him said.

"You know him?" Sparrow asked.

"I don't know him, but I have heard of his name, but I think this Iron Horse Baron is more familiar with Big Sweet Potato than we are." The player brought the topic to Su Mo.

Su Mo sat on the left, sitting with the nobles, and his position was quite forward.

This makes the players who come to join the battle very jealous. If they want to enter this camp, they must bring 2,000 full-level brothers.

Moreover, they all had to sit crowded together on a small bench, and each of them looked frustrated.

If possible, they hope to overthrow Su Mo, at least this way they will feel more balanced.

I just didn't expect that the opportunity would come so quickly, and Su Mo would be in trouble in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, why?" Sparrow asked. He asked Su Mo to sit on the left because Su Mo had the status of a noble and a lord, and he was a member of Grand Duke Stan.

But if Su Mo really cheated and colluded with thieves, he would kill Su Mo without hesitation.

Archduke Stan has no control over his military camp.

As for Su Mo's own identity, he is just a small lord.

"Because Big Sweet Potato and the others are based in the territory of Lord Huggins." A cruel smile appeared on the player's face.

In his heart, he looked down on Su Mo very much.

Isn't it just a bad guy who was lucky enough to have too much luck? He doesn't have a complete brain, so he actually showed such a flaw.

"How do you explain?" Sparrow turned to ask Su Mo, who was still sitting upright.

In fact, he admired Su Mo's magnanimity. At this point, most people would have knelt on the ground and cried, "I am a member of Grand Duke Stan, you can't kill me."

"My subordinate has nothing to explain. He just requested to go out to fight!" Su Mo responded in a calm and determined voice.

"Okay!" Sparrow couldn't help but cheer.

That's right, no explanation. Only those who play power games like to talk about things. As a warrior, you just have to deal with it.

Su Mo took the military order and strode away from the military camp.

One hundred of his brothers jumped on their horses in unison - a stark contrast to the noisy player groups.

Then Su Mo led the hundred people and rushed out towards the enemy camp.

Is he going to attack Wallace's camp, which obviously has at least 50,000 people living there?

At this moment, a group of people, about four to five hundred in number, rushed out noisily from Wallace's side. They were yelling and screaming and could be heard from far away.

Anyway, there are all kinds of swear words. If Nimbus is talking about it, this group of people will definitely be more elite than Muir's cavalry.

The two sides ran for a while and finally got into a melee.

At the very beginning of a war, the commanders of both sides rarely put all their troops on the battlefield unless absolutely necessary.

Just like the previous battle between Wallace and the Confederate Army.

Wallace really had no choice at all. Even if they had a chance to survive, they would not lead tens of thousands of people to attack the elites who were more numerous than themselves.

In most cases, it's a matter of testing first.

Now it was Su Mo and the gang's turn to perform, and their battle began the Second Battle of Mille Lacs.

Mille Lacs is destined to be recorded in history, and war breaks out here again.

Su Mo took the lead, jumped up on his horse, and then fired several arrows in his hand, hitting the target accurately.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight on horseback, but that none of his brothers have the ability.

It would have been strange for him to ride alone, so they all gave up riding and stood with weapons of all kinds drawn out.

The hundred people left behind by Su Mo are all the most powerful combatants of the Bloody Battle Flag.

Basically, they were all assassins and berserkers. The guys on the opposite side who were still laughing at their small number were killed by surprise.

Fortunately, those on the opposite side are also infantry.

They were also players, and they also did not have the ability to fight immediately. After landing on the ground, they were attacked head-on by Su Mo and others.

But it wasn't a one-sided massacre.

Lao Qian, also known as Favorite Qian Qian Qian, is obviously very professional. Not to mention the number of people he arranged, his acting skills are definitely professional.

No one thinks they are acting anyway.

In the end, Su Mo and the others killed these four to five hundred people, which was considered a great victory. However, forty or fifty of his brothers also died.

This attrition rate has reached half.

The battle was so brutal that Sparrow, the commander-in-chief, was moved. When Su Mo returned to the command post wearing a bloody and dirty armor, he strode up to greet him and patted Su Mo affectionately.

Mo's shoulders.

Then he looked to the right——
Chapter completed!